#n is .... more dead than touya thinks he is but not so dead that the protecting thing didnt happen

[n-x-black]

but like the thing is one of the biggest driving conflicts of the school for good and rvil books is The Three Of Us Love Each Other But We Cant Be Poly So We Have To Choose ! which sucks ass and is bad just fuck each other problem solved . which doesnt work for ntouya because theyre like . they arent that . so theyd just actually escape and not get hung up on that at all JFJCJCIDMDJFKDJDKDJD

[todorokis-girl]

Hi! Well then, I have request!

The new bnha ending hitted me hard so I wanted to request something for Touya.

I don't know I'd you are up to date with the manga ( I sure am not, so no spoilers, don't worry) but I want to have some fluff angst so XD

Could you please write about Touya meeting his childhood friend and best friend ( an old crush maybe) again after the war, please?

Thank you!

Ashes - Dabi x f!Reader

I hope you like it, please let me know on why you think!

Masterlist

he city lay in ruins, a testament to the cataclysmic battles that had torn it apart. Fires still smoldered in the wreckage, a stark reminder of the chaos that had ensued. Among the rubble and ash, survivors wandered aimlessly, their eyes reflecting the trauma and loss they had endured. Touya, better known to the world as Dabi, lurked in the shadows, his charred skin and vacant stare marking him as a relic of past horrors.

He hadn't expected to survive. After all he had done, he wasn't sure he wanted to. Yet here he was, hiding among the debris, searching for... what? Redemption? Closure? He wasn't sure anymore. The war had taken everything from him—his family, his purpose, his humanity.

Dabi crouched in the remnants of an old warehouse, the dark interior a welcome refuge from the outside world. He kept to the corners, avoiding the light that streamed through the broken windows. He knew he was being hunted. The heroes wouldn't stop until they had captured or killed him. He didn't blame them.

Suddenly, a noise outside caught his attention. Footsteps, hesitant and light, crunching over the debris. He tensed, ready to flee or fight, when a voice—a soft, familiar voice—called out, "Touya? Are you here?"

He froze. It couldn't be. He crept closer to the source of the voice, peering through a crack in the wall. There, amid the wreckage, stood Y/N. She was older, of course, her hair longer and her eyes carrying the weight of the years, but it was undeniably her.

"Y/N," he whispered to himself, his heart aching at the sight of her.

She wandered through the debris, looking lost but determined. "Touya, if you're here, please come out. I need to see you."

He wanted to run, to hide further, but something in her voice—desperation, maybe hope—compelled him to step out of the shadows. "Y/N," he said, his voice rough and unfamiliar to his own ears.

She turned sharply, her eyes widening in shock and relief. "Touya!" she cried, rushing toward him. She stopped short, inches away, her eyes scanning his scarred face, his burnt skin. "It's really you."

"It's me," he confirmed, his voice barely more than a whisper. "But I'm not the same."

She reached out, her hand hovering near his cheek, hesitant to touch the burn scars. "I know," she said softly. "But you're still here. That's what matters."

He stepped back, shaking his head. "You don't understand, Y/N. I'm not the person you knew. I've done terrible things. Hurt people. Killed people."

"And you think that means you don't deserve to be cared about? To be loved?" she asked, her voice breaking.

He looked away, unable to meet her gaze. "I don't deserve anything."

Silence stretched between them, heavy and suffocating. Finally, Y/N spoke, her voice soft but firm. "We all make mistakes, Touya. Some bigger than others. But that doesn't mean we can't try to make things right. That doesn't mean we can't be forgiven."

He laughed, a harsh, bitter sound. "Forgiven? By whom? My family? The people I've hurt? They'd rather see me dead."

"Maybe," she conceded, taking a step closer. "But I'm not them. I remember the boy who used to bring me flowers from his mother's garden. The boy who would defend his friends no matter the cost. That boy is still in there somewhere. And I forgive you. Believe it or not your family loves you, and they’re worried sick about you”

Her words broke something inside him, the dam he had built around his heart crumbling. He sank to his knees, the weight of his guilt and sorrow pressing down on him. Y/N knelt beside him, wrapping her arms around him, holding him as he wept.

For a long time, they stayed like that, two broken souls finding solace in each other's presence. When his tears finally subsided, he looked at her, really looked at her, and saw the flicker of hope in her eyes.

"Why?" he asked, his voice raw. "Why are you here?"

"Because you need someone," she said simply. "And because I care about you."

He closed his eyes, the simple truth of her words piercing through his defenses. "I don't know if I can ever be whole again," he admitted.

"Maybe not," she said softly. "But we can try. Together."

He nodded, a small, tentative smile tugging at his lips. For the first time in a long time, he felt a glimmer of something he thought he'd lost forever: hope. With Y/N by his side, maybe, just maybe, he could find a way to heal.

As they sat there, amidst the ruins of the past, a fragile new beginning took root. It wouldn't be easy, and the road ahead would be fraught with challenges. But for now, in this moment, Touya allowed himself to believe in the possibility of redemption, and the power of forgiveness.

[keigosstarlight]

Pairing: Dabi x GN!Reader

Warnings: NSFW/18+, kidnapping, captive darling, noncon & dubcon, BJ, head pushing/guiding, mind break(?) (reader is sympathetic after a bit), praise & degradation, calling reader "pet," reader calls Dabi "Touya," burning, punishments.

Wordcount: <1000 (700+)

Summary: A.U. where Dabi kidnaps you after he's killed Endeavor.

A/N: This is the first fanfic that I've ever shared. 🫣 I also don't write a lot anymore, so I'm hoping it's decent enough. This was originally a fem reader, but I wanted to be more inclusive, so apologies if I missed anything! I read this like eight times, but shit happens. My brain is fried and I wrote this in like an hour.

You resisted when Dabi kidnapped you, but after that first night when he punished you, you decided it wasn’t worth it. He had fucked you senseless, face buried the mattress as your tears stained the sheets. The fading burn on your hip is a constant reminder how he held you despite your pleas, the stinging sensation of the flesh now numb in your memories since your brain forcibly detached. The events are fuzzy at best and completely hidden at worst.

Besides, he treats you well enough, rewarding your obedience with some new clothes that you were sure were more for his eyes than your own happiness, your own toiletries, and a cute little collar with a “T” on it. Of course, if he takes you anywhere, they have to know you belong to someone. He even gave you your own bedroom to retreat to. Sure, he barged in sometimes and invited himself to your bed, but his heat was a comfort now. When you woke up to his palm pressed to your stomach as he held you close, it was almost enough to make you forget.

Every day, you watched the news with him while they replayed his video, time and time again. You heard the details of how his father abandoned him, that his father only married his mother for what her quirk could provide - every single day. After so long of hearing about that abuse, of seeing the anger in his face every time the number one hero showed up, one day you felt you couldn’t be mad at him anymore. Despite Endeavor being dead now, it wasn’t enough to soothe that fire in his heart. You felt sympathy for his broken childhood.

You hated it, and yet, for some reason, the way he looks at you makes your heart skip today.

"Why are you looking at me like that, Touya?"

Dabi gives a teasing smirk, his gaze still glued to your body as he replies, "Because I can, sweetheart. Is there an issue?"

"No." 

You’re so confused, but you can’t deny how badly you want him. You fight the urge to move closer, but as hard as you wrestle with it, you give in, scooting inch by inch closer to him on the sofa until your hand comes to rest on his cheek. Your thighs brush together, the warmth is all so familiar.

"I've missed your touch, Touya."

Surprise flashes in his eyes at the affection, but this is what he’s wanted since he claimed you, so he's not questioning a damn thing.

"Good pet, I knew you'd like it." he praises with a smile.

He caresses your cheek as he looks at you with a lustful grin, his touch becoming more daring as he slides his other hand to your inner thigh.

"Now, I want you to make me feel good, and I think you know how."

Your breath hitches as you bite your lip anxiously, but your response is immediate.

"Yes, Touya."

The verbal obedience is enough to make his dick twitch, but when your hands come to help him undo his belt and pants, that's when he knows he’s got you right where he wants you; completely and utterly his - body, mind, and soul. There was no need for restraints, no need for force, to manipulate your body how he wanted. As much as he loved having that power over you, hearing you choke on his cock while you rested your pretty hand on his thigh instead of pushing away screaming was so much better. 

Muffled noises of your pleasure vibrate around his dick as he toys with your nipples, earning a hum of approval from your captor. Your sweet tongue swirling around the head of his cock makes his eyes roll back. He places a hand to the back of your head, gently guiding you up and down as he lets out sighs of bliss. His attention is locked on you while you take every inch of him, pubes tickling your face, his scent filling your nose as you gag for a moment before he lets you back up.

"Good fuckin' pet." He grunts, head rolled back on the couch’s back.

He fucks your mouth at a steady pace, hips thrusting upwards as your mouth slides over him. Once, twice, three times, he spurts down your throat and you swallow every drop of the salty cum with a slight cringe. Though you’re much more willing now, it doesn't make the taste any better. You wipe your mouth with the back of your hand, shifting on your knees as you look up at him panting softly as you catch your breath. His eyes flutter, his palm reaching to caress your cheek, a smirk coming over his face.

“So obedient, so submissive. You finally know your place.”

[urcrowley]

Floral Flame

— Florist!Touya X Reader —

(NO QUIRKS AU , I NEED TO HEAL 🤚🤚🤚)

YOGiNotes: I can’t believe I’m writing this but here we are!! We need more male reader fics guys.. I feel left out /j

(EVERYONE LITERALLY DRAGGED ME TO THE DABI BRAINROT!1!1! STOP THIS MADNESSSSSS)

Completely made this in a rush and out of boredom! I apologize for any spelling and/or grammar mistakes. It is a bit short for my liking but I do hope you still enjoy! 🙏

Warnings: some swearing ig (?) ; very unfunny author ; angst will cook soon (not in this chapter though….)

“My flower…”

Y/N muttered to himself, staring at the now-wilted flower. With a gentle touch, he reached out and tapped one of the fragile petals, watching as it detached from the wilting bloom and fell to the ground.

“I should probably ask that old hag for some advice again, huh?”

He was talking about the older yet amicable woman who ran the flower shop just a few blocks away from his apartment. He regretted not remembering her name. With a less-than-careful tug, Y/N detached his backpack from the corner where it had been gathering dust and carelessly dumped its contents onto the bed, each item making a soft thump sound as it hit the mattress. Y/N cautiously placed the flower pot into his bag once everything was out and grabbed a random coat from the rack beside the door. As he walked out, he tried to tie his shoes while keeping up with his pace.

Almost causing himself to fall.

Well, almost.

He strolled over to his locked bicycle, hopping on it shortly. He rode his bicycle to the shop. But when he arrived..

He was not greeted to the usual ‘good day’ of the kind old woman; rather, a man who didn’t look too far off his own age.

‘This guy definitely listens to mcr..’

Y/N thought to himself, as he waved at the guy. Putting up a front, smiling politely.

“Excuse me? Do you know where—“

“She’s not here today.”

…okay, rude?

“Oh.. When will she—“

“Next week.”

This guy was getting on Y/N’s nerves if he was being completely honest.

“Who are you anyways?”

Y/N was only met with silence and a cold blank stare. He stared back because— well, to be Frank, he didn’t know what else to do.

“I work here.”

“That doesn’t answer my question.”

He could hear the man click his tongue in annoyance.

“I don’t have to answer to you,” he rolled his eyes, “now, do you need help with anything or something?”

“Is that how you usually treat your customers?”

“…yeah? So what?”

“Nothing, just saying it’s a big.. contrast to what I’m used to.”

The man's gaze fixed on Y/N with a steely glare, his eyes narrowing as if affronted by Y/N's audacity to utter such a statement. “Whatever.. just tell me what you need so we can be done here.”

“Right.. so um..”

Y/N withdrew the flower from his backpack and gingerly placed it on the counter of the checkout. He then glanced up at the man, a sheepish smile playing on his lips.

“I don’t know what went wrong.. I did what I was told and kept managing my watering time..”

Dabi, as indicated by his nametag, meticulously examined the flower, leaning closer to get a better look. It was clear the flower was already dead, leaving him to ponder Y/N's actions beforehand. Y/N, however, contemplated if Dabi was thinking something profound like 'this plant hadn't received the precise amount of water it required,' or if it was something stupid simple and meaningless like ‘I wonder what I’ll have for dinner later.’

Jokes on him, Dabi was thinking of both.

Dabi let out a sigh and rolled up his sleeves, revealing the tattoos on his arms. Y/N was tempted to take a peek, but quickly reminded himself not to be nosy. However, despite his best efforts to focus, he couldn't help but sneak a quick glance at the intricate ink designs on Dabi's skin.

‘Shittt.. that’s sick.’

Y/N thought before quickly snapping out of it.

“Did you make sure your flower gets enough sunlight every day?”

“…what?”

“Your flower?? Gets sunlight?? Hello??”

“……”

Dabi slowly shifted his gaze towards Y/N, his face betraying a mixture of disbelief and surprise. His expression seemed to convey a silent question, as if wondering what on earth Y/N was even doing to this poor plant.

“Are you fucking with me right now?”

“…no.”

The two stared at each other…

After a moment of silence, Y/N spoke up again. “How was I supposed to know this flower needed sunlight?”

“Google exists.”

“I’m a busy man!”

“Busy doing what? Being uneducated?”

DAMN, that hurt more that it was supposed to.

“Okay.. okay, it’s a dumb mistake on my part. Can I buy another one to try again?” Y/N puts his hands on his hips, waiting for Dabi’s answer. “Well.. I don’t have a choice I guess.” Dabi said, the sound of defeat evident in his tone. He walked away to find the same flower as Y/N stood there.

Y/N found himself strangely familiar with the odd man before him. There was something about him that he couldn't quite pinpoint, and it frustrated him. Crossing his arms in annoyance, Y/N observed Dabi carefully examining the flower selection. He realized maybe he should cut the newbie some slack since he just started working here after all.

Dabi finally located the specific flower Y/N had requested and assisted in transferring it to a fresh pot. He then helped Y/N carefully tuck the potted flower into the latter's backpack, gently securing it in place.

“Thanks, I appreciated the help.”

“Ugh, please never come back.”

Y/N snorted at that, almost unable to hold his laughter. He handed his payment to Dabi, and waved goodbye.

“Unfortunately for you, new guy, I’m a regular here!”

He said as he walked out of the store.

Dabi— no, Touya exhaled a frustrated sigh once that idiot guy was gone. He hated working at the flower shop but knew he had no choice. His current situation forced him to hide, and this job was a means to keep a low profile. He longed for a better life, but for now, he was stuck here in this cramped shop, surrounded by fragrant blooms.

Welp, that’s the life of a man on the run he supposed..

YEEEE HE HAS EDGY BACKSTORY WOAHH 🫵🫵😮😮😮😮

This chapter is just me trying to get the idea out of my head, I swear I’ll cook better in the next one ☹️☹️☹️💥💥💥💥

This was supposed to be an artwork idea but I couldn’t really draw rn

Also, mind you, I’m posting this at 3AM in my timezone, PLEASE PLEASE EXCUSE THE BADWRITIGNNFNF 😭😭😭😭

(I am ashamed of myself 😞)

[thesakuragarnet]

Pent-Up (TouKei Quirkless College AU)

Summary: Touya and Keigo are long-distance and going through a dry spell.

THIS WORK IS 18+ ONLY! S3XUAL TAGS WILL BE HIDDEN BELOW THE KEEP READING BUTTON!

Non-Spicy Tags: DabiHawks, College AU, No Quirks AU, long-distance relationship, fluff, light angst, smut, making out, swearing, idiots in love, teasing

Word Count: 3,462 words

AO3 link

Spicy tags: explicit s3xual content, sub bottom Dabi, dom top Hawks, aftercare, a n a l s3x, masturb8tion in the shower, shower s3x, n!ppleplay, bl0wjobs

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Touya missed Keigo. There was nothing else to it. He missed his dumb, adorable laugh. He missed the way his eyes sparkled with flecks of gold in the sunlight. He missed the way that they fell into the same rhythm of steps when they walked side by side. He missed the way that they would sit on opposite sides of the room, not saying anything, simply enjoying each other’s company. He missed the way his lips curled into a smile filled to the brim with love when he caught him staring. But most of all, he missed his touch. He missed the way his hand fit perfectly in his. He missed the way his soft lips pressed against his neck. He even missed Keigo waking him up in the middle of the night because he’d accidentally stolen all the blankets in his sleep. Touya missed Keigo. 

And at this very moment, Touya can’t bring himself to concentrate on his professor’s lecture. It had been a month. A whole month of not seeing each other. Touya and Keigo were high school sweethearts, graduating from UA high school and choosing to continue dating long-distance when Keigo had to go back to Kyushu to take care of his mom. Touya was enrolled at Kyoto University, which was about a six-hour train ride away. Despite everything, they’d made it work. They traded off, visiting one another every other weekend, but they hadn’t gone this long without visiting in years . It hadn’t seemed to put any strain on their relationship, but, nonetheless, it was annoying. To Touya, it was more than annoying. It was gut-wrenching. He needed Keigo…especially with how the past few weeks had been going. Everything was crashing down on him. His last round of exams had thoroughly kicked his ass, he’d lost sleep from the stress, and he’d gotten in a minimum of ten fights with his parents over the phone. The stress and exhaustion were making him feel physically sick. His brain is filled with white noise as he tries to process literally anything his professor is saying. All of it goes in one ear and out the other. All he can think about is Keigo. They’re supposed to meet up at a halfway point tonight to get dinner, and each tick of the clock on the wall is driving him insane. He’s dividing the time in his head, counting the minutes, seconds, and hours. Suddenly, his phone screen lights up beside his open notebook on the desk, and Touya sharply inhales when he sees the familiar nickname crawl across the screen. Frantically, he opens the text message.

Kei: hey…something came up at the hospital. They need me to work an extra shift. I’m so sorry, T, but I’ll have to rain-check this one.

Touya’s world comes crashing down around him, and he feels his chest getting tight. This was the only thing that had kept him going all week, and now it was ripped from his hands. Who knew when they were going to get to see each other again? Two more weeks? Four more weeks? Touya can’t stand it. He wants to be angry; part of him is angry, but he knows it isn’t his fault. He swallows his sigh of disappointment as he sinks into the chair, wishing he could continue to sink into the ground until he was away from everyone and everything. Touya barely even registers when class is over until he blinks, realizing that he’s the only one left in the room. His heart aches and his throat hurts as he feels tears welling up in his eyes, and he sloppily gathers his belongings before storming out of the classroom. He stops dead in his tracks when he looks out the window and sees the torrential downpour, realizing he’d forgotten his umbrella. 

…

The walk to his apartment from campus was about thirty minutes, and Touya trudged through the pouring rain with a scowl painted on his face. He’s freezing, soaked to the bone, and more desperate than he’s ever felt. He’d needed a nice weekend with Keigo. He’d been craving the feeling of Keigo’s strong arms wrapping around him, keeping him safe and snug. He’d been longing for Keigo’s blissfully amorous touch that would make him forget about all of his problems. Now, his weekend is just going to be filled with emptiness. He’ll probably just heat up one of his dwindling cans of ramen, eat the same thing for three days in a row, stay inside all day, curled up in a blanket, wishing that Kyushu would’ve offered a program that he could transfer to. He’d have no excuse not to answer his phone if his mother called, badgering him about making any friends, which he still hadn’t. Touya was a loner…except when he was with Keigo. His phone vibrates incessantly in his pocket as he sees his apartment complex come into view. For a fleeting moment, hope stirs in his gut, and he tears it out…only to see that it’s his father calling. He grits his teeth as the vibration stops, only to start again almost instantly. He stalks into the building, fumbling for his keys as he stomps up the stairs to his floor. The third time the phone jolts against his leg, Touya snaps. As he storms to his door and jams the keys into the lock, he answers the phone. 

“I DON’T WANNA FUCKING TALK RIGHT NOW!” He snaps angrily, his voice cracking as he violently shoves the door open. The second he steps inside and lifts his head, he sees Keigo standing in the middle of his living room, holding a bouquet of rindo flowers, looking extremely concerned. Touya drops his phone as he stares at Keigo, open-mouthed in total shock. He feels faint. Keigo is here . Keigo is here here. In his apartment. 

“Uh…surprise?” Keigo laughs nervously, not sure what to make of his frazzled, sopping-wet boyfriend as the awkward silence is permeated by the faint irate screams of Touya’s father blasting from the phone. Slowly, the white-haired man processes the scene before him, taking note of the cinnamon candle burning on the table between two freshly made plates of yakitori. Touya picks up his phone, promptly hanging up on his father as he turns around and closes the door, pressing his hands flat against the wood as he stares at the ground. He takes a few deep breaths, trying to calm down and decide which emotion to choose. Moments before, he was angry enough to smash something, and now, everything he wanted is right behind him. If Keigo knew how shitty he’d been feeling, he probably wouldn’t have tricked him like this. In truth, Touya hasn't been as open lately. He didn’t want Keigo to feel bad about having to constantly cancel their time together. But…

“You fucking liar ,” Touya laughs light-heartedly as he turns around, pointing a fake accusatory finger at his boyfriend as he feels his anger melting away. Keigo seems to silently sigh in relief as he shrugs sheepishly, holding the flowers out to him.

“Sorry. I shouldn’t have tricked you. Seems like you haven’t been having the best day,” Keigo mutters apologetically as Touya takes the flowers. 

“It’s the best day, now ,” Touya grins, drinking in the familiar scent of his favorite flower, picking up the faint whiffs of his boyfriend’s cologne mixed in. He’s so full of intense relief at this moment that it’s almost painful. The heartache he’d been experiencing for weeks is fading. On instinct, he walks forward, opening his arms to pull Keigo into a hug, but the blonde steps back and laughs nervously as he puts his hands up. 

“Whoa, there, loverboy. I promise I’ll give you the biggest hug in the universe but you may wanna get out of those wet clothes before you catch a cold,” Keigo sneers, and Touya rolls his eyes, huffing and wiping away the strands of white hair that are plastered to his forehead from the rain. He suddenly becomes very aware of how cold he keeps his apartment, and the chill sends an uncomfortable shiver through his body in combination with his soaked clothes. 

“Lemme jump in the shower real quick before dinner,” Touya mutters, leaving his bag on the floor as he heads to the bathroom. 

…

He still can’t believe Keigo is here . He can’t remember the last time they were alone in his apartment. The last couple of times they’d gotten together, they met at a halfway point. Keigo hadn’t spent the night over in ages . In fact, Touya had almost forgotten that he still had a key. He’d been so pent-up over the past couple of weeks. He’d craved Keigo’s touch. He’d craved Keigo’s voice in his ear, breathing down his neck. As Touya stands in the steaming shower, he zones out, daydreaming about his lover. A soft sigh breezes past his lips as he imagines Keigo pinning him to his bed, staring into his eyes through the thrusts, planting soft kisses on his lips that harshly contrast with the rough sex. Touya feels light-headed as the blood surges from his brain to between his legs, and one of his hands ghosts over his erection as he slowly strokes himself. 

“ Keigo ,” Touya moans under his breath, eyelids fluttering closed as he braces himself against the wall, his back pressing against the cool tile as his brain fills with his boyfriend’s groans of pleasure. 

“ Oh, fuck ,” He whimpers, his other hand grasping at his pec, digging his fingernails into his skin the same way that Keigo does. His back arches as a chill runs down his spine, and he inhales the steam as the warm water trickles down his face. Touya doesn’t hear Keigo enter the bathroom over the water and his own pleasured noises; he hadn’t realized how loud he’d gotten. Keigo strips down, a smile playing at his lips as he listens to his partner fantasizing. He’d missed the sweet sounds he made; Keigo had missed the way he felt pressed up against Touya… inside him. With a mischievous grin, he pulls the shower curtain back, and Touya almost jumps, turning white as a ghost. His rock-hard cock throbs in his hand. 

“Having fun without me?” Keigo asks innocently, taking in the scene in front of him as he steps into the shower. Touya can’t find the words as Keigo puts his hands on the wall, each one on either side of his head.

“I truly wonder…,” Keigo hums, eyes scanning up and down his lover’s slightly-toned body. Their bodies are separated by only mere inches, cocks twitching with just barely enough space to avoid one another. “How long we both can make it without touching?”

Keigo’s voice is sickeningly teasing, on the verge of taunting with a slightly sadistic air. Touya’s heart is racing, and, for a moment, he feels faint. Keigo was thoroughly in shape, and the sight of his bulging biceps as he presses his hands against the wall is enough for Touya to bite his lip. He wants Keigo all over him. He wants him to use him up until they’re both puddles of pleasure, and then he just wants to fall asleep snuggled up in his arms while Keigo whispers sweet nothings in his ear. 

“Can you do something for me, baby?” Keigo croons, and Touya practically dissolves into the floor at the pet name. He gulps, nodding wordlessly as they’re locked in an intense staring contest. Blue absorbed into gold. 

“I’m going to kiss you. But. The first person to touch the other loses,” The blonde proposes. 

“What happens if you win?” Touya raises his eyebrow. 

“Bragging rights,” Keigo shrugs, “It’s just something a little different. Something to really snap the tension.” 

“Okay,” Touya stammers, wishing he could rip the fucking tension in half. He can hardly take it. He’s on the verge of begging.

A smirk plays at Keigo’s lips and, slowly , he closes his eyes, leans in, and kisses Touya. It takes everything inside Touya not to moan like a whore into his boyfriend’s mouth. Keigo’s kisses are incredibly addicting. His touch is a drug that Touya can’t get enough of. The white-haired man’s eyes flutter shut as he kisses him back; the soft, innocent sounds of their lips colliding in intermittent bursts are inaudible beneath the water. 

“Missed you…so much…,” Keigo breathes between kisses, and Touya echoes his words before desperately flicking his tongue at Keigo’s bottom lip. The blonde chuckles before teasing with a short, returning glide across his boyfriend’s top lip, and Touya’s eyes roll back into his head. He wants to grab Keigo. To pull him so close. He wants skin-to-skin contact. He wants savage passion. He wants Keigo . Touya desperately sucks on Keigo’s bottom lip, gently taking it between his teeth and pulling, as if silently pleading. Keigo exhales sharply through his nose, as if trying to restrain himself from railing Touya into next week. He shudders as he effortlessly slips his tongue into his boyfriend’s mouth, making him moan like a bitch in heat. Touya almost seems surprised with himself at the noise, but he doesn’t let that distract him for very long as he focuses on how Keigo’s tongue traces against his own. Restrained, low whimpers muffle in Touya’s throat as he fights the urge to crumble into a pleading, horny mess. The sounds are music to Keigo’s ears, and it gets him even more riled up. Steam from the water fills the shower, fogging up the mirror and the entire bathroom.

