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kaleidoscopic-quiddity · 1 year

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some thoughts regarding the latest bnha ep

Okay first of all I find studio bones’ dedication to objectifying Dabi to be hilarious

Someone really looked at that panel of him lying on the couch and went ‘make him sluttier!!’

Small waist, lower set pants so we can see his v-lines, they are really gunning for that fan service quota

Okay moving on to my actual serious thoughts now:

So this ep confirmed a long-time theory for me, one that I’ve had since probably before these og chapters were even dropped, and I’ve slowly been getting more sure about

It seems, to me at least, that Natsuo’s conception was coerced, and that Shouto’s was the result of rape

Like, we know that Rei consented to having Touya and Fuyumi

Whether or not she wanted Touya is up for debate, but she at least presumably consented to having a child as part of the quirk marriage agreement

And in Fuyumi’s case it’s literally canon that Rei wanted another kid and thought it’d be good for Touya to have a sibling

Obviously there’s massive ethical concerns and questions of consent raised by the whole arranged/paid marriage situation, but in and of themselves, those two pregnancies don’t appear to have been opposed by Rei

In the case of Natsuo, Rei initially refused to have more kids, since she knew that Touya knew that Enji was only producing babies in hopes of them having the perfect quirk to surpass All Might, and she rightfully assumed that having more kids would fuck with his metal health and make him feel even more unwanted/worthless

But Eni basically convinced/coerced her with ‘oh but if we get a kid with the right quirk that’ll finally convince Touya to give up on being a hero and hurting himself in his attempts to become one’

So it's possible that she did technically give her consent in that situation, but it was given under duress and she was coerced into it with the wellbeing of one of her other children as a bargaining chip

As for Shouto’s conception,in both the manga and anime we see Enji pissed off/distraught after presumably learning about Natsuo’s quirk or lack of one, (you can pry the quirkless Natsuo hc from my cold dead hands), a shot of Rei’s face looking terrified, and then an immediate cut to her holding baby Shouto looking both relieved and exhausted

I mean it is possible that Shouto’s conception was coerced like Natsuo’s, but the whole framing of the sequence really makes it feel like Enji got worse with each subsequent kid, his abhorrentness reaching its peak with Shouto

Yeah so the implication there is… dark as all hell

But also narratively fascinating to me,

Like Shouto literally canonically barely regards his own abuse, he hates Endeavor because of what he did to his Mom (and his siblings)

There's definitely some resentment there over how he was isolated as a kid, and literally a product of selective breeding, but the bulk of Shouto’s feelings towards Endeavor, at least pre-sports festival, definitely read more as ‘I hate you for abusing Mom’ rather than ‘I hate you for abusing me’

(this is because Todoroki Shouto is an incredibly, incredibly kind person who puts the pain of his loved ones above his own, and who feels/hurts so much more for others that himself and augh he's such a sweetheart I love him sm but I need him to gain some self esteem right this instant)

Like, we know canonically that he blames Endeavor (and not Rei at all) for the burn on his face, but he also seems to carry some guilt over it himself?? As if it’s somehow his fault he happens to resemble his Father a bit??

We know he at least felt bad enough about being similar to his Dad (again, something that he has no control over) to not use his fire in combat for roughly 10 years

So the thought of Shouto, who was already well aware that his birth was both the result of a paid marriage that his Mother likely got very little say in, and a literal eugenics experiment by his Dad with the sole goal of producing and shaping a child into the perfect pawn to surpass All Might, also learning that his conception was the result of sexual assault/coercion??

The angst potential there is unlimited and totally fascinating

Obviously a shounen manga aimed at, like, 12 year olds isnt gonna get into topics that deep past making some vague, dark, implications, but it's all food for thought nonetheless

Speaking of dark as hell implications:

I don’t know if it was already there in the manga and I just missed it like a dumbass or if Horikoshi added it in after the fact when he was consulted for this season’s production

But the implication that Shouto awoke his quirk as a baby specifically as a result of Touya lashing out and attacking him???

