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thecuriousquest · 7 months

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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.

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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.”

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theres-a-body-here · 8 months

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Scumtober- Day 16 (Casual Sex)

Enji Todoroki x Male!reader

You were melting under his gaze. Not just because he was hot, but also because he was HOT.

Enji liked to keep his flames on as he fucks you. You suspect it's an ego thing..... definitely an ego thing.

So even while moaning as he fucked you on his office desk, you were a bit concerned over papers and furniture catching fire. Enji didn't seem that concerned. He kept his eyes on you and you alone. You couldn't help but look away.

Your eyes met briefly when you glanced back up at him, those intense turquoise eyes burning into yours as if trying to consume them completely. He growled low in his throat before slowly sliding in deeper inside once more, making your walls clench around him tighter than ever.

As Enji continued to thrust himself deep within you, his movements growing more forceful yet still maintaining their slow pace, you couldn't help but feel your heart race faster in response. He always did this. He went slow so you'd begin to beg and plead for him to go faster. He likes it when you beg. It's almost become a game. Seeing how long you can go without begging.

You move your hand down to your own cock to pump it. Enji wasn't having that. "Hmm..." Enji groaned as he watched you attempt to pleasure yourself, his voice laced with a slight sternness. "No need for that," he murmured, reaching down to gently grasp your wrist before guiding your hand away from your own hard cock. "I'll take care of us both."

And with that, Enji continued with his slow strokes. You glanced down and watched as his large cock disappears and reappears out of your asshole.

Enji notices your gaze. His voice is soft yet still holds his usual gruffness. "Feel good?" he asked quietly, his voice sending shivers down your spine. You nodded weakly.

The flickering flames on Enji's face seemed to respond to your nod of approval, dancing brighter and fiercer for a moment before returning to their previous state. Even though Enji still had that hardened and stern look, his quirk gave him away.

As he continued to thrust slowly inside you, his hips grinding against yours in perfect rhythm, you could feel the tip of his cock grazing against something sensitive inside you—your prostate. You let out a small whimper and closed your eyes out of bliss.

"That's right... let me hear how good you feel." His words sent rivets of warmth down your body in waves. You opened your eyes again to look at him. Damn.....you're going to have to beg now.

"Enji...can you please go faster?" you ask bashfully as you look away from his gaze. You caught a cocky smirk on his face as you switched your attention to the floor.

Enji chuckles darkly, the sound rumbling through your core as he continues to thrust slowly inside you. "Is that all you got?" he taunts playfully. "Come on now, don't hold back. Beg me properly."

You swallow thickly, feeling the heat spread through your entire body. "Pleeeaaasssee, Endeavor...faster," you whisper, looking up to meet his gaze. You feel his erect cock twitch inside you, signaling his approval of your begging.

Without warning, Enji begins fucking you faster, really faster. You let out a surprised yelp. Each thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through every fiber of your being.

The desk shook violently beneath you, papers flying everywhere as they fell off in a messy heap on the floor. Despite the chaos surrounding you, all you could focus on was the incredible sensation of Enji's massive cock pounding into you.

Your breath came out in short gasps as each powerful thrust pushed you further onto the desk, your legs wrapped tightly around Enji's waist. His hands held firmly onto your hips, pulling you closer to him with each thrust.

The heat emanating from Enji's body was unlike anything you've felt before; it surrounded you like a blanket made of fire. His flames grew bigger and hotter. It reminded you of his fight with the nomu. You could tell he was getting close. His face flames were sputtering like a candle being teased by wind.

"Such a pretty little thing taking my huge cock like a champ," he groaned, leaning down to look at his cock as it fucked you silly. "Let me fill that hole of yours."

Enji let out a primal roar as he felt his orgasm building up inside him, his flames dancing erratically around the room. With one final forceful thrust, he released his seed inside you, the hot liquid filling up your ass like a geyser. His cock throbbed and twitched repeatedly as it shot wave after wave of cum deep inside you, painting your insides.

At the same time, you felt your own orgasm crashing down upon you, sending electric currents through your entire body. Your inner walls clamped down on Enji's cock, milking him dry as you both reached the peak of ecstasy together. Your body arched on the desk as cum shot out of your own cock onto your chest and the desk.

Enji finally stopped, his cock pulsing rhythmically inside you as he tried to catch his breath. Without saying a word, he pulled out of you slowly, his massive cock slipping out with a wet, suction sound.

Finally, the intensity subsided leaving behind a warm, fuzzy afterglow. Breathless and spent, you collapsed back onto the desk, staring up at the ceiling with half-open eyes. You couldn't remember the last time you felt this satisfied or fulfilled.

Scumtober 2023 Masterlist

#bnha #bnha x reader #mha x reader #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero acedamia x reader #my hero acedamia x reader #enji todoroki #enji x reader #enji todoroki x reader #scumtober #scumtober 2023 #kinktober 2023 #kinktober

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melaninmight · 1 year

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flames of jealousy

- endeavor (enji todoroki) x reader | wc: 3.3k

꒰ ▹ ꒱ — listening: deep — summer walker

꒰ ఇ ꒱ — synopsis: enji’s jealousy gets the best of him when he witnesses other men flirting with you.

꒰ ఇ ꒱ — cw: smut, nsfw 18+, boss/employee relationship, reader is a PA, dom! Endeavor, sub! reader, slight mention of abuse, jealousy, vaginal fingering, oral sex, slight chocking, spanking, kissing, french kissing, roughness

꒰ ! ꒱ — disclaimers :: the couple are in an established, consenting relationship (Enji + Rei are divorced); bnha franchise, anime + manga belong to horikoshi. this fic was written w/ black reader in mind. minors DNI!

Slumping in your seat, you exhaled a breath of relief.

The sense of accomplishment plagued your worn-out mind. Since filling out the role of a PA for the newly Number One hero, these past few weeks were daunting. With the League of Villains at large and the citizens of Tokyo on high alert, you were responsible for scheduling meetings/appointments for the Flame Hero. If that wasn’t good enough, on rare occasions, you’d travel alongside the hero in case of international affairs.

Unlike the previous PAs before you, you pursued this job with grace. Rumor has it that Endeavor is a hot-headed asshole, hence the main reason why the other PAs quit; they couldn’t (or weren’t emotionally secured) enough to tolerate such behavior. One of them was fired for getting the position solely to get closer to him, in a way. Consider yourself the sole lucky one of the bunch; you had yet to rub the man the wrong way. Your record was exceptional and you performed the role accordingly. Nothing could go wrong, right?

The sound of the intercom pulled you from your thoughts.

“Mrs. (Y/N), Endeavor would like to see you at his office. It’s urgent.”

Your heart sunk, straightening your position.

As much as you didn’t want to over exaggerate, you quickly got up from your seat and hurriedly rushed towards the elevator, pressing ‘Floor 1’ (Endeavor’s Office). Even with the peaceful elevator music in the background, your anxiety grew each time the numbers went up on the red-dotted screen.

‘What could he possibly need? Am I gonna get fired?’

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*bing*

Taking a deep breath, you strengthen your composure once you’ve reached your boss’s office. The elevators opened, walking inside to take in your surroundings. Of course, this wasn’t the first time you were in his office, although it still didn’t ease the anxiety built up on the lump of your throat.

