Pov: Late Jan — Early Feb Feels Like A Fever Dream.

Family dinner

mha social media au Touya T. x gn reader

inspo

Shoto asks to stay the night in yours and Touya's apartment Todoroki family shenanigans

warnings: drugs mentioned, enji's parenting mentioned, Touya's in rehab now, idk a smidge ooc and by smidge I mean a lot but what do you expect, mention/joke Abt suicide and murder it's Touya idk what you want from me, I might write actual words inspired by this idk, watermark that I will not be removing, smau is fun why didn't anyone tell me Abt this

I laughed so hard at this I'm not lying 😭😭😭

Endeavor holding his hand out to stop Touya from poking Fuyumi and waking her up is conclusive proof that Touya has always been a menace.

𝒹𝒶𝒷𝒾'𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉.

synopsis; dabi as a father - who knew he was such a family guy?

You click the small white circle towards the bottom of your phone for just about the hundredth time, angling your phone over Dabi as he slept soundly - the white haired baby on his chest peering up at you with a gummy smile

You giggle, pocketing your phone as you reach your hand forward to ruffle your little baby boy's unruly white hair while dabi shifts in his sleep, mumbling your name before he goes slack again

"He's tired, hm?" You hum, carefully lifting the baby off of his broad chest as you lay yourself on the couch beside Dabi, pushing your baby's hair from his forehead as an adorable pair of eyes stared back at you

"We really need to cut your hair." You huff, pushing back yet another stray strand out of the baby's eyes as he babbles something - staring at his dad with a chubby, outstretched hand

Dabi's eyes flutter open - and his hands instinctively reach towards his chest which felt entirely too light - but his eyes catch onto your smiling figure as he slowly turns to you with a lazy grin

"Punk woke up before me, huh?"

As if in response to his words, the little baby in your arms lets out a gurgle of excitement with twinkling eyes - crawling towards his father as Dabi outstretches his arms to welcome him into his embrace

He nestles right onto Dabi's chest, and soon enough - you too are curling yourself against his bare skin with a content sigh, smiling when you see Dabi already looking at you

"Want another one?"

Your smile falters in surprise as you attempt to form a coherent response - sputtering out a quiet huh?! as Dabi laughs loudly

"What? He's pretty cute. Look at him chewing on my shirt - we can get another one to chew on yours so it's fair." He says casually, pulling back your son's cheeks gently from his tattered shirt at the little boy whines - latching his gummy teeth back onto Dabi's shirt the second he looks away and turns towards you

"Or maybe they'll both chew on your shirt." You mumble, huffing in embarrassment from Dabi's previous comment.

How long have you and Dabi been together? Years. Even after all this time, he can still leave you blushing wildly with his shamelessly flirtatious comments.

Dabi grins a lopsided smile, peering down at the sleepy baby on his chest as he tilts his head, staring down into the little boy's eyes

They were a pair of eyes he once hated, they reminded him entirely of his father and reflection in the mirror - oh the nights he'd spent begging silently for his baby to have your wonderful eyes. But things had changed quickly. Now, he lived to see those cerulean eyes crinkle with life and laughter. It was such a sight to see.

"He's teething. We gotta get him some sort of a chew toy I think." You say quietly, and Dabi scoffs

"Like a dog?" He smirks - and you glare at him, gently slapping his chest while trying to keep yourself from smiling

"No dumbass, like - well, I don't know." You suddenly say, a tinge of frustration clear in your tone as you look at the baby who peers back cluelessly - it's hard not to smile when he reaches forward and starts playing with your hair

"Hey...come on now, we'll figure this out." He says determined, ruffling the little boy's hair with a sharp grin "It's my baby boy, he'll be fine. Matter of fact - he'll be the best. You and me as his ma and pop? Oh, bless his soul." He teases, gently tugging on your hair in the same manner the little boy in his lap did - and you squirm with a laugh when he moves his palm further back, cradling your head and pulling on the strands with an oddly loving look in his eyes

"Ok, ok! He can barely walk - you really think he's all that though, huh?" You giggle, nudging your son's chubby cheek with a curled knuckle as Dabi rolls his eyes with a small smile, tracing circles lightly on your hip as he shrugs

"He could totally kick my ass."

"He can't even talk!"

"Sure he can! Say dad." Dabi commands, looking down at the little boy as he babbles something curiously - looking between you and Dabi with wide eyes

You giggle quietly, watching Dabi trying to get the baby to say dad over and over again - his confidence in the little baby never once diminished. Over the next couple of days, you'd catch him trying to get your son to say the word 'dad' far too many times.

You'd tease him relentlessly for it - but he'd bounce back with a cocky response, defending the white haired baby perched on his hip as he huffed and pouted.

You should've taken Dabi's stubbornness into account - his relentless nature was fueled by his determination, and your baby seemed to fall victim to this fact.