That shit had me reeling

Like augh the fucking tragic irony of Touya, desperate to just be paid attention to by his father, being the one to inadvertently bring out Shouto’s quirk, the very thing that made his dad fully give up on him

And of course, of course, Shoto would awaken his quirk in self defence from a family member attacking him, of course a character who’s whole theme is family and abusive/dysfunctional dynamics, and origin, would have his power awoken in that way

It also, just, adds a whole ‘nother layer to the whole chapter 39 ‘it’s your power isn't it?!’ / chapter 352 ‘Yes, this is my power’ parallel

(Todoroki Shouto is the character of all time I love him with every bit of myself I swear)

Okay quickfire round because I still have lots more thoughts about the Todoroki family:

It was already upsetting enough in manga but the scene of Endeavor yelling at Rei and slapping her as Shouto screams and cries and tells him ‘not to bully Mommy’?? Literally had me physically flinching

I will never be anything but and Endeavor hater okay I don’t give a shit about his redemption arc I need that bitch dead

Can’t wait for the ‘Dabi is a misogynist’ discourse to once again get reignited

Obviously his attitude towards Rei and Fuyumi isn’t okay, but Touya was a child abuse victim lacking in the maturity to see that his Mother and Fuyumi were just as much victims as he was

And to be fair, whilst Rei certainly was also just as much a victim, and didn’t have any power in the situation of her marriage, I do feel that Touya’s resentment towards her, as a child who believes that its his Mom’s job to look after him, is a bit warranted, not necessarily right, but warranted

Speaking of bad faith discourse regarding Touya’s actions, if I see one more ‘him attacking baby Shouto makes him just as bad as Endeavor’ type take I’m melting my fucking phone

How are you gonna look at a 13 year old, self harming, victim of child abuse, with such a warped sense of self worth that he is literally desperate for even a hint of his abuser’s attention/approval, lashing out in jealousy at the sibling who has replaced him and made him, in his Father’s eyes, a worthless failed experiment, and go ‘oh he’s just as bad as the grown man who made the active decision to beat his wife and kids???

The lack of reading comprehension in the bnha fandom is unreal but especially regarding the Todoroki’s

In a similar vein I literally cannot deal with people who victim blame Rei, or Fuyumi and Natsuo, for not ‘getting Shouto out of that situation’ or ‘being complacent in his abuse even as adults’

Like ohhhh my godddd literally all of them were victims in an extremely unbalanced power dynamic, that's the whole point

Please go back to middle school English class since obviously you all were too busy doodling eyes to pay any attention

also I hate that Hawks, of all people, has more sympathy for an abuser that his victims

‘Even if what Dabi said about the Todoroki family was true, I’m sure things are different now’

Sir literally what reason do you have to believe that??

Hero worships rots your fucking brain I guess

Ok finally I have some thoughts about that lil preview we got of the vestiges:

I hate Shinomori’s colour pallate so fucking much I hate I hate it I hate it

I always imagined him with white/lavender hair, and silver eyes, and a purple hero costume with purple scars on his face from quirk overuse/incompatibility like Nine from Heroes: Rising

I hate the blonde hair I hate the green costume it's all so so ugly I hate it all

HOWEVER

Since he was first introduced I have pictured the 2nd user with pink/coral hair, AND I WAS FUCKING RIGHT

The wave of smug vindication I felt upon seeing that his hair colour was practically identical to what I’d imagined him with was unreal

I’m not too sure how I feel about the 3rd user with light blue hair?? I always imagined it as light brown or dirty blonde

I think what colour his eyes are and how they animate Fa Jin is really gonna decide for me whether I like it or not

I pictured En’s costume as dark blue denim (kinda like Jeanist) and whilst the red isn’t bad, the opposite actually, I kinda miss that mental image

Vestige Might should be glowing and flickering like a fire, not just a collection of gold swirls, do him justice!!!

Okay I'm done

#bnha #todoroki family #tw: abuse mention #tw: child abuse #tw: rape mention #tw: sa mention #ask to tag #og post //

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multi-scrapbook · 1 year

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Dabi: Augh this alcohol is bad and no-one should ever drink it.

Also Dabi: -pours himself another shot-

#ooc

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imgoingtohellsofuckit · 4 years

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Cocky Hero pt 2

I didn’t want to make this a series but I’m in love with Hawks soo here ya go

Hawks x Reader

Warnings - alcohol use, mentions of abuse (mention no descriptions or anything and its very brief)

Summary - Hawks can’t get you out of his head, lucky for him you can’t get him out of yours either

So there you are, waking up in the number two heroes bed. You're fancy gown from the party on the ground and makeup all smeared off. You look over to see Hawks holding onto you tightly. For someone so keen on hookups your surprised he's still holding onto you. Or even that you're still in his bed with him. You move pulling from his arms grabbing your clothes from the ground making your way through the room over to the bathroom.

"Oh man he really doesn't hold back," You say as you look at the deep purple marks along your neck. You sigh lightly. Deciding not to worry about it as you wipe away your makeup and pull your clothes from last night on.

