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beachbeibi · 4 months
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Lost & Found part 2
(Quirkless AU ft. Todosiblings , Big Bro Touya, Dabihawks but it’s complicated)
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sinnamonpork · 1 year
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Teenage Shouto talking about his older brother that's "very emotional" and "is a big cry baby". Everyone in Class 1-A, especially those who have met Fuyumi, imagines Touya as this adorable angel who could do no wrong.
Cut to two weeks later and a black haired, piercing filled man with the most shit eating of smirks is seen at the entrance of the school, about to pick up Shouto. He almost got Bakugou to blow up one of the walls and definitely got the number of visiting pro hero Hawks while he was waiting for Shouto's class to end.
Class 1-A is very, very confused. This is the crybaby older brother Shouto was talking about?? Bitch where???
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hergnomieness · 10 months
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The survivors
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breakingpengui1 · 8 months
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yonaka loves...
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notebooks-and-laptops · 10 months
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mellodramas · 4 months
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if my younger sibling dreamed another sibling into existence for literally whatever reason, i probably would’ve killed myself in front of them to change the trajectory of their life forever (so really what i’m trying to say is i understand you declan i get it)
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edwardnebula · 22 days
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Babylon Rogues + one guitar playing canary
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Gamlen and Leandra's entire relationship as siblings is so interesting because you can look at is as a reflection of what Hawke's relationship with their living sibling could become.
I don't think it's coincidence that out of every character in DA2, it's Carver who's like, "Look, Gamlen's definitely an ass, but I understand his side of things." There's an argument to be made that Carver's lowkey aware that he could be looking at his future when he looks at Gamlen should he let his own bitterness and inferiority complex drive him to that, or should Hawke push him away instead of trying to repair their relationship. Plus there's that, "stuck in your shadow," thing that he and Gamlen have in common.
Bethany comments that she can't imagine doing what Gamlen did to Leandra, or treating her sibling the way he does... except if she becomes a Grey Warden, she absolutely blames Hawke for it and makes her resentment known, a stark contrast to her behavior in Act 1. Some of the shit she says makes me do a double take because, "...that could've come outta Gamlen's mouth and I wouldn't have thought twice, but hearing it from you?? Ouch."
I mean, I'd argue that Bethany has more bitterness than Carver in general, she's just better at hiding it than he is. If she becomes a warden, then she sees no point in hiding it anymore whereas Carver's always worn what he has on his sleeve.
Hawke and their living sibling could easily follow in Gamlen and Leandra's footsteps, or become worse than them, and it totally depends on Hawke's decisions and I think that's a neat concept.
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theluckywizard · 15 days
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A matching set! ETA some detail shots
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beachbeibi · 3 months
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Lost & Found part 3
(Quirkless AU ft. Todosiblings, big bro Touya and Dabihawks but it’s complicated )
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sinnamonpork · 1 year
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Pro hero Touya who changes hair color almost every season. His default would always be black, but it would change so often that non hardcore fans doesn't even know what his original hair color is anymore. Japan treats him like their walking calendar, "Oh Supernova changed his hair again? Winter must be approaching already". He loves to takes requests and even did a half-white half-red color for april fools, the first year that his baby brother was on the field. Pro hero Endeavor almost cried at the sight of his two sons side-by-side.
Hawks who had only met Touya after the Shie hassaikai incident couldn't help but be attracted to the devil may care, 'I don't care what you think' attitude of this pretty boy. Especially when Touya is rocking a bubblegum pink head of hair while simultaneously burning the yakuza leader with a smile that could make demons cry. Hawks had never fallen so fast before. His surroundings become tinted with a filter as pink as Supernova's hair, complete with heart emoticons and angels singing whenever Touya's baby blue eyes gazes his way.
The no. 2 hero was reported to be seen dazed and cooing over the stage when pro hero Supernova debuted into the Top 10 with red hair and golden, shiny accessories. Everyone who doesn't live under a rock knows who's colors he was paying homage to, turquoise eyes making eye contact with Hawks his whole time on stage. Japan takes this as an announcement of their relationship, Endeavor's sour look whenever he sees Hawks serving as proof. After all, the no. 1 hero made the same face when Ground Zero and Shouto announced their relationship months before.
