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aheckinmess · 1 month

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A Girl Worth Fighting For [Enji] (Fluff)

(One-Shot 5/? in a collection of My Hero Academia one-shots posted regularly on Saturdays.)

Read on AO3.

Tags: Enji x OC, Endeavor x OC, Enji Todoroki, Endeavor, Enji Being a Good Papa, Expecting OC, Expectant Parents, OC Cleans the House and Rocks Out, Also There's Cat in This Story

Word Count: 1,142 words

Summary: After a long day of cleaning and taking care of the Todoroki estate, Ichijiku falls asleep. When Enji returns home, she finds that he’s brought her inside so she doesn’t get sunburnt.

Author's Note: From what I've seen, Enji isn't exactly a favorite among the fandom, but I'm a sucker for a redemption/atonement arc so he's one of my favorites. Of course I had to write some cute fanfiction for him! I hope it's as fun for you to read as it was for me to write it!

Ichijiku (Tigress)

Imagine Dragons blasts through the speakers as I dance through the kitchen with my broom. With the house to myself, I don't have the fear of being judged for the way I twirl around and wiggle my hips to the rhythm.

"You are my Monday, you're the best day of the week..." I belt the lyrics, not even caring that I mess up half of them as I grab a few snack wrappers from the counter to toss.

The soft sound of my cat's indignant chirp interrupts my singing session as Fauna hops on the dining mat. Her orange eyes blink up at me expectantly.

"Beaaan! You know the rules. Come on, off the mat." I set my broom aside and shoo her away. "Are you hungry? Huh? Is that it?" I could have sworn I just filled her food bowl.

Sure enough, when I reach her food bowl, it's nearly full. I crinkle my nose at her and pick her up, giggling at her unimpressed expression as I pet her back.

"You silly baby, you still have food and water!" I smother her in kisses, inciting her to flick her tail around. "You brought this on yourself, you know. I don't know what you want! Would you like a treat? Do you want to play?"

She just mewls and wriggles, trying to escape. Thus sure she doesn't want cuddles, I offer her a treat before setting her down and then pulling out her favorite string toy.

After a few rounds of unleashing my inner creature of prey for my cat's entertainment and we're both pooped. I giggle and scratch her ears before leaving her to sleep in favor of brainstorming a plan for what needs cleaning next. In the meantime, I send Enji a text.

I miss youuuu! It reads.

I pocket my phone, looking impatiently at the front door. He's never early on Thursdays, but a wife can dream. I wait a moment or two before sighing and turning my attention to the window looking into our massive backyard. Everything seems clean at least. I don't know that there's anything else to do for today except to start dinner whenever Enji replies.

Outside, sunlight paints our Pagoda tree in heavenly light. Our two Sakura trees arch up in a protective shroud around the water fountain and bird bath. Flower blossoms, vibrant and lively, reach up to the sky for their energy and nourishment. With my ice quirk, feeling the warmth of the sun in the garden is the closest I get to Enji when I miss him.

I smile, padding into the bedroom to grab my most recent book. After stopping by the closet to get my eno, I head outside and string it up. As expected, the sun shrouds me in the warmth I miss from my husband as my phone vibrates in my pocket.

I'll be home soon. Is Enji's response, making me grin and tuck further into my hammock, now able to more fully focus on the story in my hands.

I make it through two chapters before I yawn in the summer heat. Slipping a bookmark between the pages, I turn on my side and close my eyes. Just a little relaxation and hopefully it'll be time for Enji to head home.

. . . . .

Warmth still blankets me when I open my eyes again, but instead of laying in my hammock, Enji cradles me in his arms. I blink and yawn up at him, noticing his damp hair and blue eyes first and foremost while my dreams skirt the edge of my mind and flutter away.

"I'm sorry you found out this way." I whimper involuntarily, before realizing I've said it and rubbing my eyes to hide my blush.

"I've returned home, Ichan. Did you rest well?" He leans over and kisses my forehead, thankfully dismissing my sleepy outburst.

I relax my arms and shut my eyes again, sighing as peace lightens the sleepiness in my chest.

"It was so nice." I purr, wrapping my arms around his neck to pull my ear closer to his beating heart. "I'm sorry I didn't get dinner ready. I meant to start preparing it before you headed home so it would be ready when you got here."

"No need to apologize, Ichan." He chuckles. "You've got reason to sleep. You've got our child growing in your womb. That takes energy." His hand rubs up and down over my belly.

Awe and happiness flood me again, even though we've been expecting the new addition for a couple months now. I place my hand over his and move in tandem, soaking up the intimate moment. Probably won't get times like this as often when the baby comes.

"I know." I hum. "But I still feel bad."

"Don't. In fact, I'd have let you stay asleep out there longer, but with your sensitivity to heat I was worried you'd get sunburnt."

"Well aren't you a softie?" I giggle.

"Only for you." He smirks, before sitting up a little more against the couch arm. He's quiet for a bit before he speaks up again. "Do you think it'll be a boy or a girl?"

"Mm, I don't know. According to my college bio professor, there's a 51% chance it'll be a boy. So the odds are slightly more in his favor." I smile. "Do you have a preference, Enchan?"

"I don't mind so long as they have both of our quirks." He comments.

