#platonic yandere fuyumi todoroki

[mha-platonic-yanderes]

Contion of yand tode dam with dabi and natso in please

Shoto has been actively trying to not allow Natsuo to meet Izuku because if he's anything like Fuyumi, he'll get attached too. Hell, he already has to convince Izuku to come back to his place at least twice a week or Fuyumi will threaten to track him down on her own.

He can't be convinced that she hasn't, but that's a different fear in his mind.

But, he isn't very lucky. For Fuyumi has invited Natsuo on her own. Their new little brother, she's calling him. Nobody mentions Touya. He was their older brother. But Shoto still feels like Fuyumi is searching for him in Izuku, because he was so deadset on proving people wrong.

Natsuo's different. He's more socialized. He sees the little brother he never got in Izuku. Honestly, if Shoto wasn't so angry about them attempting to take Izuku's valued, precious time, he'd be mad that Natsuo wasn't trying to get close to him like this.

It's another family dinner. Well, fractured, obviously. Shoto's plastered to Izuku's side, sticking to him like a particularly overprotective cat. Fuyumi and Natsuo take the image in, watching with rapt attention. Pork katsudon is being served, izuku's favorite. And they're actively talking about All Might in his #1 Hater's home.

Izuku doesn't look like he minds. He's still very much coming over and eating dinner. He was alone for a long time with a father that wasn't around and a mother who had to work.

Shoto relates, and that's why he latched onto Izuku.

He might've pushed his energy onto someone else, if they only outstretched their hands, but Shoto shakes the thought out of his head. It's downright blasphemous to think so.

"First semester finals are coming up, huh?" Fuyumi asks and natsuo groans. Fuyumi (lightly) elbows him in the side, "I wasn't talking about you! I was talking to the boys."

"Oh, yeah." Izuku replies, "I've been training for the final. Rumor has it that we are fighting the Zero-Pointer robots from the entrance exam."

"The what?" Shoto asks.

"Oh yeah," Izuku remembers, "You got in on reccomendations, didn't you?"

"Endeavor's money hard at work."

"I earned my spot." Shoto replies, "Without using his... firepower."

"We're working on using it." Izuku chuckles, trying to steer away from the sore subject of their father, "But yeah, there was these big Zero Pointer robots that were basically used to seperate everyone and weed us out. Uraraka was about to get smashed by one and I was the only one who noticed, so I went up against it."

"Were you alright?" Fuyumi asks, more fear for past-Izuku than she ever did about Shoto.

"I broke a good portion of my bones!" Izuku answers a bit too happily for the Todoroki's sibling's comfort, "But I got used to it. And Recovery Girl healed me."

"Why are they letting you use a quirk that's actively harming you?" Natsuo asks, "Recovery Girl should've put a stop to this."

"She hasn't been to happy..."

"I bet!" Natsuo exclaims, "I worked under her at U.A. and she would supervise any kid who would repeatedly injure themselves with their quirk."

"I'm writing a letter to U.A. immediatly." Fuyumi says, "this is unacceptable!"

"Well if I don't use my quirk, how will I get stronger?"

"Training," Natsuo says, "without a quirk. Getting your body physically stronger so your quirk output doesn't hurt yourself in the process."

"He's getting a nursing degree" Fuyumi explains, "He's wanted to be a doctor for as long as we can all remember."

"You'd know all about doing things without a quirk, wouldn't you Natsuo?"

The room falls silent. Izuku shifts a bit away from Shoto and the room notices. His back straightens, his grip on his utensils tighten.

And then, he laughs. Forced, nervous. Izuku's nervous, afraid.

And Shoto notices.

"Are you okay, Izuku?" Fuyumi speaks first.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Izuku tries to maintain his breathing in a way that isn't noticed. But they all do. They have all been in moments like these, "I knew a kid like that before. Quirkless." He talks of this person detached, as if it isn't him, "He's doing better for himself. Conditions have gotten better. But I just, I just wasn't expecting that comment. That's all."

Nothing is said again, until Natsuo speaks, "I'm used to the comments. They all find out eventually, right? Number two heroes' kid is quirkless. I just didn't expect them to come from Sho's mouth."

"I didn't either." Izuku stands up, "I better go. I promised my mom I wouldn't stay out too late."

Fuyumi jumps up, "Let me call a cab, at least!"

Shoto doesn't speak. He just looks at Izuku.

"No thanks, Fuyumi." He says, "I'll catch the train. Same time, next week?"

Fuyumi and Natsuo both echo back sentiments of agreement. Shoto doesn't say anything and neither does Izuku. Once he's out of their house, Shoto retreats to his room, conflicted, leaving his siblings behind.

[black-aurora-nora]

New Baby Pt. 2 | Yandere!Todoroki Family x Reader

Quiet sobs could be heard from behind the door of the room you now slept in.

Enji had thought you'd be more understanding and compliant if you received a letter and 'paperwork' showing that your parents had given the Todoroki's legal guardianship over you.

However, to his shock, that only seemed to upset you more.

You asked him to leave the room in such a thin, sullen voice that he couldn't help but oblige.

Now he, and the rest of the family, were sitting at the dinner table watching their food go cold.

Your seat was still empty.

All eyes were on Enji, wondering what the next move was.

"I'll... I'll get (Y/N) out of her room by lunchtime," He said. "Even if she's still upset."

Rei nodded, shifting her attention to her kids, "And make sure that everyone is extra nice today. (Y/N) has obviously felt some big feelings and I don't want her to get too overwhelmed like yesterday. Understood?"

Three nods and Rei smiled back in answer, "Good."

When it was time for lunch, just like Enji had said, he got you out of your room.

Everyone's hearts crumbled at the sight of you. Your eyes were puffy underneath and red. It was obvious all you did today was cry your heart out.

At the table, you were seated between Enji and Rei.

You could feel everyone staring at you while you tried to eat.

When you couldn’t take the staring anymore, you put your utensils down, unable to make eye contact as you asked, “How long will I be staying here?”

“There’s no telling.” Enji answered firmly, “If your parents can get back on their feet, they will come back and get you.”

You shuffled in your seat slightly. “How long will that take?”

“Let’s not discuss this over dinner, sweetheart.” Reid’s voice cut in.

There was no need for you to keep thinking about your old parents anyway. It made you too upset. She’d be a much better mommy anyhow. You’d see soon enough and would forget all about your other mom.

After dinner, Fuyumi took you to the shower room.

“Here, you get the use the shower before the dirty boys do.” She smiled kindly.

She made sure you had the proper necessities and even let you pick out whatever body wash you wanted from her personal collection.

You liked how kind she was. It was nothing like Enji, who was always towering over you and bleeding with intimidation.

“Just shout if you need something.” She told you and left you alone.

A nice wash and soak was a good start to bettering your mood. Maybe you could ask Enji or Rei if you could call your parents tomorrow to get a better idea of the situation.

It wasn’t like them to just leave a letter.

Wrapped in a towel, you strolled back to your room to find Rei sitting on your bed.

Beside her was a pair of expensive-looking silk pajamas.

She smiled at you despite the uncomfortable look on your face, “I hope you don’t mind that I picked out some pajamas for you. We bought these for you last minute.” She explained coolly.

She stood up, “We can go shopping this week to get you your own clothes, how does that sound, (Y/N)?” She tilted her head at you, waiting for an answer.

You clutched the towel closer to your body, “What about my old clothes?”

She chuckled at you, as if you’d said something silly.

“You don’t need to worry about that. New clothes never hurt anybody.”

You supposed that was true. It would probably be nice to get out.

You walked over to the pajamas and then looked over at Rei. Why hadn’t she left yet?

She didn’t seem to be taking the hint and threw you a concerned glance, “What’s wrong? Do you need my help?”

You immediately shook your head, “No!” You yelped. “I-I need privacy, please… Mrs. Todoroki.”

“Oh! Of course you do!” How could Rei have forgotten? You were a big girl. Of course you could dress yourself.

She left the room, standing right outside in case you needed help at any point.

Once you had your pajamas on, you had to admit that they felt quite nice. The silk was soft and smooth. It was comfortably cool against your skin as well.

At some point as you finished getting ready for bed, you gasped sharply when you banged your hand against the counter of the vanity in your room.

Rei burst into the room.

"Did you hurt yourself?!" Rei asked, panic clear in her voice. She reached out for your hand and you yanked it back, "Let mama see, (Y/N)," She told you sternly.

You flinched at the word.

Mama.