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punkeropercyjackson · 3 months
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Dabi's disabled pretty boy swag and twunk rep really blinds y'all to his actual personality.He's never even looked in Hawks direction with anything but 'Your vibes are beyond rancid,you're growing black mold' energy and his cluster b ass has too much self-worth to date him after him going full cop complete with an inaguration speech on his first best friend slash situationship,that being Jin,he's a straight edge punk specifically,he loves Rei and his siblings with his whole heart and soul but thanks to Enji the world ruined him too much for even him to realize that,he's Red Hood-adjacent and The Joker is a less than nothing character compared to him,he's part south asian for other reason than i feel like it,he's closer to Himiko than he is to Shigaraki,Momo would've fixed him and he would've made her worse in a found siblings way where the older one is also a pseudo-parental figure because that's the natural order of being an eldest and Shouto and them would've been a trio if Horikoshi knew how to write women and abuse stories like a decent person.And that's on reading comprehension and writing experience
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grimstrawberry · 10 months
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Touya would have a heavy case of older brother syndrome if he stayed with his family
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snowflakeanimelover · 2 years
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Here For You
Relationship: Hawks/Keigo Takami x Female Reader, Dabi/Touya Todoroki x Female Reader
Fandom: My Hero Academia
Warnings: Reader is pregnant, reader and hawks are married, major fluff, reader being sneaky, cute, friendship
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“Morning, Little Bird.” Keigo’s voice was bright. Too bright for my groggy morning. One hand rubs my eye while the other gently rubs my bulging stomach. I let out a low growl in annoyance with not having much sleep that night. The hero gave me a slight pout in worry. “You okay?”
He knows my answer. And I would never yell at him for my terrible night. He also had a not-so-good night, even though he had to work all day. He tried his best to help me sleep better all night. With each kick the baby threw at me, I was groaning and wriggling in bed from the pain. The baby wouldn’t sleep along with me.
I smiled up at him the best I could through my tired state. A quick peck on his lips made his pout go away. “I’m okay. I’ll live.” 
“Try to get some sleep today. Oh, and who would you want to stay with today?” Keigo was ready to get his phone out, about to call a hero for help. Being pregnant with a pro hero has its perks. Keigo doesn’t allow me to be alone unless I use the restroom. Some days are with Endeavor, who is incredibly cute when he’s so awkward to talk to me. Some days are with Best Jeanist, a very kind gentleman. 
I shake my head. “Don’t worry, I set up the day with Mirko.” 
“Mirko? Are you sure?” he asks, his eyebrows raising in another bout of worry this morning.
My small hands hold onto my stomach instinctively. “Of course! What's wrong with her?”
His golden brown eyes avoid mine. “Well…she’s a great friend, but she can be a little too….”
“Excited, I know.” I giggle. “But she’s good at protecting me. She also makes sure I eat well.”
His shoulders slump, his arms wrapping around me tightly for a warm hug. “If you say so. Be careful, alright?” He then kisses the base of my stomach, his big gloved hands holding it. “And you, baby bird, be nice to mom.”
I smile at the kind soon-to-be father in front of me. Keigo has been excited for a child of his own to appear in the world. And with the known fact that it’s a girl, our minds were screaming with questions. What kind of quirk is she going to get? Hawks quirk? My quirk? Or both? What hair color or style will she have? What eye color will she have? 
It’s been around seven months since I first got pregnant. It was a surprise, given that we discussed having a baby together during that time. We didn’t actually plan it right on the spot. Nonetheless, we were excited. 
I wave my husband goodbye as he flies high in the sky. Now, it was time for me to go see Mirko. After getting ready for the day and grabbing my purse, I head out to the car Mirko sent me. Mirko was actually working today. She said she’d have one of her trusted sidekicks drive me to her. When in reality, that wasn’t where I was going.
“So, did he suspect it?” Mirko’s cheery and excited voice echoed through the phone. 
I laugh lightly at her question. “No. And from the looks of it, he just flew off to do his job.” I glanced back through the car window as much as I could. Keigo’s red wings disappeared at a fast pace farther away from me. He was trying to be sneaky, watching me make sure I got into the car safely and I was watched over. It makes me laugh, knowing he wasn’t aware of me finding out about his tactics.
With a click of her tongue, Mirko chuckles. “That damn bird. He’s so dense sometimes. You’d think he’d do a better job at protecting you and your baby.”
I cooed at her. “Awe, don’t be so mean to my husband. He’s trying his best.”
“Anyways, if you’re not back to my agency in two hours, I’m gonna go and find you.” She half threatens.
“Yeah, yeah. I’ll be okay, I promise.” I end the call after saying goodbye. Once my phone is back in its rightful place in my purse, I rest my hands over my stomach. I rub circles here and there to let the baby know I’m here for her.
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The wind wrestled my hair when I stepped out of the car. The sounds of the harsh waves against the dark rocks of the island were so loud I could barely hear my driver's words. At some point, he understood my words, letting me enter the prison.
“Mrs. Takami.” A tall man approaches me. “How have you been?” 
I smiled kindly at the man, surrounded by multiple police officers. “I’m doing alright, Best Jeanist. Thank you for taking time out of your day to come. I really appreciate it.” I then smile at the men around him. They all blushed and nodded to my acknowledgment.
