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chiosblog · 1 year
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Theme park date🎡💝
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i-know-the-best · 2 years
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Baby todoroki thinking about his big brother
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naespazas · 1 year
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Started from the bottom now we here
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lazyspidey16 · 1 year
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😂💙❤️😂💙❤️😂💙❤️
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sugarlily1 · 2 years
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Okay, but like hear me out-I can’t be The only one who saw the similarities
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nemovanilla · 1 year
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cremateyourlife · 21 days
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IM SOBBING OH MY GOD
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tsukk1 · 1 year
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i’m so normal about baby shouto and big brother touya
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heich0e · 5 months
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natsuo sits with you in the bathroom while you bathe pretty much from the very beginning of your relationship. he's a bit clingy, even so early on, but he makes no attempt to convince you otherwise. though a bit awkward at first, the routine soon becomes normal and easy: he perches on the closed lid of the toilet and chatters away about his day, or asks you about yours, as you wash away any lingering traces of the day from your skin. but something you always find a bit strange is that he never takes you up on the offer to join you, and finally (years into establishing this easy habit) you reach out with a wet hand and clutch at the sleeve of his shirt, firmly insisting this time that he get in.
he looks away, grimacing a little, a flush crawling up his throat. "oh, no," he says, shaking his head. "i'll get in once you're done, that's alright!"
you frown.
"nat," you say to him, your fingers still twisted into his shirtsleeve, clutching him tightly as though the strength of your grip might sway him. "please get in."
your insistence, though quiet, seems to make him falter. his cheeks flush even more and he hangs his head.
"...cold."
you cock your head to the side, having lost half of his sentence to the way he mumbled it. "hm?"
he peeks up at you, his lashes fluttering when he meets your gaze. his lips are pursed in the sweetest little pout, slight but still there. "i'll make the bathwater cold."
you blink for a moment as you process his words.
"you're worried... about the bathwater?"
he looks away again in embarrassment. "yeah."
he reaches up and takes the hand you have gripping his sleeve in his own, his touch cool against your bath-warmed skin. he twines your fingers together, watching raptly at the way his own hand seems to just fit with yours.
"i don't have a very strong quirk, you know that," he mumbles, his voice almost a bit shy. "but when i'm with you, it just... i can't help it. it slips out."
you already know this about natsuo. already had a conversation about it early in your relationship. he tried to explain the physiological side of things to you in terms you didn't really understand, but sensing your confusion, he then put it simply: you make my heart beat really fast, and it makes my temperature drop.
now you're used to his cold fingertips tracing along your body. used to how his tongue is always cold and slick. used to how you can sometimes see the faintest cloud of his breath on his exhales when he's panting over you in bed, or find delicate swirls of frost marks on the headboard where he was gripping it.
no. more than used to it. you like it.
"natsuo,"—you hold his hand a bit tighter, squeezing his fingers with your own—"i don't care about the bathwater."
his eyes snap up from watching where your fingers are tangled together, meeting your gaze. his cheeks are still pink, but his eyes are hopeful.
you guide his hand up to your cheek. his palm is cool against the heat you feel burning underneath your skin.
"please. get in with me?" you ask him again.
and this time he doesn't deny you—not least of all because he knows that when you've got your heart set on something you won't give up.
but he's used to that part of you, too.
(and he likes it.)
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dabislittlemouse · 11 months
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“Everyone is looking at me. Oh, so that's how it feels... If it was such an easy thing to do, then why didn't it happen sooner?!”
THATS WHAT HE SAYS HERE AND I AM REALLY NOT OKAY RN
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moodyvoid · 6 months
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New color spread for MHA Team Up Mission 39
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gardenofnoah · 6 months
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“wait, are you really scared?”
you groan into the pillow you have your face smushed into. you know you’ll have indents on your cheeks from how hard you’re holding it, but it’s either that or gorey jump scares.
“yes, touya, i’m fucking scared.”
you hear his chuckle from the other side of the couch and fight the urge to smack him with the pillow. if only it wasn’t the one thing protecting you right now.
“aw,” he coos, dripping in condescension, “poor baby. c’mere—i’ll save you.”
your snort is muffled by the fabric, but you scoot across the couch toward his voice anyway. in a rather impressive display of coordination, you manage to drag yourself up to settle on his chest—all without losing your blinder.
“there ya go,” touya murmurs, plucking the pillow from your hands. you squawk, reaching to grab it back before the next scene.
“why are you like this? give me it—“
you’re cut off by sudden darkness. you blink, and as your eyes adjust, you see much more of your boyfriend’s skin than you had just a second ago.
“touya.”
“yeah, babe.”
“i am in your shirt.”
you feel the laugh rumble under your palms. “yeah, you are.”
“why am i in your shirt?”
“would you rather watch the movie?”
“….good point.”
you don’t have to see his face to know the grin is there when he pats your head through the fabric. you rest your cheek against his sternum, settling in to his warmth. you can concede that it is much better than the pillow, especially when his fingers drag up and down your back, surprisingly soft for the dog that’s all bite. it nearly puts you to sleep until you feel him startle underneath you. against your ear, his heart kicks, fast and sudden.
“…..are you scared?”
he pokes you square in the forehead through the fabric. “of course not. shut up.”
you bite the inside of your cheek to stifle the grin, even if he can’t see it. even the roughest dogs are afraid of something.
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queenrojpag · 20 days
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MAKE ME CHOOSE ↳ @the-mother-of-lions asked: TODOBAKU or sukugo?
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naespazas · 11 months
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if dabi had a stick, he would def use it to poke baby shoto
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yugiohz · 1 year
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more todorokis
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sparkles-and-trash · 3 months
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It always kills me when Hori draws Dabi / Touya with such soft features underneat the scars and rough edges.
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He really wants us to see how he’s just a hurt person underneat it all, I’m so sure of it.
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