You looked at her as if she'd grown another head and frowned deeply, "You... You're not my mom, Mrs. Todoroki."

Rei looked so upset at that declaration that you would've thought you'd shot her.

You could see that she was incredibly hurt by what you'd said but she masked it with a smile, chuckling to herself, "Right, of course I'm not... Force of habit."

After an awkward goodnight, she left your room disheartened.

Enji was waiting for her in their shared room, arms crossed with a frown. “What the hell is wrong with you, woman?!”

Rei flinched back, “I jus-“

“You’re moving too fast, is what you’re doing! Stop forcing yourself on her! Do you want her to hate you?”

“No, Enji, I don’t.”

“Then slow down. I had to pay a good amount to get guardianship of (Y/N). We can’t mess this up because you can’t control yourself.”

Rei kept her head down, “I’m sorry. You’re right. I’ll apologize to (Y/N) tomorrow.”

Enji huffed approvingly, laying down in his bed and turning over.

This wasn’t going to be easy for either one of you.

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@yumuramma

[deaddovedecadence]

Title: Earrings

Warning(s): noncon body modification (ear piercing), possessive behavior, yandere shit, dead dove do not eat

Request(s): none

Summery: Fuyumi has lots of piercings and you make the mistake of asking her what they mean.

READ THE WARNINGS.

THIS IS A YANDERE BLOG.

DON’T LIKE DON’T READ

Fuyumi has earrings, four neat piercing, one stacked over the other, perfect studs, all four containing some type of jewel. You know the sapphire is for her twin because Touya has the same earrings in his own ears, in the same places the Fuyumi does. The pearl is for Natsou, of course, because Natsou’s powers are of water in the same way pearls are (infesting, rottening, making him like his family), the gold and ruby is for shouto, for his fire and ice (for his breaking and becoming) but you still don’t know what the amber stud represents, and today you’ve decided to ask her.

“Fuyumi?”

“Yes darling?”

“What is the amber stud for?”

“What do you mean my dear?”

“I mean you wear a sapphire for Touya, a pearl for Natsou, and a ruby for Shouto. What’s the amber for?”

She freezes, laughs a little, and really turns to face you. “It’s for you darling. I went and got it the day you joined the family.”

That’s the thing, you aren’t part of their family. You don’t belong here, won’t ever belong here. They took you from your home, from your family and sometimes it makes you sick to think about.

“I’m not a Todoroki, Fuyumi.”

She makes a little displeased sound that you know, know means bad things. “Why not dove?”

“You took me from my fuckiugn home, you kidnapped me. I don’t belong to any of you.”

She clicks her tongue, smiles, and picks up her phone, responding to a message, all the while you’re frozen in fear, trying not to scream from what you just said. How could you be so stupid as to make her angry? She’s scary on her own but with Touya behind her, she’s terrifying.

“Dove?” She says lightly, pulling your attention to her, “Did you know that all of our siblings have pierced ears?” You didn’t know that. You aren’t sure where this is going yet, but you know that you don’t like it.

Fuyumi picks up her phone again, texts someone and smiles. It’s not a kind smile, it’s a displeased one and that’s scary.

“I heard our snowflake wasnn’t listening today, hm?” It’s Touya. Your blood freezes up, and you want to throw up. If it were anyone but Touya, the situation might be manageable. Natsuo doesn’t care to hurt, hates the very idea, and Shou is so gentle that you couldn’t imagine him ever doing that but Touya, Touya is mean.

One time you called him. Dabi instead of Touya, and well, you still have the scar.

“Our snowflake seems to have forgotten where we all are in this family of ours.” Fuyumi says lightly, and you can feel Touya’s grin. “Well Yumi, I brought everything you asked for.” Fuyumi smiles, and it’s so fucking cold.

“Darling,” she says, obviously addressing you, “Sit down here please.” You take the ordered chair, freeze when you realize that in a moment, Fuyumi has snapped handcuffs to your hands, trapping you on the chair.

Like any logical person you start to struggle, panic invading like a parasite. A hand rests on your neck, cold and familiar. “Darling, if you keep moving Touya will mess up your new piercing.” Your vision whites you, and when you come to, Fuyumi is crouching in front of you. Her glasses flash, like the warning of an oncoming snowstorm, and she is silence, like the mountains before an avalanche. “Touya managed one of your piercings sweet thing but we still need to do this one. Can you be still for him or do I need to hold you?”

As there always with Fuyumi, there is a threat, a warning not to disobey. Touya is always the more obvious threat but Fuyumi is the cruelty that follows, the avalanche in the wake of violence, the punch of Touya’s scream.

“Can you hold me still?” You whisper, if only not to be complaint in your own torture. She smiles, smoothies, your hair back and suddenly your ears are piercing. The pain hits, like you’ve crashing into a wall, and although it is only a moment’’s worth, the hock of it has you crumbling in the chair.

As she always does, Fuyumi picks you up in the aftermath, gently shushing you. You end up squished between Touya and Fuyumi, the latter petting your hair.

“I didn’t even have to hold you still in the end darling. I’m so proud.”

A pit forms in your stomach when you realize that she’s right

[imayanderesimp]

How to the platonic yanderes feel abt reader getting into 1-A? Do you think that they would be okay with reader perusing hero life?

thx for the ask anon

Platonic todoroki fam has a really negative reaction because they don’t want you to get hurt they do everything and anything in their power to male you have the worst time so you will drop out and when u say anything i mean anything

platonic erasermic are happy for you but also worried about you i mean with all the crap that 1-A already gone through they have a right to. So they’ll let you pursue your dreams but you can be enrolled in the support course instead.

Platonic league of villains is pissed of to the max i mean who said you could betray them like that! There’s no way you’re getting to be a hero because you’re gonna be locked in a basement for a few months for a stunt like this.

platonic bakugo fam is actually ok with this. I mean you always a deadkugo to protect to you so you’ll be fine.

platonic midorya fam is definitely not ok with this. I mean izuku’s mom might as well have a heart attack because after all izuku went through shes not going through it again so you can stay home or find a new job with her instead.

[unicreamuwu]

What if...

The original story idea belongs to @i-cant-sing

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Enji and Y/N are having an argument about Rei abusing her for the 6,057th time.

Y/N: I'm telling you! She's the one who started all this! All I did was just went to the garden for 30 minutes.

Enji: Y/N, I know that you're upset about what she did to you, but she is your mother. Don't take this too far.

Y/N: Why are you always on her side?!

She turns away and said.