Keigo’s the one who breaks first when he feels Touya moan his name into his mouth, tasting sweeter than honey; he grabs Touya’s shoulders, startling him. 

“You win,” Keigo laughs under his breath as he takes a step forward, ripping a moan from Touya’s throat as their cocks rub against one another. A small stream of curses falls from the blonde’s lips as his calloused hands slowly travel down Touya’s body, fingernails lightly tracing against his skin, sending shivers down his spine. Touya kisses Keigo with a fervor, water droplets clinging to his eyelashes as the water cascades down their bodies. 

“ Fuck me ,” Touya whines between sloppy lip locks as Keigo’s fingers tenderly ghost over his nipples. They’d been together so long, they’d memorized all of each other’s weak points. 

“Not yet,” Keigo answers, borderline impatient, as if he’s trying to convince himself. Deliberately, he pinches Touya’s nipples between his fingers, making his boyfriend curse and writhe against the wall. The movement increases the friction between their cocks, forcing moans out of both of them. Keigo starts to bend down before he presses his lips to one of his nipples, swirling his tongue around and around before carefully taking it between his teeth. Touya softly cries out, eyelids fluttering as one of his hands finds its way into Keigo’s hair, combing through the damp blonde locks. 

“ Kei ,” Touya gasps as his cock throbs, aching for more stimulation than the fleeting feeling of Keigo’s length. Keigo’s stare is full of lust as he traces kisses down his body, knees bending until they hit the tile of the shower floor. Touya’s eyes fly open, and he looks down to see Keigo kneeling before him, staring at his cock with a hungry gaze. 

“ Please, please, please ,” Touya finds himself begging before it even registers in his head, and Keigo’s lips curl into a devious smirk. 

“You don’t have to beg, T. I’ve been thinking about this all day,” Keigo huffs before he licks up and down Touya’s cock. Touya drags his hands down his face, leaning his head back against the wall to moan in ecstasy as Keigo takes him all the way into his mouth. It takes an uncomfortable amount of self-control for Touya not to greedily thrust. He wants more. He wants it forever . Keigo’s eyes water as he fights his gag reflex, pushing forward until his nose is pressing into Touya’s flesh. Keigo reaches into the basket of various shower gels and other bottles beside them, and Touya realizes he’s looking for the lube. 

“W-wait, wait, wait,” Touya stutters, breathing hard as he gently pushes Keigo off of him. Keigo coughs, sputtering under the water, and Touya promptly turns the pressure off. The air is still thick with steam. He reaches up into the top shelf and hands Keigo a bottle. Immediately, the blonde resumes deepthroating his lover as he opens the bottle and slathers it on his fingers. Touya’s voice breaks as he cries out, and Keigo works two fingers inside him, slowly massaging in circles. 

“ God, don’t stop ,” Touya begs, his mouth hanging open, and his moans bounce off the walls without background noise to mask them. The lewd sounds of Keigo slurping and sucking turn him on even more. Touya feels his whole body practically melt, and as his muscles relax and give in, Keigo presses a third finger inside. 

“Almost ready for me, baby?” Keigo grunts as he pulls back to take a breath, pressing a slutty kiss to Touya’s tip. 

“I want you so bad,” Touya answers, his voice sounding horribly desperate. Keigo starts to spread the lube over his throbbing length as he tries his best not to break. Seeing Touya getting off feels so good. 

“Lemme know if I’m too rough,” Keigo insists as he rises, and Touya promptly turns to face the wall, putting his hands against it as he spreads his legs. Keigo’s heart flutters seeing Touya in such a horny frenzy. It had been too long. The moment he starts pushing inside, Touya becomes a stuttering, begging mess. Touya’s breath comes out in choked sobs as he becomes completely absorbed in the pleasure, turning his head to press his cheek into the cool tile of the shower wall. His tongue slightly lolls out of his mouth as his panting makes wisps in the steam with every roll of Keigo’s hips. 

“ God , you’re so fucking sexy,” The blonde huffs as he leans forward, gently pressing his teeth into the side of Touya’s neck. The white-haired man whines, lips trembling as his legs shake and Keigo picks up his rhythm. Every thrust wrecks him so beautifully. His nerves feel like they’re on fire, and his emotions are intensely flaring throughout his body. The aching emptiness he’d been feeling for weeks has been replaced with overflowing passion. The two feel like they’ve been brought back to life…as if they’re breathing clean air after drowning for so long. 

“ Kei , Kei, ah~” He moans, his breath hitching when he feels his lover reach around and wrap a hand around his twitching cock. Keigo plants deep kisses on Touya’s neck, hungrily sucking on his skin. Their pleasured noises blend together in a beautiful harmony, echoing off of the walls and resonating in the bathroom acoustics. Keigo mutters Touya’s name under his breath, eyelids fluttering as he feels the familiar buildup in the pit of his stomach. 

“Close,” He murmurs swiftly into the nape of Touya’s neck, and his answer is a sudden jolt of his lover’s body as he orgasms without warning. The way his insides squeeze around Keigo sends him over the edge, and he harshly bites Touya’s shoulder as he empties into him. Within a few moments, Keigo slows his hips to a halt, and they remain still and shaking, breathing hard in the damp, warm bathroom. 

“I fucking love you,” Touya stammers, stumbling over his words as he tries to regain his composure. 

“I love you, too,” Keigo whispers sweetly, planting a gentle kiss on the bite mark he left. 

…

…

With full stomachs and full hearts, Touya and Keigo are now cuddled up on Touya’s twin mattress. Touya rests his head on Keigo’s bare chest, listening intently to his familiar heartbeat as Keigo traces small circles on his back with his fingertips. 

“I vote we never go that long without seeing each other ever again,” Touya chuckles half-heartedly, and Keigo sighs. 

“I second that…but you know I can’t promise it. You’ve got, what. One more year? Then you graduate and can move to Kyushu with me,” Keigo yawns groggily before adding “Then we have to put up with seeing each other more often than ever.” 

“I think I’ll be okay with that,” Touya smiles, wrapping his arms around Keigo’s middle and nuzzling into his pecs. “How’d you even manage to be away for the whole weekend?”

“I bribed Rumi to watch Tomie. She owes me, and she was doing some motivational summit in town anyway,” Keigo replies. 

“Remind me to thank her,” Touya murmurs as his eyelids start to droop. Keigo kisses the top of his boyfriend’s head as they both fall asleep in each other’s arms.

[sluts4shigaraki]

BACK TO SCHOOL!

CW ♡ Oral (m!receiving)

Pairing ♡ tomura shigaraki/f!reader

Word count ♡ 1,200

minors/ageless blogs DNI ♡ you will be blocked

A/N ♡ I am SOO fuckin sorry about this late ass update. Things have been a touch difficult for me lately and I’m so glad people are still into it. Thanks for the support <3

Tags ♡ @klxoewy @cosmicbreathe @gloomysel @yoongiigolden @thehaplessfool @tomura-complex @sabbriina

DAY SIX

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Tomura wakes up in your bed. At this point it’s only fair. You’re still asleep, which is fine, he always finds you so incredibly beautiful when you sleep. It’s mesmerizing.

This time, he stays with you for longer than he has before. Lazily running his fingers through your hair, he watches you. Your chest slowly rising and falling, your bed head, the way soft snores escape your lightly parted lips. There was no way of knowing how much time had passed before you woke up. Stretching, you nuzzle into his chest, grumbling.

“Don’t wan’ move,” you feel his chest move when he laughs. Tomura’s hand runs along your skin gently, wherever he can reach. “We have class today too, don’t we?”

“Yeah… I know. I didn’t tutor you yesterday. Fuck. I just realized,” he rubs his hand across his face, suddenly remembering he was supposed to be teaching you. He couldn’t help it. It’s also your fault, he can’t think with his dick inside you, and you begged him for it. That was something that ran through his mind when he laid next to you, holding you as you slept. You begged for him, you wanted him, needed him. No one has ever done any of that, not even as a friend. He had Touya, but that was entirely different. It made him melt.

“S’okay. You did it a lot when we started,” you close your eyes, hoping to lay on his chest forever.

“We have four hours. We should really cram, your test is tomorrow, isn’t it?” Fuck. It was tomorrow. Slightly panicked, you sit up, pulling your clothes from last night off the floor and onto your body. Tomura follows suit, albeit slower than you. For the next three hours, Tomura tries to make up for lost time. He did a good job, you were positive about that. Anxiety still sat in the pit of your stomach. You were so caught up in Tomura, you forgot the reason he was around you initially.

“Please tell me you got all that,” he pinches the bridge of his nose. “I fucked up, I’m sorry. It’s just… you are so distracting. In a good way. Everything about you,” he was looking away from you, his face red. Tomura fucked you last night, how were you still making him nervous?

Walking to and from class, Tomura kept a firm grip on your hand. It made you feel protected. From the looks of him, you thought he was a scrawny guy, but his baggy clothes covered how strong he actually was. Having him around made you feel safe, even if there was no reason for you to be scared. You knew, no matter what, he’d be there.

You answered more questions and understood more than what you did before, thankfully. Even though you had skipped out on a few days, what Tomura did teach you had stuck.

Finally, when the class ended, you followed behind Tomura, hand in his.

“Hey! Crusty ass!” Tomura stopped dead in his tracks and sighed, throwing his head back.

“Touya,” he replied, not bothering to turn around. You, however, turned to look. Touya approached quickly, sly smirk decorating his face.

“So this is your little friend,“ he leans down to face you. His breath smelled like cigarettes. Touya was pretty to look at, but he felt so artificial. Before you could react, he grabbed your hand, kissing the top of it. As soon as it happened, Tomura had a rough, firm grip on Touya’s hand, tearing it away from yours.

“Hands off,” the face Tomura was making would’ve frightened you before. Now it just felt protective. “You don’t touch what’s mine. You know that.”

Tomura was more possessive than you thought. It made you squeeze your thighs together, eagerly awaiting to be alone with him again.

“Calm down, calm down, she’s yours,” Touya chuckles, pulling his hand away. “Pretty though, I’m a little jealous.“

“What do you want?” It was more of a statement than a question. You’ve never seen him like this, but you weren’t exactly bothered by it.

“Just wanna meet your one and only,” Touya shows his teeth, scaring you in a way you didn’t think he could. “If you ever wanna be with a real man-“ he was cut off, Tomura grabbing the collar of his shirt and yanking him forward, putting them face to face.

“Fuck. Off,” despite the clear expression of rage on Tomura’s face, it didn’t seem to affect Touya at all.

“Alright, I’m gone. I’ll see you later. Unless you’re… busy,” he laughs as he turns away, hands in his pocket.

“I’m sorry,” he says, wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you close as you walked away together.

“Don’t be.”

You could’ve waited. The building your dorm was in wasn’t that far away. Yet, here you were, pulling Tomura into a small alleyway between buildings and falling to your knees.

“W-what are you… we’re gonna get caught,” he mumbles, the bright red on his face contrasting his pale skin. All that did was make you want him more. You quickly pulled his jeans down, enough to pull his cock out, already getting hard.

“Doesn’t seem like you care all that much,” you smirk up at him, licking a slow stripe from the base to the tip. Tomura’s hand flew to your hair, the firm grip making you gasp. Taking the tip into your mouth, you sucked gently, earning a low groan from him.

“F-fuck…” Tomura pressed his head against the wall, chest heaving. This was better than any fantasy he had of you. You pushed your head further, glancing up at Tomura. He met your eyes, panting. “P-please, let me… let me just move,” you didn’t need him to finish his sentence. He was struggling to think, much less speak. You nodded, and his grip tightened as he let his hips thrust slowly into your mouth. Relaxing, you felt the tip of his dick hit the back of your throat, making you gag. His dick throbbed in response, his cute whimpers and gasps made heat pool in your gut. Hand sneaking into your pants, you made slow circle on your clit, already wet with slick. His thrusts sped up, making you choke, drool pooling at the sides of your mouth. “L-looks so pretty,” he mumbles. You sped up your pace, playing with your clit, every thrust into your mouth getting you closer. It wasn’t long till his thrust got erratic, drooling and moaning. Even though he was worried you’d be caught earlier, it was pushed to the wayside.

Your mouth was so warm, so wet, your throat was so tight. Tomura couldn’t think, he could barely breathe. How you made him this way was a mystery.

“G-gonna cum, swallow, please, be good f-for me,” he groaned, pulling your head till you were pressed into his patch of white hair. Cum spilled into your throat, with how far his dick was down your throat, you had no choice but to swallow. Tomura pulled you off, pressing your mouth open, thumb against your tongue.

“Good girl.”

[fuwushiguro]

That’s What You Do, Baby

Day Seventeen: Breath Play | 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

Dabi x f!Reader Genre: Smut Notes: Hurt me daddy! I mean Dabi!Warnings: 18+, dubcon/noncon, hate fucking, vaginal penetration, fingering, possessive Dabi, controlling, jealous, toxic relationship, degradation, daddy kink, dacryphilia, choking, breath play, physical abuse, slapping, somno?? (she passes out for a few minutes n he doesn't stop). Words: 2.1k

Three hair colours and one man. Red. White. Black. You’ve known him through every colour. Every phase. Every event. Maybe that’s why he fucks you like he hates you. It has to be the reason he doesn’t want you but won’t let anyone else have you. There’s nothing you can do about it, either. He expects you to take it. ‘This is what you’re made for’ are popular words of choice and he fucks you brutally and deposits his semen inside your familiar walls. It’s impossible to try and move on too, as if he’d let that happen. Every date you’ve ever had; Touya has managed to intercept it. Nobody wants to be involved with a woman who has baggage. Doesn’t everyone have a little baggage? You can’t blame anyone, though. You certainly wouldn’t want to be attached to anyone that comes with a free psychopath.

And yet, it still didn’t stop you trying one more time.

It failed, spectacularly, of course. You weren’t stupid enough to think you’d get away with going for coffee with another man. That’s it, coffee. The way Touya was behaving, you’d think you were doing a live sex show with him in Amsterdam’s Red Light District. He roughly grabbed your weak, upper arm flesh and pulled you to your feet. He had a parting snarl for your date as well as a few choice words that made you internally cringe.

“She’s spoken for. Get your own whore.”

He really knows how to make you feel like you’re less than nothing.

Red blood turned to ice in your veins as you spotted Touya’s car up the road. His grip on your arm was bruising, you were sure his grasp was already bursting blood vessels and forming his signature, fingertip bruising. There’s no use telling him that he’s hurting you. And it would be even worse to whimper or moan. He’ll make it hurt, more.

It shocks you that the car door isn’t torn from it’s hinges when he rips it open. Even at your quickest possible speed it isn’t enough for him. No, it’s not that, he’s just furious with you. He loves to manhandle you, to scare you, when he’s feeling particularly pissed off. The beautiful blue of his eyes have never looked so dead and devoid of humanity as he stares down at you. Watching eagerly as you strap yourself securely in the passenger seat. He gets a sick kick out of the way you jump when he slams your door shut for you.

Your feet on the floor are all you can bear to observe as your partner strides across the front of the car. It’s impossible to prevent the way your eyes squint at the sound of him opening and closing the door to the driver’s side. He doesn’t buckle his seatbelt. He immediately starts the car.

He wants you, and has no desire to wait a second longer. One large hand ventures into your personal space. One leg spread, angling closer to him. The other he pushes with little care resulting in your knee smacking a little harshly against the car door. You don’t dare say ow, although you instinctively want to.

However what you actually do, although unintentionally, is close your legs completely. He doesn’t look at you, but the aggression flowing throughout his entire being is evident. You’re really testing his patience today, aren’t you? A defiant little thing. Maybe you’re doing it on purpose. Bratting it up so daddy will be rougher with you.

“Open. Now.” he demands, simply.

“There are people, someone might see.” you argue. Getting quite brave, aren’t you? He’s seen this side of you before, but it has been a little while if he recalls correctly. A few months ago, maybe three. So that’s your limit. He’ll fuck the disobedience out of you. If you want to carry on acting like a bitch, he’ll fuck you like one.

“Doll, if you don’t open your God damn legs for me…” it’s calm. Cool and collected, just like him – mostly. He doesn’t need to finish, smirking when he realises you’re legs are already widening for him. Why must he be this way? To prove a point to you, of course. There’s something so delectable about an attractive man driving a car. Touya is no exception. His driving is smooth and controlled, effortless, almost. He looks handsome like this, one hand on the wheel and the other rubbing his lips before his hand slithers towards you and find yours. “Fuck you.” he tells you.

He’s referring to the greeting of your folds rather than a pair of panties on his fingers.

“’m sorry.” you keen.

“Sick. Hear me? Sick in the head. On a first date? Tch.” he tells you. “Cunts wet, too. For him?” he wonders. You’re fighting back tears as disdain lingers in each carefully thought-out word he speaks. He loves it when you cry. You don’t answer him. He didn’t expect you to. All Touya wants, is for you to think about what a stupid little girl you’ve been.

And you are.

You are.

“What was his name?” he asks you as he drags you into his apartment. Does it matter? He’s proven today more than ever that there will never be a chance for you to be in a normal, stable relationship. It’s sex, with him. No strings, with him. And that’s it. No love. No commitment. Just this. It’s not worth answering. You shouldn’t. But…

“At—” before you can answer to completion, you’re being pinned against the nearest wall with Touya’s rough fingers forcing themselves down your throat. He uses his free hand to pinch your nose closed, removing any opportunity for you to inhale oxygen into your system.

“I could kill you for this, y’know?” he hisses, driving his fingers into your wet cavern as far as they will go. “And who’d miss you? Just me. Only because you’re my favourite little hole to fuck.”

You’re clawing desperately at his hands, desperate for the slightest bit of reprieve. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t feel a little guilty when red cracks through the whites of your eyes as you lose your battle with your consciousness. Just a bit more. You deserve this; how could you seek out the company of another man behind his back? It’s the least you’re owed. Take it. Take it. You deserve it… so take it.

It’s a blessing that he does seem to have some form of conscience residing within him. He removes his digits from your lips and observes the way you’ve coated them with your drool. You’re coughing, sputtering and doing all that you can to suck whatever air you can back into your lungs. You know he’s capable of worse, and still, you feel like you’re fighting to survive.

One hand of his find fingers weaved into your locks. He pushes your body back hard against the wall before throwing you to the ground. Resistance is futile when it comes to Touya. That was a lesson you learnt almost instantly. A dour, slow slap strikes the right half of your face. The saliva covering Touya’s fingers transferring coldly to your cheek.

“Slut.” he spits. It’s nothing you haven’t heard before. In fact, it’s all you’ve heard before. “Dirty slut, aren’tcha? Hm? Gonna have to teach you a lesson, yeah?” he concludes.

He yanks at your top, a clear indication that he wants you to remove it. Touya undresses himself at the same time as you. It doesn’t bother him that you’re still wearing your skirt. Your panties are off, anyway. Maybe you did this for him after all. Did you go commando to give him easy access? He stands tall as he removes his trousers and underwear before lingering over you. He drags his fat cockhead up and down your juicy cunt.

He’s only teasin’.

“T-Touya,” you keen, the delicate touches making your head spin. You were stupid to desire another man. Why would you? How could you when you knew deep down nobody could ever compare to Touya.

“Shut up,” he growls. His tip slots nicely inside of your wet walls. His eyes roll over white for a fraction of a second as he adjusts to the feeling of your perfect cunt. It’s as true for him as it is for you. No other hole will ever come close to feeling as good as yours. You’ve got him completely pussy drunk, although he’d never admit it. “’m givin’ it to you. Don’t fucking whine.”

“’m not whining…” you respond. Three little words earn another wet slap across your face. It delights him to see your pathetic lower lip wobble. You jump from one extreme to the other. You’re either a raging bitch or a cry baby.

He licks the tears that spill from your eyes as he bottoms out inside of you. No prep. No warning. Just him. You should be used to it by now, the way his length slides into you and kisses your cervix. Awkward doesn’t begin to cut it when you wrap your arms around his torso and pull him closer towards you. Because that act is apparently reserved for good girls. And even you can admit you haven’t been very good for him. He shoves your arms off him, pinning them above your head.

You wonder if he’s comfortable, because you assuredly are not. The hard wood flood beneath you seems like the worst thing possible for your lower back. You feel as stiff as a board and as sexy as a walrus. His knees can’t be doing much better. They aren’t. But he can ignore the pain; he knows you can’t.

His thrusts are ruthless. Every roll of his hips drives your body further against the wood and makes your eyes leak. But every dramatic, heavy penetration makes your vision cloud. Fuck him. How can he have the audacity to be such a piece of shit and such a good fuck?

“’m close, T-Toouuya ‘m close.” you warn him, as if he didn’t already know. Don’t you think he’s fucked you enough times to know when you’re about to lose your resolve to the perfection of his cock? The tell tale signs or curling toes and fluttering eyelashes give you away easily. But don’t you know? Do you really not know how much your cunt convulses around him when you get closer, and closer? He thought you did it on purpose. Your pulsating walls always drag him near his own premature demise.

Your eyes bulge when you feel agile fingers clench around your throat once more. Oxygen once again huffs out of your brain. You feel your body might be shutting down on you. He said he could kill you. You suppose he really means it this time.

Alas, your time hasn’t come just yet. Just as you were on the brink of passing out he loosened the intensity of the squeeze.

You’re cumming.

You’re cumming.

You’re cumming for him.

It’s not like he’s never choked you before. But not like this. Not when you’ve been on the brink of your climax and desperate to topple over that tantalising edge. He doesn’t think he’s seen a more beautiful sight. He is one hundred percent sure he’s never been closer to prematurely ejaculating with you before. It takes every ounce of will power he has to stop himself from cumming. You came around him, gummy walls threatening to seduce him into following you in your high. But that alone wasn’t what had him using every power he could muster to not cum so quickly. The way your eyes crossed so adorably as you choked beneath his iron clad grip was the sweetest, prettiest thing he’d ever seen. Is that the hardest you’ve ever cum for him? It is. God, when you’re good, you’re really fucking good.

You’re barely a person anymore when he frees your throat and begins humping himself inside of you. Touya knows you aren’t stupid. You make poor choices, but you’re a smart enough girl. So do you really think he’s going to let you drift off into a post-coitus sleep without letting Touya use you as the fuck hole you are?

“Wake up pretty girl.” he snickers as he lightly slaps your face. Three minutes had gone by without response. You must have really needed that. “You came real hard for me there, huh?” he teases. He notices your skin breaking out in goosebumps as he continues to pleasure himself with your sensitive slot.

“Tired,” you admit. Touya shakes his head. His hand is wrapped around your throat once more, applying the same amount of pressure as he had previously as he fucks harshly into you again. It seems Touya’s hands are your brand new necklace, now.

The prettiest thing.

The way you came while getting choked was the prettiest thing he’d ever seen.

It was silly for you to think he was only going to do it once.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 [3]

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witch hunter!Bakugo x witch!reader x witch hunter!Shindo

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2457 words. f!reader

content warnings: toxic family dynamics - physical violence/abuse - gun threat - friends2lovers - arguing

all characters aged up btw

It’s been years. So many years since you’ve seen your brother. A decade. Closer to two. You’d fall to your knees and cry if not for the fact you were completely paralysed from head to toe. He’s in such a sorry state. The beautiful brother you once knew has become more scar than pure flesh. Without thinking your legs begin to carry you closer to him. Everything feels slowed. Your movements. The air. The world.

He's your brother. He won’t mind if you reach out to him. Touya wouldn’t hurt you. You even start to smile when you notice him grinning from ear to ear. You hold your hand out to him; letting him know your intentions as you approach.

Touya is smiling

He’s really smiling.

Everything still feels so airy. Like when you try to run or punch someone during a dream. Your movements feel delayed and like they don’t belong to you.

You’re such a fool.

Like Icarus, you are flying too close to the sun.

“Watch out!” a voice yells behind you. You can’t register who’s it is. But you feel their embrace behind you, attempting to get you out of harms way.

Touya had been revving up, one leg behind the other and a harrowingly stoic facial expression as his palms began to bloom blue flames that you had almost forgotten about. You watched from the ground as you looked around, every birch tree and hedge has been engulfed by the cerulean fire that always made your heart fill with dread.

“NOW—!” you hear, faintly, the voice isn’t coming from Bakugo; who is standing bravely before Touya and preparing to accept his fate. Nor is it coming from your brother, who looks coldly on at the two of you.

Your eyes squint closed as you too prepare to meet whatever awaits you in the afterlife at the hands of your elder brother. But they bolt open again when you feel two large palms encase the sides of your face. Brown eyes almost bulging in a desperate attempt to gain the attention of yours.

Shindo.

“YOU HAVE TO PROTECT US SO DO IT NOW!” his words aren’t making sense to you. But you can see Touya’s flames beginning to burn bigger and brighter. What does he want you to do? Nothing makes sense and you feel so hopeless. Your chest feels tight and you think the chaos and panic will kill you before Touya does. “PROTECT US!”

And then, just like that, you’re reading him loud and clear. You forward roll onto your knees just as Touya blasts everything in his forward path into a blue inferno. He smirks, feeling proud of himself that his mission from his father has been so easy. The smoke begins to clear, so he steps forward. The two men in your company mean nothing to him, nor to Enji. He only cares about you. He’s been given strict instructions to return you to your father: dead or alive. But he stops walking all too suddenly. Cocky smirk turning into a disappointed frown.

“Well isn’t that cute?” he sighs.

You’re alive. All three of you are alive under your protection. Your arms are outstretched in front of your boss’ legs. His head rotates and examines in amazement. Yo begins to laugh, falling flat on his back and he holds onto his stomach while cackling hysterically.

You fucking did it.

“You kept this little trick quiet.” Bakugo announces, still looking around him. He’s in awe of the sight of a giant dome shimmering pink protecting the three of you. It had forced the flames to go around it and limit damage control of the area.

“I’m impressed, sis.” Touya taunts.

“What are you waiting for? SNIPE HIM!” Bakugo orders, throwing your weapon of choice into your hands. You line him up in your crosshairs, but find it difficult to steady yourself as your breathing increases rapidly.

“I never quite got the hang of the protective forcefield, but you’ve already mastered it despite being so young…”

“That’s because only good witches can use pure protection magic!” you bite back at him, still unable to focus on assassinating your target.

“No… but I can do this,” he teases, holding out his arms with purpose.

“KILL HIM!” Bakugo demands.

You have the opportunity to. Just pull the trigger and it’s one less obstacle in your way to get to your father. But you hesitate. Your heart stops you because that’s Touya you’re aiming a gun at. Your big brother. The guy who taught you spells he’d learnt from your father and took care of you when you had no one else. But he’s working for that monster. The man who killed your mother and has pitted your brother against you.

It’s kill or be killed.

Just as you’re pulling the trigger, bullet flying out in your brothers direction, a forcefield of his very own appears. It’s nothing like yours. It’s hot. Searing. A dome made entirely of the blue flames that have made him the monster he is today.

