I Hope You Have This Mental Picture Of Me Every Time Tomura Shows Up In A New Chapter

Tbh, I am very curious about the Floatyknife story. I mean, it sounds rather cute, and I am already very invested. They would be absolutely adorable. But maybe don't make the Yuri too doomed? Like very very angsty and doom like, but at the end, they undoomed Toga from the narrative and the wedding is back on?

Just like the Beauty and the Beast with Shigadabi. I can already imagine Kurogiri as the candle holder, very fancy. Very nice. And maybe Magne as the teapot? And instead of the teacups being her children, they are her little siblings? So, literal Big Sis. And Toga is a teacup as well. So adorable. And Toya and Tomura would definitely bond over being rejected from society.

But I'd be very interested in which versions of the stories you'll base this little Au thing on? Like the Little Mermaid can either be cute and all or very traumatic.

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So, recently I’ve been thinking about doing some MHA ship fics based on some of my favorite fantasy movies/stories

Current ideas are: Tododeku based on the Little Mermaid

Shigadabi based on Beauty and the Beast

And Togachako based on Labyrinth

Is this something you guys would be interested in? These fics will be on my AO3 btw

This would be so funny for real.

But I can also imagine the immediate judgement and concern for everyone, because now it's very much clear that Dabi isn't the father... and Tomura might not even be related the the little thing.

Everyone stared at the little Naga with green scales. Their eyes traveled to Tomura and then to Dabi with an obvious glare in them. The Phoenix felt all their eyes on him and then his mate. It was painfully obvious that they weren't the parents of the egg they had taken care of all this time.

Tomura just held the little thing in his arms and against his feathery chest while the little green Naga flicked their tongue at him and curled their tail weakly around his arm. The silence around them grew thicker with every passing second. Tomura knew they had to come clean to their flock. He knew they would judge him and Dabi... they might even request Dabi and the hatchling to be thrown out.

In the end, it was Kurogiri, Tomura's caretaker, for all these years who spoke up. "So, I am guessing the hatchling isn't yours fully?" He spoke carefully as everyone could just smell the protective hormones. Tomura was spilling left and right as he held the little one.

"No, it's mine. It's my hatchling. No matter what," he hissed as he looked up to them. His shaky crimson eyes inspected all of them, and every little breath was done under watchful eyes. "I don't care what you think. They are my little one. If you have something against that, then you can leave or challenge me," he grumbled, though most of them knew the second option was not available to any of them. If there was anything Tomura was known for, then his strength and brutal fighting style, a challenge for the position of the lead would be a life or death match.

"And no, I won't send Dabi or the hatchling away. Accept that or fuck off," he hissed as he turned his back towards them to give his newly hatched baby some space and privacy from their eyes.

Dabi took that as his cue to throw them all out, which he managed to do after some arguing with Kurogiri and other members. Some wanted to stay to see the hatchling, others criticized their choice to steal or just adopt a Naga egg and some even begged Dabi to talk sense into his mate since that Naga would be their death later.

After he had restored peace, he turned to Tomura. "We are keeping it?" He asked a little unsure. He knew they could have taken care of another harpy... but a Naga? That's a little much for first-time parents like them.... and not even talking about what this meant for their flock. The lies and betrayal were obvious.

"Yes... and don't call them it." He instructed his mate as he turned to him with the little one against his chest. He had taken the time to clean their face, body, and scales. Now they were a pretty, dull dark green. "Here, our... little one," he whispered as he kissed their head while trying his very best to keep their cool body warm against his.

Dabi would be lying if he said this wasn't charming in any way. He knew the concerns and danger... but right now, it seemed that his thoughts were only focused on the curled up little Naga. They looked at him with curious light brown eyes and a soft smile, showing their little fangs.

Dabi walked over to them and sat down next to Tomura, inspecting the little hatchling who watched him intrigue and flicked their adorable pink tongue at him. The hair on their head was messy, and they were surprisingly smooth to touch.

Once he had settled down fully against him, he felt a small pain in his wings. He was about to hiss but suppressed it when Tomura had picked up a small dark feather and tugged it behind the Naga's ear. Just a second later, he plugged one of his own white feathers and placed it alongside it. "Aren't they adorable?"

Dabi knew this was a losing battle as the little Naga looked at them both with big eyes and tried to move their hands to Tomura and Dabi from time to time. How could he hate something he had guarded with his life and honor for the past months. He had taken care of Tomura and the egg with all the love he had.

"They are, as adorable as you."

Funny idea: So the egg that Dabi brought back begins to hatch and everyone gets into a tizzy. Toga and Twice are excited to meet their new flock mate, Magne, Compress and Kurogiri are fetching supplies to clean the baby, Spinner is trying to keep everyone chill and Shigadabi are monitoring the egg. Soon, your face is revealed. Downy feathers aren’t in sight, which confuses everybody. Kurogiri chalks it up to them just not having head feathers, which is normal in some harpy breeds. Then they get a closer look, no wings either. Shigaraki pulls you out of the egg, not at all caring about the sticky residue. A serpent’s tail rolls down as everyone gazes in shock. Not a harpy but a naga. Shigaraki’s heart almost stops at seeing the emerald green scales. shit

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