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bellow the fire into my deadened lungs

chapter 2 excerpt — important and embarrassing conversations read full story here

They all take care of Touya as he heals while trying to be discreet as possible. Keigo will go on patrol, Natsou will attend his classes but has a friend record each lecture he misses, and Shouto spends almost all of his free time back at Keigo’s apartment, now that his internship is over, what with Endeavor in a — 'satisfyingly' — medically-induced coma.

No one tells Fuyumi.

They all love her, especially Touya who misses his twin the same way he misses his tears. But they’re not sure if Fuyumi would tell Enji — who's bound to wake up eventually — where Touya is currently hiding, under the, ‘poorly led assumption that Enji is a changed man’ — Natsou’s words.

The first week of healing is absolutely grueling.

The second is worse.

The third, though, is when Natsou declares it’s finally okay to take the bandages off. Something about how far quirk medicine has come in the past decade.

When the bandages are off, Touya is completely shocked, “Natsou, what — how — there are barely any new scars. And — fuck, my seams!” Touya cackles wildly, twisting and turning his arms, “They’ve never looked this good!”

Natsou ruffles Touya’s hair, “Modern quirk medicine, man. You should probably take a bath, though. Warm water, different washcloths for each limb. Don’t put any dressing or creams when you’re done, wait at least two hours for all the heat to have left your burns. After that, it’s pretty much the same thing you’ve been doing. You’ve taken pretty good care of them these years — who knows, maybe you could be a doctor yourself,” He nudges, a cheeky smile on his face.

Touya huffs a laugh through his nose, “Another life, maybe.”

Natsou leaves for class with a sad smile, his heart full of melancholy at the way this life has treated his brother

Touya is looking at himself in the large bathroom mirror when Keigo comes stumbling in, “Dabs, are you awake yet? I’ve brought some — oh!” The hero stops short at his opened bathroom door, looking at Touya with wide and sparkling eyes, “Wow. It’s been so long since I’ve seen you like this.”

Touya snorts, “Patched up instead of wrapped up?”

“Whole,” Keigo answers, walking up to Touya to take a closer look at him, “I can’t believe you guys did this without me and Shou.”

Touya shifts, feeling stupidly shy, of all things, and he looks back at the mirror, at his own reflection, “‘S not some grand event, Birdbrain.”

He feels Keigo move, and the hero’s reflection joins his own, golden eyes meeting Touya’s reflected blue, “You’re so pretty.”

Touya’s heart feels like it’s going to burst out of his chest, and he averts his eyes away from their reflections and down to the sink, “Why're you saying that shit now? I told you, I know what you are.”

Keigo hasn’t kissed him these past three weeks. The only times he touches Touya is when it’s medical and he keeps his distance. They don’t sleep in the same bed. They haven’t talked about it. Keigo doesn’t need ‘Dabi’ anymore.

Touya doesn’t want to care. He doesn’t want the hero's distance to sting the way it does, wants to tell himself that he was using Keigo just as much as Keigo was using him, and that it all meant nothing.

Touya’s a good liar, but, ‘how the hell does someone lie to themselves?’

“Because I’m always thinkin’ it, Dabs.”

Touya whips around to face Keigo and puts two warning hands on the hero’s chest, “Stop it.”

“I — ” Keigo starts, his bottom lip jutted out and quivering for a second, before he presses his lips together and nods, “I’m sorry,” he steps back, “I — I’ve been trying. To give you space. I didn’t mean to cross a line.”

Touya turns his head away from Keigo and misses the way the hero’s eyes trace along the elegant column of Touya’s neck, misses the way black pupils dilate at the movement of his sharp Adam’s-apple, the way Keigo’s chest expands with a silently pining sigh.

The swirls of the marble tile in Kiego’s bathroom start to move the longer Touya stares. His head is such a mess. He’s tired and lost, and although his body has stopped hurting, his heart doesn't.

“I don’t like liars.”

“Dabi,” Keigo pleads, begging for Touya to look at him, “This isn’t the right time, but I need you to know. This, everything between us, it was all real for me. It still is,” Keigo’s short-taloned hand, the very physical testament of his words, lays on Touya’s cheek and urges him to turn, to look at Keigo and meet that pleading golden gaze, “You know when I’m lying. Look me in my eyes and believe me.”

Touya wants to. That’s the part that horrifies him, makes him so fucking scared, because when he looks into Keigo’s heartbreakingly open and honest eyes, he wants to believe him.

He closes his eyes and resigns, leans forward until his forehead meets Keigo’s own.

Keigo whispers against his mouth, “I’m a double agent,” He finally confesses, “But I am on your side.”

Touya nods.

Much later, after Shouto’s visit — “I honestly forgot what you looked like these past few weeks. I like this post-mummification-version of you better, Touya-nii.” — Touya and Keigo sit in the hero’s living room, tending to Touya’s new burns. Touya works on his right arm and Keigo kneels by his feet, wrapping his thigh — easy access due to the villain wearing only a tank top and boxers, borrowed from Keigo.