"If Hawks was my dad, he would have always taken my side."

~~~~~

Please, make a story about this, Snow!! 😭

[yanderegremlin]

Babysitter - Yandere Todoroki’s

warnings: fluff, Family dynamic, the reader is 15 at the start but obviously ages of the story progresses, hint yandere but more yandere moments later on,  just some thoughts that I have had at 2 am. 

Imagine you and Rei are cousins, you two weren’t the closest but you still went to her wedding where you met her now-husband Enji. Enji was stand-offish, you figured it was because of his hero reputation or that is just how he was.

Shortly after they had little Toya then later that year they had Fuyumi, to say Rei needed help with the two was an understatement so your parents lovingly volunteered you to help with the babies. You didn’t mind too much, you just wished they asked you first but oh well it’s no big deal this time, what is the worst that could happen?

Quirks, the day they got their quirks was the day you lost any peace you have known. Naturally, Toya being the oldest got his quirk first, and naturally, he would want to use said power, right? Well, Toya used it alright, used his very dangerous and harmful fire quirks against you to get what he wants, whether he hurt someone else or himself it didn’t matter to him.

Fuyumi was better but she was no saint, she use her ice powers against you just as much. She also was more inclined to negotiate with you to get what she wanted. The only time she really used her ice on you is to freeze your feet to the ground under you or your hands to the countertops.

Thank the stars above you have a temperature-resistant quirt that allows you to be fire and freeze-proof so you won't be loseing any limbs here. The only time you really hate dealing with them is when they double-team you. Like that one time, Rei had to go shopping and left you alone with the mischievous two and a baby Natsuo, who was peacefully napping in his crib in the other room.

Your first red flag was that both Toya and Fuyumi were quiet, too quiet like they were up to something. Calling out to them did nothing but make the house quieter if that was even possible. You walked around for a bit to try and find them. Find you did, in the kitchen, climbing to the top of the cabers in search of the cookie jar. You of course not wanting them to get hurt helped them down, but Toya being the stubborn mule he is was still looking for that dang cookie jar.

Things weren’t all bad, everyone had there good moments from time to time. Like that one time they how stressed out you were because of finals so they decided to go out to their mother's flower garden and pick you all sorts of flowers and brought you all sorts of other critters to and cheer you up. Well Fuyumi brought you flowers, her brother on the other hand brought you cool looking bugs and frogs to show you.

Long story short Rei had to lecture her children while you clean up their mess that they made. Looking back at those memories always made you smile and sad, for those were the times you miss the most, missed the days where things were not the best but you could be happy, they could be happy. days before the accident.

[itsabouttimex2]

Platonic Yanderes

(Endeavor, Hawks, Best Jeanist)

Enji Todoroki:

His own child, whom he previously spurned.

He regrets it. God, he regrets it so much. The memories seethe inside him like an angry scar, pulsing in pain.

“I made dinner, Dad! I knew you’d be out late, so I stayed up to make sure you had something to eat!” He doesn’t sit down to to eat or say thank you. He grabs the plate from your hands and stomps off to his own room to eat, casting a baleful glare to you as he does. At least you’re good for something, he thinks.

He doesn’t think like that anymore. Do you know that, Y/N? You are worth so much more than he ever let you know.

“Hey, dad. You wanna go out jogging? Fuyumi grew out of her old tracksuit and gave it to me, and I wanted to see if-“

You cut yourself off when he glares at you, a withering look on his face. He stares down at you, a sneer turning the corners his lips. “You wouldn’t be able to keep up with me,” he snaps at you, walking away and slamming the door as he exits.

But you never actually thought you’d be able to keep up. You knew you’d fall behind. You just wanted to spend time with him, didn’t you? He’ll spend as much time with you as he can from now on, Y/N.

“Do you want to train with me? I’d be happy to put up some targets for you!” You smile, tiny bits of ice sparking on your hands. That smile doesn’t reach your eyes anymore, not when you’re talking to Dad. “There’s nothing you can put up that I wouldn’t melt right through. You don’t have the skill.” As expected, he turns on his heel and leaves.

He wonders how long it’s been since the two of you talked. You were there, reaching out a hand to him, trying to get through to his heart. You made offer after offer, and he struck them down without hesitation. Even without a scrap of love of affection, you kept trying to help him become a better person.

“Why didn’t I let you help me?”

He asks himself this question again and again, looking down on you. He always looked down on you, for being weak or sentimental or distracting.

Now he’s doing it in a more literal sense, staring at your feverish form on the bed.

Your severe sickness had been the perfect excuse to squirm back into your life. He comes in with nearly a dozen grocery sacks held in his arms, a steely and determined look in his eyes. Before you have a chance to slam the door in his face (not that you strength to do so right now) he walks into the house, heading straight to the kitchen.

“What are you-“

“Hush. Not a word, Y/N.” He’s dressed in his own expensive and tailor-made version of casual, not that it makes him any less intimidating. He places the bags on your table, and walks directly towards you, his hand moving to cover your forehead. He grimaces.

“You’re burning up, Y/N. Get to bed. Now.”

“You need to-“

He grabs your shoulders and spins you around, marching you to your room, checking the rooms one by one as he walks with you. Once he finds it, he pushes you towards it and pulls back the covers. “Get in.”

You’re frozen stiff, caught off guard by the sudden turn of events, your estranged father busting in with groceries and literally marching you in around your own home, room by room. That pause gives him the chance to push you onto the mattress, tucking the blanket around you. “Good,” he says, sounding satisfied. “I’ll make you something to eat. Don’t move.”

He pulls the top off of a can of microwaveable soup, dumping the contents into a plastic bowl. He had wanted to just buy you something gourmet and professionally made, but Fuyumi had talked him out of it, saying you’d be better off with something simple and easy to eat. That you would be better off with him.

So here he is, a giant man trying his best to not break a tiny spoon as he pushes it to your lips. Now that you’re actually lying down instead of trying to work in your weakened state, your body finally gives out, entirely sapped of the energy you’d need to get up or tell him off for coming in unannounced and uninvited. With nothing else to do and a body that won’t listen to your commands, you let him him feed you.

It’s a tiny step forward, the first of so many to come. And he won’t stop until you call him your father again.

——

Keigo Takami:

A young and innocent member of the League of Villains.

“I really appreciate you stopping by, Mr.

Hawks.”

You slide him a drink, sweet and fizzy and non-alcoholic. You’ve never actually served him anything with alcohol, not even by accident. He refuses to drink it, keeping himself sober and fully focused at all times.

You appreciate it, because it means one less grown man to babysit, one less puddle of vomit to mop, one less fight to break up.

And he appreciates that you don’t ask questions or try to convince him otherwise, because it means that he can do his job much easier.

“Did you make me something new, kiddo?”

“Yeah, I did! Club soda and cherry syrup and whipped cream!”

“Looks delicious, kid.” He takes a sip, and damn, it’s actually pretty good. “And tastes even better than it looks,” he praises, buttering you up in a way that aren’t used to. The other members, the real members of the League aren’t so kind. You’ll get an errant compliment or two, but mostly you gets nods, grunts of approval, and impatient demands for refills.

But Mr. Hawks is relaxed and charming and actually talks to you outside of ordering drinks. It’s easy to trust him.

“Got any news for me, kid?”

Maybe a little too easy, with the way you spill out all the gossip you’ve overheard, bits of information that you would’ve never considered critical or even important. And all the while, he grins and sips his drink, listening very, very close.

You’re betraying your own teammates, and you don’t even know it, he thinks to himself. And why? Because you’re just a good kid, a lonely kid? A sweet and polite kid, in spite of being surrounded by literal killers and remorseless criminals.

More than anything, he feels bad for you.

Especially when he catches you drinking.

You sniffle, a red handprint outlined on your cheek, and bruising from a rough hand encircling your wrist. You tip the shot glass back, trying to take a another sip.

But something soft blocks your lips, soaking up the alcohol before it can enter your mouth. You set the shot glass down, opening your red-rimmed eyes. A feather, hanging midair, separating your lips and the glass.

“You’re still a bit young for that kind of coping, kid. Give it a few more years, and then you can start.”

His voice is soft, and he takes your wrist to turn it over, looking at the outlines left behind by rough, grasping fingers.

“Who was it?”

A flash of something fierce and angry, protective and nurturing. His eyes sharpen and then that sharpness fades, gone in an instant. He switches to laid-back and unaffected in a moment.

“C’mon. Just one word, and I’ll make sure they don’t mess with you again. Can’t have my favorite bartender making my drinks with a bruised hand, after all.”

You give him a name, fighting back tears. You aren’t supposed to cry. You aren’t supposed to break. You need to be strong and useful or you’ll get thrown out, nowhere to go and no one who wants you.