“It’s not a problem. Are you sure you’ll be alright doing this?” He asks quietly.
“I do have you here with me. I trust you.” My hand rests on his extended arm, his body too tall for me to reach for his shoulder. Best Jeanist has been a good friend of mine, along with Keigo. After everything that has happened, the war with the League of Villains and their army, I have often seen the jean hero. He’s very willing to help watch over me and protect me. But once, he promised he wouldn’t tell Keigo about my secret plan for the day. “I mean, you are going to be the godfather of our child.” I rested my hand on my stomach for the tenth time that day. A habit for a pregnant woman.
The man blushed lightly under his long jean collar. “It’s ready for you this way.” He encourages me to follow him.
Standing by his side, syncing our steps, I decided to bring up some topics to push the silence away. “How has your successor been doing?” 
Best Jeanist chuckles at my words. “He’s not really my successor.” I giggle, knowing he really wasn’t. But with how attached the boy is to the hero, it’s hard to believe that he isn’t his successor. “But he is…growing.” 
I hum. “Has he picked a hero name yet?”
“He’s still having trouble with that factor.”
“So, Lord Explosion Murder – or whatever – doesn’t work? Too bad.” The boy, Katsuki Bakugo from U.A., was a delight to meet. His unnecessarily loud voice and bad manners were indeed a surprise, but he was still kind to me in the best way he could make it.
“I’ll protect you when I’m around, got it?!” He once angrily blurted out after seeing him for the first time for only an hour or so. Keigo cringed at the words and nervously whispered to me how much he didn’t like the idea of me being around him. I didn’t care what my husband said. Bakugo was a fun boy to be around.
My thoughts are soon interrupted when Best Jeanist stops in front of a door. A giant window and a view of the jail cell were by the door. The window allows the guards to keep an eye on the prisoner. Looking through the window broke my heart. All but a big white room caging the prisoner was there. No windows for the outside to peak in. No sunlight to keep the prisoners sane. 
It was traumatizing to see such a thing for a friend. 
“Here it is. Would you like me to be there with you?” The hero asks.
I shook my head silently. “It’s okay. He’s a good friend. I know he wouldn’t hurt me.” His eyes lingered on me a bit longer, as if he was debating whether to let me in by myself or not. Bless his heart for being such a good friend and trying to protect me. But I came here for a reason. And that reason is essential.
The door opens slowly, letting the bright white light from the room shine into the dark hallway. I held my stomach tightly in nervousness, silently telling my child everything would be alright. I then take a few steps into the room, listening for the door to shut loudly behind me. 
A man, with a collar trapped around his throat and his wrists tightly cuffed, was in the room; his body frozen from my appearance. The collar is a new invention to keep people from using their quirks while it’s on.
The man had white hair, just like the walls, and his skin still looked the same. Burnt skin mixed with the fresh, only holding on by the staples. His piercing blue eyes look up at my own. His eyes widened slightly at my appearance. 
His silence was devastating. Was he happy, scared, or angry to see me? With a deep inhale through my nose, I prepare to say my first words to the man in a year. 
“Hey, Touya. It’s good to see you.” My smile was gentle, telling him that I wanted to see him. That I’m here for him. 
“Why…are you here?” He asks, still frozen in his spot on his white-covered bed. Everything in the room was white, besides the flesh on the man himself. White prison clothes, that actually looked pretty comfy, covered his scarred body. 
I decided to risk it, taking a few steps forward. I was now only one step away from him. “It’s been a long time. And…well, I wanted to bring you news.” 
He followed my hand, resting on my stomach, noticing the news. Before he knew it, I was sitting beside him on the bed. He flinched at the contact of my arm brushing against his, and he scooted a little away from me. 
I quickly grab hold of his arm, his eyes staring at the contact. “It’s okay, Touya. I trust you.”
“Why? I’m a villain. You know what I did to people.” He scowls.
“Like any other villain.” I giggle, softly letting go of his arm to give him space. “We were friends as kids, you know. Practically siblings, with how much I spent at your house. Don’t you remember?”
He avoided looking at me entirely. “Touya is dead.” He says without hesitation. “I’m Dabi. A villain with no feelings and no care in the world.” The way he turned to look at me with those cold, dead eyes sent a shiver down my spine.
But I wouldn’t give up. 
My eyebrows screwed together out of frustration at his lack of participation. This was certainly not how I thought it would go. “Give me your hands,” I demand, reaching out for them. He didn’t try to pull away
when I grabbed his cold, calloused hands, watching what I would do. Although his wrists were closely stuck together, I managed to put one of his hands flat against my stomach. 