Keigo decides to bring up the conversation he’s postponed in waiting for Touya’s health to improve, “So. What were you thinking, going off to fight Endeavor alone?”

Touya’s fingers twitch. He was honestly hoping they’d never have this conversion, just forget about it and stay cocooned in this healing nest of a dream world for a little longer.

But the world still orbits, the clocks still tick, and real-life does not pause.

He finishes pinning the clean gauze in place and shrugs a shoulder, “Felt like the right time.”

Keigo scoffs, still focused on wrapping the gauze underneath his thigh, one hand gripping the back of his knee for leverage while the other loops the cloth under, “That’s such bullshit. What about the League? You have access to like, a hundred Nomus!”

And Touya’s a bit shocked, because —‘Is he mad I didn’t have a better plan to… kill… my father…?’

Keigo’s head whips up, and blazing eyes bore into Touya’s own, “What about me?”

Touya snaps.

“Yeah, what about you? The same you that stuffed a body in a duffle bag for a fuckin’ mission? You killed someone, you stupid… Hero,” Touya’s chest heaves, and they both noticed how when he said, ‘hero’, for once, it wasn’t spiteful but had real weight. Like the word held some honor and Keigo broke it.

Keigo sighs, pinning the gauze in place, and sits back on his rear, both knees coming up to rest his elbows on, “Yeah, but not on your orders.” The furrow of Touya’s thin brows makes Keigo explain further, “When I told the Commission about what the League wanted me to do, they… assigned me to do it. They could have found a way around it, but they didn’t. And they didn’t even do it themselves, they actually…”

Keigo’s voice starts to shake, and Touya leans forward, wanting to offer some kind of comfort but still feeling the protective resistance of his own mind take precedence.

“They brought a man in. Told me how to do it. And watched.”

Touya slides off the couch and adjusts himself until his own bent legs brush the insides of Keigo’s, long enough for his toes to reach the side of the hero’s hips. He rests his back against the seat border.

“There’s your reason then. It’s all fuckin’ tainted. Everything needs to be burnt to the fuckin’ ground, and it needs to start with him.”

“Dabi!” Keigo’s fists clench beside his temples and his eyes close tightly in frustration, “Gods, are you so naive to believe your single action would have changed anything!”

When his eyes open again, they’re incredulous and his golden irises look like they’re on fire, and Touya’s shocked at his outburst.

“You won’t be a martyr, Dabs, you’ll be the enemy, and the result will only end up in more heroes just like Endeavor, seeking for revenge on his behalf, completely ignorant to the man he really is. This... this is arrogance, stupidity — ”

A lick of fury runs through Touya and he grabs the collar of Keigo’s shirt and pulls, “Watch it, Birdy. I get it, alrigh', but don’t fuckin’ call me ‘stupid’.”

[ “You stupid, worthless boy!”

“Why do I even bother, those born weak are hopeless!”

“It’s not only your body, your mind is incapable, do you not see the bigger picture?”

“Stupid boy, push through! I am making you strong, can’t you see that!” ]

He lets go and tiredly leans back into the seat border, tilting his head all the way back until it rests on the seat cushion.

“I don’t care about the whole world, I care about four people. There’s no room for anyone else.”

‘Maybe five.’

Keigo scoffs, “Really? You read bedtime stories to Toga because you care about ‘four people’?” Touya’s heart tightens and he restrains his throat from swallowing too much, “You watch romcoms with Twice when he’s having a fit because you only care about ‘four people’? You sleep in Shigaraki’s bed during the winter because you care about ‘four people’? You — ”

Touya balks, his head shooting up, “ — Wait, wha — hold on — how do you know about that?” He demands.

Keigo’s eyes widen before his expression turns sheepish, “I…”

Touya’s eyes narrow, “Birdie…”

Keigo scratches the back of his neck, before booping his two index fingers together repeatedly, “I... So, Toga may have taken a few photos…”

Touya’s absolutely horrified, “You peeping-toms. When?”

Keigo’s eyes make a show of dramatically looking up and around, trying to seem like he doesn’t actually remember clearly, “Uh, heh, she said it happened in November, but she told me around the holidays?”

Touya groans, flopping his head back to the couch cushion.

[ Shigaraki hasn’t stopped staring at Dabi ever since he turned off the television. He’s just been standing in the doorway, itching his neck in obvious stress.

Dabi gives the guy the benefit of the doubt, “... What'd'you want, ya sandpaper reject?”

Shigaraki hesitates for a moment, shuffling his feet, “... My room is fuckin’ freezing. Can you heat up my sheets?”

Dabi sighs and thinks, ‘this again.’

He gets up, knees cracking and spine arching as he stretches a bit, ignoring the way Shigaraki’s eyes deviate to the strip of skin revealed by the lift of his shirt.

He makes his way to Shigaraki’s room, “You seriously need to buy a portable heater or somethin’. Think that psycho doctor can lend us a few bucks?”