On the right, you turned to see the man himself looking out the windows, his muscled back in front of you. His attire immediately caught your eye; instead of his hero costume, he wore a red-velvet suit set with shiny black dress shoes. His hands dug into his pant pockets, causing you to flush. You couldn’t lie to yourself when you knew how handsome he looked.

‘No, no (Y/N)! Get a grip! You know better!’ you shook your head, ridding the potential dirty thoughts threatening to fill your brain.

Walking yourself into the dark room, the elevator silently closing behind you, you made your way towards the desk, his back still facing you. Though, you couldn’t make out his reflection through the window.

You swallowed any built-up saliva before softly speaking,

“I-Is there something you needed, sir?”

Endeavor grunted, his back still turned towards you.

“Miss (L/N), I have a question for you. I do ask that you answer truthfully and honestly.”

Pressing your hands together, you nodded.

“Y-Yes sir.”

Turning his head, catching sight of you through his peripheral. Your nervous, flushed expression, coupled with your attire; a brown bodycon dress paired with a brown velvet tailor jacket, your height heightened with high knee stilettos. Gosh, you look stunning. So gorgeous. The way the outfit accentuates your curves sent this man feral. However, he kept his composure, turning around to face you entirely.

Icy blue eyes stared at your (e/c) ones, lips pressed in a straight line. His heavy footsteps broke the silence as he towered over you.

Your heart raced. Having the man up close, you felt his body heat radiating the not-too-far distance between the both of you. Your anxiety quickly picked up when you saw his lips part.

“Are you seeing anyone?”

The question threw you off. You were awaiting a question relating to business, but you never could’ve imagined your boss asking you such personal questions. Though, he did ask you to answer truthfully, so you couldn’t object.

“N-No sir. I’m currently single,” you answered.

Enji’s brows furrowed. He was conflicted on whether to believe you, or deny your answer and pressure you into telling the truth (or rather, his truth) that you were, indeed, seeing someone. But, by your unfazed expression, you were serious.

How could a woman as beautiful as you be single?

“I see,” he mumbled.

Your eyes never left him, watching his eyes close before opening up again, eyes reconnecting. He watched as your brown glossy lips pursed, your head tilted slightly in confusion.

‘If only you knew how much of an effect you have on me,’ he growled to himself.

He knew how wrong it must be for him to feel this way towards his PA. Never had he believed he’d be attracted to another woman since his fiery divorce with Rei. Given his ugly reputation of abuse towards his family, he felt he could never love again. Yet, that all changed when you walked into his agency seeking a job after you were fired from your last job.

You were aware of who you were prepared to work for, yet that didn’t deter you from the confidence you felt of fulfilling the role as Endeavor’s PA. And despite not admitting it, he admired your determination. Your work ethic was subpar compared to his previous PAs, all of whom quit because of his distant, cold demeanor. Though, you never complained; hell, you grew quite comfortable with his cold-natured self.

Another thing he didn’t admit was how attractive you are. You’ve only worked under his wing for 7 months and already the rest of the workforce grew a liking towards you, the male employees especially. Whatever outfit you wore for different days of the week for work, the male employees would stare (sometimes drool) whenever you passed through the halls, the aroma of your warm vanilla scented perfume filling the environment.

From a distance, Enji couldn’t help but feel a tinge of jealousy from the attention you were unknowingly attracting. He hated how the good-for-nothing men working under his belt sought any opportunity they could to gain your approval, some going as far as to flirt with you on the spot, sending his flames aflame through his clothes.

Yet, he told himself he couldn’t have you. You could never possibly want a damaged man like him. You deserve to be with someone, man or woman, who was good-natured and could treat you like the Queen he visioned you to be.

“I-Is that all sir?” your soft voice broke him away from deep thoughts.

He forward his hand towards his lips, covering a cough.

“Y-Yes. Thank you, Miss (L/N).”

A slight trail of sweat left your forehead, nodding slowly before turning towards the elevators, your ass turned towards him. His eyes immediately glared at the round bums shaped underneath the dress.

‘Fuck. I can’t let her get away!’

Before you made it to the elevator, a hand circled your wrist, sending you flying around and pressed up against his hardened chest. Your small hands clutched against his shirt, flushed cheeks pressed against his lower body, you felt his biceps through the material.

“S-Sir?” you squeaked, clearly taken aback by the sudden move.

Enji’s strong arms closed around your waist, his head nuzzled against your head, inhaling the comforting scent of your coconut scented shampoo/conditioner combo from your hair.

“I’m sorry,” he hushed. “But the thought of you walking out of this office, knowing that those horny bastards will stop at nothing to claim what’s mine, makes my flames grow brighter.”

A silent gasp escaped your lips. No way in the world did you hear your boss admit to feeling jealous of your co-workers?

You lifted your head, craning your neck so you were eye-level with him.

“Is that so?” you whispered, your cheeks warm.

Enji’s heart raced, squeezing so tightly it threatened to burst.

Lifting you up, he pressed his lips against yours, savoring your taste. You wrapped your legs around his waist, melting into the fruitful kiss. Your hand roamed to caress his jawline, the rough texture of his muzzle tickling your fingertips, the other trailing through his red spiked hair.

The Flame Hero walked over to his desk, wiping everything off clean to make room for you, gently sitting you on the hardwood furniture, grinding his thigh against your crotch. Your body grew heated from the intensity, moaning from the subtle grinding as the kiss deepened, tongues twirling and tugging.

His large hands cupped your ass, leaving gentle gropes against the plump balls of flesh, causing shivers through your body. You were the first to pull from the kiss, a trail of saliva connecting your lips, releasing a shuddered breath.

“E-Enji-”

The way you say his name made him feral once more, low growls vibrating his throat whilst leaning down to nip at your neck, leaving love bites on the sensitive spots. He pulled away to see the artwork he created, a sense of pride washed over him as he admired the final product: marking what’s his, and his alone.

“You’re mine now, Little Flame,” he whispered seductively, nipping at the tip of your ear.

“You hear me?”

“Y-Yes sir,” you whimpered.

He smirked. “Good girl. Now, release those sweet melodies for me.”

His large hands lingered underneath your dress, sneaking its way through your panties and grazing your pussy, his index finger swiping through your clit.

You shivered at the touch, trying to squeeze your thighs together but to no avail since the hunk of a man is in between them.

“E-Enji- so g-good,” you released a shaky breath, grinding against his finger.

He shuddered, slowly shoving two more fingers inside of you, your folds tightening around him, coated in your wet nectar.

“Your moans are like music to my ears, my dear. Perhaps I should hear them more often,” the man teased, his chuckle breathy.

You bit your lip, achingly turned on by his dirty talk and praise.

A whimpering cry slipped out your lips when he fastened his pace, fingers digging in and out of your tight lil’ hole.

“S-shit! I’m gonna… I-I’m gon-” your cries grew louder, hands gripping against his suit coat.

The minute you were about to release, he pulled out his fingers, raising them to his face to see the wet, glistering mess you left behind. You cried in frustration, not liking how he teased you so lewdly and not allowing you to cum. Without breaking eye contact, his pink tongue grazed against them, licking away any trace of you.

“You taste divine, my dear,” he purred.

Your chest rose from each shaky breath you released, face flushed as you watched him. Jolts of pleasure coursed through your body, causing more wetness to arouse from your folds. Closing your thighs, you placed a hand in between them, raising the hem of your dress to the point of removing the cloth entirely, exposing your nude melanated skin, your fingers rubbing against your clit as you played with yourself.