"Aw, come on. That can't be all you have a preference for. I know your ambitions, but I know you'll love him or her regardless of their quirk."

"Of course I will." He agrees.

"Then, if you could choose, would you rather it be a boy or a girl?"

He's quiet for a while, hand still steadily caressing my belly.

"I'd prefer both for different reasons." He says. "I'd enjoy having a boy that I can relate to and teach things that my dad never got to teach me. And honestly, I hope they have your feisty attitude for a challenge."

"My feisty attitude?" I laugh. "Just mine?"

"Our feisty attitude then." He rolls his eyes, but grins. "And honestly, I would love having a little girl just like you to dote on...remind me what I'm fighting for. What about you?"

"I hope whatever they are, they have your eyes." I state simply. "You might think it's silly or simple, but it's one of my favorite features about you. It captures most of your personality and reminds me of everything I love about you. I want to look at my kids and be reminded that you're mine, and they're the physical evidence of that."

He doesn't say anything, but instead shifts around a bit. When he's finally settled, it's with his head on my belly and his arms wrapped around my waist.

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eruden-writes · 1 year

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Slow Burn - Part 10 (Endeavor x OC)

WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR CURRENT CANON STORY. TITLE SUBJECT TO CHANGE.

Also available on AO3!

Summary: Months have passed since the war. The heroes won, but there’s still rebuilding efforts to be completed. And not just buildings and cities.

Maemi Ono is one therapist, among many from her US-based agency, who is chosen to treat Class 2-A (previously Class 1-A) as a group and Dabi, of the former League of Villains, individually. However, with the war still fresh in his head and suspicions high, Endeavor isn’t so sure Miss Ono’s intentions are entirely as good as they seem.

When Maemi’s past rears its head, will it prove Endeavor correct? Or will it pull Maemi further into Endeavor’s orbit?

x x x

Chapter 9 Recap:

As in the past, Endeavor felt like he had better options at his disposal. Turning his attention back to Maemi, who watched him with a smile that just barely refrained from being knowing, he sighed, “Alright, let’s go.”

Her smile broadened, a hint of relief flickering in her eyes. He tried not to take too much enjoyment in that. His bruised ego and trampled boundaries still ached, but it was hard not to feel some sense of relief in leaving the establishment.

As the two gathered their things and beat a hasty retreat through the club, neither could shake the feeling the night was heading somewhere neither had anticipated. Though both were eager to see where this option took them.

Chapter 10: The Night Continues

Out on the street, away from the nightclub, Maemi and Endeavor fell into a companionable silence. The sidewalks were crowded with people and bright neon lights overhead blazed, the area of the city rather exuberant for nightlife. She followed close to his side, not exactly having to fight the crowds since most people seemed to give the man a wide berth.

As they aimlessly walked, Maemi considered what offerings they had. Restaurants, karaoke lounges, bars, night clubs, niche cafes. A sidelong glance to Endeavor had her picturing - or trying to picture - him in the different settings.

Night clubs were, obviously, a no-go. Restaurants were too date-y. Bars, Maemi was disinterested in. And she didn’t want to even attempt singing.

As Maemi sought another destination, Endeavor’s thoughts rumbled down a similar - albeit separate - route. While they had left together, there was no indication she wanted to remain in his company. He had done his ‘role’ and saved her from the tedious social situation. Now, what exactly was he supposed to do? If they went their separate ways, it almost felt like a waste of a night.

Finally, something of interest caught Maemi’s eye. In her excitement, she grabbed at Endeavor’s arm, completely missing the tension that suddenly shot up his spine. “Oh, how about we go to a barcade? That looks fun.”

Drawn from his own thoughts, Endeavor focused on where Maemi pointed. Down the street, a sign flashed The Token Barcade, under which hordes of people seemed to be entering or exiting an entry point. From inside, flashing lights and a cacophonic orchestra of chiming and delighted laughter leaked out the door. His eyebrows furrowed as his gaze swung back to her. “How is that any less chaotic than a club?”

“The point of clubs is drinking and dancing,” Maemi answered, dropping his arm and walking toward The Token Barcade. She threw a grin back at him, motioning toward her destination with a hand. “Here it’s about arcade games!”

“And drinking,” Endeavor observed as they got closer to the establishment. A number of patrons were leaving with beer bottles in hand and there was an obvious bar, where crowds flocked, opposite the gaming area. There was even a sign out front displaying drink specials, all of which were alcoholic.

“And drinking.” Maemi admitted with a shrug, glancing at the sign as if it were a trivial offering. “But it’s more about the games. And there’s also less of an intent to hook-up here.”

At that, she scrunched her nose a little. It was hard to accept drinks when you knew the offer came with hopeful strings attached. Plus, the amount of horny on a dancefloor was nearly suffocating. Even if someone had sexual aspirations at an arcade, there was enough general amusement and fun to disperse it.

Something clicked into place in his head and, before he could stop himself, he said, “So you’re sex-repulsed.”

Maemi froze, turning wide eyes to Endeavor. That expression made him want to bite his tongue off, convinced he had said something wrong, before a slow smile spread over her lips and laughter spilled from her. “Who taught you that phrase?”

“Hawks.” Well, and his therapist. Both had breached the subject of different sorts of sexualities when talking to Endeavor. The latter mostly in regards to the pro-hero understanding himself as, well, himself and not steeped in being Number One.