“He’s getting away!” Shindo alerts you. You try again and again, to no avail, desperately trying to shoot him dead.

“I go by Dabi now, dear sister,” he informs you. And when you take one final shot, the flames are gone, as is your brother. “I’ll be seeing you…” his voice echoes in the wind.

“WHY DID YOU HESITATE?” Bakugo roars.

After you got inside and into his office, he was questioning you and slamming you against each and every wall to punctuate his point. You were hollow. You and your long lost brother have just almost killed each other. You never thought you’d see him again, let alone get close enough to talk to him.

“Get your fucking hands off her!” Shindo yells. He would have saved you, if he could. But he’s not as strong as Kirishima who’s holding him back from protecting you. “Leave her alone, Katsuki!”

“We’re gonna have to relocate now. Do you get that? Do you get the fucking trouble you’ve caused because you didn’t shoot him?” Bakugo asks you. You shake your head limply.

“He’ll find us wherever we go.” you tell him. He scoffs at you, appearing to let you go but actually slamming you even harder against the wall. The crown of your head hits it with a loud bang, prompting Shindo to squirm even harder in an attempt to get free.

“Us? It’s you he wants, clearly. Y’think I’m gonna put my men, good men, at risk like that again?”

“I’m letting you do this to me, you know.” you tell him. His grip relaxes briefly as he quirks a brow at you. “I deserve this punishment for endangering everyone. But I could have killed you ten minutes ago if I wanted.”

“Yeah, right.”

“Yes, right. I’m right. As strong as you are, as intelligent, hot-headed and authoritative you are, if it came down to it, you’d be dead in a heartbeat if we fought for real.” you tell him. His palm slams down on the wall beside your head before he turns away and grunts. “This is the closest you’ve gotten to Enji. And that is because of me.”

“Oh you think so huh princess?” Katsuki groans, pouring himself a drink from his liquor cabinet. “I think I was doin’ just fine before you showed up. This is the closest my team have been to losing their own lives, and that is because of you.”

“So, you’re firing me again, sir?” you question. He knocks back his whiskey like it’s water and smirks. “Whatever Katsuki. I’m leaving. You can’t keep yo-yoing between keeping me and getting rid of me.”

“I’m startin’ to not give a fuck for real about what corporate has to say about you. We’ll get shut down if we don’t keep you, but what kind of leader would I be if I put a fuckin’ job title and my own office over the lives of those men out there?”

You ignore him, dusting yourself off before turning away to leave. Kirishima frees Shindo from his grasp. And he runs to you, holding you by your shoulders and trying desperately to search your eyes for answers to your wellbeing.

“She doesn’t need this team. She’s better than this, you’re a laughingstock at corporate, Katsuki. They’re just looking for a reason to shut you down, and you’re giving it to them on a silver platter.” Yo speaks, defending you and taking the opportunity to take his rival down a few notches.

“Excuse me? What the fuck did you say? Sounded like you were talking enough shit to get your teeth knocked out.” Katsuki grumbles. Yo just grins, knowing exactly how to get under the blonde’s skin.

“I’ll call corporate babe. Get you set up on my team. You’ll forget all about this place when you see what it’s like to be on a winning team.”

“Your team? You don’t even have your fuckin’ license ya moron. How many times have you failed now? Gotta be in the fifties margin.” Bakugo snipes, earning a chuckle from Kirishima. You are too exhausted to care about the exchange, eager to leave and forget that any of this happened.

“Oh I failed a bunch, but it kept me determined to keep trying. I passed, with full marks too. I’m working directly under Aizawa, and I’m getting my own team. And on my team I’ll be using this one to her full potential. You’re a fucking idiot for laying a hand on her and letting her go.”

“Tch. Whatever. Get the fuck out of my school.”

“Gladly. But you should know, I offered her a place on my team over coffee and she said she’d rather stay with you. Had faith that the two of you could get shit done. She’s loyal to a fault and you’re wasting everything great about her by being so defensive. I always thought you were just cautious, not stupid.”

Shindo holds an arm around your shoulders and escorts you out of the school. Bakugo returns to his desk, Kaminari and Kirishima sit in front of him while they observe their leader turn to the bottle and begin to sulk.

How is he meant to know what the right thing to do is?

“Give me your keys babe, I’ll drive you home.” Shindo tells you.

“I… I…”

“What?”

“I don’t have a home, yet. I thought I’d be getting a room at the school today… but…”

“Then where have you been staying since you joined his team?” Shindo questions.

“Just a hotel. It’s fine, uh, they won’t mind if I stay another night or two until I find out what I’m gonna do.” you tell him. He shakes his head with a smile.

“We can get a room tonight, separate beds. You know, if you don’t wanna be alone. And… I can drive us back to headquarters in the morning. They always have a room for us and we can stay there until they set up my team and my own station.”

You hand him your keys with a smile, walking to the passenger side of your car.

“Sounds perfect, Shin.”

The car pulled up outside the hotel you’d been staying in since you got to town. It wasn’t the fanciest place in the city, but it was beautiful nonetheless. Just as Shindo was about to get out of the car, you grabbed his arm. He turned to face you with a look of worry painted on his face.

“Is something wrong?”

You gulped, eyes glittering and capturing his attention. The tension in the air was palpable. He said so many things that made your heart flutter when he jumped to defend you. You’ve always had a special connection with Shindo, you can’t help but wonder if there’s a reason.

“Have you ever had sex?” you ask rather bluntly, earning a chuckle from him.

“What?” he wonders, “Why do you ask?”

“We… I don’t know. I was isolated from everyone and you kind of were too. I—”

“Are you a virgin?” Shindo questions. You sigh, shaking your head. “Neither am I. I didn’t ask you if you wanted to get a room tonight so that we could have sex, though. I just want to look out for you. I’ll get a room next door to yours if you prefer.” he offers kindly.

“No, I was actually wondering if you’d like to… share a bed.” you tell him, suddenly feeling coy under his stare. He smirks, nodding.

“If that’s what you want, sure, of course.”

He gets out of the car and you follow. He stretches his hand out for you to hold as you walk in tandem to the check-in desk. Despite your refusal, he insists on paying for everything.

“We can get room service. Watch a movie. Talk. Whatever you need.” he tells you.

You stand in silence side by side as the elevator dings up to each floor until you reach yours. He squeezes your hand a couple of times. A simple sign that you have his full support. He walks ahead of you when he steps out of the elevator. He’s holding the key card in his hand as he walks to the room, eager to get inside. You find your cheeks heating up as you watch him slide the card into the door. Why are you so bashful all of a sudden? He walks inside, undoing his tie and leaving it on the console table.

“What are you in the mood for?” he asks with a gleaming smile, “I’m in the mood for sushi, but I know it isn’t to everyone’s taste!” he laughs a little, the final flourish on his cheeky sentence.

“Shin…”

“Hm?”

“I— I just want you…” you confess.

He grins, and the dazzling white smile is blinding. He undoes the top button from his crisp black shirt. “I thought you’d never ask.” he snarls. Two fists clasp onto his shirt, pulling it apart so that all of the buttons scatter. He approaches you like an animal cornering his prey. And soon enough, you’re pinned against the wall.

But not how Bakugo had you earlier.

His hand was protecting the back of your head, your long time friend taking absolute care with you as his lips massaged yours. He smiled into your kiss as you emitted a soft moan, unable to control yourself. He picks you up bridal style, laying you down softly on the bed. He strokes your hair out of your face, focusing completely on what your eyes were doing.

He loves how they glitter.

And they’re almost completely full of the stuff.

“I’m here now… I’ve got you, babe.”

©𝐃𝐀𝐃𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐌 — stealing is for ugly people, don't touch my stuff

[queen-of-curses7]

Perks

A/N: Ok so the new MHA chapter 350 spoilers hurt my heart and I needed some mundane Touya/Dabi fluff to ease that cause he really doesn't deserve all that's happened to him. And yes, I know the bonfire metaphor is cheesy. 

Description: Pro-Hero!Touya x reader; Note: Endeavor is not in his kid's or wife's life, they're divorced or he's dead (whichever you prefer to imagine); Touya's quirk doesn't leave him mutilated; pre-established relationship

CW: Nothing, just pure fluff. Maybe suggestive, but that's about it! 

Being married to a top 3 Pro Hero had its perks.

Free merch, reservations at a moment's notice, famous friends, amazing parties; the list went on and on, but you'd trade them all for more days like this.

Touya laid stretched out on the opposite end of the couch as you, happily downing the third pizza of the night, your feet resting comfortably on his lap.

He didn't often get a lot of time off, but you soaked up his presence as much as possible when he did. You took advantage of the fact that his pretty blue eyes were glued to the action movie playing to watch him, smiling softly.

He'd stolen one of your headbands to push his shaggy white hair up away from his face as soon as he got home, muttering about not being able to see- in between pressing kisses to your face in greeting, of course. It stuck up in odd angles, just long enough that it was probably time for a haircut but still short enough that it wouldn't lay completely flat against his head when pulled back.

His lean form leaned forward with a quiet groan, stretching for another piece of pizza. A white dragon tattoo curling over his shoulder and collarbone briefly made an appearance as his hoodie shifted before he sat back again, hiding it from view. Absently, you rubbed a hand over your hip, knowing you had its blue twin etched in your skin at Touya's insistence, and smiled softly.

"You okay, doll?" Touya didn't even bother glancing over as he took a much larger than necessary bite of his pizza, smearing sauce across his cheek.

You laughed at the sight, folding in half to grab his chin as he chewed, quickly swallowing in surprise when you tilted his face towards you. You swiped away the mess, and he grinned mischievously, nipping at your thumb when you pulled away again.

"Y'know, the food isn't gonna disappear if you take a break to breathe." you teased, watching him finish the slice in record time. He chuckled, wiping his hands on a napkin as he spoke.

"You've clearly never spent a meal with Natsuo or Shoto. It was like survival of the fittest today, " he groaned, leaning back against the couch.

You smiled at his dramatics, shaking your head. "How're they doing?" you questioned, and Touya gave a short laugh, shaking his head.

"They're killing me. Between Sho wanting to do an internship with me and Nastuo trying to convince me I have to meet my mom's new boyfriend before their next date, I feel like I'm working two extra jobs. Although Natsuo has a point, I need to scare the guy a little." He grinned, activating his quirk to produce a quick blue flame before extinguishing it.

You rolled your eyes at his juvenile comment, pushing his chest lightly with your foot. "Leave the poor man alone. If your mom is happy, let her be and stop trying to scare off every man trying to date her."

Touya laughed, catching your ankle in his hand as he sat up, crawling over the cushions to hover above you, his brow furrowed in false indignance. "What do you mean, 'trying'? You don't think I'm intimidating?" he demanded, fighting a grin.

You stifled a laugh, tapping on the headband resting in his hair. "Not with this," you teased, and he tilted his weight onto one arm to swiftly whip the accessory off, ignoring your protest as he tossed it somewhere behind the couch.

"How about now?" he prodded, and you tilted your head in thought, squinting at him.

"A little better. The piercings do help," you admitted, tapping lightly on the black jewelry on his face. Before you met him, he'd had the three nostril piercings and numerous ear piercings, but the snake bites were a newer addition from when you'd first begun dating, the dark jewelry complimenting his black, blue and white hero costume.

He smiled softly as you held your chin in your hand, pretending to think hard as you studied him. "I know; let me try this." You reached up, running your fingers through his hair so it laid normal, the ends dipping slightly into his line of sight. "Much better," you hummed, and he caught your hand as you pulled away, pressing his lips to your palm.

"You done now?" he questioned, eyebrow lifted teasingly. You shrugged, playing with his hoodie strings that dangled between you, twirling them around a finger.

"I mean, you look like an angsty teen in this outfit, but--"

He let out an exasperated sigh at your words, cupping your face as he dipped down to press his lips to yours, laughing as he mumbled a grumpy "shut up" against your mouth.

You giggled against his lips but obliged happily, fingers tugging on the soft hair on the base of his neck as he settled his weight between your hips. His hands landed on your waist, sneaking beneath your shirt to rest on your skin, and you hummed happily.

He pulled away after a moment, sticking his tongue out at you and pointing to the gold barbell that sat on it. "You didn't say anything about this piercing," he pointed out, wiggling his brows suggestively.

"I don't think I want to know what kind of intimidating you're gonna do to your mom's poor boyfriend with that," you admitted, laughing as his cheeks reddened.

"That's not what I was trying to-, oh forget it," he chuckled breathlessly, capturing your lips again to stop your laughter.

His kiss was slow, deliberate this time, even as he deepened it, licking into your mouth while guiding your thighs around his hips. Thanks to the pizza, he tasted vaguely of marinara sauce, not to be outdone by the subtle taste of smoke you had come to associate with kissing him.

Not soon after you'd started getting serious, you'd realized the best way to describe loving Touya was like being around a bonfire. It was a safe and stable type of love. A love you found warmth and comfort in, despite the fear of sparks. Back then, you'd quickly found yourself craving the taste and smell of smoke that seemed to seep into your clothes and skin whenever you were around him and had never looked back. And now, laying beneath him on your shared couch, in your shared home, you knew he was the best chance you’d ever taken.

He took his time kissing you now, fingers gliding beneath your shorts to rest on your hips, tracing the outline of your tattoo, knowing the design by heart by now. He pulled away and sat up, much to your disappointment, tugging your waistband down just enough to reveal the intricate art, folding it in half to press his mouth over it sweetly.

"I do love seeing this on you," he admitted, looking up at you from between your thighs. You sat up on your elbows to see him better and tilted your head with a soft smile as you looked at your husband. You cupped his face, smoothing a thumb over his cheek when he pressed his lips against the ring resting on your left hand, his blue eyes full of love and something a little less innocent.

"Wanna show me how much you love it?" you suggested quietly, biting your lip.

His face split into a grin, and in the blink of an eye, he'd stood up and had you thrown over his shoulder, a firm grip on your ass as he carried your laughing form to the bedroom you shared, kicking the door shut after him.

Yeah, the perks of being married to a top Pro-Hero were pretty great.

But none of them compared to loving Touya.

[n-x-black]

Thinking so much about the zombie thing like in the beginning n just not responding to touya at all and touya like begging for any sign that he's still "there",

[bbykeijis]

EMPLOYEE OF THE MONTH | bnha

# shoto todoroki, katsuki bakugou, izuku midoryia

summary: when you & the main three take a late night trip to mcdonald’s to be faced with a tired and over it employee… (genderneutral!reader)

author’s note: this is set in a random timeline lmaooo, don’t think too hard about this. the fic is a remake of a special one shot i wrote for one of my old series back on wattpad lmao,, tbh i like this one way bettaaa

genre & warnings: crack ! comedy ! fluff ! language !

"not dabi working the midnight shift at mcdonald's..."

the freezing midnight air that was once a bother suddenly disappeared as the four of you stared confused into the empty fast food chain. the todoroki, a man that had caused so much bullshit for ua and the pros last year, was right in front of you... mopping the floor.

"isn't he meant to be in prison painting his toenails pink with shigaraki right now?”

izuku, shoto, and bakugou turned to face you slowly in disbelief. you shrugged your coated shoulders.

“what?” you asked, “is it something i said?”

shoto shook his head solemnly as he dramatically placed his hand onto the cold glass of the window.

he sighed, "working the night shift in a mcdonald’s is a punishment worse than life in prison.”

izuku and bakugou eyed each other, bored and hungry, as they watched the two of you stare emotionally at an unknowing touya, the ex-villain now standing half-asleep at the tills.

the blonde cleared his throat and pointed to the entrance: impatient, insatiable, and irritated.

"chicken. nuggets. and. ice. cream," he announced monotone. deku glared at his friend and the blonde paused before adding a weak 'please' to the end of his demand.

“alright, sorry kacchan.”

“shut up, y/n.”

"so!” you clapped your hands together with a smirk and pointed to the entrance. “should i be a sensible person and not make a big deal out of this or should i be myself?”

“y/n, i love you, but don’t be yourself.”

"okayyyyy, i get it,” you answered shuffling towards the entrance. izuku let out a sigh of relief before hearing your next words.

“i’ll be myself.”

you ignored izuku’s panicked cursing as you strolled up to the till with a confident grin. the white haired individual hadn't noticed you yet but he definitely did once you accidentally slammed your hand onto the white counter... accidentally.

"good evening," you greeted sweetly with a smile, "how are you doing tonight, bae?"

“y/nshutthefuckupohmygo-”

bakugou hushed midoryia, the boys stood inside now but remaining a few metres away, all huddled up and nervous to see how dabi would react to your teasing.

touya froze before looking up from his screen, his deep blue eyes meeting yours with... a smile?

your confidence dissipated; you truly thought you were going to die.

the tall man stared at you in silence, plotting surely, before answering.

"uhm… i'm doing alright, thanks.” the todoroki said warmly, "so, what can i get you?"

your confidence was now completely gone; you knew you were going to die.

"nah, this can’t be real?” you whispered to yourself, "this is a prank!” you looked around paranoid. "maybe all for one came back from the dead! i know you're hiding somewhere! cut the cameras!"

the boys snuck closer, hiding behind a self-order machine staring at the kind dabi in shock. shoto, with his thousands of online followers, slowly raised his phone to livestream whatever bloodbath would occur next.

“you're doing great sweetie!" he mouthed.

with a shaky thumbs up, you faced his older brother once more. his lazy smile remained as he waited expectedly for your mcdonald's order.

you frowned. "touya, are you feeling alright?" you asked. "how are you so chill right now? don’t you want to… i don’t know… threaten my life or something cute like that?”

“no?” he rolled his eyes and rested his chin on his palm looking up at you. “but i do wanna get paid so make an order or leave you dumbass’.”

touya peered behind you to see the boys watching on, the man sending a quick middle finger to shoto’s camera. the younger todoroki looked down with a small smile reading the comments.

“dad said you should be nicer.”

“yeah, well dad’s a dick.”

“dad said that’s valid.”

bakugou rolled his eyes walking up to counter hungry and unamused. "can we get 2 boxes of 20 piece chicken nuggets and 4 mcflurries," he ordered.

midoryia came forward too, lightly kicking his leg. bakugou rolled his eyes once more before uttering a simple “please?"

“sure,” touya said. “that will cost you… your lives.”

it was silent for a moment until shoto broke the silence by reading out a comment from his 10 thousand viewer instagram livestream.

"dad said you should reconsider your career in food and hospitality."

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[white-poppie]

Cremate your love

(Ps I made the banner, so please don’t reuse it ♥) Character: Dabi x G! n reader Source: Anime- My Hero Academia Genre: YANDEREWarnings: Burns, yelling, yandere behaviour, Dabi calls reader 'pretty thing and doll', generally a lot of toxicity. Writer: @white-poppie

Recommended music: https://open.spotify.com/track/3SKzTIl9mW0DadTys9SFo3?si=1dd68aabeb3348c6 (Control by Halsey)

TW! The following post may contain themes such as toxicity and degradation, the reader's discretion advised. Spoiler warning, the reader calls Dabi *Uhm* but let's be honest, everyone at this point knows.

IMPORTANT: I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT PROMOTE THIS KIND OF BEHAVIOUR. It is impractical scary and even gross. Violation of someone's personal space/ life is not being romanticized in this post. Rather it is JUST A FICTIONAL TROUPE WITH FICTIONAL CHARACTERS.

"Come on, doll, do you really think hiding under the sheets will protect you from me?" Dabi sang.

Hot tears dripped down your face. Your hand covered the sniffles that escaped from your throat.

"Peek-a-boo!" he squealed, removing the blanket from over you.

Your breath hitched; what were you thinking? he had made sure that there was no way for you to escape the prison he made for you.

"Aww, don't look so scared now," you shrank into the bed even more if possible. His hands wrapped against your wrist, lightly burning them just to let you know that you deserved it, of course, he could never actually hurt his darling.

Whimpers came out of your mouth as he trapped you under him, "Tell me, pretty thing, Where is the 'I can save him from his misery' attitude?"

"Dabi, please, I am sorry, I promise I won't do it again!"

He gradually increased the heat around your hands, "You broke the very first rule: no trying to escape."

Anger and fear bubbled in your veins, you spit on his mouth and screamed, "You are a monster Dabi!"

He wiped his face with his sleeve," you are too eager to run away, aren't you?"

"Why are you doing this! Why can't you just be normal?"

"Because I love you doll!" He shrieked, staples around his mouth opening up slightly and blood oozed from them.

"This is not love, Dabi, this is madness; obsession!"

"Love is obsession darling."

"No, it's not! The Touya I knew would never do this!" it was pathetic, you were whining like a dog.

His face hardened. Eyes glossed. Dark chuckles left his mouth, badly stapled, like a voodoo doll.

"You would much rather have Touya than Dabi?"

Eyes widened in a panic you tried to come up with some explanation. He looked at you amusingly, snickering.

"Jokes on you, darling, Touya is dead, what lies here is Dabi and only Dabi."

"I am protecting you from everyone, everything! I am giving you food, love and gifts. What more do you want?"

"I want freedom!"

''Freedom?" he growled menacingly, rolling off you and burning away the unopened 'gifts' he brought for you, "you are so fickle-minded."

"Let's say I even leave you, will you be able to survive without me? Will you be able to live when thousands of villains would want to hold you hostage? Heroes wanting to kill you?"

You pursed your lips and crawled towards him, cradling his large, calloused hands in yours, "I am sorry Dabi."

You grabbed his chin and pulled him towards you, hands running on his scars, "I love you."

He hummed, smiling taking his hand to the back of your neck, "glad to have you back."

He yanked you by your hair, another hand leaving burns on your neck," Don't resist doll, you must think I am stupid to fall under that spell."

Black spots clouded your vision till the last thing you heard was:

"I will make you fall in love with me, one way or another. If you don't agree I will make sure to Cremate the love of my life alongside me so that we can at least be together in another life."

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[nanaosaki3940]

Brother’s Girl & All... (Part 2)

Pairing: Shoto Todoroki X OC (slightly Touya X OC) 

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Angst. 

Warning: Long post, MHA manga spoiler. 

Fandom: My Hero Academia, Tokyo Ghoul. 

Synopsis: Shoto Todoroki, the 1st year heartthrob of UA, slowly started to fall in love with his kind and pretty classmate who also happens to be his ‘dead’ older brother’s girl. 

Part 1 -> Midsummer Dream 

Part 3 -> The Shape Of My Love 

A/N: I know this is an xOC fic but you can read it as a self-insert if you like.

The UA sports festival was in two weeks. It would be broadcast live on TV too. There was no doubt that those who did well had a much better chance of becoming pro heroes. We would know what events we would be participating in until the day of. But I was sure everyone had started getting ready. Time passed in the blink of an eye in the morning of the sports festival arrived.

Right now, we the students from Class 1-A were all in the Class 1-A assigned dressing room.

“Man… I wanted to wear my costume.” Ashida whined.

“To keep everything fair we can’t.” Ojiro said with a smile.

“I wonder what the first round is gonna be…” Sato muttered.

“No matter what comes we have no choice but to deal with it.” Tokoyami stated.

“Right.” Shoji nodded his head.

Then all of a sudden, someone opened the door of the room and we all turned around to find Iida at the doorway.

“Everyone, are you ready?” he asked. “We will be entering soon!”

At that moment, Todoroki walked past Iida and entered the room.  

“Midoriya…” the bi-colored hair boy called out.

“Todoroki-kun?” Midoriya asked nervously. “What is it?”

“Looking at things objectively, I think I’m stronger than you.” Todoroki stated monotonously.

“Huh?” Midoriya mumbled in confusion. “Y-Yeah…”

“But All Might has his eye on you, doesn't he?” Todoroki narrowed his eyes. “I’m not trying to pry about that. But I’m going to beat you.”

“Oh? Is the best in the class making a declaration of war?” Kaminari smirked.

“Hey hey hey! Why are you picking a fight all of a sudden? Not now, we're about to start!” Kirishima stated with a frown as he put a hand on Todoroki’s shoulder.

“We’re not here to play at being friends.” Todoroki scowled. “So what does it matter?”

After a moment of silence, Midoriya finally spoke up.

“Todoroki-kun…” Midoriya muttered. “I don’t know what you were thinking when you say you’ll beat me, but of course you're better than me. I think you are more capable than most people… looking at it objectively…”

“Midoriya, you probably shouldn't talk so negatively…” Kirishima stated nervously.

“But everyone…” Midoriya continued. “The students from the other courses are aiming for the top with everything they have got! I can’t afford to fall behind! I’ll be going for it with everything I have too!”

“Yeah.” Todoroki nodded his head before turning to look over at me. “And Osaki…”

“Hmm? Yes?” I raised an eyebrow at him.

“I have seen your quirk at USJ. However, I don’t want to judge your strength or your other capabilities. I just want to say that I see you as a rival as well.” he added.

“Yeah… Well, okay.” I smirked at him. “Just so you know, I won’t hold back either as well.”

After that, we all walked out of the room and headed towards the ground. 

“Shinsou is out of bounds!” Midnight announced. “Izuku Midoriya advances to round two!!”

I let out a sigh of relief as Midoriya won the fight, but that the same time I also felt sorry for Shinsou. Then suddenly at that moment, my stomach started to ache again. I bit my bottom lip as I stood up from my seat.

“Where are you going, Nana-chan?” Uraraka asked.

“Bathroom.” I replied with a smile before walking away.

I quickly made my way down the stairs and headed towards the bathroom. I let out a groan as my stomach twisted again. I quickly walked into the bathroom and washed my face with cold water on the washbasin. I looked up and stared at my own reflection in the mirror. I noticed my eyes were changing from my normal eye color to Kakugan and then again going back to their original state.

I squeezed my eyes shut and let out a grunt as I again felt the pain in my stomach. I shook my head and opened my eyes again. Seeing my reflection one last time, I let out a heavy sigh and walked out of the bathroom as I thought of getting some fresh air.

As I walked down the hallway, at that moment with the help of my Ghoul quirk, I sensed someone familiar behind me. I quickly turned around to see Todoroki standing just a few inches away with his right arm reaching out towards me. Todoroki and I looked at each other for a moment as I blinked at him a few times in confusion.

"Umm... Todoroki?" I trailed off as I looked back and forth between his face and his arm. "What were you trying to do?"

Todoroki quickly pulled his arm back away from me with a heavy blush on his cheeks.

"I-I wasn't trying to do anything weird, I swear!" he stuttered out awkwardly.

"Okay... so umm... Did you need anything?" I asked in confusion.

Todoroki regained his usual composure and let out a sigh as his eyes trailed down at the ground.

"I came to apologize to you." he said in his usual quiet and solemn voice.

He refused to meet my eyes as his gaze still planted firmly into the ground.

“Huh? What do you mean?” I asked.