"You want something more comfortable?" You hear from the door. You look to see Hawks smiling lightly as he watches you.

"Depends on what you're gonna put me in," You say.

"My clothes," He smirks. You roll your eyes deciding to look back to the mirror. "I'll grab you a hoodie at least."

"Fine," You say.

He moves pulling away from the door frame to his room. Returning a couple seconds later with a black hoodie.

"Thanks," You say as you pull it over you dress, "I'll call a cab. I've got to get to my house before I go into the office. I'll get this cleaned and mail it back-"

"Nah keep it," Hawks says, "you look better in it anyways."

"I can't keep your clothes Hawks," You say looking to him, "I'll just have an intern drop it off to your agency."

"You're not even gonna drop it off man thats cold," Hawks says.

"Did you get attached?" You say with a smirk.

"Attached? No more like I'm not used to not being the one in control," He says, "every other girl wants me to fly them home and to keep my clothes. Thinking it'll pull me back in ya know."

"I'm not like those girls Hawks," You say, "I have my own game. And I simply play it better than you."

"Do you now?" He asks.

"I guess that's for you to figure out," You say, "now if you'll excuse me I have to get ready for work." You grab your purse then instead of calling a taxi you just place your hand against the wall. Hawks watches carefully. Your quirk. It's portal something pretty cool. When he first heard about it the first time he met you he thought it was one of the neatest quirks he's seen. Making a portal you could move through going anywhere you need. He was surprised you never went into the hero career with a quirk like that. "Try not to miss me too much," You say looking back to Hawks.

"I have a feeling you should worry about your self," He says.

"Sure Hawks," You say before stepping through the portal. It closes leaving Hawks alone. He chuckles lightly.

"Shes... different," He says softly, "man I need to get ready."

So while Hawks was running around to get ready to meet up with Dabi and the League to work out that situation. You were getting ready at your own quick pace. Using that long distance portal exhausted your quirk meaning you wouldn't be able to use it to get to work. Which is fine you've travelled everyway to work so it won't be too much of a pain but still. You could push a bit and use your quirk... it's irresponsible but... it's better time management. You cave using a second portal to pop into her office.

"Wow you're here early," Impression says, "especially considering your company last night."

"Didn't I hear whispering that you went home with MT Lady?" You shoot back, "you have no room to talk." Impression chuckles.

"Sure I have no room to talk but I'm going to anyways," He says, "Hawks is such a man whore. I'm surprised you went home with him. I mean you had plenty of people all over you."

"Yeah but you didn't feel the energy between them," Kami says, "the sexual tension was suffocating. I thought I was gonna die."

You roll your eyes at the comment.

"Besides we all know that every single one of these events we've been invited to Hawks finds himself at her side," Kami says, "he either is in love with you or super attracted to you."

"Anyways," You say moving to your desk to pull out everything for today, "we have a lot of work to do... Kami you are missing about 13 accident reports, Impression you have been asked to speak at UA about hero etiquette to the first years. Have either of you seen Mimica? Because he misfiled a report and I had to track it down at the commission and redo the entire thing."

They knew it was time to work So the Hawks topic dropped and everyone focused on their own matters. Soon the day was over releasing them to their own lives. The others left but you remained back. As always you're gonna be the last to leave. Always needing to finish that last thing before you could go home. When you finally stepped outside onto the street in the thick dark of the night you regretted the extra portal this morning.

"Hey you need a ride?"

You turn to see blond locks and crimson wings. Hawks. But what is he doing here?

"No I was gonna take the train home," You share.

"Nah a pretty lady like you shouldn't be on the train," He says, "let me fly you home."

"I couldn't ask you to do that," You say, "seriously it's no big deal I ride the train all the time."

"I'm offering," He says, "come on what do you have to lose?"

You think for a second. What do you have to lose? You start to step towards him. But instead give him a smirk. Then you press your hand against the wall. A portal to your apartment pops up. You're definitely feeling the overuse but honestly to mess with this cocky bastard it's worth it.

"You're right I shouldn't use the train," You say, "well goodnight Hawks."

"Wait-"

You step inside before he can say anything else.

He looks back at the wall you just walked through.

"Man she's gone," He says, "thats a shame. I wanted to talk to her. Oh well."

Back at your house you collapse on your couch. Clearly exhausted. You see something on your couch and smile lightly. It's the hoodie Hawks lent you. You move grabbing it. It's super soft and it smells like his apartment. That woodsy scent that was all nice and piney.

My phone buzzes. I pull it from my pocket to see an unknown number.

Unknown- Impression gave me your number

It took a lot of convincing

A lot

Y/n - Who is this?