No one who wanted you until you met Hawks, that is. He’s sure you’ll know that soon, when these villains are brought to justice and he takes you into his personal custody, under the guise of rehab.

He hooks an arm around your shoulders and when you lean into his side, starved for warmth and comfort, he slips a feather into your pocket. A sign that he’s there, that you aren’t alone.

You won’t be alone again.

——

Tsunagu Hakamada:

A shy, insecure UA student who performs well at the Sports Festival.

You aren’t the usual kind of student he’d take under his wing. You stumble and stutter and whimper and then you crumble and hide yourself away. You have no self-esteem, no confidence, no sense of personal worth.

But your fighting prowess is impossible to deny or ignore. You might not have any self-worth, but you’ve got enough skill to make up for it.

“Fifth place”, he starts, while combing through your hair, “Is very impressive, especially for the school in question. You went up against skilled and varied opponents, and beat out all but four. Be proud.”

He doesn’t see the need to use Fiber Master on you. One single command of “sit” had you on the stool, holding as still as you could while he fixed your unruly hair, swept and tangled by the wind. You are certainly a well-behaved student, listening closely to his words, blushing at his praise.

“I was scared,” you mumble, in a sudden show of honesty. “I thought I was gonna mess up in front of everyone. With all those cameras. And everyone watching.” He’s won you over quickly, his unshakably calm yet supportive and patient personality providing you with the comfort you need to open up to him.

“And you did not. That is admirable.”

You blush a little deeper. Clearly, you are receptive to praise and positive attention. Building you up as a properly confident student and hero-in-training becomes one of his priorities.

He finds himself enjoying your presence. Something as simple as children running up to you to ask you about the sports festival, asking you to show off your Quirk for them has you looking up to him for approval, for his consent. He gives you a nod, carefully regarding your actions. You do decently with people when someone is behind you with a supporting hand on your back, it seems.

Then it’s teenagers, some classmates, some friends, occasional newfound fans. Every now and then, an outright admirer. Usually, you hide behind him, eyes down, arms wrapped around yourself. He interferes personally on the last ones, politely but firmly rejecting them on your behalf, nudging you along to continue your patrolling. You mumble a thanks, staying close beside him.

For adults, it’s two drunkards who laugh and sneer and shout obscene things about what they’d do to a shy schoolgirl like you if they got the chance. One whips out his phone to take a picture of you, only to drop it in his drink when the cuff of his sleeve tightens around his wrist like a snare. Tsunagu ushers you to a bench, draping his jean jacket around your shoulders gently. “You need not worry. I will be right back.”

He’s a dreadfully powerful man, in terms of both influence and Quirk. In seconds, both men are bound tightly by their own clothes, and in a matter of minutes, police officers are stepping in to take them into custody for sexual harassment.

He clicks his tongue in distaste, watching them get carted off. “Some people simply have no moral fiber.”

The way you look at him right then reminds him of why he became a hero. Not only to save lives, but to instill peace and hope into the hearts of those around him.

And he starts to like being around you. You look to him, not only for safety but for guidance and even for comfort. He offers it to you, watching closely as you fall deeper into the web that he weaves, one where you are safe and secure and utterly oblivious to your own entrapment.

And the longer you stick around, stumbling after him like a newborn fawn, the tighter and thicker those bonds grow. You can’t ever leave him.

But why would you ever want to leave him?

[palesweetscherryblossom]

Platonic Yandere Naga Todoroki family

(This was a long time coming. This is completely disconnected from the Mythical Forest au btw)

Warning: Mentions of stalking, violence and Yandere behavior.

-These guys are extremely feared by villagers and tourists alike, Enji had gathered quite the reputation for being a massive asshole. A violent asshole to be exact.

-Rei and her children are far more merciful and generous, helping out lost people and giving them directions.

-Except Dabi, he’s just a smug bastard who will probably lead you into crocodile invested waters for shits and giggles.

-You were the child of infamous explorers, whom have decided to explore the Todorokis’ forests.

-It was Shoto who discovered you first, watching you from the trees once he got wind that there were humans around.

-He ended up saving your life because a jaguar attempted to attack you.

-You were a little freaked out by the fact that a creature like Shoto existed but you became chill around him.

-Shoto then decided to tell his family about you. Enji was going through his redemption process as no one was tolerating him anymore. (Dabi tried suffocating him-)

-So now you have a snek family stalking you.

-Rei is just instantly in love with you, you’re just so adorable to her.

-Fuyumi leaves you little things that kids your age might like. I.E little hand woven dolls, books she had picked up from abandoned structures.

-Shoto and Natsou keep you safe from threats. Hanging out in trees in the late night hours.

-Enji stays at the den, as his kids are like: My dude, thin fucking ice.

-Dabi occasionally hangs out with his brothers on night shift but other than that, he’s fucking with crew.

-Casually depositing venom into a crew member’s water, breaking someone’s ankle.

-You are currently quite content with everything, especially with the all the little gifts and occasional visits from your friend Shoto.

-Until they fully raid your camp. Enji and Dabi handle everything whilst the rest of the family get you.

-Understandably, you’re quite upset about your family possibly being murdered and being abducted by snake people.

-Rei and Fuyumi are utterly upset with your crying and screaming, Shoto feels especially bad.

-Once you get comfortable in the den, everyone is satisfied. They have obtained their hatchling!

-Rei is obsessed with you, doing your hair, snuggling you. You’re her baby! She especially loves it when you willingly snuggle with her.

-Fuyumi teaches you essential skills about surviving and how to function. She’s really gentle but can get a little bit overwhelming. She’s wary around the idea of you potentially flocking together with human kind.

-It took a while for you and Shoto to rebuild trust, he was genuinely sorry. He’s loving and gentle with you but a bit clingy. He can’t stand the idea of humans reclaiming you.

-Natsou is probably the most chill and level headed of the family. He’s patient and scolded everyone for being overwhelming. He handles your health stuff, making sure you don’t die. Natsou can’t stand you being around Enji, given how Enji is a violent asshole.

-Dabi is a strange guy, he lurks around the den, just eyeing you with an indescribable gaze. He scares You honestly, especially since he’s the most trigger happy of the clan. He’s gentle with you, snuggling you whenever he wants. He’s not afraid to make his disdain for Enji and Shoto clear, giving a nasty hiss towards them. Don’t run off when he’s around, just don’t.

-Enji is probably the most gentle with you, but wary. He knows that he’s on thin ice around his family and will probably get turned into a hashtag by his sons if he fucks up. He uses his tail as a weighted blanket for you tho.

@thecuriousquest

@messedupcookiejar

@bongo020405

[thefiery-phoenix]

PLATONIC YANDERE TODOROKI FAMILY HEADCANONS

You are the youngest sibling and they are INSANELY OVERPROTECTIVE of you 

They won't micro chip you and all that shit, but... for your safety, they will insert bugs in almost ALL of your electronics for your safety, of course. They don't want their youngest sibling/child to be in any danger now, do they?

Rei likes braiding your hair and Fuyumi likes dressing you up which by the way, she thinks looks ADORABLE on you 

Natsuo sometimes gives you shoulder massages while eating and Dabi/Touya likes feeding his youngest sibling. The brothers think that you're a delicate precious little angel that needs constant attention or they'd get themselves injured

The whole family loves to SPOIL you to death 

Shoto would be breathing down your neck every second of the day he can; sitting close to you or holding your hand whenever he can

If you're angry about something, say, you didn't win something though you've worked really hard for it? Surprise, surprise! You're now the winner of whatever contest you've recently entered. Someone making fun of you constantly? Bones will be broken and NONE of them will be from YOUR family 

Believe it or not, Endeavor actually has a soft spot for you. He NEVER yelled at you, nor did he ever raise his voice at you, like AT ALL (Lol, I can't believe I'm writing this since I know this ain't gonna be true but put up with me peeps)

When Enji's not around, and you're throwing one of your tantrums, big brother Touya will come to calm you down. And you do. At the sight of his music playlist (Which btw the ENTIRE family has composed ESPECIALLY for you WITHOUT any cuss words. They don't want their baby cussing)

No one cusses while you're around 

However 2 things are off the table for you. One, no hanging out with boys other than your brothers. If you are spotted hanging around them, well... they can say goodbye to a couple of bones and you'll get your favorite things taken away from you by Enji and Rei though it breaks everyone's heart to see you pout and sulk and cry, they have no choice to do it. It's for your OWN good you know and two, NO going ANYWHERE without one of them being there to supervise you. Who knows what sort of trouble you'll get yourself into and after all, the outside world isn't safe for an innocent precious naive angel like you 