“I burned you in the cavalry battle.” he responded quietly, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists. “I swore that I would never use my left side again…"

"Oh, it's alright. I'm fine now." I smiled at him. "Thanks for your concern, Todoroki, but please don't worry about me. I was able to heal myself with the help of my own Ghoul quirk..."

"I'm sure you already know that Endeavor's my father.” He added.

“Yes, I know Enji-san.” I muttered, nodding my head. “He and some of the other pro-heroes were friends with my parents. I met him many times before as well.”

“The only reason he married my mother was to create a child that would surpass All Might.” he continued as his hand reached out and touched the scar on his face. “My mom went insane because of that. She couldn't even look at me cause the more she looked at me, the more I reminded her of my father. She said my left side was unsightly because of that, so she tried to burn it off when I was only five years old."

I furrowed my eyebrows when I heard those words. Todoroki maybe didn't know this but I already knew the whole story of his family because of a certain person.

“I refused to become my father's puppet.” he growled under his breath. “I vowed that I would win this competition and surpass All Might without using his fire quirk, but I got blinded by the thought of winning and lost control of myself. I hurt you because of it. I'm sorry."

My eyes softened at his words. My heart ached at the look on his face. That sad expression of his reminded me of someone very close to me. And coincidentally that certain someone was related to Todoroki and Endeavor.

I could see the tornado of emotions behind Todoroki's expressionless face, but they were mostly negative emotions like pain, sadness, and anger. To me, it looked like he was being himself for the first time, true and genuine, as he shared about his problems with me and I appreciated this side of him.

“Todoroki…” I smiled warmly at him as I reached out and gently grabbed his hands. “Enji-san doesn't become the victor if you use your own quirks. And it's up to you if you want to use your left side or not or if you want to forgive Enji-san or not. The way I was raised and the people who were my parents, I would never understand your pain and what it feels like to be trapped by your own blood, but having the same quirk as your own father doesn't make you 'him'. Enji-san isn't you and you're not Enji-san either. You are your own person, Todoroki; completely different and unique from everyone else.”

Todoroki stared at me with wide eyes before his expression softened a bit.

“I want to apologize for my behavior earlier.” He stated politely.

“What do you mean?” I asked, removing my hands from his.

“I was rude and I misjudged you. I apologize.” he responded.

I chuckled softly, shaking my head.

“It's no problem.” I smiled.

He smiled back as he looked deep into my eyes. My gaze trailed off to the left side of his face and his turquoise eye brought me back a few bittersweet memories.

The color of your fire is bluish! It’s so pretty! I wish I had a pretty quirk like you…

Your Ukaku Kagune is really beautiful, Nana-chan… It looks like the wings of a beautiful butterfly…

Nana-chan… I love you…

I love you too, Touya-kun…

I snapped out of my daze and quickly looked away from Todoroki’s gaze with a bitter smile on my face. I regained my posture and started to walk away from the bi-colored hair boy.

“It’s my turn now…” I said. “Wish me luck Todoroki…”

“Shoto.” He muttered.

“What?” I asked in surprise as I turned around to look at him.

“Call me Shoto.” He smiled coolly at me, his hands in his pockets.

“Shoto it is then...” I smiled back and nodded my head.

And with that, I turned around and quickly walked away from the scene. 

BOOM!!

We both jumped from where we sat and quickly stood up as a huge explosion racked through the nurse's office. I looked up to find dust raining down from the ceiling.

“What was that?” I asked.

BOOM!!

“What the hell is happening out there?!” I asked.

“It must be Deku-kun and Todoroki-kun.” Uraraka said as her eyes widened in fraction. “I think their match is up now, and judging by the shaking it probably is.”

We both ran out of the nurse's office as we made our way down the long hallway and out to where the Class 1-A viewing section was.

“SMASH!!”

Another huge explosion shook the arena and my eyes widened as I saw the scene before me. Midoriya broke through Todoroki's ice attack with just a flick of his finger.

Todoroki's assault continued, forcing Midoriya to break the last finger on his right hand. However, Todoroki withstood the smash and created a tower of ice to run up and close the distance between them. Midoriya used another smash to break the ice steps apart, but Todoroki avoided it and nearly froze Midoriya at close range. In order to break the ice that was slowly freezing him, Midoriya sacrificed his entire left arm and let off a full-powered smash. Todoroki withstood the aftershock of the smash using an ice blockade.

“That’s a lot more powerful than before.” Todoroki commented, standing up. “Are you trying to tell me… to stay away?”

Midoriya simply gritted his teeth and frowned at Todoroki.

“What, you’re that beat up just from defending and running away?” Todoroki mocked. “With your arms like that you can’t fight, can you? So, let’s finish this.”

At that moment both Midoriya and I noticed that frost had formed on the right side of Todoroki's body as his arm quivered from the cold. Understanding that Midoriya had no healthy fingers left, Todoroki sent an ice attack at him that he expected to finish the match. However, Midoriya declared that he wasn't finished yet and used his already broken finger to blow Todoroki's ice away. The wind pressure was on another level as the audience was nearly blown away. Todoroki had created a wall of ice behind him to prevent from flying out of bounds. All of the fingers on Midoriya's left hand had been broken, even his entire right arm. Both the boys looked pretty beat up.

“You’re trembling, Todoroki-kun.” Midoriya spoke up, referring to Todoroki’s right arm. “Quirks are physical abilities too. There's a limit to how much cold your body can take isn't there? And isn't that something you could solve by using the heat from your left side? Everyone is fighting with everything they have got, to win and get closer to their dream, to become number one. Do you want to win with just half your strength?! You haven't put a single scratch on me yet you know! So come at me with everything you have got!”

Agitated, Todoroki rushed at Midoriya, albeit much slower than before. I noticed Todoroki's drop in mobility, assuming that it was because Todoroki's stamina was running low after wasting so much of it fighting Sero. Todoroki closed in on Midoriya, but as soon as he lifted his right foot to attack, Midoriya controlled One For All and struck Todoroki in the torso, sending him flying away.

Todoroki recovered and tried to use another ice attack, but it was much slower than the previous ones and Midoriya was able to avoid it. They both moved into closer quarters and fight in spite of their afflictions. Cementoss urged Midnight to stop the match because Midoriya was fighting too recklessly by continuing to injure his already broken fingers with more smashes knowing that Recovery Girl would heal him. But my old man Aizawa retorted that Midoriya wasn't fighting recklessly, he was simply doing everything he could to win the match within his current skill level.

As Midoriya dashed at Todoroki, the latter attempted to freeze him. Without any fingers left to use, Midoriya pulled back his thumb using his cheek in order to release another smash to blast Todoroki away. Todoroki asked again why Midoriya was putting himself through so much pain, to which his opponent replies was because he had prepared to do whatever it took to become a hero. After headbutting Todoroki, Midoriya again challenged him to use his full strength, telling him to stop screwing around because even if he wanted to reject his father, Todoroki didn't have the right to be the best if he wasn’t prepared to do his best. And with that, Midoriya capitalized and struck Todoroki with another controlled One For All smash, declaring that he would surpass him.

Anger flashed in Todoroki's eyes, but suddenly he froze on his spot for a moment. He then slowly turned his head around and looked at me. His heterochromatic eyes bore into my brownish amber ones before he flashed out a small genuine smile at me, making my eyes go wide open in surprise.

“What are you doing?” Todoroki chuckled as he looked back at Midoriya. “But I understand now..."

“H-Huh?” Midoriya asked in confusion.

“Nana told me that I’m my own person, different and unique from everyone else.” Todoroki said. “I think I understand what she meant now.”

With that steam started to come off Todoroki's body as the frost on his right side slowly melted away. A small flicker of flame near his left eye gave way to a burst of immense heat as his left side was completely engulfed in his own crimson flames.

"SHOTO!!!" Endeavor yelled out from the viewers' gallery with a huge angry grin on his face. "Have you finally accepted yourself?! With my blood, you'll surpass me!! You'll fulfill my desire!!"

"What the hell is wrong with him?" I deadpanned.

"Endeavor is cheering for his son..." Mic commented, sweat-dropping while the audience stared at the No. 2 pro hero with confusion for his sudden outburst. "Such a doting father..."

Midoriya grinned at the Todoroki boy for the bi-colored hair boy finally using his own flames and unleashing his full potential in the battle.

"Why are you smiling?" Todoroki asked, making Midoriya drop his smile for a moment. "You're hopeless with those injuries. Don't blame me for what happens next..."

With that Todoroki unleashed both his ice and firepower from both sides of his body while Midoriya smiled again as he reeled his fist back and red veins of energy crawled up his arm. Both the boys powered up in preparation for one final clash. Right on cue, Todoroki sent a large wave of ice at Midoriya while the green-haired boy lunged forward by using One For All in his legs, his body glowed with power. The air got hotter as enormous flames danced around Todoroki's left side, the heat and pressure in the air making everyone flinch back.

We saw Cementoss stand up, placing his hands on the ground to try to stop their attacks from colliding head-on. As Midoriya flew towards Todoroki, he prepared a full power smash in his healthy arm and Todoroki counterattacked with a powerful fire blast, thanking his opponent as he did so. Even though Cementoss built a wall between them, Midoriya's wind pressure and Todoroki's fire create an enormous fiery explosion of unimaginable proportions that destroyed the entire fighting ring.

The sound of the explosion was deafening as the air that was previously freezing cold became so hot and dry that my lungs and windpipe almost burned. The smell of smoke overpowered my senses as gusts of wind forced me back. When the shaking finally ceased, the stage was so clouded with dust and smoke we couldn't see a thing. When the smoke cleared out, we all gasped in surprise as we spotted Midoriya who was unconscious, slumped against the wall of the arena. Todoroki was breathing heavily, standing among the wreckage as the left half of his shirt had been burned off and exposed his well-toned torso.

“Midoriya is out of bounds!” Midnight announced. “Todoroki advances to the semi-finals!”

After getting over the initial shock the audience broke out into cheers. 

“There you have it, ladies and gentlemen! Our final two are taking the stage!” Mic yelled out. “These two need no introduction by now but I'm going to do it anyway! It's comrade against comrade as the two rising stars of Class 1-A go head to head! Our final match is Katsuki Bakugo VS Shoto Todoroki!”

The audience went crazy as the boys walked up the steps to the main stage.

“Who do you think is gonna place first, guys?” Uraraka asked.

“With Kacchan's injuries and Todoroki using his fire now, I'd say it's Todoroki's match to win.” Midoriya said.

“I feel extremely guilty for hurting him like that.” I mumbled in sorrow. “I’m the worst.”

“Please don’t blame yourself, Nana-san.” Yaoyorozu smiled at me. “You didn’t do it on purpose.”

“Momo’s right, Nana.” Ashido patted my shoulder while others tried to comfort me as well.

“I still can't believe you cried for that asshole after your match.” Jiro stated. “With all that shit he was talking, I'm surprised you didn’t kill him.”

“Well, I did literally try to kill him though.” I muttered sadly.

“You're too nice, Nana-chan.” Tsu commented.

“START!!!”

Todoroki wasted no time attacking, placing his right hand on the ground and forcing a giant glacier of ice called Heaven-Piercing Ice Wall to spring up from the pavement.

“Dammit!!” Bakugo yelled as the ice-encased him completely.

“Todoroki gets a hit in right away! Is he trying to escape close combat with Bakugo? Perhaps the winner has been decided already!” Mic commentated.

A low rumbling sounded out through the arena as the ground shook periodically.

“That's Bakugo, no doubt.” Kirishima deadpanned.

Bakugo burst through the wall of ice with a battle cry, melting the ice around him.

“He burrowed through the ice like some kind of mole creature.” Kaminari gasped.

Bakugo dashed forward before grabbing Todoroki's left shoulder and throwing him into the air.

“ARE YOU UNDERESTIMATING ME, YOU HALF AND HALF BASTARD?! IDIOT!!”

Todoroki quickly jumped in mid-air while creating a wall of ice to keep him from going out of bounds and sliding along it. Bakugo clicked his tongue and went in for another close-ranged attack, but Todoroki was too fast. He grabbed onto Bakugo with his left hand, about to ignite his arm when suddenly a familiar deep voice yelled out.

“Use your left side!! Use it, Shoto!!” Endeavor yelled out from the stands.

Todoroki then suddenly froze on his spot after hearing his father’s voice and words. He then cooled down his body and threw Bakugo to the other side of the arena.

“What the fuck was that?!” Bakugo snarled. “Quit screwing around. I thought you were all fire and flames now, you half and half bastard!! What happened to all that sloppy crap earlier about making yourself 'your own person', huh?! Am I not strong enough to make you use it?!”

I bit my bottom lip before my gaze trailed off to Endeavor who was watching the fight with a sadistic look on his face.

“You bastard!! I want an indisputable first place, you got it?!” Bakugo yelled. “Winning means nothing if I just beat scum that underestimates me. There's no point if I can't get higher than that stupid Deku!!”

I noticed that frost started to creep up Todoroki's arm. At that moment, I yelled out from my seat.

“Shoto!!” I yelled. “Don’t give up!!”

Todoroki’s eyes widened in fraction as he gazed in my direction. I saw Todoroki grit his teeth as steam came up off his body and melted the frost away. His left side erupted into flames making Bakugo smirk at him.

“All it took was your fucking little cheerleader, huh?!” Bakugo snarled.

He then jumped into the air and created continuous explosions around him to propel himself into a circular motion, encasing himself in a twister-like wind. Todoroki immediately started to build up powerful flames on his left arm for a large-scale attack. Then suddenly out of nowhere, Todoroki froze on his spot before slowly closing his eyes and his left arm fell to his side, extinguishing his flames. My eyes went wide open in shock as I let out a loud gasp. And right on cue, Bakugo unleashed his attack.

“HOWITZER IMPACT!!!” Bakugo growled.

With that Bakugo’s explosion blasted the entire stadium with a huge explosion and the impact destroyed Todoroki's ice which sent him flying out of bounds.

“He added rotation and speed to the huge blast we saw in his fight with Uraraka!” Mic yelled. “He was like a human projectile! It looks like Todoroki ended up not using the fire attack we saw in his fight with Midoriya though!”

Bakugo's eyes widened in shock.

“You… You put out your flames!!” He growled in anger.

Todoroki was out cold as his body limped against the wall of the arena.

“Stop screwing around!!” Bakugo screamed.

He ran to Todoroki's unconscious body and lifted him by the collar of his shirt.

“Stop screwing around!!” Bakugo screamed again in anger and frustration. “To get a first-place like this?! You bastard!! I'll kill you!!”

Midnight quickly dashed towards the boys while I stood up from my seat and flew at the spot. Midnight quickly activated her quirk and a pink mist crept up behind Bakugo and his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he fainted after inhaling it. I quickly made my way towards them and carefully lifted Todoroki in my arms.

“Is Todoroki okay, Nana-kun?” Midnight asked.

“He's unconscious and has a few bones broken, but he'll be okay.” I responded.

Midnight nodded her head before she snapped her whip and looked back at the audience.

“Todoroki is out of bounds and incapacitated!” she announced. “The winner of the UA Sports Festival is Katsuki Bakugo!”

Right now at this moment, I was with Todoroki in Recovery Girl’s office room. He was sitting on his hospital bed while Recovery Girl and I treated his injuries.

“I'm sorry…” Todoroki mumbled.

“For what?” I chuckled.

“Even after you advised me to move past my grudges, I still couldn't bring myself to use my flames in the final fight…” he said, frowning. “I still have a lot to think about. When I heard my father ordered me to use my flames, I just couldn't do it. Every fiber in my body told me to go against him and I did what I felt. The hatred is still in me. I realized then that the only reason I used my flames in my fight with Midoriya was that at that moment, I forgot about my dad and everything he has done…”

“You’ll be okay, Shoto.” I smiled at him. “I know it’ll take time to recover from your past and all. But trust me, one day, all these negative emotions of yours will go away. Just move forward at your own pace.”

Todoroki remained silent for a while before speaking up again.

“I want to see my mother again.” he muttered.

“I see…” I smiled warmly at him. "You should go then..."

“Really?” he asked. “Well, I’m still not sure though… I thought she wouldn't want to see me…”

“Nah…” I chuckled. “It's been years now, Shoto. She probably misses you too. I bet she’ll be very happy if you visit her…”

Recovery Girl wrapped the last bandage around his arm before flashing out a smile.

“All done.” She said. “You two should better get going or you'll be late for the awards ceremony.”

“You’re right.” I jumped up from my seat. “Thank you for everything, Recovery Girl. We have to go now.”

I looked back at Todoroki and smiled.

“Let’s go.” I said, grabbing his wrist.

“Yeah.” He smiled back as we jogged out of the room. 

After Manual, Gran Torino, and the Police Chief bade their farewells, it was now me and the boys in the hospital room. My eyes drifted down to Iida's arm, hand bandaged and bicep covered in a cast.

“Are your injuries healing up okay?” I asked as Shoto and I sat on chairs at one side of Iida’s bed while Midoriya sat on the other side.

“I'll be fine.” he said. “The doctor said there was a bit of permanent damage to my hand.”

“Permanent damage?” Midoriya gasped.

“There was damage to my brachial plexus.” Iida began to explain. “But it just means that I will have trouble moving my hand and fingers and experience some numbness. Apparently, there is a possibility that it can be healed with nerve transplant surgery.”

Iida went quiet for a moment before speaking up.

“When I found the Hero Killer I stopped being able to think. The first thing I should have done was tell Manual. But I forgot myself in my anger. Being taken in by the hatred before you and trying to fulfill your own desires... that is the furthest from what a hero should be... I hate him but he spoke the truth. That's why until I become a true hero I think I want to leave my left hand as it is…”

Iida then turned to look at me.

“And thank you, Nana, for saving our lives.” He smiled.

“It was nothing really.” I chuckled awkwardly.

“Iida-kun, let’s become stronger together…” Midoriya said with determination.

“Yeah.” Iida nodded his head in response.

“I feel… kind of bad.” Shoto mumbled while Midoriya, Iida, and I looked at him with confused expressions.

“What do you mean?” I asked. “About what?”

“I feel if I get involved, other people mess up their hands...” Shoto replied, looking down at his own hands with all seriousness. “Is it… a curse?”

And then there was this silence for a moment before Midoriya, Iida, and I broke into a fit of laughter.

“PFFT… HAHAHAHA!!!”

“Todoroki-kun, I didn't know you could make jokes.” Midoriya laughed.

“It wasn't a joke.” Shoto responded. “I'm like ‘The Hand Crusher’ or something.”

“THE HAND CRUSHER?!?!”

We laughed again even more hysterically than before. After our laughter died down a bit, Midoriya again spoke up.

“Hey, Nana-chan…” Midoriya spoke up.

“Hmm?” I looked at him with a smile.

“Last night, I noticed you were talking to Endeavor with a sense of familiarity. Do you both know each other that long?” Midoriya asked.

“Yeah, I never got the chance to ask you that.” Shoto added. “How long have you known my father?”

“It’s a long story.” I sighed with a small smile. “Wanna hear it?”

“It’s okay if you don’t wanna share it.” Iida muttered.

“No, it’s okay.” I shook my head.

I took a deep breath and started to tell my story.

“Enji-san was one of my parents’ closest friends. Mom and Dad knew him during their high school days. I met Enji-san, All Might, Midnight, and Present Mic for the first time when I was only four years old at one of the Osaki family’s house parties. At that party, Enji-san brought two more guests with him. They were Shoto’s older siblings, Touya and Fuyumi-san.” I stated.

Shoto’s breath hitched as he looked at me with wide eyes.

“Touya and I instantly clicked and became very good friends. Enji-san then later proposed to my parents a quirk marriage between me and Touya but my parents instantly rejected his offer. My parents were against this whole quirk marriage thing. They hated it. Enji-san was very displeased at their decision and kept on asking my parents to think about the matter over and over again. My Dad then stated that ever in the future, when Touya and I would grow up and become adults, if we ever fall in love with each other and decide to be together, then and only then my parents would think about this marriage. From that day onward, many playdates were arranged for me and Touya by Enji-san in order to get us even closer. Slowly Touya and I became really close and then eventually we fell in love. I know we both were too young to fall in love back then but we just did.” I went on.

“Then what happened?” Midoriya asked as the boys listened to my story intently.

“Then a few years later my parents were killed in a villain attack at I-Island as you all know and a few months later after that incident, Touya passed away in a terrible accident.” I added.

There was a moment of silence before Shoto spoke up.

“Are you still in love with Touya Nii-san?” Shoto asked.

I chuckled and looked out at the sky through the window.

“Now that you asked… I think, right now, if Touya suddenly appears and stands in front of me, I’ll definitely jump into his arms like a typical shoujo manga heroine and tell him how much I missed him, how much I felt lonely without him. So yeah… Maybe I still love him…” I smiled softly.

Nana-chan… I love you…

I love you too, Touya-kun…

Later that evening, Shoto and I bade our farewells to Midoriya and Iida before we started to head back to the place where we were staying at. As we both quietly walked down the path, I noticed him in deep thought.

“Something on your mind, Shoto?” I asked.

He slowly nodded his head in response.

“What is it?” I asked.

“I’m thinking about Touya Nii-san.” Shoto responded quietly. “I was never allowed to play with my siblings. We were always kept separate from each other. We never really talked or ate together. When I was five years old, that horrible incident happened. I remember Natsuo-Nii saying at first that Touya Nii-san had gone missing. My sister Fuyumi-Nee was crying uncontrollably all day. My Mom was hospitalized at that time and her condition got even worse after learning about Touya Nii-san's situation. Natsuo-Nii then later said to me that Touya-Nii died in a forest fire accident. Natsuo-Nii never told me the full story, but what he did tell me was that my father had done something unforgivable. In his mind, Dad killed Touya Nii-san.”

“I'm sorry.” I mumbled.

“Don't be.” he said. “The only one to blame is my old man. And if you’re still feeling sorry then I should feel sorry as well because you lost Touya Nii-san too.”

After few moments of silence, Shoto again spoke up.

“Nana…” he muttered.

“Hmm?” I looked over at him.

His heterochromatic eyes met my brownish amber ones and I noticed him slightly blushing.

“I know that Touya Nii-san isn’t here with us anymore, but if you ever feel lonely again…” Shoto stated shyly. “Just so you know that I’m always here for you, Nana.”

My eyes widened at his words before I let out a warm smile at him.

“Okay… Thank you, Shoto.” 

"We confirmed that two of the villains' targets are Nana-chan and Kacchan." Midoriya stated.

"Nana and Bakugo?" Tokoyami asked. "Are they trying to kill them? Why?"

"I don't know. Anyway, I think the camp is the safest place since Aizawa sensei and Vlad King sensei are there." Midoriya responded.

"I see. So now our mission is to escort Nana and Bakugo there, huh?" Tokoyami asked.

"We don't know how many villains are there. You might come across one suddenly." Shoto stated.

"We can use Nana's sensing ability. And we have Todoroki's freezing and if Tokoyami is okay with it, an invincible Dark Shadow with built-in controls..." Midoriya muttered with all seriousness. "Honestly, with this group, we could probably even go up against All Might!"

"What's with you guys?!" Bakugo suddenly yelled out who had been listening to everything in quiet for a while now.

"Nana, Bakugo, you guys walk in the middle." Shoto instructed.

"Don't protect me, you scum!" Bakugo growled, gritting his teeth.

"Let's go!" Midoriya announced out loud.

"Don't ignore me!" Bakugo yelled again.

"Make sure you keep up." Shoto stated, completely ignoring the angry explosive blonde.

"Don't tell me what to do!" Bakugo huffed.

“Katsuki... just shut it for a second.” I sighed as he and I walked into the middle of the group.

As we walked through the forest, we heard some shouting from nearby.

“It sounds like Ochaco and Tsuyu.” I frowned as the boys and I went over to the source of the sound.

When we reached there, we noticed that Uraraka and Tsu were fighting with a female villain with blonde hair who was carrying big syringes in her hands. But as soon as she saw us, she quickly ran away.

“Ochaco, Tsuyu!” I called out.

“Who was that woman?” Shoto asked.

“A villain, a crazy one.” Tsu replied before looking at me. “We heard Bakugo and you’re being their targets. Why?”

“I don't know.” I replied. “But the boys here are protecting us.”

“Us? But where’s Bakugo-kun?” Uraraka asked.

“What do you mean? Kacchan's right over th-”

Midoriya cut himself off as he turned around to find that Bakugo was gone.

“Tokoyami is gone too!” I gasped in shock.

“An attack from behind?!” Shoto asked.

“The boy you are talking about...” an unknown voice spoke up. “I took him with my magic...”

We looked up to see a masked figure in a yellow trench coat and a top hat perched atop one of the high branches.

“This talent isn't someone who should be on the hero side.” The man stated as he showed a blue marble in between his fingers. “We will take him to a stage where he can shine more.”

“Give him back!!” Midoriya scowled at him.

“Give him back?” the man chuckled. “That's a strange thing to say. Bakugo-kun doesn't belong to anyone. He is his own person, you egoist.”

“Give him back!” Midoriya yelled again.

“Move!” Shoto said before he shot his ice at that man.

But the man quickly dodged the attack. I then shot a ball of compressed gravity at him but he dodged my attack as well.

“We simply want to show him that the path he is on now with its fanatical values is not the only path he can take.” The man stated as he started to float high up in the sky. “Kids these days are made to choose their parts based on their values.”

“To go out of your way to talk to us... You are underestimating us!” I frowned at him.

“I was originally an entertainer you know. It's a bad habit of mine.” He laughed as he now showed us two blue marbles in between his fingers. “Taking Tokoyami-kun was an improvisation on my part. And also… You’re our target as well, Nana Osaki-kun. Come on, join us.”

“Never!” I growled.

Then all of a sudden my body was enveloped in bright blue light. I gasped in surprise as I felt my body was lifted off of the ground before I started to float towards him. I tried to move on my own but it wasn’t working. It felt as if I was trapped in a cage.

“What the fuck?!” I exclaimed.

“NANA!!”

Shoto and Uraraka reached out to grab me but failed as the masked man grabbed my wrist tightly before slinging me over his shoulder.

“You bastard!!” Midoriya screamed out. “Give them back!!”

Shoto quickly used his Heaven-Piercing Ice Wall at my abductor but he again skilfully dodged the attack.

“Sorry, tricks and running away are my only redeeming features!” the man laughed, tightening his grip around my waist. “There is no way I would fight students who are hero candidates. Vanguard action squad! Targets successfully collected!”

With that, he flew off with me, Bakugo and Tokoyami. I stayed calm as the man flew through the air while he fastened his grip on my waist. I still couldn't move my own body as the blue light was still radiating off of me.

“Who are you?” I asked him, narrowing my eyes. “And who are you working for?”

“You’ll find out that soon, Nana-kun.” The man smirked.

“How do you know my name?” I asked.

But before he could say anything, I heard my name being yelled out from a distance.