Of course, you knew Enji was watching, but perhaps you wanted him to. You wanted to show him how much you were desperate for him, how much you wanted him to punish you for being so naughty, so lewd.

The Flame Hero paid close attention to your expression, his eyes following your not-so discrete moves. He caught on with your plan, and that only seemed to fuel his already burning flames, his bulge growing beneath the fabric of his pants. He wasted no time in fondling his zipper, tugging it down to remove his pants and boxers, releasing the monster you were excited to witness. He went on to remove his tie and shirt, now completely nude, his chest glistening with sweat.

“Tch, it’s too stuffy in here,” his face flushed from the growing heat. He climbed off the bed and walked over towards one of the windows, opening it up to let the air cool off, the windy breeze blowing the curtains.

You watched him with glassy eyes, your fingers still toying with your pussy.

The sight of your lewd expression, the squelch of your juices against your fingers was a sight to behold.

“Fuck,” he growled as he quickly rushed over to you, his large hands clamped on your waist, raising you up and pulling you up in his arms. You squirmed at the friction between your entrance and the tip of his enormous cock.

“You never fail to entice me, Little Flame,” he praised, pressing his forehead against yours. “So beautiful, so sexy, and yet so breedable.”

You whimpered, eying him with glossy eyes.

“P-Please sir,” you begged. “Fuck m-me.”

That sent him over the edge. His grip onto you grew tighter, pulling you in for a heated, sloppy kiss. Fortunately, your wetness was like a natural lubricant, allowing his cock to ease its way inside you. His hips thrusted towards you, his tip rubbing against your sensitive clit before penetrating your hole, stuffing you slightly.

“I will not hold back,” he heaved, pulling away from the kiss. “Are you sure you’re ready to take all of me, Little Flame?”

You nodded quickly. “Y-Yes, sir.”

That said, he kept his word and didn’t hold back, beginning to slowly thrust in and out of you. Tears rolled down your eyes, lips trembling the further he thrusted inside you.

“S-So big–” you cried as your walls tightened around him.

“Yes,” he groaned. “Take all of me, Little Flame.”

Staring into each other’s eyes, lost in the moment of passion, the sloppy sounds of skin meeting skin echoed the room as he quickened his pace, bodies rocking the desk with each thrust. You were lost in the clouds, eyes rolled back from the overwhelming pleasure. Your hands traveled down to his back, fingers threatening to mark his back with scratches.

“S-Shit,” you cried.

“F-Fuck baby– you’re so intoxicating,” Enji praised, his breath caught in his throat.

“P-Please give me more~” you begged.

You felt a slap against your ass.

“You don’t gotta tell this old man twice,” pride filled his voice as he bounced you deeper on his cock. You shivered at the warmth of his breath against your ear as he nipped at it.

“Yeah, take this cock, you lil cocksleeve,” he growled, plunging deeper inside you, hitting your g-spot over and over.

Your fingers dug into his skin, scratching his back in desperation for release, his deep thrusts hitting your g-spot continuously to no end. You flew your head back, your cries coming out breathy and shaky as your orgasm drew closer. As if he sensed that you were close, Enji’s hand clamps around your neck, choking you carefully so as not to hurt you, while the other holds you up higher.

His breathy groans sung harmoniously with yours, muttering praises against your ear.

“So tight.”

“So enchanting.”

“So beautiful.”

“And all mine.”

Such a whimpering, whining mess you were. You couldn’t get enough of this man, it hurts. His cock twitched inside you, signaling the closure of his climax. You, too, were also reaching your limits, your walls tightening around him, your juices glossing up his cock.

“I-I’m gonna c-cum,” you quivered.

“Yes,” he gasped, “Take all of me. Cum for me, my dear.”

Holding you tightly, chest to chest, he swallowed your cries with a kiss, his hands firmly grabbing your ass as he plunged you deeper into him. You cried out for him, legs burning from being raised to accommodate his bulky stature and size. The squelching sounds of skin against skin rung the quiet office, the aroma of sweat and sex filled around you, breaths mingled as climaxes close in.

“Prepared to be filled with my love, my darling Flame,” he seduced, lifting you up and walking towards the window, pressing you against the glass. You shivered from the contact of the cold glass against your back, but you didn’t complain. You didn’t care if anyone could see you fucking your boss from a mile away; all you knew was that tonight was the night you were about to be filled with newfound love from this complex man. A man you daydreamed of becoming his.

“Aah, Enji,” you cried. “P-Please fuck me shitless, make me cumm.”

“Cum for me, you little minx.”

His pace quickened at your request, balls slapping against your ass, his grip tightening its hold on you.

“God you’re so pretty when you lose your mind,” he hissed, his body glistening with sweat, your fingers scratching along his back for release.

And just like that, a wave of pleasure flew out of your body, your body shaking from your anticipated orgasm.

Enji would soon follow suit, his cock throbbing painfully as he rode out his climax, the warmth of his seed filling you up deliciously, some dripping down from your cunt and onto the floor. You plopped your head onto his chest, hearing the race of his heartbeat as the two of you struggled to catch a breath.

You felt his chest vibrate when he chuckled.

“Was I a bit too rough with you, my dear?”

“A little bit. Regardless, I still enjoyed it.”

You assured him with a breathy giggle.

The two of you remained by the window, holding each close in a warm embrace, your nude back still pressed against the cool window. You saw yourself snuggled in his arms for eternity. Who knows, maybe that eternity could become a reality? You smiled at the idea of starting a potential life with the Flame Hero.

“Thank you.”

His gratitude took you aback, resulting in you raising your head from his chest and stare up at him.

“Thank you? For what, sir?”

For the first time, Enji’s lips formed into a soft smile.

“For making me believe in love again, that I deserve a second chance at loving someone with the care they deserve. I acknowledge the damage I’ve caused my family. And though I dreamed of turning the past and redo my devious mistakes, I’m reminded that no matter what I do, the past cannot be changed”

His large, rough hand grazed your cheek, his thumb rubbing slow circles against your skin.

“However, I will not allow my past to deter me from seeking the future. While I still reel and suffer from the consequences of my actions, I will not let them hold me back from the potential future I’ve yearned for too long. Despite the challenges and risks, I wish for you to remain by my side. Stay with me, and I promise that I will become a better man to the best of my ability.”

You were confused by this sudden proposal. You couldn’t remember the last time you saw the man smile, though it warmed your heart that you were probably the driving factor behind it. You raised your hand to cup his cheek, the familiar roughness of his muzzle tickling your fingertips, your lips also turning into a soft smile.

“Getting into this job, I was aware of the challenges I’d face being constantly under your wing. Regardless, I’m not going anywhere. You are a flawed man, sure, but I admire your determination to change yourself, to better yourself not only for the sake of your family and society, but for yourself as well. That said, I’ll remain by your side ‘til time stops tickin’.”

You declared, leaning in to place a gentle kiss to his lips.

Enji chuckled, amused by your playful, yet thoughtful declaration while melting into the kiss, pulling you away from the window and pressing you close to him.

*riiiingggggg*

The two of you froze, immediately turning towards the phone ringing from his desk.

“S-Should we–” you were about to suggest getting back to work, but he rolled his eyes.

“Leave it, they can wait,” he grunts, before smirking down at you.

“Besides, the candle is still burning inside me.

Would you mind going for round 2?”