“Doubt it.”

Dabi gets to the bed, flips covers, and heats up the area with his careful hands, “Alright, here ya go, Handyman, nice 'n toasty.”

He turns around and starts to walk out the bedroom door when a small tug around his waist constricts his movement. His brows draw together in confusion, and he looks down and follows the pattern of bunched clothing until he spots two blue-ish fingers trapping the hem of his shirt.

“I…” Shigaraki looks at where his fingers clutch at Dabi’s shirt before averting his eyes to the window, “There’s a blizzard outside, the bed is going to get cold quickly again. How... long will you be here?” He’s looking everywhere but at Dabi.

Dabi deadpans, “Look, I’m tired as hell, you better not wake me up and use that creepy doctor’s slime quirk on me just to heat your bed again. I’m not a housekeepe — ”

“ — you could just stay.”

Dabi gapes, “Uh…”

“I mean,” Shigaraki grumbles, seemingly irritated, but Dabi can see blood flow to his cheeks, “Your body radiates heat naturally when you sleep — ”

“ — how do you kno — ”

“ — so if you just sleep here, the bed will always stay warm.”

Dabi’s about to say ‘no’ because he’s noticed the strange ways his boss has been looking at him lately, red eyes lingering a bit too long on stapled skin, widening a bit too much at blue fire.

But he catches the heavy bags under those same red eyes, and he lets out a deep, resigned sigh, “Fine. Gods, this is the one time I’m actually glad you snatched the only queen mattress in this place,” — even though Dabi rarely ever spends the night at the League’s hideouts. Too much paranoia for infection.

He slides under the already folded back duvet and makes himself comfortable, turning on his side so he faces the window and closes his eyes to the wild blurs snow. He can hear as Shigaraki shuffles around to probably put on his partial-finger gloves and the way his boss sighs deeply at the warmth of the sheets when he settles in.

Before Dabi falls asleep, he hears a soft, “Thank you.”

When Dabi wakes up, it's to the sun’s bright reflection off the fallen white snow and Shigaraki’s arm curled around his waist, soft puffs of air gently ruffling the hair at the back of his head.

‘Oh my Gods.’

Dabi can’t even get mad, really, he set himself up for this one.

He heats up a pillow, wiggles out of his boss’s embrace, and shoves the pillow in his place, watching as Shigaraki mumbles a bit before snuggling into the pillow like a child.

‘He’s just a kid,’ Dabi can’t help think, for a moment.

He quietly walks out of Shigaraki’s room, closes the door with a quiet ‘click’, and, unfortunately, bumps right into Toga.

Toga’s eyes widen as Dabi silently wishes to incinerate himself, “Whaaa....” and then smiles deviously, “Dabi, have you and Shiggy — ”

“No, you psycho, for fuck's sake,” Dabi quickly shuts the girl down, “Boss has no damn circulation. He was fuckin’... cold. Fuck off.”

To his surprise, Toga actually backs off with a hum and a tilt of her head, “Hm. Well, I guess that’s good. You like your mysterious recruit, anyways, huh?”

Dabi mushes a hand in her face, “Shut up, you watch too many damn movies…” ]

“Tch, that little sneak acted so innocent,” Touya purses his lips before a lightbulb goes off in his head, and he whips his head to look back at Keigo, “So that’s why you got us personal heaters for Christmas.”

Keigo’s cheeks blush, “I, uh, also got Shiggy the fleece pajamas.”

“Gods, you mama bird.”

Keigo splutters at that, open palms frantically indicating towards Touya, “Says the literal mama bird.”

“Shut up,” Touya feels embarrassed, thinking of all the things Keigo pointed out that Touya has always chosen to selectively forget. Acknowledging himself as anything close to human makes him sick, makes his head spin up and tangle itself within the greyed ethics he’s managed to hang onto in this new body.

However, he’s not so sure he can compartmentalize pieces of himself like this anymore, not after Keigo, not after Natsou and Shouto and the way he’s lived this past month.

He changes the subject, seeing an opportunity to ask something he’s been avoiding for a while, “I’m wondering — did you do it out of concern or to keep him away from me?”

“A little bit of both, to be honest. Maybe, like. Forty-sixty.”

Touya’s a bit silent, after that. He thinks of what he really wants to say, what he needs Keigo to understand.

“Look,” He starts, “I don’t ever wanna be owned. Feel like — property. And you... I dunno if it's a bird thing or what but, you…” Touya looks Keigo in the eye, feeling so, so vulnerable, “You look like you wanna keep me. And that really freaks me out.”

Keigo sighs dejectedly, “Yeah, I noticed you were different with me after I pointed out Shigaraki’s… interest. Felt like you didn’t wanna be alone with me, and on Christmas… I wanted to kick myself after the mistletoe thing.”

“I didn’t mind that. Christmas was — good,” Touya flushes slightly, before mentally shaking himself back to the real point of this conversation and muttering, “Patching my hip back up wasn’t.”