“NANA!!”

“NANA-CHAN!!”

The man and I looked over to see Midoriya, Shoto, and Shoji flying high up in the air and were heading towards our direction.

“Guys?!” I gasped in surprise.

“What the?!” the man frowned.

And right on cue, the boys crashed against us making us all fall out of the sky.  

“AAAHHH!!!”

I quickly shut my eyes tight as we hurdled towards the ground and I prepared myself for a painful landing. The boys tackled the man out of the air and we all ended up landing directly on an open space in the middle of the forest.

CRASH!!!

“AAHH!!”

I yelped out in pain as I landed directly on my back.

“Oi, oi, oi!!” an unknown voice called out. “I know those brats!! Who are they?!”

“Nana-chan!” Midoriya exclaimed in concern as he and Shoji stood up from the ground.

“Nana!!” Shoto called out frantically as he quickly jumped off from that man’s back and pulled me away from him. “Are you okay?!”

“Y-Yeah…” I mumbled, feeling the sharp pain in my back. “But my back hurts a bit…”

“Oh, look! It’s Nana-chan!!” a familiar voice giggled out.

Shoto set me down and he, Midoriya, and Shoji moved to block me from the villains as they shielded me with their bodies protectively. We turned around to see that the crazy blonde girl from earlier was standing far away from us with two male villains. One male villain was wearing a black and white bodysuit that covered his face. He was one who spoke up earlier just a few minutes ago. The man’s voice and body language seemed to change completely from sentence to sentence. He also kind of reminded me of Deadpool from Marvel Comics.

And the other male villain had spiky raven locks, a pair of turquoise eyes, and had patches of gnarled, wrinkled, purple skin that cover much of his lower face and neck, all the way down past his collarbone, below his eyes and on his arms. These appeared to be attached to the rest of his skin by multiple, crude surgical staples or hoop piercings.

I noticed that the ravenette villain was staring at me and when my brownish amber eyes met his turquoise ones, I couldn’t help but feel like I had seen him somewhere before. His face softened a bit when he saw me staring back at him.

“Nana-chan! You should run away right now!” Midoriya stated.

“Don't leave yet!~” the girl chirped, swinging her syringe at us.

The boys and I quickly leaped back out of the way before she could stick us with her syringe.

“Both your Kagune are so pretty! Stay with us, Nana-chan!~” she giggled.

“We cannot allow you to leave with one of our targets!” Deadpool 2.0 said as he aimed a high kick at Shoto.

Shoto barely dodged it and jumped back as Deadpool 2.0 threw a series of punches at him. The villain then attacked Shoto as Shoto attacked back with his ice quirk while the blonde girl tackled Midoriya to the ground. I quickly dashed forwards and swatted the girl away like a mosquito from Midoriya with my Rinkaku Kaugune before she could hurt him. I noticed the villain with yellow trench coat reverted to his normal form as he went over and stood beside the ravenette villain who was still staring at me.

“Shoji!” I called. “You still have Katsuki and Tokoyami, right?”

“I got them.” Shoji said as he opened his palm revealing the two blue marbles from before.

“Good job, Shoji.” Shoto said.

“Nana-chan, this is your chance.” Midoriya said. “You should run away.”

“I can���t leave you guys.” I frowned.

“You're one of their main targets, Nana. You need to get somewhere safe.” Shoji said.

“That’s why I’m staying.” I responded before going back to my fighting stance. “If I go back to camp, I'll lead them to the other students. I can’t let anyone else get hurt because of me.”

At that moment three dark purple masses appeared in the air which was actually Kurogiri’s portal. The crazy blonde girl and Deadpool 2.0 quickly said their farewells to us before diving into the portal and escaping away.

“We can’t leave without Bakugo and Nana Osaki.” The ravenette villain spoke up, frowning at his companion.

“That’s fine, we can go.” The yellow trench coat guy chuckled.

“Huh?”

The yellow trench coat guy laughed before looking over at us with a smirk as he took off his mask.

“Foolish children!” he smirked. “Haven't you ever seen a magic show? When the performer shows something off, it means they're hiding something they don't want you to see.”

As the mask completely came off he opened his mouth and revealed two blue marbles placed on top of his tongue. I could see Bakugo and Tokoyami trapped inside each one. The man then snapped his finger and the marbles in Shoji’s hands revealed it to be Shoto’s ice pieces.

“Katsuki! Tokoyami!” I exclaimed in shock.

“Kacchan!!” Midoriya yelled.

“Compress, Dabi, retreat immediately.” Kurogiri suddenly spoke up. “Leave Nana Osaki for now. Just get the angry blonde one back to Tomura Shigaraki.”

“What?! No!!” Midoriya exclaimed as we all desperately dashed forward to catch them.

“Sure.” The yellow trench coat villain name Compress chuckled as he and the ravenette villain named Dabi stepped into the portal. “That ice attack was the perfect chance to prepare a few decoys. I put them in my right pocket for later. Upon noticing objects in my right hand inter my right pocket you would naturally be excited enough to give chase. And this is where I leave you... ACK!!”

But then Compress was suddenly cut off when Aoyama attacked the villain with his laser beam quirk from behind the bushes far away and the marbles flew out of the villain’s mouth. Shoji quickly dashed forward and caught one marble. As I was about to reach out and catch the other one, suddenly the ravenette villain called Dabi grabbed my wrist tightly with his left hand while he grabbed the marble with his right one. I gasped out in surprise and looked up at him as his turquoise eyes bored into my brownish amber ones.

“NANA, NO!!” Shoto yelled, running towards me.

“Hello there.~” Dabi flashed out a sexy smirk. “It's been a while, hasn’t it Babydoll? I missed you so much.~”

“Huh? What?” I frowned deeply at him.

“What, you don't recognize me?” he asked, still smirking. "Ouch, now I'm hurt, Babydoll."

I looked deeply into his turquoise eyes and for some reason, I sensed some sort of familiar aura emitting from him.

Nana-chan… I love you…

I love you too, Touya-kun…

“Touya?” I whispered out in bewilderment, my eyes widened in fraction.

“Release them.” Dabi said to Compress as he threw the marble at him.

I then quickly snapped out of my daze and tried to break free from his grasp, but failed. I yelped in pain as he twisted my hand behind my back and slung his free arm around my waist while my back pressed against his broad muscular chest.

“I’m taking you with me, Nana Osaki.” Dabi whispered smugly into my ears, his hot breath sent a chill down my spine. “This time, I’m not letting you go away so easily… Like I did last time...”

What?

Last time?

What the hell is he blabbering about?!

Compress then snapped his fingers and it was revealed that the one Shoji caught was Tokoyami and the one Dabi caught was Bakugo. Compress quickly wrapped his hand around Bakugo's neck, making the angry blonde unable to move.

“Nana-chan!! Kacchan!!” Midoriya yelled out.

“Stay back… Deku…” Bakugo groaned out in pain.

“Dabi, Compress, let’s go.” Kurogiri called out again.

“NANA!!” Shoto called out as he used his ice to blast himself forward.

“SHOTO!!” I yelled back, trying to get away from Dabi.

But at that moment Kurogiri’s portal was already closing. It was already too late.

“How sad for you, Shoto Todoroki.” Dabi smirked at Shoto. “Can’t able to save your loved one… But don't worry though… I'll take good care of my Babydoll...”

And with that, Kurogiri's portal closed completely as darkness consumed me before I lost my consciousness. 

After visiting All Might at the hospital, Bakugo and I were sent to the police station for some inquiry on the League of Villains. After all, we were the ones who were being kidnapped by them. Kaneki, Shoto, Midoriya, Iida, Kirishima, and Yaoyorozu were also present at the police station for some inquiry as well for they were part of their ‘Nana-Kacchan’ rescue mission.

When my inquiry session was over and I was allowed to go home, I noticed Shoto standing outside the police station, leaning against a pillar.

“Shoto?” I called out, walking up to him.

He turned around to look at me and pushed himself off the pillar.

“Hey.” Shoto smiled at me.

“What’re you doing here?” I asked. “Where’s everyone else?”

“Everyone went back home.” he replied. “I was actually waiting for you.”

“What is it?” I asked.

Shoto looked away from me, frowning.

“Nana, I'm sorry.” He muttered.

My eyes widened in surprise at his words.

“What are you talking about?” I asked.

He clenched his fists at his sides as he tried to bring himself to look at me, but he just couldn't do it.

“Back at the camp when you and Bakugo were taken away by the villains…” he stated. “I failed to protect you both… I failed to save you, Nana…”

My chest tightened as I heard the pain in his voice. It was obvious that he blamed himself for what happened. It hurt me to see him like this. It wasn’t Shoto’s fault after all. He did everything in his capabilities to protect me and Bakugo.

I reached out my hands and cupped his cheeks, turning his face to look at me. He slightly flinched at first but later relaxed at my touch. My brownish amber eyes bored into his heterochromatic eyes.

“Shoto…” I smiled softly at him. “It’s not your fault. Stop blaming yourself. You did everything in your capability to keep me and Katsuki safe and sound. And besides, I'm here now, safe because of you. You later came to save me and Katsuki in the end with the help of the others and that's more than enough for me… Thank you, Shoto…”

I leaned in slightly, gently pressing a kiss to his cheek. Shoto's face exploded into a deep blush as his eyes widened in surprise. I couldn’t help but chuckle a bit at his cute expression.

“Sorry about that…” I smiled sheepishly at him, a slight blush on my cheeks as well.

Shoto cleared his throat and quickly looked away from me, still blushing furiously.

“N-No… it’s fine…” he mumbled.

He then gently grabbed my hand and intertwined our fingers.

“Let me walk you home.” Shoto said with a small gentle smile.

“Okay.” I smiled back, nodding my head. 

After passing the first round of the Provisional License Exam, my friends and I quickly walked back to the waiting room where we found Shoto already there, sitting on a bench all by himself.

“Hey, Shoto.” I smiled, walking up to him.

Shoto looked up and smiled back.

“Hey, Nana.” He said. “Looks like you passed as well. Congratulations.”

“Same goes to you.” I chuckled as I took a seat beside him.

I leaned back on the wall behind me and sighed before closing my eyes.

“You know… you could’ve teamed up with us in the first round…” I muttered.

“That would’ve only slowed me down, Nana…” Shoto replied, looking down at his hands with a serious look on his face. “This is one of the most important moments in my heroic career. So I had to focus. I didn’t want to get distracted. I couldn't afford to mess this up at any cost.”

“You’re wrong, Shoto.” I sighed, opening my eyes again. “Teamwork is always very important, especially in situations like this… You’ll understand one day…”

I then stood up from my seat and started to walk away.

“Where are you going?” Shoto asked.

“To buy myself a drink.” I said, looking back. “Want some?”

Shoto simply shook his head as a no. I then again turned around and made my way towards a vending machine that sat in the corner of the room.

“Well, if it isn’t the princess who passed the first round in one go…”

I turned at the familiar flirtatious voice to see Shindo smirking down at me, leaning casually against the wall.

“Don't call me that.” I huffed before buying myself an orange drink. “Anyways, you have no room to talk. Someone got a little too excited and destroyed an entire quarter of the arena two minutes in.”

“Hey, I can't help it! My quirk is just that powerful!” he joked.

“What exactly is your quirk, anyway?” I asked as I opened the can and took a small sip of my drink.

“Vibration.” he responded with a suggestive grin.

I spit my drink out and choked slightly.

“It's okay what you’re thinking now, sweetheart...” Shindo winked at me.