Unknown - Oh guess I should of said that

It's Hawks

Number 2 hero

Y/n - Why do you have my number?

Unknown - Had to know if you go home safely

Y/n - You shouldn't worry about me I'm stronger than your giving me credit for

Unknown - Remind me not to underestimate you.

Pretty and talented.

What's it like being perfect?

Y/n - It's adorable that you think I'm perfect but even I have my flaws

Unknown - likww what/?

augh

ugh sorrry harsd to tyep whjike

caan io vcaall you;

Y/n - I'm a really busy gal I don't know if I have the time

Unknown - :(

Y/n - You have five minutes" make it count

Unknown - :)

He doesn't hesitate. You move answering the call.

"Hello beautiful," He says. I can hear the smirk in his voice. "Miss me?"

"Not really," You answer.

"Wow brutal," He says, "is that how you handle all the trolls online? Or those bitchy reporters?"

"I take them down with more force," You reply, "swift, forceful."

"Mmm so you like fast and forceful?" He asks. You roll your eyes.

"Yeah you wish," You say, "can't last long enough can you?"

"Wanna test that?" He says, "I'm sure I'll make it worthwhile."

"You said that last time."

"And I kept my promise didn't I?" He asks.

"Sure," You reply, "if that's what you want to hear."

"Oh come on you seemed to like it last night~" He teases, "I mean come on I had you moaning so loud. It's a good thing I don't have any neighbors."

"You ever hear of faking it?"

"Don't mock me like that," He says, "you know I'm fragile."

"You are anything but fragile," You say, "by the way you have 3 minutes."

"Oh you're really timing me?" He asks, "you're brutal. How am I supposed to make you fall in love with me if you won't play along."

"Fall for you? Is that what you think is gonna happen?" You ask.

"Not if you don't play along," He pouts, "come on what is it that makes you not want to fall for me? I mean I'm hot. I'm good in bed. I admire the fact you are also hot and good in bed."

"Sorry Hawks but I don't fall in love like that," You shrug, "besides your not my type."

"What?" He asks, "how am I not your type. You slept with me. Aren't you like attracted to me."

"Physically," You cut him off, "but romantically you aren't the type I go for."

"What do you go for?"

"Mm hold that thought for another day Hawks... you are out of time," You smirk.

"What? No way!" He exclaims, "you're really gonna leave right now?"

"Sorry I'm a busy gal," You say, "try again another day~"

You end the call before you can say anything else. While you were entertained with your game deciding to move to your night time routine. Poor Hawks on the other hand was staring at your number clearly frustrated with you taking his chance from him. It's his game. He isn't the one who gets played. He's the player!

"She's so cheeky," He says softly, "well guess I have to just try harder."

And so his new mission is set.

"Impression I need those reports asap," You say looking firmly at the pro, "you're behind as it is and I need you to look at the kids from the sports festival. You know internships are important for rising heroes to bring attention to the agency so you want to bring in a few kids to work with."

"I hate to interrupt," Kami says approaching me, "but something came for you." You look over at her to see her holding a bouquet full of flowers. Roses.

"You hookup with someone last night?" Impression asks, "because they seem to be a bit of a simp."

"Not a hookup just a parasite," You say taking the flowers from her. You look at the card and your suspicions are confirmed.

Hey beautiful, you aren't playing the game right - Hawks

"Who's it from?" Impression asks. You show him the card and he just chuckles lightly. "Well now you'll know not to mess with guys like him." You sigh as you move to your desk. You place them carefully in the vase as the two heroes look at me.

"Is he just too attached or is it something?" Kami asks.

"He's trying to play my game," You say simply, "he wants me to fall for him. I want him to fall for me. He wants to be the player, I want to be the heart breaker."

"Two players hookup and now one of them has to finally lose," Kami says, "that's so fanfic. I love it."

"At least it makes my game more interesting," You say. You pull your phone out and send on message to the man.

Y/n - I like daisies more

Kami leans over my shoulder to see the message and smirks lightly.

"Wow you really are just playing him like a violin," She says, "that's exciting."

"Exciting or not it's my personal life and we are still on the clock. So back to what I was saying and Kami this involves you. Pick out the kids you want extend offers to by tonight so I can call the schools to set everything up. Alright?"

"Yes Ma'am," Impression says, "I'll get right on that."

"Yep," Kami says.

As they move off I sit down at my desk to start on my reports. I get through about half when my phone starts to buzz against the desk. I look down to see Hawks messaged me back.

Hawks - Do I at least get points for trying?