“Fuck,” Keigo whispers, starting to shake his head in something that looks like shame, “I’m so fucking sorry. My raptor instincts got the best of me, but that’s no excuse.”

“Can you control it? Your… instincts?” Touya feels a bit like a dickhead for asking. He was there during the times Spinner and Keigo confessed to being stereotyped as things akin to beasts among non-heteromorphic people, but when Touya hears words like, ‘instinct,’ he needs to be cautious.

“Yes,” Keigo says desperately, “I’m new to all this but, you gotta know, I don’t wanna own you, Dabi. I’d never put you in a cage. I was just jealous, but I had no right. Still don’t, especially now.”

Touya takes the plunge, his heart racing a mile a minute, “Do you want it? The right?”

Keigo smiles, ever-so-kindly, and Touya feels a warm hand wrap around one of his ankles, his thumb stroking the bridge where healthy flesh still lives, “No one can have rights to you, love. I just want you, in any way you’ll let me.”

Touya’s heart soars.

He moves, crawling close to Keigo before fumbling into the hero’s lap, both men careful and slow around his fresh wrappings. Keigo’s hands fall to the dip of his back and the meat of his thigh, Touya’s cradling the hero’s strong jawline as if it were made of hand-blown glass, precious and one-of-a-kind.

“I want the same,” He avows on pink lips.

Pink lips that slide into a beautiful smile, “I’m yours, Dabs.”

“Touya,” He corrects, sliding a hand around to tangle his fingers in blond hair, “I want you to call me Touya, when we’re like this.”

Pink lips that round out, “Touya,” against his own.

His whole body shudders.

Pink lips that fervently surge up to claim his own.

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emjiroki · 1 year

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I can't stop thinkin about Yakuza Alpha Enji. Will we see more of him?

Hes always on my mind too anon and yeah I'm working on a insert piece for Oni's Heart so we should see more of him soon 😌

#i want to write more for him now lol #hes the loml and ive neglected him for too long now #if you search sneak peek Saturday on my blog one of them is a piece for him!#yakuza boss enji todoroki #alpha enji todoroki #anons 😶‍🌫️#inbox 💌#em talks 👄

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i-cant-sing · 2 years

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that ask about Ethan got me thinkin about enji

like if I were reader (shit I guess I am??? 😨) I would get so sick of his “it was an accident” shit I would just call him by his first name eventually to upset him 😭

enji would just like

Ooohh if u really wanna break his heart, say that you love All Might more than him- *gasps* OR CALL ALL MIGHT "DAD" OMGGG YOU MIGHT AS WELL HAVE STABBED ENJI IN THE CHEST

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kkodzvken · 3 years

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Glad to see that you’re back! If requests are open, could I ask for more about the band AU that you’ve been teasing?

aaaaa thank u angel!! requests r certainly open (and much appreciated bc i need to get back into the groove lol) and i am always thinkin band au thoughts ksjfjdks

although my brain is quite fried rn so i’ll add more later, but here’s some of the stuff i’ve written in my planning doc!!

tags/warnings: notsfw so 18+ only pls, manipulative/toxic relationships, mentions of drug use, infidelity

touya’s the scary one. hes covered in tattoos and metal, and his eyes are as cold as ice. hes scary, but he loves you. he loves you, right? that’s what you want to believe. you repeat it to yourself, even as he’s slamming his hips against yours and biting your lips so hard that they bleed.

truth be told, he knows that it’s wrong. maybe he felt a bit guilty at the beginning, but he’s too far gone to care now. you’ve always been too pure for a man like him, whose blood and brain are sticky with toxins. but you just look so pretty when you’re crying for him. he just can’t help it.

keigo is the golden boy, the songbird with the prettiest voice and even prettier eyes. he’s always so sweet to you, always treats you like you’re something precious. he’s liquid sunshine, and despite your touya telling you to never fucking talk to him, you can’t help but be drawn to his light.

you hate seeing what fame is doing to touya. he’d always loved music, ever since you were kids, but this band is dragging him deeper and deeper away from you. he promises that he loves you, but when he’s on tour, he never spends a night alone. the fame, the drugs, the attention, they all consume him. he gets meaner and meaner, treats you worse and worse.

but at least keigo is there. he’s your light in the darkness, your liquid sunshine who’ll steal you away. when you run, he’s the one that catches you. but you can’t get rid of the sinking feeling of wrongness whenever you’re with him. he’s not touya. he’ll never be touya. even though he whispers the sweetest words against your skin as he fucks you into the mattress. his hands, his tongue, his cock — they all feel good, but they’re not touya.

keigo says he loves you. you’re not sure if you believe him. you’re not sure if you believe touya, either, when he finally pushes past his pride and apologizes. you’re not sure if you can trust a single word that leaves their lips, or a single thought that leaves your brain.

for reference — keigo (singer) n touya (bassist) are in a band, along with tomura (lead guitar) and toga (drums). i have …a whole Lot that ive been thinking about in terms of the relationships between the todorokis and their whole messy dynamic, particularly between enji and touya bc the potential there drives me MAD aksjfndksj enji will definitely be the catalyst for a lot of touya’s actions

i’ve written a fair amount but it’s all just random scenes and flashes and nothing that i’m satisfied w so idk how long until i’ll have something /ready/ but we’ll see!!!! hopefully soon!!!!!!!