One day, you and Touya had gone to a concert since your favorite band had come to town. You guys had left in the morning and returned just before dinner. Enji and Rei were getting anxious about where your brother had taken you for so long. Fuyumi and Natsuo were texting Shotou back and forth about you, but he only told them that they will be returning soon and Shoto was repeatedly calling you but you didn't answer since you put your phone on silent. Since that day, Enji and Rei didn't let you go out for concerts IF you didn't place your phone on silent AND ANOTHER sibling of yours had to be around you the next time you were alone with Touya

Natsuo once saw you cut yourself accidentally while cutting some vegetables. After that you weren't allowed to be in the kitchen while Rei was cooking and BOOM, what a shocker, the ENTIRE FREAKING house was baby proofed as well (good luck)

They might ''accidentally'' hurt you just to keep you 'safe' at home. Why go out where there are SO MANY dangers when your family can protect you from them? Besides, it doesn't matter if you ran to Enji to escape them. Sure he could keep them away from you for some time, but he's a pro hero that's needed in the country every day. So once Enji's out of the house, they'll have to lecture how how being a tattletale isn't good for you

Like I said before, INSANELY POSSESSIVE and OVERPROTECTIVE ASF

[thecuriousquest]

Reaching into the Fire

Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @chickennugnugnug

Warnings: Platonic yandere themes, brutal spanking/beating, child abuse, wounded reader, slight manipulation, Enji is an asshole, kidnapping, ass kicking threats (towards you), death threats (towards someone else)

Summary: What happens when Touya-nii comes home to find you a mess after a severe punishment from your father?

NOTES: Reader is thirteen years old. Reader has red hair. Like other works of mine concerning Platonic Yandere Dabi, he is in the LOV and living with his dad and siblings. Idfk, don’t come at me with plot holes.

Master List here.

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Looking out the window, you don’t understand. What’s taking him so long to get back? Touya should be home by now. He should have been home two hours ago.

“Get your elbows off the table, and eat your food, Y/N,” your father, Enji, Endeavor, orders you in a nasty snarl.

As if you’re not eating because you’re an ungrateful brat.

As if you’re not eating to spite him in some horrible way.

After all I’ve done for you! You can hear his distant voice ringing in your head like an explosion that has almost just settled but not quite.

You glare at your redheaded father with a dark and deep stare that’s too young for thirteen years old.

“Don’t look at me like that, and I won’t tell you again. Do as I say and eat.”

“Where’s Touya-nii?”

It’s all you ever say to him when he’s not here to act as your savior, the buffer between your hot head and your hot headed father.

Your fiery red hair isn’t the only thing you inherited from him.

Your father curses your disobedience, slamming his hand down on the table.

“That’s it, young lady! Either eat or go to your room.”

“Touya-nii would never talk to me like this!”

That’s not exactly true. There are many occasions where he, himself, drifts from his cool nature and is overcome with anger from some of your “dumbass antics” as he calls them.

He’ll hug you with a fierce possessiveness after he calms down and reverts to his level headedness. He’ll tell you that he’s just looking out for you, tells you that he needs you to understand just how precious you are to him. He tells you you’re his baby sister, and he’ll always be here to protect you.

You never heard a semblance of something like that come from your father’s mouth.

Not that it matters. No, you’ve given up on that long ago.

Your father, in all of his mighty glory as the patriarch of the Todoroki household, slams both his hands on the table and stands up. He towers over you like a massive boulder. It’s unsettling.

“Well, Touya’s not your father!”

You’re in dangerous territory.

“I fucking wish he was…”

And his quirk intensifies. He grabs you by the collar of your school shirt, roughly yanking you out of your seat.

Shoto looks shocked, Fuyumi looks like she’s about to say something, and Natsuo puts a hand on both of his siblings’ arms to keep them in their seats.

He knows that if someone does something against their father, then the entire house might burn down with everyone in it.

You feel your father’s flames lick the backs of your bare ankles as you traverse the stairs with him holding onto you firmly. You don’t wince, you don’t struggle, you’re used to this by now.

The door to your room busts open, oh so close to being torn off of its hinges. A knee jabs right into your stomach as you find yourself face down over his bulky thigh, just a giant mass of muscle.

“You’re so ungrateful.”

He spanks you hard with his flat palm.

“After everything I do for you!”

Your poor skin isn’t even kept safe from his hellflames. The fire scorches your bottom in ways you’ve never felt before. His quirk extending, amplifying with his brute anger.

You are what he chooses to release his frustrations upon this time.

How utterly fucking convenient.

You scream into your sheets, kicking your legs wildly.

You hear movement from above you, but you’re in so much pain that you think one slight shift might cause your ass to slide off of your body.

No, you would like very much for your poor butt to remain intact.

And then something even worse is hitting your backside in an angry barrage, and this time, oh this time you have to look — ass sliding off be damned.

It’s a leather belt. Well, that’s new. You’ve never had that before.

Touya-nii always fought for you over this, telling his father that you’re too damn young for the belt.

“If she’s old enough to mouth off, then she’s old enough to accept the consequences!” Your father had shouted right back in Touya’s scarred face.

Your father, up until now, never used the belt on you though, even after all of those arguments with your big brother.

Guess you went too far tonight.

“You act grown, so take it like a big girl if that’s how you want to behave!”

And the belt stings, stings more than you could ever imagine, causes throbbing and aching deep in your muscles, causes the tears already streaming down your cheeks to flow like rapid waters.

You ball your fists up, punching your mattress, pushing at your father’s knee with a weak grip. There’s nothing you can do to escape as he holds you down with one massive paw on the middle of your back.

You wheeze with the cracks in your heart growing deeper, growing wider. The hitched wail tumbling forth from your lungs like a desperate plea for a love reprieve that you know you’ll never get.

And then he’s standing up, letting you fall to the floor with a loud thud. And then he’s putting his belt back on, glaring down at you like a mighty warrior who has just defeated a rebel army. And then he’s leaving you all alone without a word.

And you ball your hands up, cross your arms on the wooden floor, and sob inconsolably.

———

It’s late at night having just woken up from a terrible dream on the floor of your bedroom. It takes so long to move to the banister, down the steps, into the kitchen. You can’t even be bothered to turn the light on. Takes so much for your muscles to drag a chair over to the giant refrigerator. You wish you were tall, something Touya-nii and Natsuo inherited from their father, one of the rare good qualities.

All of a sudden, a lanky arm wraps around your waist, and you cry out, not from surprise, but from the contact of your ass against someone’s front.

When you’re set down on your feet in the kitchen, you turn around and look up at Touya with watery eyes.

“Whatchya lookin’ for, squirt?” He ask absentmindedly as he rummages through the freezer for some microwave dinner to heat up.

You gulp down an onslaught of emotions trying to purge before you find composure.

“Ice.”

“Ah, woke up thirsty, huh? You get like that after having a bad dream. What? Was I chasing you around? Trying to tickle you until you piss yourself?” He snickers at his own version of a joke.

You rub your arms. “Something like that.”

Touya puts the ice in a glass for you, setting his microwaveable dinner aside on the counter so that he can take care of you first.

He moves to fill the glass with water, but you stop him.

“Wait, you don’t need to do that. You can just leave it as it is. I only wanted ice.”

You can’t manage eye contact. His eyes are too…intense. Too blue. That bright electric blue that cuts through you, can always tell when something’s wrong.

You don’t want him to find something wrong.

You don’t want something to be wrong.

Everything is okay now that the beating is over.

Ice. You just need ice. Ice and a goodnight hug from Touya will fix everything.

It always does.

But he grabs your chin and forces you to look at him, forces you to look into his vibrant cobalt eyes that cut through you like a knife dicing fruit.

Slices through you like it’s nothing.

Like you’re soft.

And maybe you are soft, too soft for your own good.

“What happened?” He shakes your jaw gently in his grasp.

And he sees them, sees the tears welling up in your eyes like a geyser by the light of the full moon shining in through the kitchen window.

And you see something gnarling, brewing, melting together behind that intense gaze of his, the only kind your big brother can carry. It screams danger and rage.

But you don’t want to say what’s wrong because nothing is supposed to be wrong. Everything is supposed to be okay.

Ice and a hug will make everything okay, but it’s never that easy for some reason.

Touya knows how to pull answers from you, even if it’s like pulling teeth. He always gets what he wants because he’s stubborn, just like you, just like your father.

“I…” You shake your head and advert your eyes, trying to pry his hand off of you.

But he’s your big brother, and your big brother is determined to know what’s bothering you. Deep down, you know you should just answer him, but you don’t want to. You want to rebel and get away with it!

When do you ever?

Why can’t things just be different sometimes?

“What. Happened?” Is his steady reply, putting emphasis on each word, slowly drawing it out between gnashed teeth.