— 🏷️ :: @tojibreedingme @thicksimpx

𝐢. | 𝐢��. | 𝐢𝐢𝐢.

author’s note :: first time writing grumpy flame man. this has been dusting away in my fic folder for… a few months ?? im honestly relieved to have this out before finals. anyhoo, enjoy! :>

𓂃 𝘱𝘴𝘴𝘴𝘵! you can also read this on my ao3 of the same name~ ;)

☺︎ 2022 melaninmight.

! do not copy/translate/post on other platforms. give credit where it’s due. !

#melaninmight #bnha #bnha smut #bnha x fem!reader #bnha x y/n #endeavor #enji todoroki #endeavor smut #endeavor x reader #enji todoroki x reader #f!reader #poc reader #minors fuck off #minors dni #edit later #<3333

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jazzisackerman · 2 years

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𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬

p. todoroki shoto x f! reader. fluff. cw. swearing. light domestic abuse mentions. obviously unhealthy relationships. wc. 0.8k. req. for anon. [Todoroki and fem reader dating for about a year and are in the same class. Endeavor may find out from Shoto's siblings or just hear about it somewhere that Shoto has a girlfriend. Since he is trying to change, he wants to be closer to Shoto and meet the reader.]

SHOTO HUMMED CONTENTEDLY AS Y/N gently carded her hands through his hair, the red and white strands mixing together, falling over his part.

She looked away from the television to smile down at him, adjusting her thigh on which his head rested. "Are you tired?"

"A little," he admitted, grasping her wrist and stroking his thumb across her pulse point. "But this is the only time I get to spend with you. That asshole has been coming home earlier lately."

That asshole was Shoto's father, the Number One Hero, Endeavour. Despite the fact that Shoto and Y/N had been dating for just over a year, he was not particularly keen to introduce her to the person who destroyed most of his childhood and left him with trauma he was still working through.

She understood though (she would always try to understand), so she just made sure that they walked home from class together, and she always left before Endeavour could get home.

"Do you want to make something to eat?"

Shoto closed his eyes as he nodded, soaking up the last moments of comfort before rolling over to stand up, politely offering his hand to pull up Y/N after him.

"Can we make soba?"

She laughed, hand twining with his as they walked through the house to get to the kitchen. "We always make soba. I think Fuyumi's a bit disappointed in your nutritional choices."

He made a face. "I'll just put a cucumber or something in there."

She had to laugh again, squeaking when his arms suddenly locked around her middle, yanking her into him.

"Hey." Shoto raised an eyebrow. "Are you making fun of me?"

"Of course not," Y/N giggled, turning around to press a kiss to the most accessible piece of skin she could find (which turned out to be the underside of his jaw).

He was about to return the favour when a throat was cleared at an excessive volume, very evidently by a person who was not Fuyumi, usually the only other Todoroki in the house.

Y/N could see the moment that her boyfriend's eyes hardened, and her heart dropped.

"What are you doing here?"

It was barely a question, the anger in Shoto's voice poorly concealed. His arms tightened around the girl in his arms.

"Fuyumi told me that you'd entered a relationship. I wasn't aware of it, so I naturally wished to greet this partner of yours."

She peeked around his side (he was still very firmly keeping his back to his father), immediately wanting to look away when the steely gaze of the towering Pro Hero landed on her with a frightening intensity.

His usual flames didn't decorate his body and face, but he was somehow more intimidating without them, the implication that they could return at full force at any given moment hanging in the air.

"Fuyumi?" Shoto hissed, finally turning around. A part of Y/N was afraid that he would burst up into flames as well. "What did you say to her to get that particular bit of information? And don't pull that shit about her just telling you, I know you said something."

"Don't think so poorly of me," Endeavour said, surprisingly calm. "Your sister was worried."

Noticing that the situation was about to escalate, Y/N quickly slipped her hand back into Shoto's, squeezing three times.

His eyes flicked back to her, softening back out to the loving expression he so often wore around her.

"You don't owe him anything," she whispered. "But don't worry about me in this situation. I don't mind meeting your ... meeting Endeavour."

He didn't say anything, but he swallowed, inclining his head slightly. She smiled, taking it as a cue to step out from behind him and dip her own head out of respect.

"My name is L/N Y/N. It's a pleasure to meet you, Endeavour."

Endeavour seemed almost taken apart by her direct approach, but all three of them noticed the change in demeanour – an openness, that Shoto certainly hadn't seen in a long time.

He was trying to change. It didn't excuse the years of damage he'd dealt, but it could work towards overcoming it.

Todoroki Enji was genuinely trying to be a father.

"L/N Y/N," he repeated. "Thank you for looking after my son."

Shoto's hand spasmed in her own, but he reclaimed his composure, fingers locking around hers again.

Y/N leaned into him, the corners of her lips lifting. "I think you'll find we looked after each other."

#love.jazzi.#sakura.mochi.#bnha #mha #todoroki #todoroki shoto #bnha x reader #mha x reader #todoroki x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #ik this is gonna flop sobs

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zeroinetoheroine · 2 months

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While I was reminiscing about the latest chapter of POW, I was wondering what the story and y/n's dynamic with Dabi would be like if y/n was a huge Endeavor fangirl or Endeavor's girlfriend/Touya's new stepmom after Endeavor abandons Rei in the hospital. I crave the angst that comes with accidentally falling for the girl of the man who ruined his childhood and subsequently his life💅

love your writing skills in crafting POW btw. I'm a huge fan of both you and your work💗!! #Team Y/N

Thank youi 💖💖

That idea is so DELICIOUS! Touya craving his STEPMOM 🥵🤯

Imagine Touya and y/n in casual relationship when one day she tells him they can't see each other anymore because she has met another man - and unlike Touya he's reliable and will take.care.of her. 💍💸

"You know it will never work between us, Dabi." Y/n sighs, her eyebrows knitting together. "You don't even want to tell me your real name."

It hurts.

Because Touya caught feelings (he didn't want to admit it before this).

It makes him so angry that he is NOT seen as worthy partner. Who is this reliable, rich asshole!?

When he hears this dunce is a hero he absolutely looses it. It could've been him.

In another...it could've been him.

It isn't long before Touya makes a determined choice to stalk y/n (like...more than before 🤣).

He tries to get back together - "He is an honorable man, Dabi. I won't cheat on him with a villain!"

Cue when he spies her walking into his OLD HOME.

He is confused.

Masterpiece is too young. Natsu has a girlfriend (not that Touya spies on his family occassionaly too) - and he is a goody two shoes so no side-chicks.

Fuyumi!?

He stands absolutely rigid, waiting

He doesn't know what is he waiting for while darkest reveries play behind his eyes.

He waits

...and waits

(Why is she in there for so long? )

DoessheKNOW?

Until he sees HIS girl standing on her tiptoes and giving his FATHER a kiss. Not an innocent one. A real, disgusting heavy-on-the-tongue kiss.

He blanches -

Touya feels ill. Violently, scorchingly ill.

Fuck his life.

Honorable man

H e i s a n h o n o r a b l e m a n

He wants to laugh as flames lick at his skin.

#dabi #i typed this on my phone so forgive mistakes dear.anon #dabi x reader #yandere touya todoroki x reader #endeavor x reader #plunders of war

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rayshippouuchiha · 1 year

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I just had a dark BNHA fic idea that I will probably not do anything with. So I want to share with you and anyone who might want to adopt this plunny.