“S-Shut up!” I exclaimed, blushing furiously as I looked away from him from embarrassment.

~~~~~

3rd Person’s POV

As Shindo continued to flirt with Nana, Todoroki sat on the opposite side of the room with his arms crossed, watching their moves with an irritated look on his face. At that moment, Kirishima was passing by and saw Todoroki sitting there, scowling.

“You okay, man?” Kirishima asked; a bit concerned.

Todoroki quickly caught himself and went back to his usual expressionless self.

“It’s nothing.” Todoroki muttered.

“You sure?” Kirishima asked, raising an eyebrow.

Todoroki tried to avert his gaze but Kirishima caught on quickly, following his line of sight over to where Nana and Shindo were talking.

“Oh, it’s Nana and that Shindo guy.” Kirishima stated before realization hit him. “You’re jealous, aren’t you, Todoroki?”

“Could you speak any louder?” Todoroki whispered, frowning at his friend.

“You know, you’re not the only one who likes Nana.” Kirishima whispered. “Bakugo’s there as well. I heard he and Nana had an argument the other day cause she kissed you on your cheek.”

“Wait?” Todoroki asked as his eyes widened in shock. “Bakugo saw that?”

“Yeah.” Kirishima nodded his head. “Todoroki, if you don't make your moves, you'll miss your chance... You know, if I were you, I would’ve already made a move on her by now...”

And with that, Kirishima walked away from the bi-colored hair boy. Todoroki huffed as he sank back into his seat.

“Besides, it’s not that simple…” Todoroki trailed off in a whispered tone as his gaze went back to Nana again.

Now that you asked… I think, right now, if Touya suddenly appears and stands in front of me, I’ll definitely jump into his arms like a typical shoujo manga heroine… And tell him how much I missed him… How much I felt lonely without him... So yeah… Maybe I still love him…

The four of us later walked back to the dorm and as soon as we stepped inside the building, we faced the wrath of my old man Aizawa.

“What the hell were you three thinking?!” he growled out.

Aizawa was waiting for us at the door, yelling so loudly that my hair flew backward.

“Leaving the dorms past curfew, fighting on school grounds, property damage, it's like you've completely disregarded every rule we've put in place to ensure your safety.”

“Sorry.” I said sheepishly.

I had never heard old geezer raise his voice ever in my life. Even when he was angry was always deathly calm.

Aizawa wrapped his capturing weapon cloth around the boys and dragged them to the nurse’s office. While I treated their wounds, Aizawa stood in front of us with crossed arms and burning gaze with a timid All Might standing beside him. Aizawa’s capturing weapon was still kept wrapped around them though.

“I’m glad you two are so energetic.” Aizawa stated with a frown, burning fury oozing out from his existence. “So… Who hit first?”

“I did.” Bakugo huffed.

“But I hit him back, so…” Midoriya trailed off.

“If anything, I am responsible for what happened.” All Might said. “Young Bakugo felt it was his fault for my loss of power.”

Aizawa eyed the three males in front of him suspiciously for a moment before he let out a sigh.

“Bakugo, four days of house arrest! Midoriya, three days!” Aizawa barked out as he pointed a finger at them, making the boys fly back a bit at his rage. “During that time, you must clean all the common areas in the dorm, morning and night! Plus, you’ve to turn in a written apology! For your injuries, if the pain gets worse or doesn’t go away, go to the infirmary! But don’t rely on old lady’s quirk! Injuries you got your own should be healed that way!”

“What?!” Midoriya paled.

“Be grateful I'm letting you off easy!” Aizawa said, his glare more than enough to silence Midoriya. “That’s all! Get back to bed, all of you!”

“Yes!”

And with that Midoriya, Bakugo, and I dashed out of the nurse’s office. The three of us filed into the elevator to get to our respective floors and my mind again drifted back to Dabi and Touya. As soon as the elevator stopped on the fifth floor, Bakugo and I quickly stepped out of it.

“Hey.”

My train of thought was interrupted by a deep soft voice just as I was walking up to the door of my room. I looked up to see Shoto standing there outside my room, leaning against my wooden door.

“Tch!” Bakugo clicked his tongue in annoyance when he saw the bi-colored hair boy.

“Shoto?” I asked. “What’re you doing here?”

“Where did you go, Nana?” Shoto asked. “There was an explosion going off outside half an hour ago.”

“Yeah, about that…” I chuckled sheepishly. “Katsuki and Izuku went to one of the training grounds and got into a fight. Toshi-chan and I stopped them and brought them back.”

“What?” Shoto frowned before looking at Bakugo. “Did you hurt her, Bakugo?”

“What makes you think I would do that, you half ‘n half bastard?!” Bakugo snarled, clenching his fists.

“Cause that’s what you’re good at.” Shoto shot back.

“What did you say?!” Bakugo growled as he gripped the collar of Shoto’s shirt. “Say that again, huh?!”

“Guys, stop it!” I scolded, pushing them apart. “Just stop!”

I looked back at Bakugo and softened my gaze.

“Katsuki, a lot has happened today.” I muttered. “Please go and take some rest. We’ll talk tomorrow, okay?”

Bakugo frowned as he looked back and forth between me and Shoto.

“Whatever.” Bakugo grumbled as he unlocked the door.

“Goodnight, Katsuki.” I smiled.

“Goodnight.” Bakugo mumbled as he stepped inside his room before slamming the door behind him.

“You didn’t get hurt or anything, did you, Nana?” Shoto asked with concern as he gently held my shoulders.

“No, I’m fine.” I smiled at him. “Thanks for worrying about me, Shoto.”

“But you still look troubled. Did Bakugo or Midoriya do anything to you?” he asked.

“No, they didn’t.” I responded, slightly shaking my head.

“Then what’s bothering you?” he asked.

Dabi and Touya...

“It's nothing, Shoto. Really.” I smiled at him.

“Nana.” Shoto said with a serious tone, giving my shoulders a gentle squeeze as he leaned closer to my face, his heterochromatic eyes boring into my brownish amber ones. “You're always there for me when I go through a hard time. So I want to be there for you during your hard times as well. It's okay if you don't want to talk about it now. I may not be good at comforting people or listening to their problems, but if you ever need me, I will always be there for you. Always…”

My heart started to pound in my chest after hearing his words, but I wasn’t completely sure why. My face turned completely red; so red that I could put a tomato to shame. My mind was racing, unsure what to say while he waited for a response. My face softened at his words and shyly looked up at him.

“T-Thank you, Shoto.” I stuttered out. “That’s really generous of you. I appreciate that…”

“No need to thank me, Nana.” He smiled. “That’s the least I can do for you…”

Shoto slowly let go of my shoulders and turned around, heading back to his own room which was just beside mine.

“Umm… G-Goodnight, Shoto.” I mumbled shyly, still blushing.

Shoto turned to look at me with a delighted expression as his cheeks turned red while he smiled at me sheepishly.

“Goodnight, Nana…” he muttered. 

A week had already passed since UA held the amazing cultural festival and we the Class 1-A students with all our capabilities performed a flashy and lively musical performance, receiving a ton of applause and an ovation from the audience at the end of the show. I was really glad that everyone enjoyed our performance, especially Eri. It was very important for Midoriya, Mirio, and I to free Eri from Overhaul’s grip on her psyche from her consciousness and make her smile again, and seemed like it actually worked, making us feel happy and relieved of her recovery.

November was coming to an end and December was on its way which means my birthday was approaching as well. I was going to turn sixteen this year. It’s on the 5th of December and yes I’m a Sagittarius.

Right now, I was in my dorm room, getting all dressed up to visit a certain person. Today was the day I was going to meet Shoto and Touya’s mother again. It had been so long since I last saw the matriarch of the Todoroki household.

I inhaled sharply and stood in front of the mirror, placing a blue flame necklace around my neck. Touya gave me this pretty blue flame pendant on my 5th birthday a long time ago and that was the last time I celebrated my birthday with him before he passed away. I wore an olive-green-colored jacket over a dress and a pair of black boots.

I was tying up my raven hair in a high ponytail when suddenly there was a soft knock on my door.

“Nana, are you ready?” Shoto asked from the other side of the door.

“Yeah, just a sec, Shoto!” I replied, finished brushing my ponytail with my hairbrush.

I quickly grabbed my keys, my wallet, and my cell phone from my study table and rushed towards the door. I reached out for the doorknob and opened it up, greeted by Shoto's heterochromatic eyes from the other side.

"Hey." Shoto greeted me with a smile.

His voice and his gaze were soft and steady. His eyes shimmered, tinged with a mixture of joy, ease, and calmness.

"Hi, Shoto." I smiled brightly at him.

His eyes trailed over my frame.

"You...look cute." He muttered.

"Huh?” My cheeks began to heat up. "R-Really?"

"You look nice." Shoto stated. "The way you're dressed and the way you did your hair and everything. It's a bit different from usual, but I like it."

His lips curled up at the sides, a warm flush lighting his complexion.

"You're looking really pretty, Nana." he added.

I chuckled at his words.

"Thanks, Shoto." I smiled, stepping out the door and closing it behind me. "So… let’s go then, shall we?"

“Yeah, let’s go.” he smiled back.

From that point onward, time seemed to go by in a flash. Before I knew it, the two of us had already arrived at the hospital. Shoto was quick in checking in at the front desk, telling the receptionist who he was here to see. And not much later, we slowly were making our way over towards his mother's room. The heels of my boots made faint clacking sounds as they moved along the corridors. After a few moments later, the two of us halted in place.

“This is it.” Shoto mumbled, making me nod my head in response.

His right hand reached out towards the door's handle. With it now secured in his hold, he slowly pushed the door open.

My eyes immediately fell onto long straight locks as white as snow. Sitting on a bed next to the window was a familiar slender, female form. She turned her neck around and her gaze fell on our figures; those same familiar warm grey eyes which I saw last time many years ago. Shoto and I both stepped inside the room and closed the door behind us.

“Hello, Mom.” Shoto greeted with a smile, as we both walked closer to her. “Look, I brought Nana with me today.”

Rei broke out into a smile as her eyes sparkled with happiness and delight.

“Hello, Nana-chan.” She greeted me. “It’s been so long since I last saw you.”

I returned her gesture with a warm smile.

“Hello, Rei-san.” I bowed, greeting her back. “It’s great to see you again.”

Rei stood up from the bed and wrapped her arms around me. I felt really loved and relaxed in her warm embrace and soon after I hugged her back.  

“I’m so happy you finally came to see me.” She muttered.

“I’m glad I did.” I chuckled, slowly breaking away from the hug.

Rei again took her seat on the bed while Shoto and I sat on the chairs on the opposite side of her.

“How have you been? How is Aizawa-san?” Rei asked.

“Both me and old geezer is doing well.” I smiled at her. “How are you doing, Rei-san?”

“I’m doing just fine.” Rei chuckled. “And it’s all thanks to you, Nana-chan.”

“Me?” I blinked in confusion.

“Because of you, Shoto decided to see me again after so many years.” Rei responded as her smile appeared boundless, widening more and more. “So, thank you, Nana-chan.”

“You don't need to thank me, Rei-san. I didn't do anything special, really.” I chuckled sheepishly, slightly blushing.

“But I do. I really do. Because I'm sure that it must've taken a lot of patience and understanding on your part, in order to get Shoto to open up." She smiled sadly. "He's been burdened from a young age and because of that, he was always closed off from others.”

“Yeah, I know.” I sighed, nodding my head. “I mean, I was never aware of Shoto’s situation before, but I had seen Touya going through the same pain and agony, so yeah… I know what you’re talking about.”

Then there was this uncomfortable silence that fell among us.

Oh shit!!

Why did I mention Touya in front of Rei-san?!

Me and my fucking stupid clumsy ass!!

“I’m sorry…” Rei whispered, sniffling. “I’m sorry, Nana-chan.”

My whole body became stiff when I noticed tears forming at the edge of her eyes.

“Mom.” Shoto called out worriedly.

I quickly reached out and grabbed her hands in mine.

“R-Rei-san, w-why are you saying sorry to me?” I stuttered frantically.

“You lost Touya because of us.” She responded meekly, tears rolling down her cheeks. “If Enji had stopped being harsh on the boy and didn’t push him to his limits… If I had stayed at home instead of getting myself admitted to the hospital… If I had tried even harder to stay strong, mentally and emotionally… then perhaps, Touya would’ve been with us now, alive and well. Perhaps, you and Touya would’ve become more than just friends by now, Nana-chan… Things could have been much different from what it is now…”

That’s right…

I’m not just the only one but the Todoroki family as well…

Rei-san and Enji-san lost their child…

Shoto, Natsuo-san, and Fuyumi-san lost their eldest brother…

And I…

I lost a friend… support… a lover…

I shook my head and gently squeezed her hands.

“I’m not the only one who lost him, you know.” I said. “You lost him too, Rei-san. Touya was your son after all… Your own flesh and blood… My pain is nothing in comparison to yours…”

“But you and Touya were connected by heart, Nana-chan.” Rei stated, looking into my eyes, calming down a bit. “You two were more than just good friends. I know everything… I heard it from Natsuo and Fuyumi… Whenever Touya would have a hard time with Enji, he would always run back to you for your love and warmth. You used to give him medical attention whenever he burned his own skin from overtraining his quirk. You loved him, didn’t you Nana-chan?”

“I still do...” I chuckled softly. “I still do love Touya, immensely.”

“Touya was really lucky to have someone like you in his life.” Rei smiled at me, wiping away her tears. “You were his only friend beside Natsuo. I still remember those days when Touya would come to me and gushed over you every chance he got; about how much he loved you and wanted to marry you in the future and so on.”

“O-Oh? R-Really?” I stuttered.

My whole face started to heat up. I felt as if I was on fire.

“Yes.” Rei giggled in response. “But I’m glad that you found someone else in your life now.”

“Huh?” I raised an eyebrow.

“You and Shoto are dating right?” she asked before her gaze fell on her son, giving him a teasing look. “It’s not nice to steal your older brother’s girl like this, Shoto.”

My mouth practically dropped open in shock.

Shoto’s girlfriend...?!

Shoto's expression seemed to mirror my own, eyes widening in a hurry.

"M-Mom, you've got it wrong..." he protested, blushing more deeply than before. “She's not my girlfriend. We're just good friends..."

Rei pursed her lips.

"Hmm? Are you sure you're not dating, Shoto?" she asked. “The way you talk about Nana says otherwise.”

"W-We're not!" Shoto replied.

“Well, alright then. If you say so…" Rei smiled again.

I could still feel waves of heat burning my forehead. Shoto's face was almost exactly the same; his usual cool, apathetic expression had all but disappeared, replaced instead by a bright-red flush. I gripped down onto the edge of my seat.

Do other people see us as a couple as well?

Rei placed her hands on her lap, eyes brimming with excitement.

"So, I'm assuming that the two of you met at UA, right?” she asked. “Cause as far as I can remember Nana-chan never met Shoto and Natsuo before.”

“Yes, that’s right.” I smiled. “Well, actually Shoto and I met even before I started attending UA. It was at USJ, right Shoto?”

“Yeah, during that USJ villain attack.” Shoto nodded his head.

“I see.” Rei smiled at me. “Well, thank you, Nana-chan, for being Shoto’s friend.”

“I’m glad I am...” I smiled back. “We never got the chance to meet each other until we started attending UA, even though our families have known each other for years. But I’m glad that we finally met and now are good friends, right Shoto?"

I directed a smile towards the bi-color-haired boy seated beside me.

“Right." He smiled back at me.

Rei couldn't stop grinning ear-to-ear.

"I can't wait for the two of you to actually start dating." She giggled softly.

"Mom, please..." Shoto let out a sigh.

The rest of the visit seemed to pass in minutes. Chatting away with Rei was such a nostalgic feeling. There was this warmth and familiarity about Rei which I hadn’t felt for a very long time. It was because she kinda reminded me of my own mother, Junko, and my foster mother, Nemuri or Midnight; kind, sweet, and gentle. The only difference was that Rei was a soft woman whereas my Mom and Nemuri were known as the badass bitches across the Musutafu city back in their UA days.

It was nice having the opportunity to meet Rei again. Shoto and I finished our goodbyes for the day and Rei welcomed me back for another visit in the future, which I gratefully accepted. And with the sun setting off in the distance, Shoto closed the door behind us as we stepped out of the room.

“Nana.”

I glanced over to my side, smiling happily.

“Hmm?”

“Thank you.” Shoto smiled. “For visiting my mother.”

I chuckled in response.

“It was nothing really.” I patted his shoulder. “Rather I should be the one thanking you for bringing me here today. I always wanted to see Rei-san again. So thank you, Shoto.”

Shoto simply smiled in response. 

“His regeneration has slowed, we can take him on!” Shoto announced, looking over at Shigaraki. “Nana, Bakugo, Hado senpai!”

“Maggots swarming by the thousands…” Shigaraki muttered, trying to stand up from the ground.

Shoto, Bakugo, Nejire senpai, Iida, and I all at once charged at Shigaraki before a huge battle broke out. But within a few seconds, it all stopped when the earth beneath us started to shake violently and the sound of buildings crashing down hit our ears from afar. We all turned around and noticed that the behemoth Gigantomachia had finally arrived at the battlefield while carrying the remaining members of the Paranormal Liberation Front on his back as we watched the walking calamity moving towards us in horror.

“There is no way we can handle fighting both that giant and Shigaraki!” Shoto yelled, before charging at Shigaraki again. “I would better take Shigaraki down since he is already on his last legs!!”

“Don’t go and play the hero all by yourself, you half and half bastard!” Bakugo growled, charging at Shigaraki as well.

And with that Shoto, Bakugo, and Nejire senpai attacked Shigaraki with their super moves all the same time and the villain finally fell on the ground, unconscious.

“Run!!” Endeavor shouted when Gigantomachi finally stepped into the battlefield and quickly picked unconscious Shigaraki up from the ground.

“Shigaraki, you're not looking so good!!” Spinner asked from the giant's back.

“You okay, Shoto?” Endeavor asked as Shoto landed beside his father.

“Oh there you are!” a familiar voice suddenly called out.

We all looked up to see Dabi on Gigantomachi’s back, grinning down at us.

“You all look like a bunch of ants from way up here!” Dabi chuckled, waving his hand. “Oh?! Do I spy Shoto too?! That’s perfect!! Long time no see!!”

“Huh?” Shoto asked in annoyance.

“Dabi!!” Endeavor snarled at the ravenette villain.

“Ouch! Is that any way to address me?” Dabi chuckled mockingly as he poured some liquid from a bottle over his head before his hair went from black to white. “Why must you call me by my villain moniker... when I have such a great name… Call me Touya…”

And then I felt like the whole world just stopped. My eyes widened in disbelief while my mouth gasped open as I stared at Dabi or should I say Touya in bewilderment. My heart started to beat faster than usual as if it was going to burst out of my chest and now I suddenly started to feel like the whole world was spinning really fast, making me feel all dizzy and sick.

Now that you asked… I think, right now, if Touya suddenly appears and stands in front of me, I’ll definitely jump into his arms like a typical shoujo manga heroine and tell him how much I missed him, how much I felt lonely without him. So yeah… Maybe I still love him…

“You are that dumbstruck?! Really?!” Touya laughed. “I know my face isn’t exactly what it was, but I was sure that my own family would have figured it out. Though there was this one person who speculated that I could be Touya and it was none other than my lovely ex-fiancé; Nana Osaki!!”

It's been a while, hasn’t it Babydoll? I missed you so much.~

“T-Touya…” I mumbled, still in shock as my eyes started to get blurry and watery.

“Who are you?” I asked softly. “Do I know you? Have we ever met before? Why did you ask if I recognized you? And why do you keep saying that you missed me?”

“The name is Dabi, Babydoll… Your glorified villain babysitter.” He smirked, standing up, his hands in the pockets of his trench coat.

“Is that actually your real name though?” I looked at him skeptically. “I don’t believe that. What’s your real name? What’s your true identity?”

“Why do you ask, Babydoll?” he asked.

“Cause you remind me of someone I knew and love.” I responded.

“Oh really? Who?” he asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Touya Todoroki.” I mumbled softly.

Touya looked at me with an apologetic smile.

“Sorry Babydoll, for hiding this secret from you! Back at Camino Ward, when you asked me if I was Touya or not, at that moment I wanted to do nothing else but to pull you into a tight hug, shower you with love and kisses, and tell you that I was in fact your Touya, but if I did that, my plans would’ve gotten ruined!” Touya stated before he looked back at Shoto and Endeavor with a smirk. “Well, Endeavor, I never forgot a thing. And I had plenty of reason to keep watching you. I’m not saying that everyone has to be pure and selfless. Just you! And guess what? Right now, my prerecorded life story is broadcasting nationwide and on the internet!”

Touya grinned widely as he started to jump down from Gigantomachia’s back and began to dance and twirl around in the madness. Shoto and Endeavor simply stood on the ground with wide eyes and dropped jaws, staring at Touya in disbelief while trying to take in everything that was happening right now at that moment.

“Man, I’m having a blast!!” Touya laughed. “Sorry, where was I? Oh yeah! How could I make you hurt? How to best stomp all over your life? I have been pondering all this ever since that day! I couldn’t figure out why I even existed and every day I would crawl to Natsu-kun and Nana crying my eyes out… Not that you ever knew, right?! When you finally achieved success with your little puppet Shoto… I thought killing him might do the trick! But then who would have guessed you got bumped up to No. 1! Suddenly, I was rooting for your happiness. My blood ran cold when I thought you might bite the big one in Kyushu! Then I led Starservant and Ending straight to you one after the other and you still survived like the cockroach that you are! You were finally No. 1! It's all you ever wanted! But it must have weighed on you, right?! Or was all the praise and admiration like chicken soup for your soul?! When at long last you could steer your kids in the eye… Did you finally start to feel the warm and fuzzy bonds of the family?! You must have thought ‘as long as I face the future I can be better’! I can tell you are at a loss for words, so here is the answer! The past never dies! Get it yet?! You reap what you sow!! Let us fall together, you and me, Enji Todoroki!! Come dance with your son, here in hell!!”  

“Touya is dead. This is an unforgivable lie.” Endeavor mumbled in disbelief.

“I am alive and kicking! It's an unforgivable truth, Dad!!” Touya responded with a grin. “So sad that you never bothered to invite me to your fire quirk-infested agency! You can swab me or take some blood samples as a souvenir if you don't believe me. Go run a DNA test. Although my own test results are already being publicized as we speak. Endeavor, consider this a homecoming gift from me to you since I dug up something on that good for nothing spy Hawks as well. Even coming from a villain, the words that I speak will shake the public to their cores. They won't be able to trust any of you after this. The damage has already been done! After seeing something like that, who the hell won't be shaking in their boots?!”

With that, Touya jumped off from Gigantomachia's back and was about to attack Endeavor with Prominence Burn to finish off his father once and for all.

“Thanks for going strong up until now, Endeavor!!” Touya yelled.

“Touya!! Stop, please!! Don’t do this!!” I screamed out, tears rolling down my cheeks.

“Sorry, Nana!! But this is what I’ve been waiting for the past 11 years!!” Touya replied back.

“Father, he is coming!!” Shoto yelled at a still shocked Endeavor, preparing to attack Touya back. “Protect Nana and the others! I will handle this! Please move! Protect them! Hey, please get it together!!”

But then suddenly a plane flew up in the air at the battlefield and before Touya could unleash his attack, he got tied up with wires from that plane. We all looked up and noticed who it was.

“Apologize for being fashionably late!! Best Jeanist will now be returning to work starting today!!” the No. 3 pro hero announced.

“Even if you are alive, Jeanist… The Todoroki family’s past won't be brushed under the rug… Right, Shoto?!” Touya smirked.

Best Jeanist unleashed even more wire and wrapped them around Gigantomachia, Spinner, and Mr. Compress as he pinned down the giant on the ground.

“You’re kidding me! He managed to detain Machia?!” Mr. Compress yelled.

“Trying to break free is so painful!!” Spinner shouted. “Doesn’t Machia have immeasurable strength?! Shigaraki, wake up!! You are alive, aren’t you?! Machia needs your orders!! Shigaraki!!”

Nejire senpai meanwhile, tried to strike Shigaraki again, but unfortunately got blasted by Touya's flames, much to everyone’s horror.

“Senpai!” I shouted in horror as I ran up and caught her into my arms before looking back at Touya with rage. “What the fuck, Touya?!”

“What a mess, huh Endeavor!!” Touya called as he broke free from Jeanist’s restraints using his blue flames. “Look! Another starry-eyed kid with a bright future burned to ashes!! By your flames!!”

Then suddenly Shigaraki slowly started to regain consciousness and ordered Gigantomachia to break free from the restraints. And right one cue, the giant let out an earth-shaking roar and started to tear down the wires around him, but Jeanist again shot more wires around it.

“Quit it, Touya-Nii!!” Shoto yelled as he charged at Touya. “So you send that villain?! Natsu was nearly killed!! The brother you said you crawled and cried to! That Natsu!!”

“Then that would mean Endeavor would suffer!!” Touya grinned at Shoto.

“Have you lost your mind?!” Shoto asked.

“You got it, Shoto!!” Touya laughed. “Your big brother has completely lost any feeling for anything!!”

“Touya!!” Shoto yelled as Touya used his flames on his younger brother.

“Finally, I can kill you!!” Touya laughed.

“Shoto!!” I shouted in horror as I charged at the Todoroki brothers. “Touya, stop!!”

“Hey, Spinner!! Behind you!!” Mr. Compress called.

“Huh?” Spinner asked as he turned around to look. “Looks like luck is in our favor after all!!”

“Those fucking Nomus again!!” Bakugo snarled as he charged at those flying creatures.

I also turned around and gasped when I noticed Nomus flying towards us. I quickly changed my route and flew towards the Nomus unleashing my Rinkaku Kagune and taking out my scythe. One after another, Bakugo and I fought and killed the Nomus when suddenly I felt a similar presence around me.

“Don’t tell me!” I gasped.

“Po!”

At that moment, Mirio senpai arrived, using his quirk to take out the Nomu which was approaching Best Jeanist, leaving everyone shocked.

“Lemillion!!” Midoriya gasped.

“Mirio senpai!” I called with a smile.

“Despite this, it’s not like I have got the power to take out this Nomus in one shot!” Mirio senpai chuckled. “Nana-chan, Bakugo, back me up!!”

“It’s great to see you again, Bakugo.” Jeanist greeted.

“That was just a placeholder name…” Bakugo smirked as he killed a Nomu with his quirk. “I was saving the real deal for you! From now on call me… God of Explosive Destruction, Dynamight!!!”

“Huh?” I sweat-dropped.

“Another dud…” Jeanist groaned.

“Too long!” Iida yelled.  

“Chaotic!” Nejire senpai commented.

“Tacky!” Mr. Compress deadpanned.  

“Kinda cool!” Spinner muttered.

“Haha! That's a good hero name! It's pretty funny!” Mirio senpai laughed.

“It’s not meant to be funny!!” Bakugo snapped at Mirio.

“Without joy and laughter to balance the sorrow the world can never hope to have a bright future…” Mirio senpai stated. “My bad there! That's just my motto!! As long as the final boss is restricted in the blaze, it’s time to clean up the rest of the mess!!”

And right on cue, Mirio senpai, Nejire senpai, Bakugo, Jeanist, and I started to attack and kill all the flying Nomus.

“Aw, your friends are having a blast down there!!” Touya laughed as he and Shoto kept on fighting mid-air. “Poor Shoto... No fun for you, just pain!”

Touya then grabbed Shoto and wrapped his arms around his younger brother before covering his azure flames around themselves as he started to increase his heat.

“But you… your body will burn too!” Shoto stuttered out in pain. "You're burning up as well, Touya!"

“You have grown up to be so considerate, I’m happy for you little bro!” Touya chuckled as his eyes trailed off to Endeavor’s still shocked face. “I’m fine! In fact, I’m overjoyed right now! Look at that face! Even when his masterpiece, his greatest doll is about to get perished by his failure's flames, he still can't do anything!! Hey, take a look! He is totally broken!! Hahaha!! Shoto, if you burn up in my flames and turn to ashes, I wonder what kind of face dear old dad will be making then?!”

While I was fighting and killing the Nomus, I noticed what Touya was trying to do with Shoto. So without wasting any more time, I used my Kakugan and swapped places with Shoto. And right now, I was in Touya’s arms.

“Nana!!” Shoto gasped in shock.

“Oh, now look at that?” Touya smirked as he tightened his grip around me and pulled me even closer to his chest, immediately extinguishing his flames. “It’s been so long since I held you like this, Nana… I missed this.”

“Touya…” I mumbled lovingly as I reached out and touched his face. “Please, stop this… I beg you… Please…”

“I can’t, Nana…” Touya muttered, softening his gaze at me before reaching out and gently running his fingers on my cheek.

“Hey, let go of Nana-chan!” Midoriya yelled.

“You know it’s rude to interfere in other people’s family matter!” Touya said to the green-haired boy in annoyance.

“I’m interfering because Todoroki-kun is a precious friend and Endeavor is my mentor who made me stronger!!” Midoriya yelled. “The past doesn't disappear! That's why the present Endeavor is making an effort. That’s the Endeavor I’m watching. You’re not Endeavor!!”

“Ha, anybody could figure that out!” Touya responded mockingly. “But don’t you pity the likes of me at least a little?! The consequences of the scenes committed by a supposed apostle of justice… That’s what I am! Evil will no longer prosper! Justice will crumble! All I have done is showed all those susceptible people where to put the blame! Now the future that awaits is clear! All the lip service and ego-stroking will vanish and it will be chaos!!”

Then all of a sudden, Gigantomachia started to go all wild and tear up Jeanist’s restraints.

“Big trouble!” Mirio senpai yelled.

“He has restored!” Jeanist shouted.

At the moment, Endeavor used every bit of strength he had to fly up and knock the giant back before knocking himself out as a result.

“Enji-san?!” I gasped in shock.

“Macchia?!” Spinner yelled.

“My strength!!” Gigantomachia groaned in pain as he started to slow down a bit.

“There was a message from the mountain team! They said they didn’t notice any effect but… the anesthetic worked!!” Jeanist stated.

“Looks like we’ve to go now…” Touya muttered with a sigh. “But before I go, I want to do something that I’ve always wanted to do since forever…”

“What-“

But before I could say anything more, Touya quickly leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine, pulling me into a passionate searing kiss as the cold metal of his piercings sent pleasant shudders up my spine. My eyes widened in shock and I went completely rigid on my spot. I mean, after all, it was my first kiss and it got stolen by the man I had been in love with for so many years now. I didn't know how to respond to it at first. The kiss was like a beautiful sweet dream; a dream that I didn't want to wake up from.

I’m in love with you, Nana Osaki. You may not understand what it means to be in love with someone because you're still too young. But always remember… I love you and I always will love you, Nana-chan...

My brain stopped functioning and the next thing I knew, I slowly and unconsciously closed my eyes and started to kiss back Touya. In response, Touya smirked into the kiss before he pressed his tongue to the seam of my lips and at my grant of access, delved the tongue inside my mouth. As our tongues intertwined with one another, the kiss got rough, sloppy, and even more demanding. Euphoric warmth began to blossom within me and the whole feeling was completely blissful, making the kiss feel like fireworks, tingles, and desires. It felt as if nothing mattered at that moment, as if nothing existed in this universe; it was just only me and him. Touya then slowly pulled away from the kiss as soon as we were out of breath and chuckled softly at my tomato red confused face.

“DID HE JUST KISS HER?!?!” Bakugo roared in rage.

“Looks like I’m your first kiss, huh?” Touya muttered with a smirk, panting slightly from the kiss. “Lucky me!”

Touya quickly let go of me and started to climb back onto Gigantomachia while I kept on floating in the mid-air like an idiot, trying to process everything that just happened now.

“Touya!!” Shoto yelled, charging at his older brother to attack him with Flashfire Fist.

“Sorry, Shoto! The situation has changed!” Touya responded before attacking Shoto with his Flashfire Fist Jetburn.

“Shoto!” I gasped, rushing forward to save him.

But it was too late as Shoto had already taken the attack and was now knocked out cold. I quickly caught him into my arms and slowly landed on the ground. I looked over to see that Mr. Compress caught Touya into his marbles before safely handing it over to Spinner.

And after that, whatever happened on the battlefield was all blurry to me. I remembered Shoto slowly regained his consciousness and I quickly went back to fight Shigaraki and the Nomus. Mirio senpai was finally able to catch Mr. Compress and easily took him down. Bakugo, Nejire senpai, Iida, Jeanist, and I all desperately tried to fight and chase after Shigaraki with our fatigued injured bodies while also fighting against other Nomus as Shigaraki, Spinner, and Skeptic started to escape away by riding on the back of a flying Nomu. Shoto, Endeavor, and Midoriya were all barely able to stay conscious at that moment. Midoriya also tried to catch Shigaraki with his Blackwhip but failed in the process. In the end, Shigaraki successfully escaped away with his comrades, bringing the Paranormal Liberation war to a conclusion. 

“I said the same thing to Gran Torino as well, but…” the doctor stated to my old man Aizawa. “If you had waited even a moment longer, it would have been even worse. Thanks to Rock Lock, Manual, and the others prioritizing your life you’re here.”

Right now, I was in Aizawa’s cabin with Present Mic with my old man was lying down on his hospital bed. After Shigaraki shot the quirk-destroying bullet on his right leg, Aizawa had to cut off his leg on the battlefield in order to prevent the drug from destroying his quirk.

“Thank god, you’re okay…” I sighed as I put my head on Aizawa’s shoulder. “I thought you would’ve died, you old geezer…”

“The world can’t get rid of me that easily, brat…” Aizawa responded, gently patting my head.

“Even Kayama senpai… Why…” Mic trailed off.