And his eyes, those eyes filled with storms of his own, look at you like he NEEDS to know what’s causing yours to fill with tears so that he can destroy them.

“Dad-”

It’s all you had to say. He turns the light on, and then he’s yanking at your school uniform, trying to find the marks, trying to find anything that will cement even further just how much of a fucking monster, fucking piece of shit asshole their father is.

You don’t like having your sleeves all but torn off of you. And then he’s looking at your legs, lifting them hem of your skirt in a way you don’t like, trying to push it back down in place.

He doesn’t care. He needs to know where you’ve been hurt, needs to know so he can make it better. Not anyone else. Only he gets to make things better for you.

You hope that what you say next might make him stop shoving at your clothes, but you’re so wrong.

“Touya-nii! Stop it! He spanked me!” You snivel into your hands.

You’re spun around, the back of your skirt lifted up to the small of your back, pinned there by a warm hand that you can feel through your untucked shirt. There’s a heavy whimper caught in your throat as he digs one finger into the waistband of your panties and drags them all the way down to the middle of your thighs.

And it’s all over for him.

The welts. The bruises. The scorch marks. The blisters. The blood smeared across the curve of your bottom.

You don’t like it. You knew this would happen. This makes things feel not okay!

You know Touya-nii is probably so worried.

You never want him to be worried because he’s so good to you, the best sibling you could ever hope for.

But the longer he stands there looking at your beaten and raw ass, the more he stands there in complete silence, that’s how you really know things aren’t okay.

You step out of his hold, his grip on your shirt lax enough for you to wriggle out of. You right your underwear and adjust your skirt before turning to look at him with your arms crossed.

“That…that was not from a spanking. What the fuck did he do to you, baby?”

He pulls you into a tight hug, and this is exactly what you wanted — no, needed.

“I think he was so mad that his fire got on me, and he used his belt at the end.” You press your cheek against his chest.

There’s that silence again. A full five heartbeats go by where nothing is said. It doesn’t bother you. You don’t really want to talk about it anymore. Just want to be held by Touya-nii, the best big brother you could ever ask for, hope for, pray for.

Someone out there knew what you needed.

His arms around you are tighter, and you can tell he’s thinking…planning. Planning what, you don’t know.

“Everything will be alright. Your big brother is right here. He’s got you, baby.”

Baby. That’s right. You’re his baby. His baby sister who can do no wrong in his eyes. He knows when to stop being mean and coddle you, and right now is a time where you most definitely need his warmth instead of the venom laced through his teasing words.

———

All you know is that you’re too sore to be riding on a train, too damn sore to be walking around, too damn tired for whatever journey your big brother is taking you on.

And then you arrive at a rundown bar, and he’s taking you down the steps. The staircase seems like it goes on forever. You pass a lot of doors, walk even further and further down the hall until he stops and opens one.

The room is…dank to say the least. Rundown is a better description.

But so are you, right? Who are you to judge this room? It feels like a reflection of your insides.

Big brother Touya, with his hand still wrapped around your wrist, tugs you into the room and over to the bed where he has you lie down so that you can go to sleep.

You don’t at first. The place is entirely new. You don’t even really understand what this place is.

“Touya-nii, where are we? Why did you bring me here?”

He shakes his mass of black hair at you, sighing in his early twenty years. You understand the depth of which that sigh is coming from.

You sigh just like Touya-nii too.

“Go to sleep,” is all he says as he unties your black shoes, pulling them off of your feet. He lets them drop to the floor, and you cringe at the sound of the dull thud.

The fall from your father’s lap is too fresh in your memory.

“But, I wanna know-“

You don’t get the chance to finish your sentence. He’s already tucking the blanket in around you and pushing your face down against the scratchy pillow.

Huffing with the manhandling, you try to push his rough hands away.

“Okay, I’ll go to sleep, but you better answer my questions in the morning.”

“You’re my good girl, you know that?” His fingers brush your fiery red hair behind your ear. “I’m proud of you. I know you were real tired tonight, but you listened to me. You did everything I asked you to do without complaining or fighting me.”

Your cheeks blush. Of course you’re Touya’s good girl! You’d never deliberately disobey him. All you want is his praise, and here he is, offering it to you on a golden platter.

You take it with a hungry appetite.

He presses a kiss against your forehead and lies down next to you.

You know he runs warm, hot even, but you can’t help but feel bad for hogging the blanket.

“Move your fat ass, Touya-nii,” you tell him as you try to pull the blanket out from under him.

He huffs and flicks your cheek before acquiescing. He turns over only slightly, deciding to make things a bit easier but not entirely, still trying to make you work for the blanket even with a bit of his weight taken off.

He can’t help it. He’s still your big brother after all.

You grumble and puff, but you’re too stubborn to give in. It takes all of your effort just to gracelessly pull the blanket out from underneath your big brother and half hazardly throw it over him before lying down on your stomach.

“God, you’re so annoying, Touya-nii.”

“Why don’t you go cry about it, baby?”

And you smile before drifting off to sleep.

———

“You brought a kid here?!”

Your eyes immediately open. You blink, adjusting to your surroundings, remembering that Touya brought you here last night.

You stand up from the bed, walking closer to the door, pressing your ear up against it.

“Why would you bring a child here?!” The voice sounds like it’s cracking, crazed.

He sounds like he could use some water.

“I had to. There was nowhere else to take her. She won’t be a problem here.”

Touya-nii!

You open the door and step out into the hallway. Your eyes land on several people, all of them strangers. There’s a girl who looks about your age, but most of them are older men.

“Touya-nii, what’s going on?”

Stern. He looks at you with stern eyes and a pointed finger. “Get back in the room and shut the door.”

“But-“

“Listen to me or so help me, I will kick your ass.”

Oh, you know he most definitely will, but he doesn’t mean it in the way your father kicks your ass. No, never. He means he’ll tackle you, wrestle you, pinch you, maybe ground you to your room for a few hours if you piss him off enough. Never the brutal spankings, beatings, of your father. No, Touya-nii would never.

But you’re his good girl. His good baby, so you obediently tuck yourself away in the rundown room.

The conversation moves away from you. It’s obvious because you can’t hear voices outside of the door. You’re forced to lie down on the creaky bed, trying to shut your eyes.

———

It takes what feels like forever and a day for your brother to come back and get you. He sits down beside you, placing a hand on your back.

“So, you wanna know why I brought you here?”

You nod your head as if he just asked you such a stupid question because it is a stupid question.

You asked him that just last night!

“You’ll be staying here with me. This is…where I work, I guess you could say. Dad doesn’t know, and he’s not going to. He won’t be able to find you here. You’ll be safe here.”

“What about school? I left all of my things at the house.”

“You’ll have to forget about your stuff and school. I’m more worried about protecting you than seeing what kind of grades you bring home. I’m not letting him or anyone hurt you ever again. Dad can fucking go to hell. He had no right to do that to you, and I won’t let it happen again.”

“But, Touya! I need to go to school.”

He grabs your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes, determined azure seeping deeply into your soul.

“Fuck school. I don’t give a damn about school. You’re not going anymore and that’s final. This is your new home now. I can’t let you get caught. I won’t let you go back. I’ll keep you safe here.”

A lonely tear drips from your eye, turning into a cascade down both cheeks. “I don’t understand!”

And his palms are on your face, cupping your wet cheeks. His hands both warm and warn. The familiarity of it all trying to overwhelm you.

He’s trying to calm you.

It’s only making things worse.

“You don’t need to understand, baby. Your big brother is here. He’s got you. I’ll always be here to protect you. He’ll never hurt you again because I’m going to keep you safe here with me, and I’m going to kill that fucking bastard.”

[hana-no-seiiki]

Yoooo idk if you know what my hero academia is but what about a batsib( platonic) who’s a lot like dabi. Abused all there life has blue fire burns all over them. Abnormal body heat. Who would be more interesting in the fire? Who would help batsib take care of there burns. HOW WOULD THEY REACT TO THE STABLES COMING OFF!!!

Just the amount of chaos has me foaming out the mouth. 

YANDERE BATFAM + YANDERE TODOROKI CLAN x READER

I tweaked your request a bit and added yan todo clan into the mix if you don’t mind anon? if you rather a version without them then feel free to request again!

I’ll prolly do a part two of this to expand more on the Todo family, Tim, Dick, and Bruce but who knows what my ADHD will hyperfixate on next.

God can I just say that I love Todoroki Clan v Batfam fics. However few and far between they are so I’ll be writing this with a Todoroki! Reader in mind. Perhaps a twin of Dabi.

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Humans have a natural, visceral attraction to fire. One can’t help but be drawn to its glow.

You were born as Touya’s (fraternal) twin except your power didn’t have to rely on emotions.

You burned the day you were born. Hurting your mother in the process. Scalding her skin as she desperately tried to feed you despite the danger it meant to her well-being.