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shorkbrian · 4 years

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alpha!enji and omega!keigo messin with a cute omega chick had me thinkin 🥴 Hawks and the lassies heats are hitting, both of them getting ready for the usual ritual of hawks fucking her into the mattress over and over again until Enji finishes his work- but this time, Enji’s in the room with them, coaxing her to put on a strap. She’s hazy and whining while he tightens the straps, and hawks spreads his legs wide to let her fuck him stupid. And, Enji takes her from behind. I’ll leave you be lmao

OH SHIDDDDDDDDD

I’m imagining like Keigo likes to tease Enji so he’s wearing a short little skirt, lacy panties underneath, purposefully dropping things just so he can bend over and pick them up where Enji gets a good look up his skirt.

Enji starts letting out pheromones accidentally and he’s so. fucking. aroused. and so he stands up from his desk, marches over to Keigo and pins him to the wall by the throat, growling something about being a little tease and punishment.

Keigo’s body can’t take it, goes into heat like right then and there.

Enji’s still pissed about being teased and Hawks always being such a pretty bitch, so he drags him to their room where (Y/N) is like reading or something. Throws Keigo on the bed, points to (Y/N), tells her that she’s gonna fuck the little slut since he wants cock so bad.

Obviously, (Y/N) is not into the idea, but Enji’s making her stand up and strip while he grabs the strap, makes her be still while he slides it up into place.

Meanwhile Keigo is writhing on the bed, moaning and pumping his cock while he watches his big alpha manhandle (Y/N) into the harness. Keigo can hardly contain his excitement, laying down on his back, still jerking himself off while he spread his legs, opens himself up for (Y/N) to slip in.

(Y/N) is cringing as she slides the fake cock in his hole. She never wanted this, but she doesn’t have a choice. Immediately Keigo’s panting and his hands are running all over his body cause he doesn’t know what to do with himself, oh god, the idea of his sweet little fellow omega fucking into him is so hot that he can’t think. His hands go from his cock, to his nipples, to his hair - pinching and pulling and rubbing and he’s so overwhelmed.

(Y/N)’s hesitant to start thrusting, it feels weird and Keigo being in heat is making her head swim, she starts feeling a bit hot, gets a little whiny. She wants to be touched too.

And then Enji is pushing her onto Keigo, so they’re both laying down. Doesn’t even prepare (Y/N) before he’s sheathing himself inside, making her hips jump forward, fucking into Keigo.

She falls apart.

Now Enji has two heat-stricken omegas oyander n his hands, moaning and kissing each other while he guides (Y/N)’s thrusts with his own hips. Every time he ruts forward, she slides into Keigo.

Enji thinks they should do this more often, and he knows if Keigo wasn’t blissed out from his heat, he would agree.

#alpha/beta/omega dynamics #yandere thoughts #yandere imagines #yandere keigo takami #keigo x reader #yandere enji todoroki #enji x reader #keigo x enji #polyamory #poly relationship #heat

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mapleprinceetho · 3 years

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AYO DUDE

U WANNA GIVE SOME HEADCANONS FOR WHATEVER UR THINKIN ABOUT RN

OR JUST THOUGHTS OR LIKE WHATEVER U WANNA TALK ABT

BINGO FREE SPACE RIGHT HERE

- if jirou has Couscous the black lab, then momo has a tiny little dog, probably a mini schnauzer or something similiar

- i can't explain why but momo probably named the dog "Biscuit" or "Cookie"

- they take the dogs to the dog park together so they have a date and their dogs have a playdate

- kirishima has tummy rolls. that is all. he does.

- bakugou has stickers to put on the side of his hearing aids and he got the customizable molds where you can make watermarble type designs on the inside so his molds are red, orange and a glow-in-the-dark colour

- togaminachako but they're all villianious girlfriends because omg the LOV would be far too powerful with them, they'd rule the fucking world

- once dabi set endeavour's mailbox on fire so the metal legitametly just melted and turned to liquid and all the evidence that was left was just the fucking singed wooden post and enji woke up in the morning to check the mail and found that and was like " well . . . what the actual fuck-"

#my hero headcanons #my hero academia #jirou kyouka #momo yaoyorozu #kirishima eijirou #bakugou katsuki #toga himiko #ochako uraraka #mina ashido #dabi #endeavor #asks #thank you shed

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hot-wiings · 5 years

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Helpless - Hamilton Musical

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[Edited: 10-21-19]

