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Shouto with a water quirk !!!
Additional info:
Endeavor gave up on trying to create the “perfect offspring” after it was clear that mixing the quirks wouldn’t give his child an ice/fire quirk. He decided to focus on Touya again (in order to leave a legacy) and actually bothered to ask a bunch of inventors to make a support item that would allow Touya to use his quirk without hurting himself. Touya eventually became a hero under endeavor’s agency but broke off after a year or so.
Endeavor discarded Shouto alongside Fuyumi and Natsuo.
Rei never poured boiling water on Shouto’s face as he looks nothing like Endeavor, and she still lives with them.
When the UA recommendation exam was coming up, Touya was the one who recommended Shouto, not Endeavor.
Minor details:
Shouto went to Manuel’s agency for internships and managed to stop Iida from attacking Stain. They assist in the rescue operations instead.
Native is dead.
Momo is in 1-B and is the deputy class representative, while Yosetsu Awase is in 1-A.
Bakugou doesn’t have his little tantrum during the sport’s festival, so he isn’t targeted during the training camp.
Its a bit clunky but you get the idea
Natsuo getting moved to the pediatric (children's) unit to shadow for a week and seeing Touya in the eyes of every little boy and girl.
He ends that week early.
todoroki family headcanon
Before Touya “died”, Natsuo and him had shared a room their whole life. Natsuo is scared of the dark, and touya would sometimes use his finger as a candle until Natsuo fell asleep. After touyas death, tiny Natsuo was left alone in the dark, and would sometimes light candles to help him sleep.
sometimes i like to rewatch "the hellish todoroki family" just for my king NATSUO
i am unwell about the todoroki family
shoto & his siblings like this <3
no because its that they're the fear responses. the todoroki children are all just the fear responses. touya is fight, natsuo is flight, shoto is freeze, and fuyumi is fawn. when you stare down abuse every day you have to react somehow, and they all just developed different methods of coping with it
Save me Quirkless!Natsuo Todoroki
Quirkless Natsuo SAVE ME
Ny-ok here I go again, But this time it’s Enji!!!. I noticed in a panel his Bottom lip stuck out so here we go again!
This was the panel, (and theres the same in Anime, if anyone’s curious)
now here’s other panels/sceans that kinda contribute somthing to this,
Now this is probably just his resting B/grumpy face and nothing particular but I’m gonna use myself as an example for a moment, when I’m focused I tend to pout and jutt out my lips or bottom jaw kinda like both Enji and Touya, and seeing as the Todoroki kids all made This face as babies/little kids, I don’t think it’s out of the picture
I’m curious if it was a habit they adopted from their dad of him just having the habit of putting his bottom jaw forward as a resting face. .. or a genetic thing the Todoroki kids tend to take after their mom but they could have adopted some genetic form their dad, lets use Touyas smile at the end of the original post as an example, their making the same face, he got Enjis cocky smile with his own touch due to His genetics, it could make since eather way you put it, (and it’s more likely a genetic thing)
but then again Enji seems to just be jutting his bottom jaw/lip out as he frowns, it may be an underbite or just a habit, but in three pictures it certainly looks like an underbite However other times again it just looks Like a resting Grumpy face, it’s honestly hard to tell but he much like Touya he has Somthing going on,
the strange part is if it’s an underbite then that makes Touyas situation a little more strange since his top lip is the focus wall for Enji it’s his bottom if Touya has an overbite (which I don’t think he does) for this to happen there’d have to be other genetics at play.
And then I found this out, wall trying to find Some kind of connection between Touyas and Enjis different features I found out that if one parent has an underbite it’s actually more likely for their kid to have a gummy smile which Touya seems to have. so it all works out!
Basically Enji probably has a small underbite and a Habit wall Touya has a gummy smile due to how the genetics of unaligned jaws work and possibly a hyperactive lip. (Which may or may not be due to his burns) And I think the other Todoroki kids probably had the same as Touya and mostly grew out of it, (I say mostly because Shoto may have a pout going on to, his mouth does the same thing a Dabi’s . . .could be a habit to tho)
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anyway, this next part is not That important, just an extra bit I thought I’d add! The kids Take after their mom Rei, (it’s obvious)
I hope this isn’t to hard to read/understand but basically, Enjis features are surprisingly less dominant then you’d think, Rei’s softer more kind features came thru on All of her kids, unlike Endeavors, whos are just kinda there in the background. . .