In spite of her growing hatred for her husband, you managed to sear your way into her heart and make your mark.

Rei adored you. You looked the most like her underneath all the flames and charred skin. She would coo at you while glaring at her failures. She would run her hands through your hair while the room slowly froze when hearing about that kid who asked for your hand in marriage.

You were her precious gem. A jewel amongst the icky, dark, coal the others call her children. She would do anything for you. Anything.

Enji had to admit. He loved you more than his ambitions himself. He abhorred the pained screams you’d make whenever you tried using your powers. Luckily, unlike his eldest son, you were much more susceptible to the idea of not becoming a hero. All of his attempts at another heir were all in hopes that you didn’t have to face the horrid world of villains.

Touya admired you ever since you two were little. Your parents would often speak of how he’d cry whenever you two were separated. Of how he’d wail whenever you’d get burnt by your own quirk as if he was the one who was hurt.

As you grew up, he grew distant. Envious of your flames that were already so strong. Angry that you born several steps ahead of him regardless of being his twin.

Natsuo and Fuyumi bore the brunt of his complaints. His parents were too entranced by your being so who else did he have to talk to?

It all came to a climax when Shouto gained his quirk. You’d never forget the hope draining from your twin’s visage. The flames that surrounded the two of you when he dragged you out into the woods only to take an attempt at your life.

As darkness consumed your vision, you reach out to your brother’s face and choked out as the smoke covered the two of you.

“I will . . . always . . . love you.”

You awoke to your parents in tears, the news that your twin’s body was never found, and your belongings packed in several bags.

You were to study far away. Have a new start. Where you’d forget your brother.

Gotham.

It was a place known for its crime rate, but Enji’s close friend Bruce promised he’d take care of you while you’re here.

You were greeted by one of his sons, Tim. He was around Fuyumi’s age and was utterly fascinated by your powers.

Through him you were able to appreciate your flames a little more. It was hard not to get close to him. You attended classes together, ate together, played together. He even made you equipment and salves that would ease the burns.

It wasn’t long before you found out about his vigilante persona and thus Bruce’s. But for the sake of safety (your own and their’s) you decided to keep that fact to yourself.

Dick often came by once in a while. It was rare but his visits started to become the highlights of your stay in Gotham. He was fun and energetic. Tim and Bruce were great and all but they always had an air of seriousness that reminded you all too well of your family back in Japan.

He’d often sneak you out and teach you some acrobatic moves. Through process of searching good old google about the Robins, you figured out he was Nightwing after a short while.

Although you absolutely despised them now, you couldn’t deny them their credit for reigniting your passion for heroics.

You started training on your own. Control was something you had already practiced in the past. You knew how to stop the flames when it flared up too much. But you never really got to the point of using it for attacks and combat.

You didn’t really get that far. The most you could do without getting suspicious was to ask your father for a tutor in self defense while only adding some of your flames for the extra damage.

Not to mention the fact that a fire based vigilante would definitely raise flags for the family you’ve been living with.

So you started your “hero” life without using much of your flames until such a time that you were able to either go back to Japan or move out to another state.

That’s when you met Jason. You didn’t know much about him at first. Only that he killed a bunch of the thugs that you were trying to handle on your own.

Without him you’d probably have been dead several times by now.

Thus you took it upon yourself to help him in any way you can.

From being a hindrance you slowly started becoming an essential asset to Jason’s patrols. So much so that he often would blow up if you disappeared for a week only to apologize profusely and buy you pizza when he found out you were gone because of exams.

Jason also made you discover a very important part of your power. While your quirk didn’t rely on emotions to be strong within itself, emotions still played a huge part of it.

And as he slowly placed his lips upon yours, a wall of flame sets off.

You never returned to him after that day.

Around your early adulthood, Damian was taken into the household.

It wasn’t that long before you figured out he had no filter and a lot of ego to boot.

He reminded you a lot of a cat. Your parents would never let you adopt one out of fear for you being scratched, or worse a cat barbecue so you often projected that childhood desire of yours to him.

So while he’d hurt you both physically and emotionally, you in turn would return whatever he gave with love and headpats.

It annoyed him to no end. Who were you to treat him like a baby? If it weren’t for your flames he could probably have you on the floor in a minute tops.

But whenever you’d disappear he realizes how much he enjoys your presence.

He was there when you came back after your encounter with Jason. Your burnt and tattered clothes.

He saw the news. He knew that you’ve been going out to save civilians with one of his predecessors. He knew all about your past and your powers.

And he knew that from this day forth, you were never going to leave the manor ever again.

GENERAL BATFAM TAGLIST: @the-sander-fander

[black-aurora-nora]

New Baby Pt. 3 | Platonic!Yandere!Todoroki Family x Reader

Every morning you were given your medication by Rei with the supervision of Enji. Then you'd get dressed for the day and head to the living area, where everyone would usually be waiting for you.

And despite the fact that you had grown used to the routine, the Todoroki's could still tell that you were holding onto the belief that your parents would one day come back.

How sad, they all thought.

Little did you know that they had been threatened to hell and back by Enji to ensure that your parents would never attempt to try and gain custody of you again.

They were in far too much debt and had no power against the #2 Pro-Hero of Japan.

Enji and Rei had been hoping you'd be easier to manipulate but you were so stupidly hopeful of the future like any other child and while they loved that about you, it wasn't helpful in their situation.

You were currently watching the Natsuo and Shoto play a card game against each other. When they finished a few rounds, they looked to you with encouraging smiles.

"(Y/N), you want to play?" Natsuo asked, raising his eyebrows.

A shrug left your shoulders, "Not really..."

Enji and Rei sat nearby on a couch. Rei looked at her husband, conflicted on whether she should say something to you. She didn’t want to scare you like she had previously.

Softly, she spoke, “(Y/N), why don’t you try playing one game? If you don’t like it, then we can find something else to do.”

Your lips pursed in distaste but you scooted closer to the brothers and allowed Natsuo to deal you your hand.

You quickly finished a round and gave the cards to Natsuo, unimpressed. “I’m going to my room.” You announced only for Enji to block the doorway.

“You need to stay out here, (Y/N). Tucking yourself away in your room isn’t healthy.”

With pursed lips, you timidly sat back down to watch the boys.

Shoto spoke up, noticing your souring mood, "Do you want to play a different game instead? It doesn't have to be a card game, it can be whatever you want."

You weren't in the mood to play anything but it appeared that you had no other choice and you didn't want to sit around doing nothing.

"Ok... that's fine." You chose a game to play and after a few rounds you spoke again, "When does Fuyumi get home?"

It had grown apparent to everyone in the house that Fuyumi was your favorite person in the house. In the past two weeks that you'd been here, you'd been at her side as much as possible.

If Fuyumi was in the kitchen cooking, you were there to help her. If you were watching TV, you would ask her to come watch with you.

It got to the point that Enji forced her to take extra hours at work so that they could get a chance to bond with you.

Having a relationship with your siblings was important, but not as important as having a relationship with you mommy and daddy.

Enji answered when no one else would, "She'll get here when she gets here."

Frowning, you slumped your shoulders slightly. You knew that meant that she wouldn't be back until dinner which was a few hours from now.

Natsuo stood up, patting your head sympathetically. He was jealous for sure. How had you bonded with Fuyumi so easily?

Hell, Enji had to force you to play with him and his brother.

You moved away from his touch and he bit back the anger that burned inside of him. What could he do to get on your good side?

Before he could ask if you wanted to do anything else, you walked over to Enji and Rei, eyes shifting around nervously.

"What is it, sweetheart?" Rei said, smiling sweetly.

"Um..." You trailed off. Any questions about your parents were off limits, but it'd been two weeks now and you still hadn't heard anything.

“I want to know how my parents are doing?”

The room stilled at the question.

Enji looked to the boys and they both left without another word, only glancing at you with something akin to pity.

“Did I not tell you those questions are forbidden, (Y/N)?”

You shriveled into yourself, “I just want to know if they’re ok.” And when can they come take me from this place.

Enji closed his eyes with a deep sigh, “(Y/N), you’re a smart girl. Isn’t it obvious what’s going on here?” He asked you condescendingly. "I thought you would've understood by now since you'd stopped asking."

You blinked, wondering what he meant by that.

Rei smiled sadly, “Oh, (Y/N), you’re parents don’t want you anymore.” She didn't sound sad despite the look on her face. You didn't miss the misplaced happiness in her tone.