Ohh, I do, I do, I do I Dooo! Hey! Ohh, I do, I do, I do I Dooo! Boy, you got me. Helpless! Look into your eyes, and the sky’s the limit. I’m helpless! Down for the count, and I’m drowning’ in ‘em. I have never been the type to try and grab the spotlight. We were at a revel with some rebels on a hot night. Laughin’ at my sister as she’s dazzling the room. Then you walked in and my heart went “Boom!” Tryin’ to catch your eye from the side of the ballroom. everybody’s dancin’ and the band’s top volume. Grind to the rhythm as we wine and dine. Grab my sister, and whisper “Yo, this one’s mine.” (Oooh) My sister made her way across the room to you (Oooh) and I got nervous, thinking “What’s she gonna do?” (Oooh) She grabs you by the arm, I’m thinkin’ “I’m through” (Oooh)

Shoto Todoroki never looked to be the centre of attention. He didn’t like being in the spotlight. That was his brother Touya’s job as the oldest Todoroki sibling. Shoto being the younger brother who inherited the perfect quirk had one job. His job was to train and surpass All Might’s power.

Shoto never imagined he would feel romantic feelings for someone. Spending his life training with his father he was never allowed to frolic with girls. He was barely allowed around his siblings. The thought of meeting someone he’d grow to love was impossible. Someone he could appreciate. Someone whom he could share touches and intimate moments. It was an impossible thought until he met you.

Japan had gone up against a powerful group of villains. Far too hard for Japan alone. They had to enlist help from heroes in America. That’s where you came from. A great healer from America. You were a great asset in the battle. Your quirk surpassing that of Recovery Girls.

After the battle, Enji Todoroki invited everyone to his mansion for a celebratory dinner. A ball of sorts. Although Shoto suspected it was just an excuse to show him off. He was now out of UA and he would soon be embarking on his journey as a hero. This would be a perfect chance to put himself out there. Make some connections and allies. However, Enji had an ulterior motive of setting up Shoto into a marriage with a bride of his choosing.

Don’t get him wrong. Shoto would have no issue getting a wife on his own. But his father would only accept a girl with a quirk of a high calibre. A girl who would breed a good child with many children. Children whose quirks would have fire, ice and a third quirk. The ultimate hero.

Shoto watched you move throughout the room. Smiling and laughing with the others you had fought beside. You captivated him. Never did a girl catch his eye like you. Shoto never craved a girl like he craved you. He wanted you in ways which a man wanted a woman. He felt helplessly in love. Helpless over a woman he didn’t even know the name of.

Shoto tried getting your attention. He walked by you multiple times. Softest smile directed towards you. You didn’t look over to him once. He never tried to catch the eye of a woman before. How was he supposed to go about with this? All throughout his UA days, he never tried getting with someone. How did you flirt? Should he have prepared some pick-up lines?

Shoto watched as you talked with Touya, his brother. Conversing with soft smiles. Of course, Touya was older and more experienced. Perhaps he should ask his brother for advice. Touya probably knew how to woo women

Shoto waited until Touya left your presence to grab a drink. He walked over and grabbed his brothers arm, gaining Touya’s attention. Their practically matching eyes pierced each other.

“Who’s that girl?"

Touya softly smiled in your direction.

”[Y/N] [L/N]. She has a healing quirk. It’s better than Recovery Girl’s quirk.“

Had Shoto not been so helpless for you, he would have noticed the longing look in his older brothers eyes. But Shoto never saw it.

"She’s beautiful. How do I talk to her?”

Touya bit his lip and lightly chuckled at his awkward little brother. Touya walked over to you. He lightly tapped your arm to catch your attention. Giving you a smile as you turn around to meet his eyes for the second time that night.

“Hey.”

“Hello again!"

He grabs your hand, taking note of how soft it feels. He imagined you probably used lotion. Probably the scented kind.

"Where are you taking me?”

“I’m about to change your life."

"Then, by all means, lead the way.”

He was truly changing your life by introducing you to his younger brother and giving you leeway and entrance to the Todoroki family.

“Shoto Todoroki, a pleasure to meet you."

Shoto grabs your soft warm hand into his cold one and kisses it. Kisses it the way a gentleman would. He was working on charming you.

"Todoroki?”

“My little brother, he’s fresh out of UA."

"Unfortunately, I myself could not fight in the battle due to being in UA. But I would like to thank you and your fellow American’s for fighting. You fought greatly.”

A blush spread across your cheeks.

“Meeting you makes it worthwhile."

Touya watched with a soft smile as you and Shoto got acquainted and flirted. It was the most he saw Shoto smile in his whole life.

“I’ll leave you to it.”

Then you look back at me and suddenly I’m Helpless! Look into your eyes, (Oh, look at those eyes, ) And the sky’s the limit (Oh!) I’m helpless, (I know) Down for the count And I’m drownin’ in 'em. I’m helpless! (I’m so into you, ) Look into your eyes, (I am so.) And the sky’s the limit (into you.) I’m helpless! (I know, ) I’m down for the count And I’m drownin’ in 'em. Where are you taking me? I’m about to change your life. Then, by all means, lead the way. Elizabeth Schuyler. It’s a pleasure to meet you. Schuyler? My sister. Thank you for all your service If it takes fighting a war for us to meet, it will have been worth it. I’ll leave you to it. One week later I’m writin’ a letter nightly. Now my life gets better every letter that you write, me. Laughin’ at my sister, cuz she wants to form a harem. I’m just sayin’, if you really loved me you would share him.