So Inko's Quirk is Small Object Attraction. It would be so easy to kill people with this. By either "natural causes" or "accidents".

She can pull on the blood vessels or arteries. She can pull on nerves, the brain stem, and she might be able to target portions of organs or the brain. She would be able to kill or cause severe medical problems easily.

I like to think that Inko learned how to control how her pulled objects come near her, so she should be able to pull things in a spiral. So she can unscrew things, like important support structures, car parts, parts of pulley systems. Maybe even trash that just so happens to make someone fall off a building or into traffic.

I can see this happening primarily in 2 time frames. Pre-Canon as an anti-hero or Post-Quirk Diagnosis when Inko is out of fucks to give. Maybe both.

Anti-hero Inko killing off or crippling assholes that get around the law, like... I was going to give a couple of examples, but Endeavor kept coming to mind. Child abuse, spousal abuse, probably marital rape, excessive injuries to villains and bystanders, excessive property damage. Whether it's because she sees that whoever is too scared or unable to leave, she can make it so the abuser can't physically do anything. Regardless of whether they are heroes, villains or everyday assholes who never get caught. I like to think she has a few political cases, too. Like if someone kept trying to implement horrible and disgusting laws or remove protections. Maybe she starts off small and makes it so they can't attend rallies or votes. If they work around it, I think she'd lose her tolerance for them and they may get their life privileges revoked.

And one of these brings her, or her deeds, to AfO's attention. If you like DfO, this could be what makes him think She's the One.

P.S. this actually came from a fic who's name I can't remember. Basically, Izu and AM are on the run from HPSC who thinks Izu is controlling AM. They have a mental connection that's kinda 1 brain 2 bodies with ghosts and classmates stuck in Izu's head for a while. Inko is visiting that Quirk Dr that said Izu was Quirkless since he's an acquaintance of her husband's for something important when this happens. The doc then learns that AfO's wife is terrifying and obeys her orders when Inko learns what's happening with Izu. Shigaraki is duly impressed.

If it's Post-Diagnosis, then maybe she starts off just giving the assholes bullying her baby bad luck then escalating for the adults who don't learn better.

Just thought of a BNHA KHR idea, too. Inko's Quirk can be agreed that gravity is involved, yes? I see tons of Sky Flame Izuku, but what about Earth Flames?

Earth Flames = Gravity Control. Enma and Tsuna looked so badass using Earth Flames. (It still makes me scream that Tsuna was able to use Enma's ring. Either for shipping purposes or for meta implications.) (Btw, Earth Flames and the Shimon Famiglia are from the manga.) Because if he got his "Quirk" when the Sludge villain attacked him, it could feasibly come in then. Since Flames require someone to defy death to accomplish a goal, this could work. Maybe Inko is aware of Flames and she and Izu can bond. Maybe she isn't but can still pass on her tricks when it comes to pulling things.

Anyways, Izu increasing gravity when Bakugo tries to attack him. Decreasing his own weight to move faster. Doing Moon jumps to get to places. Making things weigh less to free trapped people. Crushing things into diamonds. Making BLACK HOLES (This is Canon in KHR).

Izu and Ochako bonding over their powers. Izu and 13 bonding.

I'm running out of ideas at this point. Anyways, I've never seen Earth Flames Izuku before!

Oh all of this is fantastic and I swear I know that fic you're talking about

#RayRambles #KHR #BnHA

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princess-of-the-corner · 2 months

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Fic Snip - The Quirky Compendium Of Dekus

“Oi! Deku!”

Izuku turned around as Katsuki stomped towards him. “Hey, Kacchan, pretty dicey situation back there, huh? It’s a good job you made all those fires for me to eat! They were pretty tasty, too!”

Katsuki glared at him with an apoleptic rage that even a dragon would quiver at. “I didn’t need your help, Flame Brain! I’m going to be the number one hero, I don’t need anyone’s help!”

“Yeah?! Well it looked like you needed help back there, Splody Palms!”

“I HAD EVERYTHING UNDER CONTROL, YOU DUMPSTER FIRE!”

“LIKE HELL YOU DID, YOU TNTWAT!”

“VOLCANO BREATH!”

“SPARKY SPARK BOOM BOOM!”

“LIZARD FUCKER!”

“NUCLEAR ASSHOLE!”

“STUPID!”

“LAMEO!”

“DISCOUNT ENDEAVOR!”

“OK THAT’S IT!”

The ensuing scrap was epic. Izuku even got a black eye. Another standard interaction between Deku and Kacchan.

Now if only Kacchan would accept that they were friends.

“LIKE HELL I WILL!”

“STAY OUT OF MY INTERNAL MONOLOGUE, YOU PARTY POPPER!”

“SHITTY SPARKLER!”

“NISHINOYA’S A WAY BETTER CHARACTER THAN YOU!”

“GO GET STUCK ON A SPIKE, NARANCIA!”

“RIGHT BACK AT YA, GHIACCIO!”

All Might cleared his throat. “Excuse me boys-”

“FUCK OFF, AVDOL!” The two screamed. “GO HAVE A FAKE-OUT DEATH OR SOMETHING!”

All Might shuffled away, tears trailing down his face. “I just wanted a successor,” he whimpered. He was unheard as the two kept bickering.

GOD if Izuku could return fire that'd be hilarious

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strawberrystepmom · 5 months

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KENDYYYY🍓👑 mimi’s poll got me real curious about what quirks mhakendy has? of you feel like sharing!

thank you for asking 😭 im so annoying

so LMFAO normal kenatsu self ship au my quirk is literally so hilariously basic (tbh it is in the other au too but this is funnier) it’s literally just thumb flame. i can emit a small flame no bigger than that of a lighter from my thumb and it’s a hilarious party trick and i lit his birthday candles with it once and he was like “well damn. never escaping these fire quirk havers bc i love this insane creature”

and the second is so embarrassing I’ve never been publicly spoken about it (I don’t think I’ve ever privately spoken about either so it truly is just me and my year old google docs against t the world) so here we go: pro hero me au and civilian natsuo. warning this is so painfully basic

pro hero name: silver lining! quirk is energy exchange. i can heal someone from minor injuries by trading my energy for theirs but i have huge limitations on how often it can be used and what i can do for people. i’m a fledgling pro hero with big dreams despite lack of dazzling quirk (it’s practical at the very least) and actually work at the endeavor agency and enji calls me after natsuo is attacked by street line guy bc he needs someone to come and check out natsuo and he assumes im on the schedule at the agency. i was not (i was actually on a date) but I leave and go to the scene anyway so natsuo is like “WHY DID U CALL HER HERE” and im just standing there like 🧍‍♀️ can I please just make sure you’re okay im in a dress that covers very little and it’s cold outside and he’s like so so so pissed at his dad lmfao

but anyway he’s fine the situation is fine but a few weeks later Fuyumi invites me to their house for dinner as a thanks and natsuo is there and he’s like oh surprise she’s lovely and he’s still so mad at everyone about it HAHAHA

and after dinner im like hey im sorry if me coming embarrassed you it’s just really hard to tell your boss no and he’s like yeah he’s an asshole I know….but the truth is revealed by his big mouthed well meaning sister that he has had a crush on me for awhile after seeing me at the one agency holiday party he attended the prior year and it’s a whole thing l

#answered #kenatsu

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kidney9-9 · 1 year

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Not Today Mister - Chapter 9

Aizawa x Reader Masterlist

Aya took you out to get some coffee, to talk more about Aizawa and your situation away from any possible prying ears and eyes.