“I’m not sex-repulsed, I’m just not into hook-ups. I like to know the people I crawl into bed with.” She gave another shrug, that amused smile still tilting at her lips. Of all the things to hear out of the dour-looking Endeavor’s face, it was not that. She paused, considering other implications of her own statement, and added with a wave of her hand, “Or wherever the fucking happens.”

Hearing her say ‘fucking’ gave him pause. A subtle sensation raced down his spine and he squinted against the sensation. He tried not to think of the possible non-traditional places Miss Ono had experience fucking at.

“Anyway, want to treat a lady to some arcade games?” Maemi turned toward him, her hands clasped behind her back as she leaned forward a little. Another shot of amusement had her smile twitching. There was a slight jitter to his gaze, she noticed, as he fought looking at her decolletage on display. Maemi knew she shouldn’t tease him like that, but it was a little funny to watch the #1 Pro-Hero flounder. Even if it was hard to catch.

Saving himself the hassle, Endeavor averted his gaze from her. After throwing a dismal look into the packed arcade, Endeavor growled, “No.”

“Ugh, fine. I’ll pay for myself.” Maemi waved her hand dismissively at him as she started into the barcade. It was unspoken, but there was an invitation - or even an expectation - for him to remain in her company. Likewise, there was the same amount of allowance for him to leave her be and do his own thing. Although, she did shoot a grin over her shoulder and added, “I’d feel bad for taking advantage of your generosity when I beat you.”

That was all it took to get Endeavor’s feet moving from the sidewalk, over the threshold of the establishment, with eyes narrowed. “When did I say I was going to play?”

“Oh, so not even going to try.” Maemi turned toward a gaggle of machines, where others were buying plastic cards to load money onto. “That’s fine. Know your limits.”

His eyes narrowed as Maemi’s smile grew, though she didn’t look at him. She was goading him, he knew it. Which meant it should have been easy to ignore the competitive itch that crawled across him.

But it wasn’t. Especially as she tilted an ‘innocent’ gaze at him, her smile twitching a little larger. He couldn’t even imagine what she sensed on him. Suspicion, competitiveness, annoyance? It didn’t really matter, in the end.

He pulled his wallet out of his pocket, ignoring the triumphant smile Maemi flashed him from his peripheral. “Fine. I’ll play one game.”

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It was not one game.

It turned into three, then five, then Endeavor stopped keeping track.

Now, he found himself playing Boogie Boogie Uprising - the most ludicrous name for a game - next to Maemi.

For her part, Maemi was just testing just how ridiculous of a game she could convince Endeavor to partake in. Thus far, she’d managed to get him to play skeeball, air hockey, a shooting game, and a motorcycle racing game complete with fake bike. Each sight of Endeavor complying and moodily staring at the games had been etched forever into her memory.

Not to mention the moments when he had to adjust his strength, so as not to break the flimsy plastic joysticks or buttons. Honestly, she was lucky he hadn’t hurt her during air hockey, but his attention was split through their rounds.

Although, she was a little shocked that he agreed to BBU.

Once the game warmed up, both players following the arrows on screen with the corresponding arrows of the platform, Maemi realized his agreement made sense. The game was straightforward. Stomp your foot down on the indicated arrows to the beat of the song. For a man whose career was making split-second decisions, without a guarantee they were the correct one, this game barely registered as a threat.

For herself, on the other hand, she realized it was a poor choice. Namely because of the dress she wore slipping up with every movement and the bra she wore wasn’t exactly the best for bouncing around. Thankfully, she did have the foresight to remove her heels, before she fumbled about on the platform.

Of course, that ended up being her ultimate undoing.

Just as they neared the end of the song, her stockinged foot slipped on the smooth plastic of the platform. She yelped, the world fumbling out from under her as she fell. Her heart jerked, realizing she tumbled toward her opponent. Caught between the instinct to catch herself and the embarrassment of grabbing onto Endeavor, Maemi faltered.

At her yelp, however, Endeavor turned. There was no hesitance or even calculation. He simply caught her with one arm before she faceplanted onto the platform or himself. Maemi’s own arms finally moved, one grabbing onto his bicep as he curled his arm around her upper back and the other bracing itself against his chest.

An awkward laugh fell from Maemi as she slowly got more stable footing under her. The discordant chimes of missed steps filled the air as the BBU game flashed red. Heat flared over Maemi’s cheeks, her body immensely aware of where Endeavor touched her. She ignored the warmth as exertion from the game as she mumbled, “Sorry.”

She was also extremely aware of the eyes on them. People who recognized Endeavor and were being nosey, taking photos or videos. Or - stars forbid - recognized her as the random woman he kissed during the whole Floral Perv fiasco. Maemi could only imagine the potential shitstorm on the horizon, but part of her wanted to ignore it, act like it wasn’t brewing.

After all, other than a couple obnoxious busybodies, they weren’t being watched that closely. Well, as far as she knew. And if they had been under such scrutiny, Endeavor likely would have put an end to this outing.

Endeavor inclined his head to her, raising an eyebrow at her apology. He also fought to ignore the feel of her hands on him, grappling at his arm and bunching his shirt in between her fingers, given the situation. Despite his stern expression, Maemi caught the slightest hint of amusement from him. Very, very slight. “Are you trying to cheat?”