Y/n - No

Hawks - boo

ur making the game hard

Y/n - you don't have to play we could just return to our normal lives

Hawks - You don't want to play?

Y/n - I'll admit that I'm enjoying this game. It's harder this way. Which makes it so much more fun...

Hawks - Then it's settled we have to finish the game.

Y/n - Sounds good to me

I can't wait to win

Hawks - Well look who sounds cocky now

Y/n - I have to get back to work

Besides I'm sure you have to as well

Hawks - boo

You decide to put your phone away and go back to the reports. At the end of your shift Kami waves you down to to invite you to a club. You accept. Walking closely with her and a couple of the sidekicks. It's a impromptu girls night apparently. She had gathered a bunch of the ladies in the office and dragged you all into a club to unwind.

You swirl the vodka and redbull mix as you look over at her.

"Do you want to settle down?" She asks me.

"Settle down?" You ask, "no I really don't. I want to enjoy my youth not worry about some girl or guy that's also trying to figure their life out."

"What about that Edgeshot?" She offers, "you've slept with him a bunch and you said you like him."

"I like him the same way you like that booty call you keep going back to," You correct, "it's physical but he's boring. I want someone who's fun and hot. Someone who can keep up with me."

"Who does that sound like?" She asks.

"No one," You chuckle, "if I met someone like that I'd eat them right up." I sip my drink as she glares lightly at me.

"Okay okay so you don't want to settle down," She says, "you want this picture perfect person first try. Do you think we live in a fairy tale?"

"No," You say honestly, "but I know I don't want to date anyone until I find someone who sticks out. Someone who sees me as more than a pretty face ya know? Like okay take the guys I hook up with. They are fun and attractive. But they don't want the emotional stuff. Which is fine cause they are hookups. But if I wanted something real. Something long term. I'd want this person to connect with me on a spiritual level. Match my fast life ya know."

"You're too picky," She slurs.

"You're too boring," You say, "okay- as fun as this girls night is... I'm bored. Soooo how about bow tie over there?"

"You gonna take him home?"

"If he'll have me," You smirk. You stand flipping your skirt up to make it just a bit shorter then ruffle your hair lighter. "Okay how do I look?"

"Hot," She says. You nod.

"Perfect now come dance with me," You say. You take her hand dragging her to the dance floor. As the fast pace song comes on the two of you moving dancing together. Doing pretty much everything to draw attention of the guys scouting for a hook up. Some guy moves offering to by Kami a drink leaving you dancing with one of the sidekicks. Suddenly you feel a finger tap on your shoulder. You turn to see a familiar face. But it's completely out of place. "Hawks? What are you doing here?"

"You texted me," He says, "'come to Veil I need someone to party with'"

"That sneaky bitch," You say softly.

"What?" He asks.

"My coworker texted you," You explain, "she loves to meddle you know."

"So I was pulled into something?" He asks, "I can't believe I'm being used. What a shame I was super excited to see you cave. And well to see you like this." You chuckle lightly.

"Well if you're already here... I guess it wouldn't hurt for you to buy me a drink," You suggest. He chuckles.

"Well I'm not opposed to spending time with you," He says, "come on."

You lead him to the bar. Each of you order your drink then he hands his card over.

"You party on weekdays often?" He asks me.

"Only when someone else suggests it," You answer, "I'm not going to be the one who leads the decision but I will gladly take advantage of the chance. Do you normally send roses to girls you hookup with?"

"I hate to admit it but you're the first," he says, "you're the only one playing the long game. You'll take a bit more work."

"Will I?" You ask, "mother always said I was high maintenance."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah I always had to have the best growing up," You tell him, "you know I attended UA? It was for General Studies sure but still. And I went to UA's college."

"Wow flashy school," He says.

"Yeah well I had to get in even if it wasn't to be a hero," You share, "it was the best. My mother wasn't a fan on the fancy private school price tho."

"I can imagine," He says, "what does your mother do?"

"She was a baker," You tell him, "she passed my last year of high school."

"I'm sorry for your loss," He says softly.

"It's in the past," You say, "what about you?"

"My parents they aren't around," He says.

"I'm sorry," You say.

"Don't be," He says, "sometimes thats better."

"I get what you mean," You tell him, "pops ran out on my mom and I when I was in middle school. He was the worst. Alcoholic who beat on my mom and I. He died last year. And somehow to me thats better than having him alive."

"Ah tragic origin stories," Hawks says, "they really bread some great people."

"I know," You say, "cheers to that." You both clink your drinks together. You chug as much as you can. Hawks is slightly taken back but quickly moves to keep up. You set down the empty class and look back to him. "Come dance with me."