As the weeks went by you went back to America but contact with Shoto remained. Late-night phone calls and loving texts to each other. He was helplessly in love with you.

Touya walked into Shoto’s bedroom to find him scribbling on paper with a concentrated face. He hadn’t seen him write like this since that time he forgot to do his homework back in UA.

“What are you writing?”

“A letter to [Y/N].”

“Doesn’t that defeat the purpose of phones?”

“I’m trying to be romantic. Besides she seems to like them.”

Touya notices some of the letters from you laying on Shoto’s desk. He picks them up and reads through them. A blush covers his cheeks before he teases Shoto.

“‘Darling, Shoto.’ So romantic. With a comma too.”

“Put them back.”

“‘I Can’t wait to see you again my turtledove, XOXO, [Y/N].’ What the fuck is a turtledove?”

“It’s a term of endearment! I think I’m gonna ask her to marry me.”

Touya puts the letters back.

“Marry her? You just met her.”

“She’s perfect. I’m in love.”

“I know I just- Just make sure you really want this. Marriage is a big commitment.”

Ha! Two weeks later. In the living room stressing my father’s stonefaced while you’re asking for his blessin’. I’m dying inside, as you wine and dine and I’m tryin’ not to cry, 'cause there’s nothing that your mind can’t do. (Oooh) My father makes his way across the room to you. (Oooh) I panic for a second, thinking "we’re through” (Oooh) But then he shakes your hand and says “Be true” (Oooh) And you turn back to me, smiling, and I’m Helpless! Look into your eyes and the sky’s the limit I’m Helpless! Hoo! Down for the count and I’m drownin’ in 'em I’m helpless! He’s mine, that boy is mine! Look into your eyes And the sky’s the limit I’m Helpless! Helpless! Down for the count, and I’m drownin’ in 'em Eliza, I don’t have a dollar to my name an acre of land, a troop to command, a dollop of fame. All I have’s my honour, a tolerance for pain a couple of college credits and my top-notch brain.

Shoto anxiously paced back and forth as he waited for his father to come out of his study. He had proposed to you, which you responded with a yes. Now he had to tell his father.

“He can be an asshole.”

“So you’ve said.”

“I mean like an extreme asshole. He might not approve of you. I mean even if he doesn’t, we’re still going to get married. It would just be nice to have his approval for once.”

You put your hand on Shoto’s shoulder to stop his from pacing and give him a wide smile.

“Shoto it’s going to be okay. Your father will approve. It’s not like he hasn’t met me before.”

“You’re right. You’re right, it’s gonna be okay.

“You wanted to see me.”

His father stands tall before you making you feel small. You give a polite, courteous smile as Shoto intertwines your hands.

“Father. I’ve proposed to [Y/N], and she accepted.”

“I see.”

His judgemental eyes rake your body up and down as if he was inspecting you. Which he was. He was inspecting your worth.

It was one of the rarest times you would see it, but Enji smiled as he put his hand out for you to shake.

“You have a good quirk. You will fit my son well.”

Insane, your family brings out a different side of me Peggy confides in me, Angelica tried to take a bite of me no stress, my love for you is never in doubt. We’ll get a little place in Harlem and we’ll figure it out. I’ve been livin’ without a family since I was a child. My father left, my mother died, I grew up buck wild. But I’ll never forget my mother’s face, that was real and long as I’m alive, Eliza, swear to God, you’ll never feel so (Helpless!) I do, I do, I do, I do! Eliza… (Helpless!) I do, I do, I do, I do! I’ve never felt so- Helpless! (Hey! Yeah, yeah!) Down for the count and I’m drownin’ in 'em (Down for the count I’m) My life is gon’ be fine cuz Eliza’s in it. I look into your eyes, and the sky’s the limit I’m (Helpless!) Down for the count and I’m drownin’ in 'em. In New York, you can be a new man. in New York, you can be a new man. In New York, you can be a new man. Helpless!

Touya’s heart broke as he held the white and gold envelope. He knew what was inside. He knew he should be happy yet he didn’t want to open it. But he did. He knew he had too.

‘You are cordially invited to the holy matrimony of Shoto Todoroki and [Y/N] [L/N].’

As fast as he read it, it was turned to ash. Crumpled and destroyed in his fist by his blue flames.

Touya wanted to be happy. He was trying to be supportive. Hell, he was going to be the best man. But he couldn’t find it in his heart to be happy.

Just like Shoto, Touya was helplessly in love with you. Except Touya didn’t have you. Touya wasn’t ending up with you. He wasn’t getting his happy ending. Shoto was.