The way life was brought back to his eyes in a quick moment made me want to tear up. “What the–” He protested, trying to pull his hands away. I used what little bit of quirk I had to keep him there. My quirk had weakened with the baby almost on the way, but my strength was still there. He couldn’t get away with my quirk, my strength overpowering his. 
“Don’t you get it?” He growls. “You shouldn’t be here! You shouldn’t be close to me–” His words were stopped when a sudden dull pain was felt in my stomach. A kick from my baby girl. He looked at his hand with widened eyes, too shocked to process what he had just felt.
“I think she likes you.” I smile at him. 
His posture was immediately relaxed as he scooted himself an inch closer to me. He was now intrigued by the baby in my stomach. “...She…?” He finally spoke.
“Yeah. It’s a girl.” My eyes started to tear up. It was a miracle watching the villain in front of me grow as a person. The way he relaxed his hand as he gently moved his hand just a bit to feel my stomach. Like he was searching for another kick. “She’ll be your niece.” Why wouldn’t she be? This man was my best friend, like an older brother, when we were kids. Not a day without seeing him smile and laugh with me back then. 
“This isn’t okay.” He says, still refusing to take his hand away from the baby bump. 
“Touya, what isn’t okay is to not be in my child's life,” I argue, determined to show him how much he is loved. 
“But why? Why do you care so much? After everything I’ve done….” He whispers.
“Because…I know it is still good for you. You can be helped and cured in a way where you can go back to your old life. Where you can go find someone to love and maybe even have a family.” I hold his hand gently. “Because this life right here and now…it isn’t you. I mean, look at you! You’re practically connecting with my baby right now!”
He stayed quiet. His eyes squinted as he thought about my words. “I want you to be the uncle my daughter has never had. Someone she can look up to. Someone you can protect.”
I hugged him tightly after those words, letting my tears freely fall. Silence took over as I felt him rest his chin on my shoulder. He was embracing my warmth.
“...Is it Keigo’s…?” He asks, his voice half muffled from behind me. 
I nod, letting him go and wiping away the stray tears. “Yeah. we got married.” I lift my hand to show him the ring.
“How far along are you?” 
“Seven months. Coming into eight.”
“Damn. And you're still strong as hell.” He comments.
I giggle loudly. “Oh, stop! I’ve definitely gotten weaker because of this child.”
A genuine smile spread on his face as he softly observed me. “Does he know you're here?” He glances at the two-way mirror next to the door. We were unable to look at the people on the other side. 
I glance at the window as well. “No. He doesn’t know I’m here. He would never allow me to see you, especially while pregnant.”
He chuckles. “Overprotective much?” He sarcastically says. “That’s good. You're someone worth protecting. Especially that child.” He nods to my stomach.
“And I’ll be sure to visit you with her. She’ll be delighted to see you.” I smile once more.
He went quiet after I said that. His thoughts went wild as he stared at my stomach. “No… I’ll visit you as soon as I have spent my time here.”
My heart beats faster at the excitement building up in my system. “P-promise?” I ask.
He smiles again, my heart almost exploding at the beautiful sight. “Promise.”
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Bonus:
“I’m home!” Keigo yells out when he walks through the front door. A rare sight to see as he usually goes through the window or balcony door. 
I walk out of our room, my comfy clothes hugging my body. “Welcome home, Hun! How was work?”
“Same as usual.” He sighs. “How was Mirko? Did she protect you?”
I giggle. “Of course! It was a blast with her. Oh, let me run a warm shower for you.” I turn to go down the hallway, a smirk playing on my lips. He has no idea…
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siyallater · 6 months
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no, you don't understand, I LOVE Declan Lynch. In trc we see the duality of the way Ronan perceives him and the brother he actually is. But in cdth we get to actually see Declan. you don't understand, he was researching how to be a parent when he realized now he has to be one. he made Ronan have a routine because it's beneficial (and Ronan says he hates it, but you can see it's working). and he's taking care of Mathew, and yes, Mathew was created to love everyone, but also, it's so easy for him to genuinely love Declan. and he's the fake brother. and he never felt actually loved. and he's still doing all of it because he loves his brothers and can't fathom being a bad parental figure. You don't understand he's sacrificing his life, his prospects, his personality just so that his brothers are being as safe as possible. you don't understand, he's constantly being mistreated by his father (even after his death), people at work, his own brother for the dullness that he's keeping as a weapon for making them safe. you don't understand he's having all these emotions, and desires, and he's egocentric like an actual person. But he keeps the real Declan on a leash because he loves his brothers. you don't understand, I'm going to throw up
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sanzosin · 1 year
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But as what cost ,Varric...at what cost? 
I have little bit returned to the Dragon Age hell. DA2 was actually my most favourite part...the characters felt like a tight highly dis-functional family...
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