“Please don’t say it, Mic…” I mumbled, biting my bottom lip as tears started to form in my eyes. “It’s too much for me, you know… First my parents… then one of my mentors, Sir Nighteye… now my foster mother, Midnight… I just can’t…”

Aizawa quickly pulled me into a hug, burying my face into his chest.

“Don’t say it, Yamada…” Aizawa stated. “Just tell me how the students are doing…”

Mic let out a heavy sigh.

“Well…” Mic trailed off. “Almost every student has either regained consciousness or gotten better after receiving medical attention… well except for Midoriya…”

“What?” Aizawa asked.

“Izuku is the only one who still hasn’t shown any sign of waking up.” I added.

Aizawa’s eyes widened in shock as he looked over to us with a puzzled expression.

“Don’t worry…” I sighed before getting up and walking over to the door. “Toshi-chan is with him now…”

“Where are you going, Nana-chan?” Mic asked.

“To see Shoto.” I responded before closing the door behind me.  

I then slowly made my way towards Shoto’s cabin. When I reached there, I slid the door open. I noticed that the people in the room turned to look at me.

“Nana-san.” Yaoyorozu greeted me with a small smile.

“Nana!” Kirishima grinned at me

“Hey, guys.” I greeted them back, walking up to them. “Looks like you finally woke up, Shoto.”

“Yeah…” Shoto replied meekly in a raspy voice.

“His throat is burnt, so…” Mina stated.

“I see…” I nodded my head before taking my seat beside Shoto on the bed. “How’re you doing now, Shoto?”

“How’re you doing, Nana?” Shoto asked.

I stared at him for a moment before letting out a sigh, looking away.

“What do you think, huh Shoto?” I muttered. “Touya was my friend… my fiancé… we were in love with each other… Eleven years ago, we all believed he passed away, but now all of a sudden he came back into our lives… Not as Touya, but as a murderous villain Dabi...”

Suddenly my eyes started to get all blurry. My breath hitched as I wept, tears started to roll down my cheeks.

“Nana-san!” Yaoyorozu gasped, rushing to my side and pulling me into a hug. “Please calm down!”

“I…I-I’m not okay, Shoto!!” I sobbed out loudly, as Yaoyorozu tightened her grip around me, gently rubbing my back. “I’m not okay, you hear me?! This is not okay! Touya being Dabi is not okay! None of this is okay! I couldn’t save my lover from walking down the path of destruction! I failed to save him! When the League kidnapped me and Katsuki, I speculated that Dabi was Touya, but I wanted to believe that I was wrong! That it was all just a misunderstanding! But, no! It’s a despicable truth and now it hurts, Shoto! Dammit! I love Touya so much, it hurts!!”

But Shoto didn’t say anything back as in response he remained completely silent and stared at me in shock, as if I broke his heart or something. 

“Did you happen to hear Uravity's speech?” Ectoplasm asked Endeavor, Shoto, and Hawks. “Come in and see for yourselves. All is well. At least for the time being.”

With that the four entered the barrier wall, witnessing the students, teachers, and the crowd leading Midoriya and Nana towards the Class 1-A dormitory.

“In the end, all we did was cause more pain for both Nana and Deku.” Endeavor spoke up with guilt in his voice. “No real progress… just a roundabout way of getting to this point.”

“No progress? I disagree.” Hawks responded with a small smile, staring at Nana with a loving and affectionate look in his eyes. “We are seeing it here, Endeavor-san. One For All is a network of power that links people’s hearts. It tied All Might to Midoriya-kun. The previous One For All user, Nana Shimura-san is Nana-chan's relative from her mother’s side of the family. Then Class 1-A kept Nana-chan and Midoriya-kun in the game... And Uravity linked these people to Nana-chan and Midoriya-kun. If everyone… If all of us are even a little bit capable of seeing each other as united as one, then… I see a future where heroes have time to kill. One so bright we can’t help but grin.”

Shoto, on the other hand, remained completely quiet the entire time, recalling the moments when he witnessed Nana shedding her precious tears for his eldest brother, Touya over and over again while declaring her love for him.  

‘Now that you asked… I think, right now, if Touya suddenly appears and stands in front of me, I’ll definitely jump into his arms like a typical shoujo manga heroine… And tell him how much I missed him… How much I felt lonely without him... So, yeah… Maybe I still love him…’

‘What do you think, huh Shoto? Touya was my friend, my fiancé… We were in love with each other… Eleven years ago, we all believed he passed away… But now all of a sudden he came back into our lives… Not as Touya, but as a murderous villain Dabi... I’m not okay, Shoto!! I’m not okay, you hear me?! This is not okay! Touya being Dabi is not okay! None of this is okay! I couldn’t save my lover from walking down the path of destruction! I failed to save him! When the League kidnapped me and Katsuki, I speculated that Dabi was Touya, but I wanted to believe that I was wrong! That it was all just a misunderstanding! But, no! It’s a despicable truth and now it hurts, Shoto! Dammit! I love Touya so much, it hurts!!’

As much as Shoto loved Nana, he wanted to see her all happy and smiling again, even if it meant sacrificing his own love for Nana and reuniting her with his brother once again.

“Father… we do this together…” Shoto spoke up. “Nana has shed too many tears for Touya-Nii. She went through so much stress for our mistakes. Nana has done nothing but loved and supported Touya-Nii her entire life, but in the end, she had to receive pain and suffered the most. But enough is enough. Not anymore. For our family, for Nana, we need to find Touya-Nii and bring him back home.”

Endeavor let out a heavy sigh before looking down at the ground, covering his eyes under his fedora.

“Yeah.” The older Todoroki man mumbled out. 

It was like 6:30 in the morning when I woke up today. I wasn’t usually a morning person and always prioritized my beauty sleep over anything else, but with so many problems in my life right now that kept me restless almost 24/7, I just couldn’t sleep peacefully for a day even if I wanted to.

I grumbled under my breath and rolled out of the bed while mentally cursing All For One, Touya, and Tenko for constantly keeping me agitated and anxious like this every single time as I made my way towards the girls’ bathroom. I showered, brushed my teeth, got dressed, and finally tossed my raven-black hair up into a high ponytail before leaving my room, dragging my feet the entire way to the kitchen. I rubbed my eyes and mindlessly walked into the room before letting out a small yawn and stretching my arms.

“Morning.”

I looked over to see the explosive blonde standing at the counter in front of the toaster.

"Morning, Katsuki." I greeted him with a sleepy smile, making my way towards him and Bakugo narrowed his eyes at me.

"You look like you got hit by a fucking bus.” He pointed out. “Those bags under your eyes… Did you even sleep at all last night?"

I sighed and shrugged in response.

“A little, I guess…” I muttered out in response, causing Bakugo to shake his head in a disapproved manner.

"You shouldn't have gotten up at the ass crack of dawn if you hadn't gotten a good sleep, dumbass." he lectured me as his toast popped out from the toaster.

There was a moment of silence before I spoke up again.

“I saw Touya and Tenko in my dreams last night …” I sighed while starting a pot of coffee and Bakugo stiffened a bit upon hearing my response. “And after that, I couldn’t sleep properly anymore…”

Bakugo then went completely silent for a moment as he began to spread some Nutella on the toasty bread, careful not to get any on the sides before handing the food to me.

“You know, you’ve to face them again… someday soon…” he pointed out in a soft voice. “And when I say soon, I mean very soon.”

“I know… I’m just so tired of everything now, you know. Especially after what happened last night…” I sighed again and leaned back against the counter before taking a small bite of the toast.

“I understand, but you need to get rid of your frustration, anger, and tiredness as quick as possible before facing those fucking assholes once again.” he stated the obvious while pouring coffee in two mugs for both of us. “You're fucked anyway, so might as well get some damn sleep.”

“Oh yeah? But then again, if I sleep in and wake up late, who’ll serve me my favorite coffee and toast with Nutella at the breakfast?” I stated with a small teasing smirk causing Bakugo to let out a small chuckle in response.

“Make your own damn breakfast from now on, you lazy woman.” He smirked back and this time I chuckled out in response.

“That was rude, Kacchan. I always wanted you to make breakfast for me.” I pouted with puppy dog eyes causing Bakugo to roll his own eyes at me.

“Not happening again.” he scoffed and I pursed my lips in disapproval.

And just then a familiar figure walked into the scene, making me smile warmly at the individual.

“Morning, Shoto.” I greeted the boy and he smiled back in response.

“Morning, Nana.” Shoto greeted back before his heterochromatic eyes trailed over to Bakugo. “Morning, Bakugo.”

“Hm, morning.” Bakugo mumbled out and continued to sip his coffee while Shoto slowly made his way over to me.

“What do you want for breakfast, Shoto?” I asked with a small smile, causing Shoto to slightly tilt his head to the side.

“What are you having?” he asked, looking over at my plate which was on the counter.

“Coffee, toast, Nutella.” I smiled and held up my coffee mug at Shoto before looking over at Bakugo with a teasing smirk. “Kacchan made breakfast for me today.”

This caused Bakugo to let out a small huff as he rolled his eyes at me while his cheeks slowly began to turn pink in color.

“And I regret doing that for you.” Bakugo grumbled out and I giggled in response.

“Tsundere much?” I teased the explosive blonde before looking back at Shoto who was already staring at me with a smile on his pretty face. “What is it, Shoto?”

“Nothing…” Shoto replied, slightly shaking his head before walking over to the counter to pour some coffee for himself in a new clean mug. “It’s great to see you smiling again. It feels nice.”

Shoto’s response made my smile widen a bit as I looked away from the boys and my gaze fell on the coffee mug in my hands.

“Well, I’m still trying to get back to my normal self… It’s kinda hard, but I’m trying. And with you guys helping me along the way, I think I’ll be able to recover back very fast.” I stated in a soft tone while brushing the index finger of my right hand against the rim of the mug before looking back at the boys with a warm smile. “So, thank you, both of you, for always being there for me…”

In response, Shoto and Bakugo didn’t say anything back as they rather simply flashed out a warm smile at me before a comfortable silence fell between the three of us causing us to continue to enjoy our breakfast in complete peace and quiet.

“So, you’re saying that America’s No. 1 hero Star and Stripe has already reached Japan to fight Tenko?” I asked my green-haired friend, raising an eyebrow.

Right now, I was in the kitchen, making a cup of tea for myself when suddenly Midoriya came over to me with a concerned look on his face, informing me about this new situation.

“Well, that’s what All Might told me.” Midoriya shrugged in response before looking down at the cell phone in his hands with furrowed eyebrows. “Also, he ran into Stain the other day where Stain gave him some info about the escapees of the Tartarus prison while many other details alongside it.”

“Stain gave info? You mean the ‘Stain’ I took down months ago?” I asked in disbelief and Midoriya nodded his head in response. “He’s an ally now?”

“Looks like it.” Midoriya responded, feeling a bit unsure himself as well.

“I see…” I trailed off with furrowed eyebrows, slightly nodding my head as I looked away from my friend and my gaze fell on the teacup at the counter.

I started to feel a bit worried about the upcoming encounter between Tenko and Star which didn’t go unnoticed by Midoriya.

“You’re getting worried about Shigaraki, aren’t you?” he asked in a soft tone and the frown on my face deepened even more.

“Even though Tenko’s a villain and a global threat, he’s still my family, Izuku…” I muttered out with a heavy sigh, running a hand through my raven locks in frustration. “He’s my cousin, my flesh and blood… And it’s not just Tenko, you know; Touya is still out there and God knows what he’s doing, how he’s doing… and the last thing I want is to lose Touya again, Izuku. I can’t lose him anymore. I don’t want to lose the man I love.”

“I understand your feelings, Nana-chan.” Midoriya stated in a reassuring tone, slightly nodding his head in response while I leaned back against the counter with my right hand resting on its marble stone surface.

“Is it weird…?” I asked in a weak voice causing Midoriya to glance back at me with a confusing look and continue to speak up. “My love and infatuation for Touya?”

“You mean your love and infatuation for the man who is a murderous villain, but once was an innocent child who wanted to surpass All Might and craved for his abusive father’s love and acknowledgment, but was tossed aside because he couldn’t fulfill his father’s requirements and now you wanting to save him and bring him back home…? No, I don’t think it’s weird… You’re just madly in love, Nana-chan, that’s all.” Midoriya stated with a warm smile before backing away from the counter and leaving the scene.

I simply stared at Midoriya’s retreating figure in surprise and amusement for a moment before my lips curled up into a small smile. I let out a small sigh and shook my head as I grabbed the cup from the counter to finish my tea.

“It’s cold.” I mumbled to myself, referring to the now cold tea in the cup.

I clicked my tongue and threw the cold tea into the sink before leaving the cup there like as it was. As I slowly began to make my way back to my bedroom, strolling through the hallway in a lazy manner, my brownish amber eyes flicked over to one of my neighbor’s bedroom doors – Todoroki.

“Shoto.” I called out softly as I lightly knocked on his door with my small fist. “It’s me, Nana.”

Hearing some shuffling noises coming from the other side of the door as I waited for the bi-color-haired boy, Shoto took almost a few seconds to come and answer his door.

“Nana, hey…” Shoto greeted me, leaning against the doorframe before his lips curled up into a smile.

“Hey. Sorry for bothering you like this. Hope you weren’t busy.” I stated with an apologetic smile.

“No, of course not. I wasn’t doing anything anyway.” Shoto stated, quickly shaking his head in response. “Besides, you’re never a bother, Nana.”

My heart immediately skipped a beat as my cheeks slowly began to warm up upon hearing his words. I brushed all of these off to the side and flashed out a gentle smile at him.

“I came here to ask you something…” I muttered out, crossing my arms over my chest while Shoto nodded his head in response. “Any news from Enji-san… about Touya?”

This caused Shoto to let out a heavy sigh before he brushed a hand through his soft hair and slowly shook his head in response.

“No, not yet…They’re still searching for him.” he mumbled out while I bit my bottom and furrowed my eyebrows at him.

“Apparently, America’s No.1 Hero, Star and Stripe with her whole team arrived here in Japan just a few hours ago. Izuku got this news from Toshi-chan.” I informed him, making Shoto nod his head in response.

“Star and Stripe, huh?” Shoto mumbled to himself.

“And she’s probably facing off Tenko by now as we speak…” I added in a worried tone and Shoto furrowed his eyebrows a bit.

“You’re worried.” He pointed out causing me to look up into his mismatched eyes. “About Shigaraki…”

“About everything.” I countered back with a melancholic tone before letting out a small shaky sigh, my eyes flicked to elsewhere. “I’m just getting even more restless with the passage of each time.”

I could feel Shoto’s gaze on me before he spoke up again.

“Do you… have anything in mind?” he asked and I raised an eyebrow at him in confusion. “You know, we could do anything to keep your mind off from all of these if you want.”

I gave him a ‘are you serious’ kind of a look, causing Shoto to smile at me, much of my own surprise and amusement.

“I know it’s not the best time and all, but we could spend some time together while I’ll help you to recover from this anxiety and restlessness.” He suggested and I narrowed my eyes at him.

“Know how to play shogi?” I asked and Shoto’s lips curled up into a knowing smile.

“Always up to some competition I see.” He chuckled out while I smirked at him in response.

And this was how both Shoto and I ended up in my bedroom, playing shogi on my bed. We sat on the opposite ends of a shogi board and the match went on without exchanging words between the two of us as our focus was solely on the board and the pieces.

“You’re one tough opponent, Nana.” Shoto pointed out with his eyes fixated on the board in concentration while his intertwined fingers were pressed against his lips, looking all serious.

This caused me to smirk in response and my gaze flicked up from the board and landed on his form.

“Giving up so soon?” I teased him with a smug look on my face. “You know, Shoto, no one has ever beaten me in a shogi match before, except for one person.”

“That’s impressive.” Shoto responded with amusement. “Who taught you to play this?”

I took a moment of silence before answering his question.

“Touya…” I muttered out with my eyes softening a bit while Shoto glanced over at me with a surprised look. “Touya loved playing shogi and I remember him getting really offended sometimes when people get the rules wrong. He was the one who taught me how to play this game and the only person to ever beat me in a shogi match. No one else could. Touya was really good at playing this game and I remember it would catch people off-guard sometimes because they never pegged him for a strategic thinker even though he was and still is.”

“I see…” Shoto trailed off, going completely silent for a moment before speaking up again. “What else did Touya-Nii love to do or the things he hated?”

“You seem curious.” I pointed out with a smirk.

“He’s my brother and sadly I know nothing about him.” he responded back with a shrug, causing me to nod my head in response as I began to recall everything I knew about Touya.

“Touya…” I trailed off for a moment before I started to list off things I knew about the said man. “He hated fish. He used to have perfect dental hygiene. Sometimes, he got motion sick, so he hated fast or reckless driving. Whenever I saw him training on his own, I noticed that he had extremely good reflexes and that he strongly favored his left arm during fights. Touya had no filter; he would call someone a freak to their face and then could proceed to insult somebody else just five whole seconds later after being introduced to them. Touya never bothered with social niceties and was painfully rude, although admittedly he never realized his own rudeness sometimes. Touya was and still is an extremely smart, intelligent, and insightful individual, also somewhat nerdy and I believe he’s the smartest among all of you Todoroki siblings. No offense.”

“None taken.” Shoto responded with a small chuckle and I smiled softly at him.

“One of Touya’s most noticeable personality traits is his independent and self-reliant nature. He’s more of a realist than an idealist sort of person in my opinion and I think his emotional intelligence is as wide as the surface of a teaspoon. Although, he does have a personal metric when it comes to judging morals and I remember him consistently applying it with every person he came across in his life. Touya has always been a goal-oriented individual and he liked to taunt people by calling them by their full name sometimes; in short, he’s an absolute asshole.”

Shoto let out a small chuckle when I called his brother an ‘asshole’ causing me to join him in the laughter as well before I began to speak up once again.

“I also noticed Touya having four staples down his chin and quadruple helix piercings on each ear, so I believe he likes symmetry. His handwriting was nice because he was trained in calligraphy. Touya liked traditional Japanese poetry and preferred tea to coffee and was partial to green tea, probably because of your Todoroki family’s traditional upbringing. To me, he’s an extremely patient person; I mean he waited almost eleven years to ruin Enji-san, so I believe this man can wait. I remember him being very meticulous with anything he deemed important, but he would also absolutely half-ass everything else. Like he’d be super strict about personal hygiene and keeping his house clean, but his clothes would be scattered everywhere in his room because he couldn’t be bothered to tidy up his shit.”

While speaking, I slowly stood up from my bed and began to walk towards my bookshelf.

“Because of the type of quirk he inherited from your parents, Touya’s pain tolerance is higher than an average person’s. I remember him being into edgy music and he loved reading books.”

I then pulled out a book from my shelf and stared down at it while Shoto stood up from my bed as well before making his way towards me.

“Touya once told me that his room was filled with books and this also shows in his vocabulary too which is way better than most other League members if you haven’t noticed that.” I stated before handing the book to Shoto. “Touya gave me this book. It was one of his most favorite ones.”

“The Black Lizard and Beast in the Shadows by Edogawa Ranpo.” Shoto read the name out loud and I continued to speak up again.

“Touya has always been a nervous fidgeter and a happy dancer. He used to gesticulate a lot and wore his heart on his sleeve, but now I’ve noticed that he keeps his emotions boxed up in a corner hoping that no one ever finds out about them. His love language is acts of service. Someone going out of their way to include him in stuff or make him feel seen will positively break him. I mean he grew up being ignored by Enji-san so despite craving love and attention he also shies away from affection with something akin to aversion and longing at the same time. It’s a tough balance, so he normally plays the lone wolf to avoid facing the problem. As you Todorokis are rich people, I remember Touya saying him growing up with all the video games his little heart desired, which also added the combo of him loving to show off and having Natsuo-san to beat into the dirt because according to him it meant he was fairly well-versed in at least some games.”  

“Looks like you know Touya-Nii quite well… Too well in my opinion.” Shoto pointed out in amusement as he handed back the book to me.

“It’s scary and weird, huh?” I asked with a small smirk, putting the book back on the shelf.

“No, not really though.” Shoto responded as he slightly shook his head at me. “You love him and plus you’re a very observant person, so it’s obvious that you should know a lot about him than anyone else.”

This caused my lips to curl up again into another smile as I looked away from him with my arms crossed over my chest and leaned against the bookshelf. Shoto shoved his hands into his pockets and stepped a bit closer to me, tilting his head to the side as his mismatched eyes bored into my brownish amber ones.

“Touya-Nii was so lucky to have you in his life, Nana.” Shoto muttered out in a deep yet smooth tone and my eyes softened a bit at his words. “Dad neglected him. Mom couldn’t help him when he needed her. My siblings and I were too young to do anything for him. So, you were his only option whenever he sought out love, care, attention, and acknowledgment.”

“I wish I could’ve been there for him more than I had.” I whispered out with a sigh.

“Do you remember when I first met you, Nana?” he asked, suddenly changing the ‘Touya’ topic and I nodded my head in response. “Back at USJ… After that, we participated in the Sports Festival together, did the internship together twice under my Dad’s supervision, went to the training camp, took the first provisional license exam… So many other things we did together, so many times we spend together… It’s been a year we’ve been together, right?”

“Yeah.” I chuckled in response and slowly nodded my head. “You’re right.”

“You helped me to grow up as a person.” Shoto went on and his voice started to get even deeper than it already was. “You told me that I’m not my Dad just because I inherited his quirk. My powers are my own thing and I’m different and unique from everyone else which includes my Dad as well. Because of your encouraging words, I was able to use my firepower against Midoriya during the Sports Festival. I’ve always been a cold and anti-social person and never had any true friends before, but all of my classmates especially you helped me to come out of my shell, helped me to become a better person. You taught me to become kind, warm, and sympathetic; something I wasn’t before I met you. I was much like my own father; only focusing on becoming the greatest and eventually surpassing All Might in the process. I didn’t know what I was missing in life and if I had never met you and stayed that way, I could’ve turned out to be like him or maybe even like Touya-Nii. Not only in Touya-Nii’s life but also you have a huge impact on my life; something probably you have never realized yourself.”

“You’re praising me more than I deserve, Shoto.” I chuckled out nervously while fiddling my fingers and looked away from him. “I don’t deserve such kind words from you.”

“Yes, you do. And I’m saying this because…” Shoto suddenly trailed off causing me to look back at him again and that’s when I noticed the look in his eyes.

The softness, the warmth and the affection his eyes were holding for me; it wasn’t something you held for a mere friend or even for your best friend. My eyebrows furrowed a bit on my forehead while my heart began to hammer hard against my chest like crazy. My cheeks slowly started to get warmer and warmer with the passage of every second. At first, I didn’t realize what it was, but slowly and steadily I started to understand everything. Everything was before my own eyes now, clear and spotless. Something I kept on denying for the longest time; denying that I didn’t see anything, denying that I misunderstood everything.

No, no, no, no, no… this can’t be happening…

Why didn’t I ever realize this before?!

Why have I never seen this before?!

Why am I so stupid?! Dammit!!

“For the longest time, I felt guilty…” he spoke up again and I bit my bottom lip in nervousness.

“Guilty for what?” I asked, almost in a whispered tone while my furrowed eyebrows deepened even more.

I knew I shouldn’t have asked this, but I just had to know his inner thoughts and emotions. The way his eyes deeply bored into mine, so lovingly, so passionately, it almost scared me. And this never happened when Touya looked into my eyes. When it was Touya, I felt loved, I felt free. But now that it was Shoto, it was scaring me. I noticed his eyes flickered between my eyes and my lips and I immediately understood what he was thinking about and what he was about to say to me.

Shoto began to step even closer to me, daring to shorten the gap between us while I quickly stepped away from him causing my back to hit the bookshelf, eventually getting myself trapped in between Shoto and the bookshelf. He was so close that I could literally smell his cologne coming from his body, literally paralyzing my nerves for how good he smelt.

“For wanting what I want.” He whispered out, making my breath get caught into my throat.

There, he said it!! He finally fucking said it!!

“Even when I knew about your feelings for Touya-Nii, even when you declared your love for him from time to time, I still dared to overstep the boundary. I always knew I shouldn’t have done this. To me, it was almost forbidden, almost taboo, but you know mankind is always attracted to the forbidden ones. I knew what I was getting myself into, I knew what I’ll get if I engaged myself in this… And, I still did it…” Shoto went on as he slowly and carefully leaned closer to my face.

He then reached out and gently tugged my raven locks behind my left ear before lightly brushing his fingers over my soft rosy cheek; ever so teasingly, ever so passionately, as if a butterfly had just kissed my skin. I didn’t know how, but I somehow managed to keep holding eye contact with him, carefully noticing how his facial expression changed every few seconds, how his eyes constantly flickered between my eyes and my lips.

“I still fell in love with you…” he confessed and my eyes widened in response.

I slowly began to shake my head at him, but no word was coming out of my mouth.

“S-Shoto… No…” I stuttered out in a whispered tone and he let out a heavy sigh in response, momentarily closing his eyes.

“Oh, I know.” He whispered back before looking back at me again with a small mocking smirk on his face. “Believe me, I get it. Brother’s girl and all.”

I literally swallowed my own saliva in tension and nervousness when Shoto’s mismatched eyes flickered back to my lips again. He then slowly backed away from me before he finally looked away from my form and began to walk towards the door. I let out a heavy breath which I was holding onto for the longest time when suddenly Shoto abruptly stopped walking and looked back at me over his shoulders with furrowed eyebrows and narrowed eyes.

“No, no. You know what?” he spoke up in a serious tone and shook his head before he quickly started to walk back towards me. “If I’m gonna feel guilty about something, I’m gonna feel guilty about this.”

And before I could register what was about to happen, I felt something soft and warm pressed against my lips, rough yet gentle; it was Shoto’s lips. He was kissing me.

Shoto gently grabbed my face in his hands and slowly moved his lips against my own ones. I could feel the love, passion, and desire he was pouring into the kiss. Believe me, I could feel it. With the help of my Ghoul quirk’s sensing ability, I could hear his heart drumming like crazy against his ribcage; he was feeling nervous yet excited for kissing his brother’s girl. The warmth of his breath caressed my facial skin, sending small prickles down my spine. He was so close that I could feel his silken hair grazing against my red hot cheeks and leaving a scent so fragrant, it was almost intoxicating yet lethal at the same time. I was shocked and petrified. I couldn't move, I didn't kiss him back. I just kept standing there like a statue made out of stone while Shoto continued to pour out his heart to me through this kiss.

The kiss was sweet and romantic, but Shoto wasn’t Touya. He could never be Touya. No one could ever be Touya.

Shoto was the first to break the kiss as he stared down at me quietly, observing my now red face while I let out a shaky breath, nervously staring into his eyes.

“Goodnight, Nana.” He whispered before quickly walking out of my room and I lingered a hand on my lips as I simply watched him leave. 

If you wanna read the original story, then check it out on Quotev & Wattpad

https://www.quotev.com/story/12426037/The-Crimson-Butterfly-My-Hero-Academia-Tokyo-Ghoul 

https://www.wattpad.com/story/278836218-the-crimson-butterfly-my-hero-academia-tokyo-ghoul

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req: hey mate sorry to like probably ruin your reputation here but can i request pseudo-incest dabi with like overstimulation and sadomasochism?

❥• this was from my other acc, this req has been sitting and rotting for m o n t h s, i added my own twists and tweaks here and there [nah like actually a lot💔💔 the main kinks in highlight are still overstim and sadomasochism(ish for this one) so it’s not too bad] so i hope it is enjoyed. coming up with a title for this was living hell so i’ll figure it out later 🚶🏾

w/c: none, cus i’m trying straight up on tumblr, so help me god but it’s a pretty decent reading length i suppose

Touya hated you- despised you for the very fact you walked the earth in his lifetime. You were the most cherished one, the sun of your parents and he was the other one, who’s name was apparently so unspeakable because he was the disappointment. He hated you, did everything in his power to show his mom and your dad that you were no good. He knew what you were, he heard all of those girls and boys screaming as you basically pounded them into your mattress every other night. Only he knew how you toyed with and threw away each and every single one of them after you had your fun and gotten your dick wet enough for the week.

Touya curses the ground you walk on. He abhors you so, then why is it that this time he’s slumped against his bed? Hearing the girl cry and you pant with his pants feeling too tight? Why, god tell him why he walked into the room, acting like it was a mistake. Why he screamed at the girl to get lost and it was a sight to behold, how she scrambled for her clothes and flew out the door like a hurricane.

You were seeing red at this point. You’d finally convinced her to get into your bed and that god forsaken raven head had to step in a mess up. You were livid, shirt crumpled slightly and raised up as you flung the other onto the bed, hand wrapped around his throat dangerously with ill intentions which pinned him flat to the bed and all he could do was struggle. “Touya, what the hell is wrong with you?”

Touya couldn’t tell you the answer but how he wondered the same thing. No normal person would like being brutally tossed to the bed, being choked heavy with all rage- which was absolutely deserved. The crown of the pile of issues was that his hard on was furious in his pants, straining against the fabric. This is wrong, all so wrong. You were brothers for goodness’ sake, you could literally kill him for goodness’ sake yet he liked the hurt and he wanted you even more. He tried to speak out but his words died long before in his throat all he could let out was a weak, failing sound- so pathetic. You were so sour at the pitiful face he was making but it soon turned into a bitter smile on your face. As much as you wanted to thrash him for butting in and stepping far out of line, you would just rock his shit differently.

Because little did he know that you knew what he did. Unlike your parents, you heard him beating his pathetic, weeping cock and mewling at the dead of night to his own step-brother. You had seen his book, pages filled with the most obscene and perverse desires and fantasies he had and you knew from that day on he was far worse than you would ever be. Something about that cruel upper hand you had over him just made your stomach twist and all the right ways, who were you to not use this golden opportunity that fate had dealt you?

“You know, Dabi, I’ve read that book of yours.” He immediately sprung to life, eyes popping out their sockets. “_____, I can explain, it’s really not what you think it is-“ There it was. You dropped one harsh and heavy handed slap on his cheek with no hesitation and he was silent, effective immediately. “I don’t remember asking you to talk, Touya-kun. I read each and ever single one of those pages. You’re so sick, you know that?” you spat, tone seething and acidic. “‘Bet you liked that slap, didn’t you? Being pressed up underneath me like this? I know who you are, Touya: a perverted whore.”

Oh how he was shaking under you, legs turning inwards with his thighs pressed so cutely together to quell the sweltering heat in his pants. He was dripping, tip pumping up those sinful tears non stop ‘till it was so sticky. Touya’s brain had switched off, eyes unfocused on you but a sharp slap to his thigh, right next to the throbbing hardness brought him back whimpering. You finally released his throat, purpled bruise marks adorning his skin as he choked in air, just for it to be knocked out of his chest when you flipped him onto his back.

“From now on until I decide I’m done with you, you have no say. Shut up and take it like the slut you are. I will not listen to you but I don’t think it’s need anyway. I know you’ll enjoy every single second of it like the freak you are.” You weren’t asking, simply stating. You ripped down his stupid, tacky pants and slid in, no warning needed. Touya was undone with that, tears stinging hard, his lower half even harder but he liked the pain- so much that he came immediately, crying out already and you were incredulous at the realization.

You slapped his ass harshly. He didn’t deserve your mercy, not that he wanted it anyways. His dark hair was disheveled as you began hammering into him relentlessly. He cried from the overstimulation- it hurt so good. His body was absolutely shredded and you were far from finished with him- so far from it. His mind was not computing the stimulation, he was numb but felt everything at the same time. Was this an out of body experience because this didn’t feel real at all. He was bordering consciousness when you squeezed another high from his spent body already.