If it hadn’t been for that hint of amusement she sensed, Maemi might have feared he was serious and displeased.

“No!” Regardless, the accusation made her push off his chest, blush flaring as she stood straight. With an indignant point to her feet, she added, “My stockings are slippery!”

“Uh-huh.” A little more amusement from him, she realized, as he looked away from her. There was something enjoyable about seeing the woman flushed and unbalanced, but he didn’t focus on it. Instead Endeavor nodded toward the screen. Despite the litany of missed steps in the end, victory was announced. “Looks like I won anyway.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Maemi snorted, waving her hand as she sat down on the platform to put her heels back on. “I won all the air hockey matches.”

He couldn’t bite back a retort to that. The only reason Maemi won at air hockey so many times was seeing her leaning over the table - coupled with the little surprised gasps or triumphant whoops - was infuriatingly distracting.

Although, he didn’t need to fess up to his distraction. Maemi was fairly aware of her low-cut of her dress’s neckline and the effect it had on others, especially when she leaned over. Perhaps it was a little underhanded, but given his absurd talent for games, she was willing to take whatever advantage she could.

“Remind me, how many games have I won?” Endeavor cooly asked as he shoved on his shoes, just as Maemi got to her feet, hefting her purse to her shoulder.

With a roll of her eyes, she gave a dramatic groan, “Too many.”

“Isn’t that the point? To win?” Straightening from his stoop, his shoes firmly black on, Endeavor crossed his arms over his chest.

At that, Maemi made a face, waving her hand around as she spoke, “Yeah, but you’re supposed to be an old fuddy duddy that’s bad at them.”

Endeavor made a humming sound which, given his size and general demeanor, came off more like a mild growl. “Jumping to unfounded assumptions sounds like a you problem.”

Despite herself, Maemi could feel her lips curling in amusement. She wondered if he’d also picked up ‘sounds like a you problem’ from Hawks, just like ‘sex repulsed.’

“Of course, because anyone would guess you were good at arcade games,” Maemi snorted as they both made their way from the game, much to the relief of some lingering patrons wishing to play.

To that, Endeavor couldn’t disagree. They’d had enough lingering eyes on them for him to be aware his presence was an anomaly at the barcade. Not to mention the not-very-sneaky photos being snapped of him. Given his line of work, he was used to candid photos, although it seemed a little more frequent in the current setting.

Likely for the very thing Maemi just mentioned. Arcade games were not something the average civilian could picture Endeavor doing.

Falling into a companionable silence - as much as they could, given the environmental chaos - the two wandered between the games. Endeavor waiting for the next challenge Maemi threw his way while she surveyed the other options.

Instead of a game suggestion, Maemi prompted him with a different question, “So, more enjoyable than the night club?”

“It’s not awful, I’ll grant it that.” At least the barcade gave him things and goals to focus on. Had he spent the whole night at the nightclub, he’d had sullenly sat at a table or been coaxed onto the dancefloor. Which might not have been bad, but certainly not as… comfortable as the one-on-one time with Miss Ono.

Tension looped through his arms at that thought. He shouldn’t be this comfortable around her, should he? She was counseling two of his children. Of anyone not in his family, she was aware of the things he had done. The trauma he had caused and, by extension, how his actions had gotten countless killed. Guilt and self-deprecation swirled through him.

Hazarding a sidelong glance to the woman, he found Maemi squinting up at him. Suddenly, he felt like a bug under a microscope, knowing she’d sense whatever he felt. How far, how clearly, she could, he had no idea.

In truth, Maemi couldn’t exactly pinpoint what was going on with Endeavor’s feelings. A mild enjoyment, flanked by something that tasted like blame and disgrace. They weren’t exactly connected, the positive and negative. Still, she faintly wondered what she had done to trigger the shameful feelings.

The calculating expression eased when Maemi realized he was looking at her. For now, she wanted to reclaim the delight of the night. It was turning out far more enjoyable than what Aria had planned. “Well then, let’s find something utterly terrible to put you through.”

“Why?” He balked, a frown curving sharply over his lips. Despite his expression, Maemi didn’t catch onto any dread. Mostly a little curiosity, vague and watered down as was the norm for Endeavor.

“I want to know how far your patience extends,” Maemi answered, an impish smile and teasing tone in her voice.

To Endeavor, that sounded understandable. People always wanted to try his patience, see how far until he cracked. Usually as a source of retribution or to reaffirm he was truly as bad as expected. But Maemi didn’t have that kind of tone to her voice. Her challenge was different, somehow. He stared at her, uncertain of how to process her words.

As Endeavor struggled to understand why Maemi’s words struck differently than others, her eyes landed on a potential option. With a flourish of her arm, she pointed to a far corner of the barcade, which was somewhat dimmer than the other areas. “Oh, that!”

“What?” Endeavor blinked, tilting his gaze in the direction of her pointing finger.

He barely had time to register what she was pointing at, before her arms snaked around his arm. A jolt shot up his arm and he swallowed against the sudden heat. Tugging the man toward the new source of playful torment, Maemi laughed, “Let’s try the photo booth!”