"Of course beautiful," he says smirking. You move dragging him onto the dance floor. Dancing to the fast song. He's all smiles as he watches you move. He can't tell if its the alcohol or if you are just that care free. But watching you move like you were the only person in the room was hypnotic.

After a couple songs he can't hold it back anymore.

"I hate to break the mood but- you're really making it hard for me to hold back," He groans.

"My place is down the street," You tell him, "one portal and we can be there in a flash."

"I'd like that very much," He says. You move taking his hand and leading him towards the wall. You place your hand on the wall and the portal opens.

"Last chance to back out," You tell him.

"I don't back out," He says. You smirk.

"Good," You say pulling him through the portal to your home.

#hawks x reader #hawks bnha #keigo takami x reader #keigo takami #my hero academia #my hero academia x reader #bnha #mha

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prince-liest · 4 years

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Okay but if you're not going to write the DabiHawks Heathers AU outline, will you tell us what it was like?

You know what, anon, why the heck not!

Heathers itself primarily explores the extreme emotional conflicts that happen in pre-adulthood, particularly in the microcosm of teenage experience that is high school, and goes to great lengths to highlight how frustrating and ineffective adults and their attempts to “help” without truly attempting to understand the teenage perspective are. I think that taking Dabi and Hawks, sticking them into Shiketsu, and centering the primary conflict around the abuse perpetrated upon both of them by authority figures (rather than bullying as in canon Heathers) would fit very, very well with the BNHA narrative of ‘what really makes a hero’. Side note: In this AU, I would be writing the HPSC as more explicitly, drastically abusive than I believe they were in canon.

I would want it to be a story from the perspective of Hawks (our stand-in for Veronica) dealing with his own abuse at the hands of the HPSC as Veronica deals with her low social status and bullying in Heathers, meeting Dabi (our stand-in for J.D.), who is already bitter and disenfranchised with hero society and adulthood and life in general due to his experiences with Endeavor and his family. Both of these kids have suffered, but Hawks is coming from a place of fundamentally seeing the good in humanity while Dabi (as in canon) thinks the only solution at this point is to burn the whole thing to the ground and let only the righteous survive. This is a very similar perspective to J.D.’s in Heathers, when he sings lines like “Our love is God,” and “We can start and finish wars / we’re what killed the dinosaurs / we’re the asteroid that’s overdue.”

Dabi doesn’t trust Hawks at first, but quickly sees similarities between the two of them, their experiences, and their ideals, especially when Hawks is so enthusiastic to find someone to connect with that he doesn’t realize how intense Dabi is on this subject. Dabi genuinely believes that Hawks is “one of the good ones” based on what they’ve shared, and does his utmost to convince Hawks of his points!

The idea was basically born from these two songs: first Meant to be Yours, and even moreso the following Dead Girl Walking (Reprise). Dead Girl Walking (Reprise) in particular has the following exchange between J.D. (Dabi) and Veronica (Hawks):

[VERONICA]I wish your mom had been a little stronger(JD: Don’t talk about my mom!)I wish she’d stayed around a little longer(JD: Stop!)I wish your dad were good!I wish grown-ups understood!I wish we’d met beforeThey convinced you life is war!I wish you’d come with me -

[J.D., spoken]I wish I had more TNT![VERONICA, as J.D. hits her]Augh!

I think this echoes a lot of the sentiment that Dabi has expressed in canon, and also outlines how I think that a dynamic between a young, hurt-and-understanding-but-idealistic Hawks and a resentful, disenfranchised Dabi would go.

And, as usual for me, Dabi doesn’t burn himself alive at the end of this one. There’s a bit less murder and a bit more redeemable qualities in how I’d write this, and in the end I’d like for it to be a story about survival and recovery.

Here’s the outline, because someone else also asked to see it and people in the past have expressed interest in what the heck my outlines look like anyways. Be careful, it’s six pages long, because I wanted to set up a deliberate transition from ‘cute high school boyfriends AU’ to ‘oh shit oh fuck oh god -’

#bnha #long post #text posts #personal #my writing #replies #anonymous #heathers #dabihawks #honestly I make no promises that I will NEVER write it but #it's set up to be a Long One and I can't bring myself to commit to that right now #maybe I'll write a few scenes from it and post it under the tag #heathers au #abuse mention #murder mention

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inexchangeforyoursoul · 5 years

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... I wanna make a three shot drabbly thing outta this, using some ideas I’ve had. Intending to keep them all short, but... you know me. :T

Now, let me just... go into html and try to fix the font sizes for the dialogue to make it phasey and fluctuating... ... will you work? No? Well then...