“As crazy you are over him, you need to start thinking he’s a regular man.” Aya spoke up, giving you the cup, she picked up from the front of the coffee shop. You sighed as you reached for the cup and grabbed it.

“He is not regular!” You respond, slapping your hand on your knee for effect. She just stared at you blankly.

“He’s a regular man, just like every other man.” Aya replied, raising her eyebrows at your reaction.

“But he’s a hero!” You tried to explain but she shook her head.

“So is Endeavor.” She snorted.

“Ew, don’t compare my man to that pile of flaming trash.” You scoffed, taking a sip from your cup.

Aya rolled her eyes but nodded, “Okay, yeah, sure, he’s better than Endeavor. I’m happy you don’t like Endeavor.”

You two laughed as you responded, “If I liked Endeavor, please slap me out of that nonsense. He’s so mean to everyone!”

“Okay, enough bashing the number one hero. Now, let’s talk more about Aizawa.” Aya spoke up, stopping her laughter.

You scratched your head, “Uh, what do you want to talk about him? I’m all for this, but I don’t want to be emotionally blackmailed in the future.” Aya chuckled at that and placed her coffee on the table.

“I wouldn’t emotionally blackmail you.” Aya said and then you gave her a pointed look.

“Hm, really? Cause,” You got caught off with Aya sighing.

“I’m sorry. I won’t do it again, I promise.” Aya swore and you smiled at her.

“Good.” You noted.

“Okay! Okay… let’s get to it. We are going to set up a plan. You can’t give all this power to some man you haven’t ever spoken to. So, at least speak to him once and make sure you like him. What if he’s actually some rude asshole?” She rambled and you laughed and shook your head.

“Talk to him? Also no, I’m not giving him power! I have the power here, because I know who he is and I’m avoiding him because it’ll distract me from reaching my dream vacation, you know this!”

“Avoidance and power are two separate things.” She shook her head.

“When did you start being a therapist?” You groaned, dropping your head down to the table.

She snorted, “When my best friend started to act like a lunatic.”

“You’re just supposed to be a pro hero, stop being a therapist.” You criticize playfully.

She rolled her eyes and drank some coffee, “After you stop being crazy about some guy.”

“Deal.” You laughed.

“So, the plan starts off with talking to him. Learn what to type of person he is and if he’s actually a good guy. And I know you can’t talk to him face to face so we’re going to do solve that by making a situation where you can talk to him without him seeing you. Then you’re going to decide if you actually really like him or not. If not – then congrats! You go on your dream vacation without any problems. If you do, then we’ll go to part 2 of the plan.”

You stare at her with wide eyes, “Okay, first off, how are we going to make that happen? That situation thing?”

She shrugged, “I don’t know but it’ll have to be in UA. Is there a dance room or a ballet room, something like that?”

You perk up, “Oh, yeah! There’s an interrogation room with a two-way mirror, good idea!”

“I’m the best at ideas.” She bragged, laughing.

“You are, so how should I bring him to the room?” You asked.

“Uhhh, no clue.” She spoke.

“Damn it.”

You left soon after the plan was completed. Aya helped you a lot, you didn’t expect her to, but she did. You grinned at the thought of her, and you knew you’d have to pay her back or give her a few gifts as a thank you.

You were back at UA now and had a few things to do. You still needed to figure out how to bring Aizawa into the interrogation room, but you also had to do your job now. You couldn’t forget about that.

You tried to think about how to get him into an interrogation room. You couldn’t find a way without speaking face to face with him and you couldn’t do that. Maybe you’d have to ask someone for help. Nezu would help you but then you’d have to explain why you had to speak to him in the first place – which would reveal that you lied to him.

In the meantime, you have to do your job now.

You pushed your cleaning cart along with you as you started to mop the floor of one of the main hallways. It was after school ended, so not many students and staff were still around the classrooms.

In fact, you checked the cameras to make sure a specific man was not here (Aizawa), and you were glad to find he left the moment class ended. He was probably going to go sleep in his room here and then get ready to go on patrol.

You hummed as you slowly got to the classes to mop the floors. They were mostly still clean, except there was some dust in the corners and a bit of mud on the carpets by the entry ways.

“Hello there, listener!”

You gasped and flinched in shock at the loud voice and turned around to find Hizashi Yamada standing behind you.

“Oh, hi there.” You spoke back politely as you nervously gripped the mop in your hands.

“I have some stuff I need to speak to you with…” Hizashi grinned widely at you. He noticed how nervous you were and took a step back, hoping to calm you down.

You were nervous for one main reason. He was Aizawa’s best friend! They’ve been friends since high school! You had no reason to talk to Hizashi too, so you wondered what exactly he wanted from you now.

#aizawa x reader #aizawa x you #mha x reader #bnha x reader #thank you for reading!

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theloganator101 · 1 year

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Vent ask anon: thank you for letting me know you like to hear more of my Vents.

Here's another slightly related to the last. Everytime I think of AM the further this series goes on I can't help but feel more and more sad for All Might.

Hori really doesn't allow him anything does he?

All Mights mentor/mother figure in Nana? Dead.

His second mentor... Ehhh my feelings on Gran Torino are kind of mixed but I think we can agree that he's too harsh in how he treated AM (shaking in fear when someone mentions his old mentor? Not a good sign.)

His defeat of All for One? Didnt stick. Plus AM got previously injured and traumatised because of this. And for what? AFO is now literally rewinding himself so that defeat in the end didnt mean anything to AFO while AM is stuck with no way to use his quirk and grievous injuries (why can't Eri rewind him if she rewound Mirio?)

His friends? All made after receiving OFA it seems. Nighteye was a bad friend yet the narrative made AM out to be in the wrong/ too harsh when he cut him off.

His mentorship with Izuku? Replaced/overshadowed currently with Endeavor (thanks to Hori's focus on the abusive flaming asshole.)

His position as number one? Replaced with Endeavor and treated in a harsher way by the public which feels really unjust "I am not here" sign. Whereas "Endeavor is an abuser"' Public: "Dabi is so annoying. We love Endeav."

Supportive of Izuku? -Is forced by Hori to support Bakugou too and support their toxic "rivalry" .

"Win to save and Save to win" was B.S that Hori put in AM's mouth ! When All Might would never if he were in character stand for Izuku being constantly disrespected and especially not Nana and the other OFA holders. Not only that but Bakubitch shives AM under the bus for Izuku's low self esteem!

As a teacher? Constantly means well for his students but messes up due to inexperience yet the fandom and Hori use Aizawa (a worse teacher who is apparently experienced) to tell him off! And claim he is thick when he isn't - just out of his depth and needing guidance.

Here's another thing- when did we last see him? It seems like Hori stopped caring about him since he's stopped being able to use OFA :(.

Yes AM is flawed and he has messed up. However IMO he deserved so much better than he got given both by the fandom and by Hori.

100%

The fandom gives him so much shit for something that happened in the very beginning of the series and has already made up for, yet gives Bakugou and Aizawa a pass because they're conveniently hot.

Not even in fanfiction he's treated kindly. A majority of them makes him a bumbling idiot, quirkest asshole just so Dadzawa can come to the rescue.

All Might definitely deserves so much better as both a mentor and a character.