#bnha endeavor #bnha enji #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #enji todoroki fanfic #endeavor fanfic #endeavor x oc #enji todoroki x oc #maemi ono #maemi #bnha oc #mha oc #just putting a couple of awkward adults through silly situations #ugh this was so hard to write :'(

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fatkish · 1 month

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I can’t get this idea out of my head so I’m gonna share it and feel free to use it. We know that Heteromorphs (people with mutant quirks) can have a very diverse appearance and abilities. Well my idea is kinda NSFW-ish, so here it is: a living armor quirk. Basically the character has a shapeshifting and transformation ability that allows them to become a living bodysuit that can protect whoever wears them. For example: if someone was wearing them, the wearer could ask the character to grow wings so they can fly. Since the character would have to be touching the skin of whoever is wearing them it can get kinda steamy.

The character is basically made up of microscopic wires and strings that weave together to make up their body. These wires can be bulletproof, fireproof and other proofs but it would depend on how healthy they are in mind, body and spirit. If they’re sick for instance, they won’t be able to hold themselves together enough to protect the wearer. The character can control each individual microscopic wire and re-weave them around the wearer’s body. The reader would of course need to eat and drink just like anybody else but their body is evolved to digest quickly and turn excess food and nutrients into energy. (So basically they don’t need to shit as much, since any excess materials they consume are quickly broken down and stored as fat or excess wire for when they take on damage and need to repair themselves)

The NSFW part and the part i can’t stop thinking about is how heroes who have the character as a sidekick would more than likely wear the character as opposed to their hero suits.

Imagine Aizawa learns about this character and decides that having them transform into a suit for him would be time saving and more practical. This would mean that Aizawa would only wear the absolute bare necessities since the character only has so much wire to work with. This also means that the character can feel every part of the wearer’s body. Which means the character can feel Aizawa’s dick and has to wrap themselves around it to support it. Now Aizawa could wear his regular suit over the character and just use them as an added layer of protection.

Or Endeavor hears about this character and decides that they would be perfect for him. We all have seen how big he is in height and musculature. This would mean the character has more space to cover making the suit thinner compared to someone like Aizawa. Now since the character has the ability to be fireproof Endeavor’s flames won’t hurt them but they can get really hot. (Imagine if endeavor had the character become a jockstrap or cup like article to help hide his bulge)

Or how about Dabi? What if he had the character act as a second layer of skin? Overtime the character would be able to build up a resistance to Dabi’s flames kind of like exposure therapy. Now Dabi basically wears them all the time since they help keep him from burning his skin.

And what about Edgeshot? With his quirk the reader would be the perfect sidekick (or should I say sidestick) literally, because the reader would be worn by him and literally be as his side.

Basically I’m a horny mess and I just want hot dudes to use me

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mintshrooom · 6 months

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Fuyumi’s scary girlfriend🦂(Fuyumi X Miyuki)

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #boku no hero art #digital art #fuyumi todoroki #mha fuyumi #bnha fuyumi #mha endeavour #bnha endeavour #todoroki enji #enji todoroki #bnha oc #mha oc #bnha original character #bnha oc x canon #my hero academia enji

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plimchi · 6 months

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fantasy AU or something, for Halloween?

#bnha #enji #my art #endme #selfship #oc x canon #enji todoroki #menma #my oc #fantasy au

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pandajaye · 2 years

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Todoroki Family Chronicles

Ivy: How you feeling, baby? *kisses Enji’s forehead, handing him some tea*

Enji: Much better. *sips the tea* Thank you.

Ivy: You’re welcome. I’m glad you feel better, but I hate that you missed your birthday because you were sick.

Enji: It’s fine, honey, really. I’m just more of an old man than I was last year.

Ivy: Doesn’t matter how old you are, you still deserve to be celebrated. The kids wanna take you out to dinner.

Enji: They do?

Ivy: Mhm. They believe you deserve to be celebrated, too. What do you think?

Enji: Well… I-

Fuyumi: *opens the bedroom door* Daddy’s awake! Come on!

Enji: What’s this?

Ivy: I don’t know, let’s see.

Touya: *carrying a cake* Happy birthday, Dad!

Fuyumi: Happy birthday, Dad!

Shoto: Happy birthday, Dad!

Natsuo: Happy birthday, Dad! You’re old.

Enji: *sigh* Thank you, kids. *holding the cake so the kids can climb on the bed* Where did you get this from? Is it a strawberry shortcake?

Fuyumi: Yep! Me and mom made it.

Shoto: I helped!

Natsuo: Hey, me too!

Touya: And me!

Enji: Oh really?

Ivy: Me and Yumi made the cake, the boys licked the utensils and washed dishes.

Enji: Ohhhh. Now that I believe.

Shoto: Light the candles already!

Enji: Alright, alright. *ignites his finger, lighting the four candles on the cake*

Ivy and the kids: Haaaappy biiiiirthdaaaayyyy tooo youuu. Haaaappy biiiiirthdaaaayyyy tooo youuu. Haaaaappy biiiiirthdaaaayyyy dearrrrr Daaaaddyyyyy. Haaaaappy biiiiirthdaaaayyyy tooo youuuuuuu.

Ivy: Make a wish!

Natsuo: Yeah, dad. Make a wish!