Touya (Dabi) (technically I should have used the picture of him when he woke up form the coma as reference but. . .eh ) hes got his moms face shape with a hint of his dads edgey features/ face shape, a mix, his eyes are header to pin down and this is why I say I should have used fresh out of the coma Touya, his eyes seem to be a mix as well Maby more on his dads side? But also round like his mom? It’s hard so I’ma just say Mix, he also has his moms nose
Fuyumi, mom's eyes, moms nose, and moms face shape, Maby theres a hint of her dad Somewhere in there but basically just a copy of Rei, like Natsuo being mostly a copy of Enji,
Natsuo, he’s got his dads jaw and general face shape, Maby just a bit softer, and he seems to have a mixture of both of his parents eyes leaning more on his dads, he’s also got his moms nose but it’s bigger. . .(dounno if it’s really a mix tho?)
aaaand Shoto, (I am not using time skip shoto because he scares me, I just don’t like it) so generally Shoto did take after his mom as well, her eyes with a hint of Enji (being the angle on them and sharpness) moms nose and moms jaw/general face shape, (but technically speaking it’d be better if Shoto looked more like both of his parents equally as the ‘perfect mix’ child he is)
I also just a funny thing I want to note: I had the Headcanon that the baby todorokis made that face as a thing thay got from their dad and he made that same face as a kid to or Maby even as an adult because I thought it’d be funny, so seeing something like this come to light for me is hilarious!
also I hope I don’t repeat myself to much I was basically writing this as I went and it was. . . .complicated to say the least. . . .it was still fun Tho!!! I love picking at small details like this!!!
Nya-Ok, I reeeeealy think Touya/Dabi has a Gummy smile/Overbite, or Something! Going on with his mouth.
I noticed in a video his gums kept showing a lot when he spoke and stuff and this interested me and I looked in to it and noticed, Yeah He Shows His Gums A Lot, especially when he’s having a manic Episode or just high emotions (Maby because he can’t cry? which is what he seems to have done a lot with strong emotions as a kid, or Maby it’s just exaggerated expressions and he needed some other way to express his emotions because he can’t cry)
In The pictures it eather show his gums or his top lip going up a lot, and (again) yes his facial expressions are exaggerated, and yeah some of these are the same scean and/or scenes close together but still. It’s interesting at least Also it seems to be more prominent in the manga, which tends to look way better detail wise and stuff (I love both anime and manga tho theirs both beautiful in their own way)
(the last picture in the line up is what makes me think of an overbite specifically, theres just something about how it looks)(. . . Also, I Hate that picture. . .)
now what I’d like to note is many things can cause a gummy smile, one of which is a hyperactive upper lip, another is overbite, genetics, medication, and other such things as well.
the hyperactive upper lip is interesting to me because he’s got burns on the lower half of his face/jaw which would probably have severe nerve damage, wall the description of this is actually having stronger muscles in the upper lip, or it’s where the upper lip moves excessively when smiling and such, revealing more gum tissue. I just think that bits interesting because of his burns. . . . .(does that even make since? . . .)
theres another thing I’d like to note as well
The face he makes here, it’s kinda like a pout but not, I have a gummy smile and I tend to make similar faces a lot . . . .just something I wanted to note, baby Touya along with the other todo babies made a similar face to (he’s so cute when he makes that face)
other photos:
(That face is Adorable, Especially when paired with his Japanese laugh)
Enji also makes a similar face, which makes me think I’m rong about all’a this and it’s just some face
All-en-all he seems to have something going on with his upper lip, and I’d say going off of the face him and his siblings made as little kids it may have been an overbite that never got corrected, especially since he was assumed dead in his teens which is when you’d typically get braces which can help correct such a thing, or it could a hyperboile upper lip because it seems to go up a lot even if it’s not showing his gums, eather way, I love his smile Touya. . .he’s cute. . .and insane. . . . I wrote all of this for fun, feel free to make a counter argument or whatever, I’d like to hear other opinions! (but be nice about it!), I thought it was a neat and kinda cute detail and I wanted to touch on/share it!. . . . But seriously it’s probably just his exaggerated expressions due to his manic episodes and such. . . . (Bakugo and Enji doing a similar thing helps that honestly. . .)
also this was my first time making an analysis(-ish) thing and actually DOING Somthing with it! I had fun! And I love making this type stuff! I also enjoy seeing all these pictures of Touya in one spot he’s so cute :> also sorry I repeated myself so much!
. . . .I do kinda get the feeling I’m completely rong and no one else sees this tho. . . Someone tell me I’m not entirely rong
@foundouthatdabiistouyatodoroki it’s not good, awful really but it was fun at least :>
Shoto isn’t in here because he does not know what twitter is
Could you please (if you feel comfortable) draw Dabi with a metal arms instead of his normal ones? I imagine that if he survives the war, he'll end armless?? If you know what I mean
Yes, of course, thanks for the idea)) don't worry, I feel comfortable 😁 P.S. I hope that Touya survives and most of his wounds heal, though some scars will probably remain))
They stand there like a part of Todorokis family
Chapter 303 - Top Three
MHA incorrect quotes massive dump because I'm having a really bad day
Jeanist: What's up, guys? I'm back. Dabi: What the- you can't be here. You're dead. I literally saw you die. Jeanist: Death is a social construct.
Inko: Hey, how are you doing today? Middle School Midoriya: Can we change the subject before I start crying?
Bakugo: Do you ever wonder why you're still single? Denki, eating mayonnaise straight out of a jar with a spoon: Yeah... I mean, I'm perfect! Who wouldn't want to date me? Bakugo, sighing: I can name a few people...