What time was it now? Touya was lost in a different plane when you finally pulled out, daylight peaking through shut blinds and he was limp. He was beyond useless and he- he felt you push in once more and shredded attempt at a scream erupted from his torn up vocal box. “Oh? So you are still awake. You better be, you will take what I give you, Touya.”And you were so pleased with your work, yhe points in which you had hit on his body were bruising, heat still so close to the surface of his skin and it was perfect for you.

[0lympia]

“when the pillars fall” shoto todoroki

Inspired by @/maddsbuckley on TikTok. Please go check her out, she’s amazing!

                                                      x x x

summary: shoto todoroki is strong, and he’s got the good looks to boot. but sometimes, in the dead of night, he falls apart and without fail, you’re there. you’re always there for him. then, the pillars fell, and he’s there for you just as much as you are for him.

genre: angst with a kinda happy ending

warnings: manga spoilers, takes place after the war arc, some cursing, critical injuries, hospitalization, shoto and reader are weak for each other

word count: 2,217

Shoto Todoroki is supposed to be a hero prodigy. Shoto Todoroki is supposed to stand tall and strong, and keep his father's hero legacy alive.

And he's all of those things. Except for late at night when he comes creeping into your dorm with the key you gave him to crawl underneath the covers with you because of a nightmare he had.

"I'm sorry. I can go if you want." Is what he says the first time he comes to your dorm, but knocking this time because you had yet to give him his own key.

"You've gotta at least tell me what's wrong first." You say gently, and he crumbles. He mumbles that it was just a silly little nightmare as tears roll slowly down his face and you pull him into your dorm to cuddle.

"It's not stupid if it woke you up, Sho," You say as he pulls you into him like you're a teddy bear. And it’s always a little awkward cuddling with him after he’s had a nightmare, his body fluctuating sporadically between hot and cold, but you don’t mind because the longer he holds you the faster you fall back asleep.

You ask him if he wants to tell you about it, but Shoto never does, saying that he’s already forgotten, but the feeling stays longer than the visual. And you nod, and drift off faster than you should, but Shoto doesn’t mind - he never does - and he’s so completely lost in you. He’s so completely enamored by you, and he’s never been so happy to be lost.

He continues to knock for his next five visits after the first night, and you eventually get tired of him waking you up in the dead of the night so you give him his own key.

The seventh time he shows up at your door, he doesn’t use the key. No, instead, he stands outside your door and calls you. The dial tone rings in his ear and it doesn’t help soothe the tightness in his chest or the lump in his throat at all, and he wonders if it’s really so bad for him to use the key you’d given him. Eventually though, you answer - you always do - and he falls in love with you all over again.

“Sho?” You ask, voice scratchy and stiff, and he can hear you through the door, “What’s going on?”

It’s technically a stupid question to ask, you know he’d only ever call you so late at night if he’d had a nightmare, but he also doesn’t call you very often either. 

“Can I come in?” Shoto asks, and you make a groggy noise of confusion.

“What d’ya mean, Sho?” 

“Can I come in?” He repeats, and then softly knocks twice on your door.

You hang up then, and Shoto watches your door swing open with tears pricking at his eyes. And when you drag him into bed with you the world feels like it could never be wide enough.

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Then, your world fell apart. 

The pillars that held up Japan’s hero society crumbled in a measly seven hours. 

With too many prison breaks, fatalities, and injuries to count, Shoto could care less. Because you were gone. He’d been with you early that morning, before everything fell apart.

He’d been in bed with you, cuddled up close and basking in your presence, the two of you had changed into your hero costumes together. He’d been with you for hundreds of hours too little that morning, and he wants to know where you are. 

He asks his older brother Natsuo where you are by showing him the little sticky note that he’d written the question on and shown to every nurse, doctor, teacher, and friend that came in to see him. His throat had been burned to hell, and he wished more than anything to get up and ask every damned person in the hospital where you were.

He’s supposed to be talking about Touya - he’s not Touya anymore, he has to remind to himself, that man is Dabi, not Touya - and all he can think about is you. 

Shoto has to remind himself that he can’t cry. Because right now, the people around him need him to be strong, and that includes you, where ever you are. He hopes you can feel him wavering, desperately wishes for you to show up.

It’s on his sixth night in the hospital that somebody finally tells him where you are. It’s Bakugo, surprisingly enough.

“Hey, IcyHot,” Bakugo greets, and Shoto uses text-to-speech to ask him if he should even be walking. The blonde is covered in just as many bandages as Shoto, and when Aizawa had come by on his third day in the hospital, Shoto had been told all about everybody’s condition except yours.

“Yeah, i’m fine,” Bakugo says, easing himself into hard plastic chair next to Shoto’s hospital bed, “Y/N’s not though.”

Shoto croaks out a pathetic noise, but Bakugo doesn’t need prompting.

“All the other damn extras said not to say anything to you,” Bakugo continues, and for the first time ever, the cocky blonde is visibly nervous, worried, even, “Y/N’s in the ICU. They haven’t stabilized since they got in. Nobody’s told me what happened to them, but apparently Dunce Face was one of the last people to see her before she was brought here. He... He thought that Y/N was already dead when he last saw them. They’re in a medically induced coma, according to Mr.Aizawa.”

Shoto sits there, in silence except for the quiet humming of the AC unit, for thirty minutes. Bakugo sits with him, just as quiet. 

“Where are they now?” Shoto’s phone asks, the words choppy and abrupt, and Bakugo looks pained when he tells him your room number. Neither of them do anything for a while after that, and Bakugo sits in the hard plastic chair that’d begun to make his butt sore until Shoto falls asleep with a million things on the tip of his tongue.

Shoto is released from the hospital four days later, extensive healing and pain meds made sure of that, and nobody had been allowed to see you yet. He’d asked around, and eventually he learned that you’d undergone six different procedures since you’d arrived.

Tonight would be your seventh.

                                                          x x x

It’s hot. Very hot.

The flames are blue, and a few of them lick at you, but they don’t burn. There’s a battle cry from both sides, and you watch as villains pour from the Gunga Mountain Villa. It takes five minutes, and war has broken out all around you.

You’re fighting too, better suited for close combat, and you’re watching your classmates, your friends being battered around, fighting in a war that they shouldn’t be fighting.

You’re the first to make inside the building, and you’re vaguely aware that you’re bleeding. Fatgum tells you to retreat, telling you that you look on the verge of death. You tell him you’re fine.

You’re not fine. The building is rumbling, and the ceiling’s begun to cave in, it’s hard to breathe, and you can’t see through the blood that’s caked over your left eye.

The pillars fall in seven seconds, and you fall too. 

You call for him, for Shoto, in the last three seconds of your consciousness, you call for him.

It’s dark.

                                                        x x x 

When you wake up, really wake up and open your eyes to look right into the harsh white fluorescent lights of your hospital room, nobody’s there with you. There’s a vase of dying roses on the windowsill, and you can already tell from the crisp handwriting on the brown tag that Shoto had been the one to leave them. And it’s cold, but you prefer that to the blazing heat you’d felt when you’d fallen asleep.

Where is Sho anyway?

Your heart monitor steadily beeps away, and when a nurse comes in to check your vitals she’s surprised to see you’re awake. And even more surprised when the first thing you ask for is Shoto.

“Sho,” You say, and your voice is dry and raw and barely a whisper, “Where’s Sho?”

The nurse stares at you wide-eyes for a moment, before she gets you a little dixie cup of water.

“Who’s Sho?” She asks, and you struggle to swallow the little cup of water she’d given you.

“Shoto Todoroki,” You say, “Is he here?”

The nurse purses her lips, and looks at you sadly, and you wonder what she’s thinking about before she tells you that she’ll be right back with the doctor. She leaves three more dixie cups of water on your foldaway table before leaving.

You sit there for almost an hour before the door opens again, and it’s a horrible hour because every time you close your eyes all you can see is the bloody battle that should have killed you.

The doctor comes in first, and right behind him is the person you’d been thinking about since you’d woken up. You’d been with him all that morning before the war, and all that night. And you were with him now.

The doctor tells you what day it is, and you start crying when he tells you it’s been almost a month since you’d first been admitted to the hospital. 

“Fuck,” You whimper, voice crackling and breaking as you reach out for Shoto, and he’s there - he always is - and his hand feels so good in yours - it always does - and you start crying even harder when you see the tears in his eyes. “I’m so sorry, Sho. You look so tired.”

“I love you,” And he says it like there will never be another chance to say it, and once the first ‘I love you’ leaves his mouth fifty more follow. And the doctor looks you over as best he can, before telling you that you’re cleared for visitors and that you’d be able to leave within the week.

And as Shoto begins to cry he has to remind himself that he is supposed to be a hero prodigy. That he’s supposed to stand tall and strong, and keep his father's hero legacy alive. But you hold onto his fingers so tightly, and for once, you’re asking if you can come over because you’ve just had a nightmare. It’s a shared nightmare, Shoto tells you, shared by millions.

Two days later you’re allowed to go back home, back to the dorms, and Shoto has to help you get dressed because you can barely breathe standing up let alone walk without your legs collapsing. Shoto kisses your tears away when you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. You’re covered in scars, and there are still stitches in places where the wounds were slower to heal. 

Your whole world fell apart in seven hours that day, and it continued to fall apart after that. Shoto’s there for you the whole way back to UA, and he tells you that your school, your second home, had become a home to thousands of others too. Shoto had given his dorm away and he’d been staying at his family home while you’d been in the hospital.

But your dorm is still there. And nothing’s changed at all.

“I’ve also been staying here too,” Shoto tells you when he helps you into bed, “I hope you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all, Sho,” You tell him - you never do mind - and he crawls into bed next to you, minding your right knee with it’s poky little stitches and the new metal patella that replaced the kneecap you’d shattered during the war.

Japan fell apart in four days, Shoto tells you, and you can’t find it in you to care, because the world is too big and too wide but Shoto makes it feel smaller.

It was dark, when the pillars fell. And the two of you are blind, lost in it, and you’d never been so afraid of being lost. 

“I don’t think I can go back to hero work,” You tell him early the next morning, as he gets dressed to go back to his family home, “Not for a long time.”

“That’s okay, my love,” He replies, he won’t tell you, but he’s not sure he wants you to go back, “Do you want to come home with me?”

He doesn’t need to ask, because he would have taken you with him anyway.

“Yeah,” You tell him, and you struggle to push yourself up into a sitting position, “Just... Will you promise me something?”

“Anything.”

“Promise me you won’t die.”

It’s stupid thing to ask for, you know it is. Because everybody dies eventually, but you don’t know what you’d do if you lost him. The two of you are lost, but at least you’re together. 

Shoto doesn’t need to question it, because he’d thought you were dead for almost a whole week. And he doesn’t ever want to be without you, even though he knows he’ll have to.

“I promise you, Y/N, I won’t ever leave you, and I won’t die.”

It’s dark, Shoto thinks, as he helps you into the back of his father’s car, But it’s much less dark with you.

[turquoisea]

Family reunion

Pairing: Dabi/ Fem!Reader

Warnings: Kidnapping, Dub-con, Degradation, Brother/Sister Incest, Manipulation, Guilt-tripping, OOC, Smut

Contains manga spoilers. Minors DNI.

Words: 4130

Synopsis: You was kidnapped while on your way home from work. Turned out your kidnapper was someone you knew.

A/N: I don't own any of the characters. Please read the warnings before continuing and we're gonna jump straight to the scene after (y/n) had been kidnapped (because i was too lazy to write the former part OTL)

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Unable to escape from the kidnapper’s tight rope around your wrists, you helplessly let him carry you to somewhere that looked like an abandoned building. Not like you could exactly tell where it was, given the fact that your eyes had been covered ever since he captured you until you two “arrived” at the destination. Either had you been able to scream or to call for help, “If you decide to be a naughty little girl and make a fuss, or to even let a single person know about this and hinder my work, I can and I will burn your whole workplace while letting your watch every single second of it.” – the kidnapper had threatened, making panic surged within your body; the only thing you could blurt out to answer his “Is that clear?” was a simple “Yes.” Not wanting to involve any of your aquaintances, you decided to keep your mouth shut the entire time. You thought that it was a better idea to wait until you could learn about what he wanted, his motives behind this before trying to escape.

He placed you down on the floor after carrying you into a small room with the action being a little too gentle for a kidnapper, you thought and opened your eyes only to be met with a pair of turquoise gazes, slightly hidden behind his spiky black hair. Those reminded you of Shouto’s left eye color but they had a rather.. captivating effect, making you unable to tear your eyes off them. More like Touya’s eyes – the recollection passing your mind was quickly brushed off, given the harsh reality that Touya has been dead for more than 10 years. You cautiously opened your mouth to ask, still keeping eye contact.

"What do you want?"

“…What do I want?” He repeated the question before slowly taking off his black face mask. The way he did it was deliberate, elegant even, as if he was putting on a show to reveal what’s hidden behind the mask. In front of you was an abnormal façade: Purple skin lied under his eye bags, his lower cheeks and lower lip, all the way down to his collarbone; connected together with the normal parts of the skin by surgical staples. An audible gasp escaped your throat the moment you realized that the man who abducted you was the wanted criminal you saw on TV.

“League of Villains.. You’re.. You’re Dabi…”

“Dabi? Ah yes, people call me that now. But I thought you would recognize me now, you’re my family after all..” He trailed off at the end, as though he was rather hurt by your comment.

“Family? Stop joking now, we don’t even know each other!”

“You sure? Even when you used to call me Touya-nii with that sweet voice of yours?”

“I said stop!! Listen, I have no idea why you know about Touya but he’s not alive anymore, don’t bring him into this!” Your shaking voice resounded with rage. In the past few years you’d partly moved on from your brother’s death, even learned how to stop tearing up whenever someone mentions him. To say you was mad was an understatement, since the kidnapper crossed the line, pulled out those emotions that you’d tried so hard to hide them away. You couldn’t stay calm anymore. This villain and the audacity to even mention Touya, let alone making such an unbearable joke about him.

“(y/n)-chan,” The way he called your name was too familiar “you still have the habit of defending me after all this time.”

“Wh..What.. do you mean?”

“Don’t you remember? You were always there to patch me up every time I went out training on my own. Those nights that distress and hatred consumed me, you were the only one who was willing to give me a shoulder to cry on, to hear me rant about that stupid family. You were the only one who didn’t refuse to look at a “failure” like me while our father focused all his attention on that “masterpiece”. You made me feel like I’m not useless, (y/n)-chan. Sure you haven’t forgotten, right?”

“You’re.. lying.. Touya-nii is..”

“Yes, yes. Everybody thought so.” He interrupted. “But I escaped from the fire and as you can see,” He raised his hand to touch the staples. “I’m still here. If I’d died in that fire, I would have become a ghost, an evil spirit to haunt the hell out of Todoroki Enji.” The explanation ended with a snort.

But not for you, you couldn’t possibly laugh about it the way he did. You were nothing but speechless. The big brother you once thought wasn’t here, could never be here with you anymore was still alive and kicking. Thoughts of how Touya had managed to live since that day started to emerge your mind and probably because of the invisible connection, the blood connection between you two, you could feel his pain, his suffering, the dull ache that never go away in every single staple on his body… It must’ve been hard for a thirteen-year-old child to manage by himself after crawling out of a literal hell, you thought, mouth still agaped with astonishment. Tears neither stopped welling up, nor did they escape your shiny orbs when you looked at him through your blurry vision. You had so many questions to ask, but none of them could be voiced.

“But that’s the story for another day. Now, we have to celebrate the happy reunion of brother and sister, right?” He interrupted your thoughts before slowly approaching you. His tall body hovered over yours, enhancing the feeling of being small and helpless as your hands still being tied behind your back. He gripped your jaw with one hand, the other started to work on the buttons of your shirt while Touya’s slightly chapped lips met your own in a kiss that was soft at first but quickly turned passionate, sloppy with his tongue chasing every corner of your mouth.

“Touya..nii..” You panted between his kisses, trying your best to stop him from doing what you think he was trying to do. “We shouldn’t.. You shouldn’t do this.. We’re siblings..”

“Ah yes, you’re my favorite sibling after all, one more reason why we should do this, right?” His stapled mouth stretched into a huge grin, then he leaned back to take in the view of your body.

“My little sister has grown up.. To be honest, I didn’t have any of these dirty thoughts when we were children but now, I just want to fucking ravish you until all you can think of is me and my cock.”

His dirty talk sent a shiver thorough your body and you started to feel heat coiling up in your core. As if amused, turned on by your reaction, Touya grabbed one of your breasts and gave it a squeeze, causing a soft moan to escape your pump lips.

“What was that? Don’t tell me (y/n)-chan is aroused by her very own brother, hm? I’ve been stalking you for a while, my little sister. ‘Twas hard to find you since you don’t live at that house anymore. Can’t believe behind all those innocent act is a little whore who gets aroused easily by her Touya-nii.” He spat out, specifically emphasized the phrase you used to call him. Blue eyes looking down at you as if you were indeed what he said – a slut waiting to be bred.

“Touya-nii.. Please stop it.. I don’t want this..” Looking up at him through your wet lashes, you said with a whimper, begging him to stop.

Little did you know it had no such effect for Touya. Seeing your vulnerable face in a helpless state only boosted his ego; he felt as if he was the only one you could rely on, the only one who was able to decide your fate and damn, he could never get bored of this.

“What a pity, (y/n)-chan, because I, in fact, DO want this.” Touya murmured between kisses, leaving red spots blossoming all over your breasts, your shoulders, your collarbone. “Don’t you want to make your Touya-nii happy (y/n)-chan? You see, there hadn’t been a single day in which these staples stopped hurting me whenever I move. My tear glands were burned ever since the fire. I couldn’t cry because when I do, it hurts and blood flows out of my eye bags.” His fingers indicated the purple skin underneath his eyes as he continued. “I've lived with emotional numbness ever since. Your big brother doesn't feel anything anymore, (y/n)-chan..” Touya trailed off.

“But you, the only one who didn’t refuse to look at me... Having you here with me really makes me happy, and the kind little sister I know wouldn’t want to take that happiness away from me right?..” Turquoise orbs looked up at you through black strands of hair. As if wavering, as if pleading, as if he was asking you for your consent.

All to hide the fact that he guilt-tripped you into this.

And with him being a quick-witted, perceptive man, Touya’s tactics were never fruitless. He could tell your conscience would be troubled if you’d turned him down, especially when he phrased the words like that. He took advantage of the shocking state you were in, making you feel pity for him and overlook his immoral behaviours.

Touya waited with bated breath, eye contact still maintained.

“I..I want Touya-nii to be happy..” – your reply after a moment of thinking only caused a chuckle to escape his mouth and it’s almost like this was all he had been waiting for, all in his anticipation. This was the exact reaction that Touya wanted and as your best big brother ever, he couldn’t possibly put off anymore without his hands as your bra, nor could he wait any longer to secure this “happiness”.

“Knew my favorite sister would say that.” Touya couldn’t hide his triumphant expression when he quickly made his way down to your skirt, lifting it up so he could see what’s underneath. Gently, he palmed your groin before dragging his middle finger between your clothed slit only to find that your panties was already soaked.

“Oh? I already knew you were a whore behind your innocent façade but didn’t think you would be this shameless.. Tch.” He clicked his tongue. “Getting all nice and wet for your own brother. You said you wanted to make me happy but in truth, you just need to feel nii-san’s cock inside your hole right? Shameless slut.”

You groaned in exasperation and opened your mouth to protest but before you could even say anything, he ripped your white panties apart, making you squirm in awe. The rough pad of his thumb dragged over your clit while his knees spread your legs wide and held them in places. Touya’s finger slowly rubbed your clit in a circular motion and you couldn’t help but wanting more of those frictions, your hips involuntarily bucked forward.

“I was going to eat my favorite little sister out, but it seems like you can’t wait any longer huh? Look at this little pussy..” He said while using his index and middle finger to swipe at your entrance, gathering your juices on them, his eyes didn’t miss the way it clenched around nothing. “You must be so, so desperate to feel anything inside your pathetic hole, right? Will my fingers be enough to satisfy it?”

“Touya-nii..”

“Don’t be vague, (y/n)-chan. Sure you don’t want to hump a pillow like a dumb slut with her hands still tied while watching me masturbate to the sight of you right? Because if you don’t use your words now, I might let us do that for real.”

“Please, Touya-nii, I don’t want to! I want.. to be filled up by you instead..”

Upon hearing your words, Touya started palming the large bulge of his pants before unzipping the fermeture, gently pulled his boxer down to show you what’s underneath. Your eyes widened at the sight of Touya’s veiny cock. It was not as big as what you usually see on movies (not that you don’t know the porn industry isn’t anywhere near realistic), but rather thin and long as it was hard, practically throbbing in his palm whenever he stroked the shaft. However, what made you surprise was the shiny Prince Albert piercing located on the glans, signaling a hard time in the near future for your cervix.

Seeing your face expression only made Touya’s smirk grew wider and he looked like the cat that got the cream when he continued making you use more of your words, making you beg for his cock.

“And you want to be filled by what?”

As hesitant as you were after seeing his cock piercing, the way his fingers ignited sparkles of fire inside your core had your pride, your uncertainty wavering. You’d rather be fucked until your mouth can’t even form a coherent sentence than be left naked and needy while watching him masturbates until he cums anywhere that’s not inside your pussy. So you used your words, like a good girl should.

“By your cock, Touya-nii! I want you to fuck me hard!”

“Sure thing, my cute little slut.” He cooed. “Who am I to refuse to give my sister what she needs? I’m a good brother after all.”

And as a “good” brother he was, Touya even slide his fingers inside your wet pussy to prepare you for his cock. Despite having a fire quirk like your father, his fingers were cold and were only warmed up by the heat inside your core. They smoothly pumped into you, scissored you open, sometimes even curled up on purpose only to slightly brush against your soft spot, leaving you wanting more. His other hand found its way again on your clit, rubbing and circling along with his continuous fingering until you were nothing but a moaning mess, begging for your release.

He decided that he’d prepared you enough and retreat his fingers just before you could reach your climax. You whimpered loudly when he took the orgasm away from you, legs instantly wrapped around his hips to pull him closer. You had never felt this touch-starved before and all you could think of was only your Touya-nii, his captivating blue gazes, his touch, his voice and his pierced cock that somehow fits perfectly on his slim but toned body. You needed to feel him and you clumsily rubbed your pussy against Touya while trying to break free from the ropes tying your wrists together. But all that you could do wasn’t near enough so you looked up at him with pleading eyes.

“Touya-nii.. Please.. Please give me your cock.. I can’t take it anymore, I need your cock inside me..”

“Fine, since you asked so nicely.” Touya sneered as if he wasn’t the one who purposefully denied your orgasm before holding his cock, rubbing the swollen red tip at your entrance, feeling your juices mixing with beads of his precum then thrusted it all the way in. You both winced the moment you and your brother became one: you from the depth that his cock could go and him from the way your walls clenched around it.

“(y/n)-chan.. Your little pussy feels so tight.. Not that I mind how many people you slept with but damn.. This pussy's a keeper for sure..” Sighing with a shaky voice, he pulled out slowly only to slam back in ruthlessly. His hands used the dagger from before to release your aching wrists then started to rub small circles on them as if to soothe the pain. With your hands now free from bound, you wrapped them around Touya’s neck to pull him even closer, your lips moved under his to meet them in a kiss.

"Touya-nii.. Please move.." After a moment long enough for your pussy to stretch to his size, you broke from the passionate kiss to whisper to him; your tongue softly licked his lower lip, feeling the rough texture while your pussy clenched around his cock. You lifted your hips, inviting your big brother to bury his hot member deeper into you.

"Eager, aren't we?" To your plea, he only chuckled before moving his hand to grab a handful of your tits, squeezing the soft mound, toying with your swollen nipple. "Your wish is my command, my baby sister. Nii-san's going to make you feel really good now." His voice sounded so sensual when he moved his mouth close to your ear, whispered honeyed-words then nibbled at your earlobe, causing you to clench your pussy even more.

Touya's hands traveled down to grab both of your asscheeks, held them tightly in their places before he started thrusting his pulsing cock. "So good.. Touya-nii.." You moaned in rhythm with his hips whenever he bottomed out inside you; his cock piercing rubbed your walls every time he moved. The friction felt heavenly that you could feel your legs started to shake as if you couldn't control them anymore. He was different. His cock was different from anything you'd ever experienced. Touya filled you up so well, both physically and emotionally, making you feel good, feel loved, making tears well up in your eyes.

He let your legs rest on his shoulders as he continued claiming your pussy to himself, each thrust was hard and deep 'til the point that Touya's tip touched your cervix whenever he sheathed his full length in you. It hurt, but it hurt so good that not only did you not want it to stop, you wanted more and more of him, you wanted to indulge longer in this sinful pleasure.

"Fuck.. You're so tight around me.." He groaned as his pace became faster. A hand retreated from under you to hover above your neglected clit before he started stroking it softly, rubbing back and forth, drawing repeated circles onto your bundle of nerves.

Touya didn't leave anywhere on your body untouched: your tits, your belly, your inner thighs, your asscheeks, your clit, your core. His name fell out of your lips between heated moans like prayers and the pleasure kept building up that you felt like you're about to burst into bliss. Everything was so intense and you started to you wonder, is it because he denied your orgasm before or because his cock could actually bring you heaven? Those thoughts crossed your mind but you didn't know the answer. He'd fucked you dumb and now you couldn't think of anything else other than him and the tension deepening in your lower belly.

"Touya-nii.. 'M wanna cum.. Please.. Please let me cum.." You whined when you felt like you couldn't take it anymore, afraid that he would deny it again if you don't beg.

"Cum on my cock baby, let me feel you. And you should be.. Fuck.. grateful that I let you do it.." He didn't stop his assault on your clit as he railed you hard and fast, his thrust grew sloppier when your pussy clamped down on him. Wet noises echoed in the abandoned building along with your whines and the moans that Touya tried to hold back.

"Thank you.. Thank you Touya-nii.. for letting me cum.." was all you managed to choke out before you threw your head back, eyes squeezed shut causing tears of pleasure to fall out and your pussy clenched around him as you released your pent-up pressure.

"Attagirl, nii-san loves you.. Gonna officially mark you now, 'mkay? Gonna breed this little sister's pussy, gonna fill you up with my cum and put a baby in you.." Touya leaned over to whisper into your open mouth, planting chaste kisses all over your face while sloppily humping your body like an animal. You could feel him burry himself deep inside you when his brows furrowed and he muttered "Fuck" before Touya came inside your pussy. His thick ropes were hot as they spilled into your womb, painting your walls with his colour.

A moment passed with nothing but pants as you both tried to regain your breaths. You closed your eyes, basking in the afterglow with his cock still plugged in when you heard the clicking sound of a camera. Your eyes immediately shot open only to find Touya holding his phone in hand.

"Touya-nii.. Did you just.." You warily asked.

"Oh? Did I forget to tell you?" Touya casually looked up from his phone, a smirk tugged at the corner of his stapled mouth and he suddenly looked so strange, as if the person in front of you and the one who just came inside you was two different people.

"You see, there are two possible ways to completely break Todoroki Enji." He began explaining, his voice distant. "One, is to kill his masterpiece Shouto right in front of him by the own hands of his 'failure'."

"And two," His eyes locked with you as his smirk grew wider. "is to let him see his pure little angel being corrupted by the abandoned son." Touya finished his short speech, his hips pulled back so his now limp cock fell out of you with a wet pop. White cum slowly dripped out of your used pussy, all captured by the camera again.

You could see the flame of anger burning in his eyes when he mentioned your father's name and the tone of disgust in his voice when he spoke lowly of himself. There were so many problems that you didn't know where to begin with. All you could do was hang your mouth open, speechlessly watched him typing something on the phone.

"There, all done." Touya cheerfully informed. "Don't worry a thing, my baby sister, no one will get to keep those pictures except for me. I sent them to the old man using Vanish Mode, he'll see them for a few seconds before they disappear forever, just like how his little angel vanish from his life. Oh how I wish I could see his expression when he opens my messages."

You were absolutely stunned. You never thought your dead brother was able to come out alive, let alone to even have a detailed plan to destroy your father's mentality. There were so many things that your mind couldn't process in an instant.

"So you.. So you fucked me just for this?.." Your voice came out shakier than you expected. Your hands unconsciously moved to cover yourself as you hugged your own body, the world starting to crumble in your eyes.

"Partly, yes. But I wasn't lying when I said I love you." Touya planted a soft kiss on your forehead.

"E-Enough with all of this. I'm going home!" You raised your voice and wriggled out of his touch.

"Can't let you do that (y/n)-chan. The world doesn't know me as Touya, you're the first, the honorable one. Can't risk you leaking my secret right? And I plan to torture old man's mind repeatedly with more images of you, just like how he projected everything onto me when I was young." He tilted his head and laughed, and suddenly you couldn't tell whether his laughter was genuine or was an act of mockery. Probably both.

"Besides, I'm a little.. disappointed that my favorite sister actually wants to part so, so soon, especially when we just had a rather.. emotional family reunion, no?" His mood seemed to light up as he continued speaking.

"What.. do you mean by that? Just let me go already! I promise I won't tell anyone!" Tears started to form in your eyes as you slowly realized what the man meant. You were uncomfortable with the room's atmosphere; it's overwhelming you and you didn't want to stay any longer. You looked behind him, trying to figure out an escape path.

"Now, if you wanted to go so badly," - your actions couldn't escape his perceptive eyes - "I'm gonna escort you to a better place, 'mkay? They're gonna track down this place soon enough since I texted him with my phone. But don't you worry, nii-san won't let anyone hurt you, my (y/n)."

Touya had an almost-innocent smile when he approached you with his arms open, as if waiting for you to give him a hug. You backed away, but as stubborn as this Capricorn man was, he still wrapped his arms around you.

Ever since your childhood, Touya's body was warm, Touya's embrace was always comforting. But now, everything he did chilled you to the bone, making you start to shake uncontrollably. Suddenly you felt a sharp prick on your skin; followed by your consciousness slowly slipping away. Your vision started to grow blurry and all you heard before you drifted off was his voice, whispering to your ear.

"Now we won't be alone anymore."

The End.

A/N 2: I hope you enjoyed it! English isn't my first language so please be gentle with me QwQ. Thanks for reading!