Enji: *closes his eyes to make a wish then opening them again and blowing out his candles*

Ivy and the kids: YAAAAAY!!

Enji: Thank you all so much. Group hug!

Ivy: *grabs the cake and sets it aside to hug Enji and the kids*

Kids: *crawl close for the hug*

Enji: I love you all so so so so much.

Fuyumi: We love you, too.

Boys: Yeah!

Ivy: Very very much. *kisses him*

Enji: Thank you, baby. Now, who wants sushi for dinner?

Kids: I do! I do! I do!

Enji: Then go get ready. Baths for all of you cause WHEW! *shooing them away*

Shoto: Hey! I don’t stink!

Enji: You’d be surprised with what comes out of those little armpits. Go bathe.

Shoto: Fiiiiiiiine. *leaving with his siblings*

Ivy: *trying not to laugh* You didn’t have to expose him like that.

Enji: But I can. Cause it’s my birthday. *looking smug*

Ivy: *rolls her eyes* Yeah, yeah. You’re the birthday boy. I love you, sweetie.

Enji: I love you, too, baby. *pulls her in for a kiss*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ENJI!!!! 🎉🎂🥳🎈🎊🎁😘

#endeavor #enji todoroki #enji x black!oc #enji x black!reader #enji x reader #bnha #mha #todoroki family chronicles #bnha au #endeavor x black!oc #endeavor x black!reader #endeavor x reader #enji #ivy todoroki #fuyumi todoroki #touya todoroki #shoto todoroki #natuso todoroki

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lily-de-wakabayashi · 5 days

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New drawing with my Night-Fire Shipping! Enji Todoroki/Endeavor, from "My Hero Academia", and Azure Bourgeois/Nuit, my OC 🔥❤️🌌

In this scene, Azure helps Enji sleep by cradling him in her arms, during the events after the battle where it's discovered that Dabi is actually Toya Todoroki. Since that revelation, Enji hasn't been able to sleep without having nightmares but Azure somehow manages to keep his demons away from him for a while ❤️‍🔥. I have already developed this in my fanfic "No digas que me amas", written in Spanish and published on my Wattpad, Ao3 and FanFiction accounts.

I did the sketch of this drawing last year, but I kept putting off coloring it again and again because different scenes with these two kept coming to my mind, until I finally ran out of new ideas and was able to dedicate myself to do this. It took me a lot of work to fix the preliminary mistakes, especially in Azure, which I still don't like how it turned out but it was the best I could get 😭. Anyway...

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solarwindswriting · 1 year

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MY HERO ACADEMIA Heros and Villians MASTERLIST

LAST UPDATED 11/30/2022

Enji Todoroki (Endeavor)

Unholy - Enji Todoroki (Endeavor) x PopStar!Reader

Warnings: Playful hitting, alcohol consumption, marriage affair Summary: Inspired by Unholy By Sam Smith and Kim Petras. As promotion for their newest album, Y/n revealed a mysterious hint at one of the songs true meanings. Enji Todoroki starts to quietly panic at this vague reveal by the young singer. Hawks is all too ready to fan the flames of Pro Hero Endeavor’s insecurities.

Kai Chisaki (Overhaul)

Yakuza Royalty - Kai Chisaki x GenderNeutral!Reader

Part 1 / Part 2

Summary: Y/n is the only child and now head of the Y/l/n clan, the only other family still under the Shie Hassakai. Kai Chisaki and Y/n grew up together. Y/n watched as Kai constantly caused trouble ‘in the name of the Yakuza,’ and Kai watched as Y/n got praised for every little thing they did. Now, Y/n reports directly to Kai, but their familiarity causes Y/n to undermine and questions his authority, something Overhaul seems to overlook.

~OC’s ~

Layla Tran

Layla’s Masterlist - Layla Tran x Dabi, x Shigaraki

#mha #my hero academia #my hero academia x reader #enji todoroki x reader #Endeavor x reader #enji todoroki #pro hero endeavor #endeavor #kai chisaki x reader #overhaul x reader #kai chisaki #overhaul #OC #Layla Tran (Throttle)

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misheru66 · 7 months

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Endeavour

Segunda vez que dibujo a Endeavour 👀. Pero en esta ocasión fue para un art trade, si hice un montón de art trades y todavía no los subí todos XD.#

#commissions open #digital illustration #anime #digital drawing #my artwork #commissions #my hero academia #bnha #my hero acedamia #endeavor #todoroki enji #enji todoroki #art trade #self ship #oc x canon

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the-moons-ace-card · 1 year

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This is purely for laughs, I’m not implying what I believe is Endeavor’s stance on gays. Mostly because I honestly don’t know what his opinion would be. I just felt like the audio fits them well, especially for Maji. This is definitely something he would do

#kuroiro #maji #maji kuroiro #kuroiro maji #enji #todoroki #enji todoroki #todoroki enji #natsuo #todoroki natsuo #natsuo todoroki #bnha animatic #mha animatic #bnha oc #mha oc #boku no hero academia oc #my hero academia oc #oc x canon #canon x oc

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eruden-writes · 1 year

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WILL CONTAIN SPOILERS FOR CURRENT CANON STORY.

TITLE SUBJECT TO CHANGE.