It's only a few weeks later when you're laying with Dabi in bed after putting your son down for a nap when you hear a quiet cry from his nursery - you lift your head off of his chest, but he pushed you back down gently

"I got it - go back to sleep."

After mumbling a response, you sink into the pillow and prepare to fall asleep - but Dabi's thunderous footsteps sound through the hall, and you quickly sit up in bed with confusion when you hear him yelling

"He said it! Say it again, you punk! Say it say it!"

"Dadda" the little boy gurgles, and your eyes shine with excitement as you immediately leap out of bed, running over and enveloping the pair in a hug

"Your daddy just wouldn't leave you alone, hm?!" You squeal, your son's very first words echoing through your mind as your lips pull into a toothy grin

Dabi puffs out his chest proudly - and the look of pure fulfillment on his face has you smiling harder.

His own little family - he'd finally felt the love of a real home.

"touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya touya" me and touya fans say in unison

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i wanna see something like prohero!katsuki being absolutely OBSESSED with his prohero!wife. like, to the point it’s probably a problem. if she’s on the tv dealing with a villain, he’s watching with so much intent, and it’s so intense. like as if this is a life or death situation for HIM.

if she’s in the kitchen just cooking dinner for him and the little one, he’s just looking at you with stars in his eyes. he can’t believe you’re real. i literally bet he’s thinking “wow. this is my wife. life is good.” and somehow your food is always so good, like there’s no such thing as leftovers in your household.

if shes taking care of the little one, like feeding them, he’s enamored. he’s so glad you’re the mother of his child. he thinks breastfeeding is such a beautiful thing for some reason. not to mention how you magically make the baby stop crying after he’s been trying for the past 30 minutes while you go shower.

genuinely he starts to think if he needs to go to rehab because he’s so addicted to you. when he’s seeing you fight, it’s like the world stops because you are just, so amazing at everything you do. sports, cooking, crime fighting, mothering, you name it. he thinks you’re a god at all of it.

you literally rock his world, and your the only reason why he even calms down in situations. like say you guys are at a bar while uncle izuku is babysitting the baby, and some guy walks up right next to you, piss drunk and he starts to hit on you. he goes BAT SHIT CRAZY. but you manage to calm him down with such sweet words, and you lead him towards the door of the bar. and he’s as calm as day. already forgot about it.

and so many people thought your guys relationship was problematic because of his behavioral issues, but the version people view bakugo as is COMPLETELY different from how you see him. many because he’s so clingy, sweet, and lovey to you in secret. even in public sometimes, but 70% of the time he just walking with you around with his pinkie intertwined with yours.

but to summarize it he’s completely and utterly enamored with you and you’ll never lose him. ever.

TOUCHING GRASS IS NOT ENOUGH, I NEED TO KILL ENDEAVOR MYSELF

That look in his eyes, I need to hug him so bad right now-

Clingy Touya, who’d been grouchy all day- more than usual- and you weren’t sure why. Even in the league hideout, he was acting like he didn’t want to be there, sitting in the corner with his arms crossed, shooting glances at you every so often. It wasn’t until you headed to bed and he followed you that you realized why.

Clingy Touya, who followed you to your room, snaking his arms around your waist from behind. Little did you know they’d be there all night as he followed you around your room as you got ready for bed, just walking behind you with his face nuzzled in your hair.

Clingy Touya, who made snappy retorts every time you tried to move away, his arms locked in place. He wouldn’t leave you be, he absolutely refused.

Clingy Touya, who lay behind you in bed, his arms still around your waist. You’d think he’d grow tired of the position, yet he was too busy peppering kisses on your neck and shoulder to be bothered with moving.

Clingy Touya, who fell asleep muttering about how lucky he was to have you, a rare admission saved only for nights like this when he needed you around the most. You listened to his soft breaths against the back of your neck all night, his hands twitching over your skin under your shirt, like he was trying to trace circles on your waist in his dreams too.

ik its not canon but i love to see this!!

touya who slinks himself on you, head in the crook of your neck, arms around your waist and follows you around your shared apartment while you make breakfast

evergreen

𖤓 touya todoroki smau series

it's been five years since touya stepped foot onto these campgrounds. he's older now, and maybe a little bit more mature, but the woods are just as loud and the summer nights are just as hot. you're here too, and it feels like he's seventeen again, but this time, there's nowhere to run from his feelings.

𖤓 childhood friends x lovers

𖤓 cw + notables: alcohol, weed, cussing, crude language, potential suggestiveness, tomfoolery, no y/n face claims, g/n reader, time stamps are irrelevant, will include written parts

𖤓 on going

i. meet the counselors ii. meet the campers part iii. part iv. part v. part vi. part vii. part viii. part ix. part x.