#bnha critical #mha critical #All Might deserves better

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mha-platonic-yanderes · 2 years

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Touya's Daughter: A Brief Moment With A Kid Your Own Age

TW: Mentions of - Abuse, Grooming, Forced Impregation, Child Purchasing, the Hero Public Safety Commission, General Cursing, Westernization of Japanese Characters because I am Bad At Research (and a dirty American)

If you’d been raised how the Hero Public Safety Commission wanted, you’d probably be a hero by now. Gifted with flames and rivaling Endeavor in pure firepower.

But the HPSC can’t get everything they wanted, and your mother died so you could escape their clutches. Solar power, harnessed and kept inside of her released all at once, creating a supernova and exploding the building, alongside her.

You were in another part of the facility, where you could easily get away. A plan you two made, one where each of you knew the risks involved.

And besides, the HPSC taught you that sacrifices brought justice. And freeing one kid whilst killing the people who expirimented, tortured, forcibly impregnated, and bought you from your parents all those years ago was a thing your mother was willing to do, even if it killed her.

But that’s all said and done. Now you’re just a kid on the streets. A kid who has been raised since birth to be a villain incinerator and charismatic hero to the adoring public, but a kid nonetheless.

Kids like yourself aren’t watched by society. Dirty and easily overlooked, you blend in with the other homeless vagrants, shifting into the background and being seen as a blight on society. You never had anything to your name and whilst you would sometimes get luxuries—usually after a well done mission or the death of another classmate—you could see that your contemporary beside you was actually rich. Probably a runaway after daddy cut their allowance from 10k yen to only 9k—a travesty, surely.

“You can’t just stand there, you know.” You speak first, “they’ll notice you and try to call a cop to wrangle your ass back home. Sit. Blend in. Stay for a while.”

He looks at you, blond hair laying flat against his head, falling ever so slightly across his forehead, but not covering his crystalline eyes.

“And what if I want to be found?” His eyes don’t leave you, but his face is unimpressed. A typical rich kid. You’ve seen plenty of those, even before your escape.

“Then you have run away in the first place.”

“And who says I’ve run away?”

“I’m taking a guess.” You look up and down at him, “school clothes, but no bag packed. Pocket change, but nothing substantial. No food, no water, no shelter—you didn’t plan this did you?”

“Scoot over.” He slides down the brick wall, his white button up shirt briefly getting caught on its rough edges, “I attacked a kid with his quirk.”

“So?”

“Generally,” he replied, “that’s frowned upon.”

You roll your eyes. Society and its rules aren’t something you’ve ever thought up, lest it’s laws you must follow. And even those are things you’ve broken and disregarded, now that you’re not a Commission pawn.

“What did you do? Shoot a little flurry of snow his way?”

“I slapped a kid in the face and copied his quirk so that I could turn around and move him with my mind, which he kept doing to all of my stuff behind my back.” The kid replies, “I’m not an idiot; I knew it was him. Shouldn’t have done it though, especially because I’m trying to go to U.A.”

“Another hero hopeful, huh?”

“What person doesn’t want to be a hero?”

“I’ve done enough heroics.” You laugh, “but good for you kid. Don’t be an asshole to the homeless when you get big.”

“Thanks.” He replies, “so… you’re really homeless?”

“Does this look like a home?”

“I didn’t think it would happen to a kid my age.” He remarks, “you could come back with me, get a shower and be back with your parents.”

“They’re dead, but thanks for the notion.”

“Oh.” He reaches into his pocket, “it isn’t much, but here. Take it.”

You take the money as he stands, “Heading back so soon?”

“I just needed a breather. Something away from school.” He answers, “I’m not even a kilometer from MPMS.”

“Gotta get faster if you’re going to be a hero.”

“I will.” He replies, “Will I see you around?”

“Can’t stay in one place for too long.” You reply, “but I’m, Y/N.”

It’s a name you gave yourself when you ran, since you were only known as Solar Flare within the Commission.

“Monoma.” He says, “Goodbye.”

You stand, heading in the opposite direction with your backpack and the cash, “Goodbye.”

#touya's daughter revamp #platonic yandere #yandere mha #yandere bnha #bnha #mha #mha platonic yanderes #reader insert #yandere todoroki clan #yandere todoroki family #part one #technically doesn't have any canon todorokis but i need to build the story fist #also has monoma #for some reason

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ao3feed-izuku-midoriya · 15 days

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#AO3 Link #FanFiction #AO3 Izuku #♦#Izuku Midoriya #Inko Midoriya #AFO #Aizawa Shouta #R:T #A:Alighterwood #Quirkless AU

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mha-shiz · 1 month

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SHOTOOOOOOO

Con. From part 3

Shoto asked Izuku to meet up under a Sakura tree at the park (Mina says that the mystical powers of the tree would help him confess and get a yes), so he went there.

Izuku, managed to get out for the day on good behavior, he is at the point where none was going to accompany him this time. He left Eri in the coutody of Iida because who else should this man trust there? And went to see the two toned boy.

"Izuku-"

"Hey Shoto, why did you ask me to come out here?"

"Well- I wanted to ask... would you like to go on a date with me?"

"Shoto- I-" this was soon- too soon- he hadn't iron out his plan for this situation- so- he started to panic, and didn't notice the tears streaming down his face

Shoto was shocked, but went to toutch Midoriya to comfort him, only to be met with shock and fear. Something he knew all too well

"...who hurt you "

"N-"

"W. H. O."

"Just-" he sighed, this was all too much "I'm a Vilain Todoroki, who hasent hurt me?"

That stunned Shoto into silence, sweet little Izuku, a villain? Impossible.

"Please, listen to what I have to say-"

Shoto nodded in confusion

"I can't be with you- if you're a hero... you're the only one out of us who has that choice. Don't make it just for me tough- make it for yourself-"

"Why are you a villain?"

"Do you know of any quirkless heros? Have you ever met someone who was quirkless outside of me"

Shoto only shook his head, thinking on it, there really wasn't ANY quirkless heros, many villains have been quirkless or had revered in the quirkless being the best of anyone.

"Well, a common experience for them is to be ostracized from those with quirks who think they're the best, and of course, not having any kind of quirk would be useless in a fight, according to them. They are wrong- and I've proved that... never needed to be one of the top heros- just... to be one for those like me- and what I got for it? Give up. Kill yourself. Useless. Stupid stupid Deku..."

Shoto went to Izuku, and held him, close and tightly

"Your not useless or stupid... I think you're quite smart..."

Izuku sniffles and chuckled weakly "so yeah- villain origin- bullied to death and couldn't even die in peace..."

That clicked it all together for Shoto

"Let me join you..."

Izuku looked at Shoto, confused and a bit worried

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, we both have flaming assholes in our lives. Let's make it so that they can see true hellfire"

Izuku giggled, then laughed "alright- alright- I'll give you the organization for you to join, and we'll be able to stay in toutch and we'll uh-" he blushed a bit, but he didn't need to say a word, Shoto knew what he was thinking there, so he gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Alright, I'm going to go now ok? I'll see you soon"

Shoto decided, that he needed to do things, the way Touya did them. If the weak and the strong are hurt, who else is actually safe?

None.

So, why not show how things have failed again. Another masterpiece appearing to be up in flames.