Months have passed since the war. The heroes won, but there's still rebuilding efforts to be completed. And not just buildings and cities.

Maemi Ono is one therapist, among many from her US-based agency, who is chosen to treat Class 2-A (previously Class 1-A) as a group and Dabi, of the former League of Villains, individually. However, with the war still fresh in his head and suspicions high, Endeavor isn't so sure Miss Ono's intentions are entirely as good as they seem.

When Maemi's past rears its head, will it prove Endeavor correct? Or will it pull Maemi further into Endeavor's orbit?

New chapter up on AO3! ;P

#Ao3 #ao3 endeavor #endeavor x oc #maemi ono #enji todoroki x oc #fanfiction

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zios-todoroki-999 · 6 months

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Zios: 1,85 Damián: 1,66

Damián Has Daddy issue? Yes, A Daddy issue bigger than All Might🤣↓

Zios is a daddy's boy? YES, a mommy and daddy's boy at heart!↓

(For Zios everyone is a friend, but for Damián that is not the case hehe)

They are in love, but they prefer to keep it private

(be careful, they are faithful to each other, don't get confused)

Note: Zios is a faithful believer in marriage (that's why I introduce Damian to his parents because he plans to marry him).

(Postscript: Yes, Todoroki is Damian's future brother-in-law and Enji is Damian's future father-in-law)

#enji todoroki #natsuo todoroki #todoroki family #zios todoroki #fuyumi todoroki #shouto todoroki #bnha #bnha oc #touya todoroki #mha oc #all might #damián yagi #damian&zios #damizios is true love #panZios x biDamian

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noodleswithsoba-blog · 7 months

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The Bright Flame Hero: Enavant.

CW: Themes of Abuse and Trauma ahead! You have been warned!

Backstory.

One January day, Enji Todoroki welcomed his sons into the world. The tiny boys would take extremely different paths in life. The twins, Toya and Koyurei, were inseparable since birth.

Their mother, Rei, absolutely adored her twins. Finding that Koyurei was a surprise blessing. Koyurei and Toya both admired their father for different reasons.

Toya loved the idea of being the strongest hero, so his father being the second strongest ever was absolutely something worthy of admiring.

Koyurei admired how Enji always made people feel safe around him. How his flames weren't something to be scared of. Soon though, both images of their honorable father would be shattered.

In training, both boys showed promise.

Toya was specifically focused on for his great firepower, but technical skill belonged to Koyurei, who took to the Flashfire Fist techniques like second nature.

Both very talented and precocious boys, Toya and Koyurei were known as a dynamic duo during their school days. Soon enough they had a baby sister to sometimes mind after.

As such, Rei taught both boys how to take care of Baby Fuyumi. With Toya and Koyurei happily taking care of Fuyumi sometimes while Enji and Rei went on dates together.

However their happy family days were about to crash down. When Enji found out about Toya's limitation which was burning himself, he demanded that Koyurei do the same.

Koyurei did, but instead of burning, tiny ice crystals would appear and melt quickly, mixing with the smoke, but he pretended he was burnt too.

He knew it was wrong, but wanted to be with his brother. The training was too much for him. Too tiring, he wanted to play with his big brother and little sister.

Then Natsuo was born. Yet another little sibling and they took care of him with Rei and Fuyumi. With Enji stewing over his failed sons. Koyurei constantly tried to bond with his father...

Only to get a cold stare in return. Was he always like this? No, can't be. Because he used to take him to the park with Toya and they'd all have fun!

They used to collect GoRangers (MHA-ified Tokusatsu series.) and Godzilla stuff, they used to be a family. Then, one day...

"Koyurei! You thought you could hide it from me?!" he yelled, striking Koyurei so hard it made him ram into the wall. Of course Koyurei didn't know what was happening.

Until Enji loomed over him, burning bright and grinning down at him.

"You can cool yourself down! So lucky you, you get to train with your new sibling! But that doesn't mean you can't start now!"

Koyurei was stuck in training again. Grueling, harsh training being constantly pushed and shoved to have more and more firepower, more and more skill.

Rei tried to stop it, she really did. After seeing yet another bruised and burnt, also soaked Koyurei barely trudging out of the training room and passing out in him and Toya's room she decided to bring it up with her husband.

"I'm only training Koyurei, Rei. No need to worry!" he'd say, "He's just pushing himself too hard."

Yet Koyurei told his mother different every time. Over and over he cried into her arms telling her not to leave him alone with his father, that Enji hurts him over and over and all he wants is for Dad to stop and let up.

It implanted an intense fear of his father. But he soldiered on despite the fear because Rei's attempts at getting Enji to let up only made him double down.

"No son of mine will ever slack! Never waver! You think you can hide behind your mother like the child you were? Not in my house, and not here!"

When Shoto came, that's when Koyurei knew he was in for Hell. Not only would he have to watch himself, but also a baby brother. HIS baby brother.

And then Toya snapped. Launching at his mother and baby brother, screaming and crying that he was worth it too. That he should get training too. That he was still here and he just wanted Enji to...

Look at him.

Koyurei got in the way of his older brother, taking a nasty burn that scarred over because of his ice crystals. But that wasn't the end of Toya's plans.