Also, did tumblr get rid of built-in separators...? Guess I’ll insert one. Anyway, this is obv birdie PoV.

"Please cal---n---!"

…?

Where am… augh. My back. And face… The air stings. … the fire. I was on fire, I think.

But why am I lying on my stomach?

"--- I could hurt him more---"

Did I pass out? The little girl!! Did she---

…!!

…

I---

I can't feel my legs.

Or wings.

Shit, I can't even see clearly… but only on the right.

Has it… basically gone blind?

Can barely feel anything. At all. Am I even alive?

"--- be alright?"

… everyone's over there. Will hurt like a bitch, but turn… left.

Fuck…

…

… is that you? Hard to tell. If I didn't know better… without all the grease and dye and… scars.

You don't look like yourself… despite looking more like you were always meant to. Sounds stupid, doesn't it?

… Eri, was it? If Himiko doesn't tell me about her, you'd be… dead.

Right. I told her to forget about me, and tend to you instead…

You are alive, right?

"He'll be fine now."

Thank god.

Must be… true. For the Todorokis to have calmed down so much.

Your sister, and brothers… and Jin, Mister, and Himiko, too… There's all these people who care about you. See more than just a villain. More than Dabi.

They want you to be fine… even if you have already given up.

"---is coming to!---"

That must be so nice… I want to be more than a hero, too.

I'm jealous of you, Touya.

"Eri,- --- - enough?"

My blood pressure is…

"Yes, I can still- - ---——"

So tired. I shouldn’t fall a sleep, but... need to---

rest a little----- ——— ——— —————-———————————————

#Kate writes #Takami Keigo #dabi is touya #drabble #bnha #boku no hero academia

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ao3feed-tododeku · 6 years

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Remember the Hero

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NcILIO by sunfish_sunfish

by sunfish_sunfish

(prediction for Chapter 191; SPOILERS up to then) Someone approaches Endeavor and Hawks and calls together a gathering for the final death of a hero. But not for the one you would expect. This is my prediction on what the next (few?) chapters of the manga will be, and also how I view the Dabi Todoroki theory. Faint TodoDeku, it's really not that much (you can argue it's friendship I guess?).

Words: 3006, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Categories: M/M

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Shouto's Siblings, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Dabi (My Hero Academia), Hawks (My Hero Academia)

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto

Additional Tags: TodoDeku Week 2018, Day 4: Endearments, although this story isn't very shippy, like it's tododeku if you squint a little bit, but mostly it's my thoughts on the Dabi Todoroki theory, And also angst, My Old Friend, also a little bit graphic, but hopefully not too much? I just rated it to be safe.., One Shot, no time for editing augh, so sorry in advance

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/2NcILIO

#AO3Feed #FanFics #AO3Feed Tododeku #💚#💙#Tododeku #My Hero Academia #Boku no Hero Academia

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thedouchebrigadesympathizer · 6 years

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The door flew open, no knock to be heard as you patted your hair dry with a plush and fresh smelling towel. You didn’t need to raise your head to know it was Dabi, and you didn’t even flinch when the door was thrown shut behind him.

He stood, hands at his sides, and flexing his fingers. Through the vanity mirror you stood in front of, you saw how his eyes glinted with a hardness to them, fists clenched. He was pissed, and god dammit, now you were going to be caught in the crossfire.

“Yeah?” You turned to him, shaking your hair with the towel and messing the damp locks into a less than attractive shape.

“I’m here to vent.” And with those words, he closed the space between the doorway and your bed, dropping dramatically down into your messy sheets and groaning.

You sighed, running a brush through your hair before setting the brush on your vanity and jumping onto the bed next to him, patting his shoulder.

“Lay it on me, Dab’s.”

Muffled by your comforter, Dabi stifled a laugh. “I can’t believe you just called me that.”

“What is wrong, my Burnt Toaster Strudel? Whats getting you down? FuckHands McMike?”

“Augh, you’re the worst.” He rolled, flipping onto this back and kicking his shoes off the edge of the bed, where they fell with dull thuds. He exhaled heavily before scratching at his chest and watching the ceiling.

“I don’t feel like I’m accomplishing what I need to do.”

“Thats rough buddy.” You said, but eased your head to the side, catching damp chair across your cheek and watching Dabi’s eyes follow the pattern of your popcorn ceiling. “But why do you think that?”