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akamarulover · 4 years

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The most relatable part of BNHA is when Enji was sittin there thinkin about Hawks

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imagines-mha · 5 years

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I swear I've been listening to "off to the races" nonstop while letting my fire daddy fantasies go wild🔥🔥🔥 goid job you've officially converted me to your religion bro🙏

OFF TO THE RACES IS THE OFFICIAL ENJI FUCKER ANTHEM !!!!!!!!!!!!

I’m calling that shit now 😤😤 it makes me wanna go to a fancy hotel and get fucked by him while all the other pros are in the next room over thinkin we just buisness partners or sum shit 👌🏻👌🏻 theres just smth about fucking a 48 year old fire man to lana that evokes a sensation of horny in me like no other bro im glad u get it 😫😫

But cola tho. Nothin hits an Enji fucker harder than the lyric “i know your wife and she wouldn’t mind”

Like all respects to Rei 🙏🏻🙏🏻 but the raw power i get from hearin that song is 😩😩🥵 OOF

#my hero academia #mha s4 #enji todoroki #mha endeavor #endeavor #lana del rey #todoroki #redeemed endeavor

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haltquirk · 6 years

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// i might make the fallout au a verse for this blog?? idk. i have hcs about what all the characters are and actually now that im thinkin about it im gonna ramble under the cut. its based around fallout 4 a lot since im hyperfixating on that but id be down to expand on it or move away from that

shouta is a synth, unit designation Z1-18. he was a courser but members of the railroad captured him while he was on a reclamation mission. they were originally just going to kill him but a member argued that they should try to save any synth they can, including coursers. he was shocked that someone who he considered his enemy was willing to defend him like that, and immediately got pretty attached to that dude. he ends up working with the railroad after unlearning the toxic shit the institute taught him about not being human and all. since lots of their missions overlap, he helps yuuei out sometimes.

said dude is hizashi, who runs put your hands up! radio. he uses his platform to secretly send messages to railroad agents. different songs might mean different things. like a certain song might mean “courser in this area” and he signals the area by mentioning the place by name. he keeps his affiliation with the railroad hidden to avoid ruining the best source of communication and information gathering, and also to avoid getting Murdered. to mask his involvement in the railroad and have a wider source of information, he joins yuuei, also helping them coordinate stuff and do missions.

toshinori is a pretty famous vault dweller. he left his vault, and was the only survivor when a big raider party (all for one) hit the place. he was trained in wasteland survival by a caravan guard (nana). he did lots of independent training then fought tooth and nail to get her to take him under her wing. from then on he was n and out of his vault traveling a lot, until the vault got hit. then he left and vowed hed clean up all the raiders. nana died trying to help him get revenge. he (thought he) killed the leader of the raider band all for one, which was the dominant raider band. after that things seemed to settle down for a bit, partially because he formed (or maybe just joined up with and helped?) yuuei, a band of self described heroes.

izuku is also a vault dweller. his vault opened before he was even born and he grew up hearing stories about the heroic all might, cleansing the wasteland. he completely idolized him. eventually his vault starts getting all kinds of fucked up and they ask for volunteers to go out and find stuff to fix it. obviously he volunteers. he’s laughed right out of the room but decides to go anyways, and he spends a lot of time trying to hunt down yuuei to join them

ochako is a wastelander. her family runs a lil farm, just trying to get by. her parents pay protection money to raiders to avoid getting hit, and its her life goal to make it so they dont have to do that. she joins up with izuku to try and join yuuei so she can do that

katsuki was raised in the same vault as izuku. he was the one everyone thought was gonna end up, like, becoming overseer and going to get what they need and all kinds of stuff. he also goes out to try and find what the vault needs, and find them protection. im also kind of toying with the idea of connecting him to the brotherhood of steel?? i thought about making him a squire but i wanted him to be from izukus childhood

tenya was pretty much raised around yuuei. his brother is a big name hero and hes training to be like him.

shouto is a brotherhood squire and the son of elder enji, who has been nicknamed endeavor for all his hard work in expanding brotherhood influence. his father was shitty to his mom and obsessed with having the perfect child to succeed him as leader of the brotherhood. his mother had a breakdown, hurt him, and was subsequently locked up for it. eventually he escapes the brotherhood and ends up tagging along with izuku

eijirou is a ghoul. hes pretty chill about it and doesnt really see it as a bad thing. he feels like it makes it easier for him to protect his friends. idk i dont have much backstory for him other than He Ghoul

eri is a ghoul, and a glowing one. she was kept by a rogue group of ex-institute scientists calling themselves the eight precepts of death, who studied her and tried to use her to develop something to make everyone immune to radiation, or something to reverse being a ghoul, or some kind of weapon. lots of experimenting done to her. she ends up getting cared for mostly by shouta since the radiation doesnt hurt him.

#It’s not a hero’s job to deal with ordinary citizens. (ooc)#im too lazy to type more but <3 <3 <3

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