Toya watched his little twin brother relentlessly get trained, and along with the envy came the protectiveness. It wasn't right. His brother was training and getting hurt. So little Toya came up with an idea...

"Hey! Koyu! Let's go to Dad's secret training spot and do something to surprise him! It'll be tons of fun!"

Koyurei, unsure and most likely dreading it, didn't want to but the idea of them being a family again still gave him hope.

"Okay!"

So off the brothers went, little Touya and Koyurei off on a brotherly adventure to (In Koyurei's innocent case.) Save their family and fix everything!

Only for him to wake up to Rei crying. Turns out that Toya ambushed his brother and their flames ended up burning both of them. He survived because his ice kicked in and saved him, leaving him with some burns and some skin grafting but nothing too serious.

Enji redoubled his efforts, pushing Koyurei into a harsh regiment right after school at UA, where Koyurei had the reputation as one of the most mysterious people in his class.

But unfortunately, he was known as a problem child. Reckless and wild, unchecked anger and trauma being let out every time he trained.

However, Enji insisted it was just, "His passion for being a hero burns so brightly, that he wants to overachieve and impress you all!"

"Nothing but the best for my son, that's what I say!"

Over the years, Koyurei also became the Parentified Child, cooking meals and making sure his little siblings do what they had to. Koyurei had no social life and no friends, little to no interactions with the outside world, it was constant routines.

Rei saw her son slowly but surely break down. Reminding her more and more of her husband, breaking her fragile psyche from all the stress. She ended up burning Shoto while Koyurei was gone at the Endeavor Agency getting settled into his Sidekick role.

He's now alone. No brothers. No sister. No mother. Stuck in the dragon's den with his father. Yet, Koyurei picked a hero name that showed them all that his will remained unbroken...

The Bright Flame Hero: Enavant.

Forward. No more looking back. For everyone's sake. He'll burn a bright future for their family. For everyone else too!

Personality.

Koyurei is a very quiet man. He's very soft spoken and doesn't like talking very much. Although he does have his moments of former softness and even smiles from time to time.

He doesn't do interviews or photo ops or things with fans, not because it's a waste of time but because he never believes they really want to talk to him.

He does get extremely nervous and laughs a lot whenever he's in a room with his father, in most extreme cases he ends up having a full blown panic attack.

Much like his mother, he has a very kind heart but oftentimes is too scared to show it. His fans do say that Koyurei's smile is one of the purest things they've ever seen.

He does have a soft spot for younger fans though. They look up to him so he becomes Big Brother Koyurei again. So much so that his nickname for his younger fans IS Big Brother Enavant.

Koyurei is very skittish about his family. He does visit Fuyumi and Natsuo, but doesn't stick around long enough for Shoto or goes to see Rei.

There're some days where Koyurei just can't be Enavant. It's too much and he breaks down. Birthdays aren't a happy affair for Koyurei at all.

What he remembers of Sekoto Peak was etched into his mind. The look on his brother's face as he attacked him was pure joy. Koyurei also has intense nightmares.

Deep down, he's a very romantic person. He wants to be with someone who cares about him and tells him he's enough. Sometimes he reads romance manga or novels at work when things are slow.

He absolutely adores his GoRanger collection and will talk for hours about his favorite things mostly because Rei was gone and Enji didn't care, and he was too busy caring for his youngest sibling Shoto.

He doesn't like just sitting still unless he's completely calmed down. He knows how to cook, clean, and even sew.

His secret dream is to be a househusband, raising a duo of adorable children without the shadow of his father looming over him.

Quirk.

Quirk Name: Blueflame with minor Frost quirk.

Quirk Type: Emitter.

Quirk Description: Same as Dabi's quirk but with the added bonus effect of having a limit built in where frost forms on his body and melts down quickly, cooling him down.

The rapid change in temperatures might make him need to slow down. Also it makes him run unbearably hot sometimes or frigid depending on where he ended off. A more balanced temperature is normal if he doesn't use his quirk.

Love Interest.

Nemuri met Koyurei at a unwanted Girl's Night at a bar she frequented that Burnin' dragged him to. She was off duty, he was off duty, and they hit it off after Mt. Lady failed to woo him.

Koyurei doesn't drink, he drank soda the whole time. But Nemuri found him to be a refreshingly adorable change of pace. He was absolutely enamored with her.

In a way, she was what Koyurei always wanted to be. Confident and outspoken. Definitely a 'He asked for no pickles!' couple. Nemuri saw a very hurt and broken down version of Koyurei.

She fell in love with him one rainy day in April. A bad day for her birthday, turning 26 and already being snapped at for not being married or with anyone.

Only for 23 year old Koyurei to snap at the offender that she WAS with someone. After stuttering and tripping into a puddle trying to deny his feelings.

She took him back to her apartment, noting how Sushi immediately loved him. She fondly, softly dried Koyurei off and kissed him for the first time.

She busted his world wide open with her kiss and took him on a wild whirlwind. It's not that he never was brave or confident or even unlovable. She just let the seeds that were already planted grow into the sweet, passionate man she knew was deep down inside.

He fell in love first and fell harder. Nemuri fell in love second but she fell so hard it made a Midnight-Shaped hole.

#my hero academia #oc x canon #todoroki enji #dabi #original character #nemuri kayama #rei todoroki #fanfiction

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