“I was supposed to have done countless things by now, and I feel like…” Dabi frowned, closing his eyes and shimming his arm under your neck, wordlessly asking for you to be closer to him. “I feel like where I am now is no where close to the goals I’ve set for myself.”

You inched closer, resting a hand on his chest and biting your lips. “You’re achieving Stain’s ideals, aren’t you?”

“I guess.”

“Isn’t that all you wanted?”

“No,” He said wistfully, the word almost pained. “No. I wanted more.”

“What more do you want?” You murmured, hoping to encourage him to dig deeper than the surface.

There were so many thoughts in his head, too many wants in his heart, it was difficult for Dabi to focus on just one. Still, he filtered through enough before settling on a need that ravaged his heart, that controlled his deepest desires.

“I want to kill Endeavor.” He said finally, opening those cerulean eyes and peering down at you through his lashes, awaiting your response.

You blinked, not expecting that kind of response. “I don’t follow.”

He gave a woeful smile, rolling his head to face you fully. “You wouldn’t. But that’s fine.”

“Why kill him?” Your brows furrow, entirely confused. When had Endeavor ever encountered Dabi? Why would he care what the number two Pro Hero in Japan did. Why would he care to end his life?

Brushing damp strands of hair from your cheek, Dabi raked bright eyes down your features, taking in every apprehensive flash behind your eyes and smiling contently.

“Doesn’t matter. But, I needed to say it.” He pinched your cheek lovingly, so glad in the moment to have someone like you in his life. A friend. A trusted friend. “So thanks.”

You made a face, smacking his pinching fingers away and sitting up on an elbow, pushing hair behind your ear and giving him a stern look. “Dabi. Seriously, why are we killing Endeavor?”

“We?” Dabi repeated, tossing an arm behind his head and raising an eyebrow. “It’s just me doing the work, Princess.”

“You’re beating around the bush, I know it’s your specialty, but god damn it man.” You smacked his knee. “Whats up with this? You’ve never mentioned Endeavor before.”

“It doesn’t matter,” Dabi stated firmly, losing patience with your prodding. “Forget it.”

Sitting up now, you nudged his knee again. “You can’t walk in here and be all upset about something, say you want to kill a pro hero as powerful as Endeavor and then be like ‘Nah man its chill let’s just take a nap, I’m Dabi and nothing bothers me’. I’m not falling for it. Spill.”

“I don’t want to.” There is a edge in his tone, but of course you press further.

“I’ve known you for three years, this is the first I’m hearing about Endeavor, Dab’s. Tell me.”

Dabi lays there, silent as the grave. His chest thuds erratically, because amidst his growing irritation, part of him urges the young flame wielder to confess. He’s held it in for so long, and you have patiently waited by his side- never probing for an answer until now. It was his own fault, for storming into your apartment after watching the news, seing Endeavor, his father, plastered across the glossy screens of The League’s many televisions.

He’s a trigger for so many emotions. Rage. Sorrow. Worry. Guilt.

It isn't fair. It’s never been fair for him or his siblings. It never would be as long as Enji Todoroki lived. Still, was it his place anymore to claim it his right to take his life?

Yes.

But, also no. Maybe that could be Shouto’s choice instead.

But there he was, teetering on the edge of a confession. His biggest confession. His most well kept secret to ever be forged inside his soul. No one knew, so would he tell you?

“Dab’s.” You urge again, the warmth of your hand finding his cheek, where a thumb runs the edges of his scars, the ones that had you had never gazed reproachfully upon. The scars you accepted, along with his cocky and demeaning personality. The personality that carried a heavy handed ideal. The Ideals given by a murderer, a murderer whom Dabi looked up to. Who he emulated, or at least tried.

And yet, despite the bodies you knew he had dropped, you stayed.

You didn’t care he was a villain, a murderer, a thief.

“Promise you won’t leave.”

It comes out, a plea. A reaching hand, asking for your acceptance. He watches as you seem to look confused before offering him a nearly pained smile.

“Why would I Dabi?”

“Because I’m damaged, and your love is too good to lose.”

Calloused fingers take your hand from his face and the dark haired man takes a shaky breath, gaze hardening and jaw clenching.

“My name was Seiichi Todoroki. And Endeavor is the reason why my name is Dabi.”

This wasn’t a request, it was freehand. I was feeling saderino so I wrote to make myself feel better. Enjoy a little bit of humorous angst. Dabi’s “real Name” is based off this post (Here)

#Dabi #fem s/o #this is just platonic #but love is under the surface #might continue this?#Endeavor's A+ parenting #Thats Rough Buddy is my fav response to people complaining to me #angst

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