She rose from her seat to give you a hug, “I’m so sorr-!” She jolted back when you shoved her with all your might.

Tears stung your eyes and you eyed the two strangers in front of you darkly, “My parents would never leave me! Don’t say stuff like that!”

Enji huffed, rising to tower over you.

You trembled but held firm, looking him in the eyes. Resolute in your declaration that your parents hadn’t left you.

But Enji had planned for this.

“How about we call them?” He said, pulling out his phone, “So they can tell you themselves.”

You swallowed your anxiety down, “Ok.”

He typed some numbers on his phone and held it to his ear, “ Hello? (Y/N) wishes to speak with you two.”

Enji passed the phone over and you gladly took it, smiling wide when you brought it to your ear.

“Mama? Daddy?” You called, beaming when you heard them respond, “I miss you guys a lot! This family is taking really good care of me…” you trailed off before starting again. “But I really want to come back home… But Mr. Todoroki said you didn’t want me… that’s not true though, right? When are you guys gonna come get m-“

“Look, (Y/N)… you’re too heavy of a burden. We can’t afford the medical bills.” Came your father’s voice.

“Huh?”

“We don’t want you anymore… don’t call us anymore. We’re trying to move on with our lives.” Your mom added.

“Please don’t say that!” You wept, “I miss you-“ You felt your heart tear when the phone call ended.

A thick silence filled the room. Only your quivering breaths emitted through the air.

You could feel yourself breathing but your chest felt too tight, there was no way this was happening.

There was no way your parents could just abandon you like that. How could they?

The day before you were taken to the Todoroki house, you were supposed to go the movies and have popcorn with lots of butter and a big soda.

And now, here you were, under the guardianship of two strangers that want to be your new parents without asking if you were okay with that.

“It’s unfortunate, but I promise everything will be ok, Y/N).” Enji’s voice barely reached your ears, “so long as you see us as your mom and dad.”

But they weren’t. You couldn’t forget that major detail.

The “I know it’s painful, baby,” Rei cooed beside you. Her arms leeched around you, entrapping you in her embrace. “Mama will make it all better.”

No, she wouldn’t.

Rei of all people wouldn’t be able to make this better.

“Breathe, (Y/N), you’ll make yourself pass out.” Enji warned, but you couldn’t.

You didn’t want to breathe.

What was the point?

You were stuck with this weird family that treated you like you were five.

Your parents sold you off because you were a burden.

What was the point?

Just as Enji had said, your knees crumpled beneath you but instead of falling to the ground, you stayed held up in Rei’s arms and she slowly lowered you both to the ground.

A smile bloomed upon her face when your breathing evened out, head rested in her lap with a tear-stained face.

You’d be sad for a little while, but that didn’t matter.

Your new parents would help you out.

You’re the baby after all.

[deaddovedecadence]

Sweetheart Snowflake

Warning(s): kidnapping, negative self talk, dabi being creepy

Request(s): None

Set in SAFITS universe

Summery: The kidnapping/adoption of the newest todoroki sibling

It’s monday, or bento box day as you think of it in your head, and you’re tired. Not just tired but exhaughted, the feeling slipping into your skin and burying itself into your bones. You didn’t really sleep last night, kept up the nagging voices in your head, the ones constantly saying that you aren’t good enough for anyone, especially Todoroki-Sensei who gives you so much for no reason at all.

Even though you take so much from her, every day, her energy, her attention, her time, you keep going back. Sensei is so kind and it’s hard to remember how much of a burden you are when she’s eagerly drawing you into conversation and laughing lightly when you say something that amuses her.

Somehow you’ve managed to get yourself all the way to her classroom while thinking about this conundrum you have; being a good person and letting her live her life or getting the validation you so desperately crave when you’re tired like this. Ultimately the need for affection wins out. Her door is closed so one of her siblings is probably here but the one time you left when the door was closed, it opened before you back down the hall with Fuyumi yelling for you, so you knock.

The flies open immediately and you’re greeted by Touya and his rbf. “Hey kid, is it Monday again?” You nod, slipping past him to get to Fuyumi sitting on the floor, reading to herself. An unopened Bento rests besides her, a warm feeling builds up in your chest.

“Good afternoon Todoroki-Sensei, how are you?” She looks up, smile spreading across her face like frost. “hey snowflake, how are you?” You give a half shrug, the universal symbol for not the best but okay.

Her smile turns into a frown and she pats the spot next to her. “Come eat and tell me what the problem is.” you’re hyper aware of Touya’s fire-bright eyes following you as you go to sit down. Sensei half pulls you onto her lap, giving you the bento. “eat and tell me what’s got you so upset.”

You try to shake your head at her, because there’s nothing wrong with you that she needs to worry about, but touya grabs your chin with his too-hot fingers before you can. His eyes are cruel and amused, more predator then human

“Come one, tell Yumi what’s wrong?” He coos almost mockingly, but it’s enough to break the damn. “I don’t want to be a burden to you,” you murmur softly, praying that she doesn’t hear you. The air becomes icy cold in an instant, and Todoroki-Sensei stays perfectly still.

“You fucked up,” Touya whispers joyfully, leaning back to watch. There’s a silence, sharp and anxious for a time before Sensei looks directly at you. “Come here snowflake,” she says softly. You obey, all immediately, resettling yourself in her lap, closer now, without any hesitation. She pulls you to her chest, whispering softly, “You can never be a burden to me, never ever. I promise you that.”

Another hand joins Fuyumi’s cold ones, a little but rougher but still gentle. “You are invited here, so why the fuck wouldn’t we want you here.” They make it sound so simple but it isn’t. It isn’t simple at all.

“I think you were right Touy<“ Fuyumi murmurs, “we shouldn’t have left the snowflake alone for so long, but let’s get that rectified. Knock ‘em out.”

You thrash in a panic but Sensei is strong, stronger then you would have ever thought she;d be and suddenly, there’s the pierce of a needle and your out.

The last thing you see is Fuyumi’s smiling face.

[imayanderesimp]

You ever seen rue flip out in euphoria? How would the todoroki clan react to that if reader did it?

Cuz rue gets up in her mothers face and everything, I wanna know real bad, please 💓🦋

I haven’t seen the show but I’ve seen clips on YouTube but I’ll still do it anon

Rues Flip out but it’s reader

Notes: reader is referred to as she cause I couldn’t think of a better way to word it

Well for 1 thing you definitely scared the shit out of rei

And of course afterwards their not gonna tolerate your behavior so first your gonna get sedated

Then you’ll spend a few weeks in isolation for punishment for traumatizing your mother and can come out when your willing to behave and apologize like a good girl

After that your locked up for the rest of your life they can’t risk you getting your hands on drugs and meeting up with those bad influences you call friends again. So it’s time to go back to homeschooling and Rei doing your hair and picking out your clothes again don’t worry though,

It’ll be Just like old times :)

[classywitchunknown]

Imagine platonic yandere todoroki family x child reader ( I'm thinking 5) doing the sibling anthem check

All todoroki siblings: sibling anthem check!!

Dabi (aka toya): Hi, I am the oldest, I'm the leader of the pack, and all my other siblings just be riding off my back. I'm basically the parent, I keep everyone in line. I never had a hand-me-down, my shoes, they always shine ✨️ 😎😏 ( I can just see him being smug about it)

Fuyumi, Natsuo, and Shoto: hi, we are the middles, and we're always overlooked.

Natsuo: Rules were made for us to break, which leaves our siblings shoock.

Fuyumi: hand-me-downs are all we know. Nothing's really new.

Shoto: you hate us cause you ain't us

Fuyumi, Natsuo, and Shoto: but trust us, it's the truth

Yn: hi, I am the youngest, I'm my family's pride and joy. My siblings were irrelevant since the day that I was born. I walk into a room, all the attention goes on me. I get anything I want with just a "mommy, daddy, please 🥺"

[i-cant-sing]

As an aroace bitch, I really love the platonic Yandere BNHA families!! <3 (I barely ever see any other MHA platonic Yandere stuff so it’s always great to see your posts)

But also, what would the Todoroki’s reactions be to Reader being not-straight? (It doesn’t even have to be AroAce, just any aspect of the LGBTQIA+ Community, maybe even Trans, who knows!)

Basically, Todoroki Family Reader coming out as,, anything from the LGBTQIA+ Community and the Family’s reaction, just have fun with it!! Pick an orientation and run with it

If you’ve already done this then thank you ❤️❤️❤️

Also I’ve never really requested anything before so I hope this actually makes sense for you 😅

Let me assure you, Todoroki clan don't have anything against LGBTQ+ community.

They're just against you interacting with anyone but them❤

Dating is out of the question, no matter what's your preference, Dabi's flame don't discriminate 🥰🥰🥰

They're also very wary of you having friends, because 1. Shotou, Fuyumi and Rei want to know what could these "friends" possible have that they don't? 2. Enji, Natsuo and Dabi think these friends of yours could kidnap you, manipulate you, or make u run away from them.

Besides that, they're happy to go to whatever pride parade u wanna go to, indulge you in LGBTQ+ community support stuff, make sure ain't NOBODY make u feel bad for who u are.

I think the best part is that Dabi might let you turn him into a drag queen if it makes you happy 💕

^also Dabi when it's 5 mins past your bedtime