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News Report

Pro hero Endeavors son, after failing his hero exam, burnt down half of the Todoroki estate, it seems that his quirk malfunctioned while training causing half the bounding to burn down, while the other half froze over. There have been no casualties within the home due to the elder children being out of the house, his mother in a mental asylum, and Endeacor doing pro hero work. Frozen ashes were found at the scene belonging to Todroki Shoto, the instigator of the whole thing. More at 11.

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"Well, looks like the ol man has done it again, nice job at copying me kid-"

#bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #my hero academia #yakuza deku

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ao3feed-tododeku · 10 months

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#AO3 Link #FanFiction #AO3 Shouto #❄️#💙#🔥#Shouto Todoroki #Enji Todoroki #AFO #Hisashi Midoriya #♠#A:Rictus Flame #Dad for One #Angst

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rarepears · 2 years

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That twink!Sung Jinwoo X Endeavor idea I keep forgetting to post to tumblr

But it's finally here. And copy-pasted from Discord, so it's a bit of a mess, but I'm too lazy to clean it up. (Also wow! This is my 1,234th post on this blog.)

Why do i want to pair twink!sung jinwoo (who's really like a thousand years old and just hopped to a new world called bnha) with DILF!Endeavor?

Shouto (14 and about to start attending UA) is Not Impressed that his dad is having what's clearly a midlife crisis and dating this young twink that looks to be like Fuyumi's age. It's Awkward And Are You Sure He's Not Jailbait, Father????

Okay, so Jinwoo can control his appearance. and he's found that when he lands in a new world, it's best to be 18 or so for paperwork. He can claim to be homeschooled for highschool, but he can't just whip up fake college papers. it's hard, it's pretty easy to get discovered once his so-called classmates are asked, and just... nah. Instead as a barely 18 year old, he can claim that his parents are conspiracy theorists who didn't let him have official documentations or that he doesn't know where they are since he ran away from the crazy people.

But when he starts dating. Um. It looks weird, very weird because he prefers mature people. but he looks like a twink.

Shouto: why does endeavor listen to the twink so much when making decisions? Endeavor: i know that my husband is far more experienced in this type of stuff so i'll listen to the expert Everyone else: yes that's totally a midlife crisis

Hawk: THAT could've been me WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S NOT ME

You know what would be even better? Jinwoo's made up background says that his nonexistent parents who believed in conspiracies hid Jinwoo and prevented him from getting official documents because "they feared that jinwoo would be kidnaped by some government agency for his quirk and get brainwashed to become their agent."

Now cue jinwoo being known publicly as endeavor's twink husband.

Hawks sees this background info on jinwoo and boy oh boy does it sound incredibly ironic to him because he was the kid kidnapped by the government agency and brainwashed to be their agent

Hawks: why is Jinwoo living the life that I always wanted to have????

Jinwoo looks like he has daddy issues. With that kind of "background", Jinwoo would 100% look like he has daddy issues.

Shouto: Jinwoo's waist is so thin that endeavor's one palm can wrap all around it Shouto: now that endeavor doesn't need babies with powerful quirks, he can look for people who look as delicate as glass to love huh?? angry puppy eyes

Shouto is no longer the baby of the family. Jinwoo is the baby of the family, the baby in Endeavor's heart.

Shouto: i could have had a crush on jinwoo if jinwoo didn't show that he had terrible taste in men to like my dad of all people

Dabi: let me try to steal my dad's flame from him

Insert love triangle between Dabi, Endeavor, and Jinwoo. And if you know just what's actually going on, it's even weirder that father-son are competing for the same twink now.

Shouto: one look at this small twink and endeavor has suddenly thrown all his ambitions to defeat all might as the No. 1 hero???? Is this the legendary power of a thicc booty???

all endeavor needed was a good lay???

endeavor: from asshole to slightly less asshole

Shouto's first meeting is seeing Endeavor "rescuing" jinwoo from villain. (Shouto tagged along on Endeavor's patrol.)

And then Endeavor doesn't let Jinwoo go, offers the twink some candy instead, and kidnap Jinwoo to his home, or so Shouto believes. (Shouto didn't realize that the two have been dating for a few months already)

Shouto to Jinwoo: Did no one ever teach you not to follow the adult men who give you free candy???

Shouto: I HAVE SO MANY COMMON SENSE THINGS I NEED TO TEACH MY NEW STEPMOM

Shouto: number 1 - if endeavor tells you to do something, you need to do the reverse

Jinwoo: so if he says that he's too tired at night...?

Shouto: uh-

Wait.

Sung Jinwoo has a walking, talking sentient shadow monster. Shouto immediately sees his new classmate and yells at him: "I HAVE FOUND YOUR LONGLOST COUSINS PLEASE TAKE HIM AND NEVER LOOK BACK."

Tokoyami: ...is this my first instance of high school bullying? Kuroiro: ???

Everyone's first impression of shouto: this is a second Bakugou?

At USJ: We have shouto seeing kurogiri and going like "hey i found your younger brother". Shouto is very desperate to separate Sung Jinwoo from bad influence!Endeavor.

Kurogiri is so bamboozled that the attack doesn't happen. He gets his coordinates wrong and dumps the kids in the wrong location.

Shouto: I KNEW THAT JINWOO"S OLDER BROTHER COULDN"T BE A BAD GUY

Meanwhile a shadow butler is washing dishes in the background. Another shadow butler is trimming the lawn. And a third is cleaning up all the muddy footsteps that Shouto trekked through the house. Then there's just a bear rolling around in the middle of the living room.

Jinwoo's past time involves reading books like "how to get along with your spouse's children" + "101 ways to be a good stepparent". One of the tips is reaffirming your stepchildren's dreams.

Shouto's dream is to convince jinwoo that he's too good for endeavor. Sung Jinwoo just nods along. Shouto thinks after every conversation that he's managed to successfully convince jinwoo; he's very disappointed to see jinwoo the next morning, sitting next to endeavor at breakfast.

Shouto: new conspiracy theory being that Jinwoo is a mail order bride

all for that japanese citizenship

Jinwoo just really enjoys climbing trees. That's the official hobby listed on his biography: tree climbing.

Hawks reads it in a very different way.

In another interview, jinwoo talks about how he knows how to ride horses.

Hawks: sTop it we all know endeavor is hung like a stallion!

Honestly, if this were to become a oneshot, half of the fic would just be bullying Hawks. Hawks just being salty the whole time-

WAIT so we all know jinwoo's crazy transformation from like chubby cheek 18 year old who looks like he's younger than his younger sister? And then by becoming S rank, he gets HOT. I'm talking sexy hot model hot.

So Hawks just watches in great annoyance as Jinwoo goes through this insane transformation at "20" And then jinwoo starts... stealing modeling jobs and magazine covers.

Jinwoo the model.

Hawks: is this man out to attack him? Hawks: i came into this life to have a good time and i'm feeling very attacked now. Hawks: WELL IT'S NOT LIKE HE CAN FLY Jinwoo: brings out a dragon Hawks: ...

More in the #twink!Sung Jinwoo (except he's the immortal monarch of death) X Endeavor au where hawks is SufFeRiNg

#sung jinwoo #hawks #endeavor #todoroki enji #sung jin woo #bnha #boku no academia #bnha ideas #mha #solo leveling ideas #solo leveling #endeavor x sung jinwoo #twink!Sung Jinwoo (except he's the immortal monarch of death) X Endeavor au where hawks is SufFeRiNg

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