Kirishima: Don’t trust everything you see on the internet. Denki: Pfft. What possibly nonsense could come from the internet? Oh. Did you know that the Earth is actually flat? Kirishima: *Takes away B’s phone* Yeah, that enough for you.
Shoto, at Dabi's funeral: I need a moment with him. Everyone else at the funeral: Of course. *leaves* Shoto, leaning over Dabi's coffin: Okay, listen here you little shit. I know you're not dead. Dabi, sitting up in the coffin: Yeah, no shit.
Shoto: What is wrong with you? Dabi: Loaded question. Elaborate.
Tomura: PEASANT. I REQUIRE SUSTENANCE. Kurogiri: You know there are other ways to say you want McDonalds. Tomura: FOUL PLEBEIAN. YOU DARE SPEAK AGAINST ME— Kurogiri: sigh What do you want? Tomura: Chicken nuggets please.
Denki: *watching their house burn down* Denki: Denki: *starts filming* Waddup, guys, welcome to my vlog, today's topic: how to get away with accidentally committing arson because you forgot Spaghetti O's cans are metal and thus non-microwavable! Step one: deny everything.
Toga: When I see initials carved into a tree with a heart I think it’s so romantic. Two lovers on a date… one of them carrying a knife for some reason.
Mr. Compress: Twice, Toga, I love y’all and all, but can I ask what in the hell are you doing? Toga, trying to stabilize a tower of folding chairs that B is sitting atop: Oh nothing much. Twice: I love you too :)
Endeavor: What goes up but never comes down? Natsuo: The amount of stress you're bringing to this family.
Dabi: *coughs blood* Shoto: Don't die, Touya! Dabi: Don't tell me what to do!
Tomura: How’s practice going? Himiko: Terrible. I want to stab everybody there. Tomura: Okay, just don’t get any blood on your clothes. Mr. Compress: …you shouldn’t be condoning this. Tomura: Don’t tell me how to live my life.
Incorrect quotes keep me alive so expect more
I drew Touya, too, but it didn't turn out that well 🥲
God gave me some (very bad) editing skills and regretted that IMMEDIATELY
idk i was bored 🥺
and i also had no ideas for their id's
i want some mutuals who ships natsushig or spinneraki or something like that but i dont know how to make mutuals idk
i luv making memes
istg they saved my life i CANTTTT😭😭 im tweaking
idc i love them sooo much
i saw "dryice" as name for their ship and i LOVe it
WE’RE BACK BABYYYY — ♚ 𝕶𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖊𝖓𝖊 ♚ pt.II
(Pt.I here)
Summary: 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚠𝚗, 𝙴𝚖𝚒𝚔𝚘, 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢’𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚌 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝— 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚘 —𝚑𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝. 𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝙴𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗, 𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚜?
Last chapter introduced Emiko, as well as a bit of her past to better understand her current state of mind. This chapter is shorter than the rest and is the continuation of expressing the conflict Emiko’s facing, as well as making one path visible to her.
The teacher's coffee nearly jumps out of its container at the sudden drop of Emiko’s textbook.
“You finished a month's worth of material,” She looked him dead in his dumbfounded eyes, nodding along as he spoke. “In a night?”
She confirms with a firm nod.
“A single night?”
“Yes sir.”
His eyes narrow, and he leans forward on his desk. “You have a month to do it. Are you sure you don’t just want to go over it before you turn it in?”
“Nope, thanks though.” She takes a few steps away, before backtracking for that morning’s assignment and continuing her path. A deep sigh fell from his lips as he hung his head.
Someone had grabbed Emiko’s arm, stopping her in her tracks. She looks back to see Shoto. Her face lights up, before she notices his untamed hair and distraught look.
“Where were you? You can’t just disappear like that.”
“I didn’t feel like fighting yesterday.” she shrugs, but he yanks at her arm trying to pull any bit of seriousness out of her.
“Then don’t fight. The old man was pissed, and we were all worried. Natsuo said you never stayed at his in the first place.”
She pulls her arm out of his grip, furrowing her brows. “What is this, an interrogation? I thought you’d have my back. You hate him just as much as I do. I offered for you to come with, y’know.”
“What do you mean ‘come with’? Come with where, Emiko?”
“Nevermind, just forget it.” she sighs, turning towards the direction of her desk.
“Hey, wait.” He grabs her again, but she doesn’t turn around. “Just- come home after school, alright? We can walk together. You could talk to me too, if you want…” he offers for any sort of support. “I know this week’s rough for you, and I think you might’ve felt like I’m siding with Dad over you.. But last night was horrifying. I don’t care what his motives are, I only want to know that you’re safe, wherever you go.”
She swallows back the lump in her throat, nodding. They stood there for a moment as the last few students flowed in before the bell rang.
·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·
Lunch had finally come. Everyone started packing once the bell rang, but she’d been packed for the past half-hour. She’d gotten home late enough to miss dinner and left early enough to avoid confrontation. She’s hungry, to say the least. She was the first out the door, blending in with the hundreds of students.
“Emi,” Shoto called. “Wait up.”
She turns back to see her brother amongst his group of friends trying to catch up with her. In truth, everyone had wanted to introduce themselves earlier, but she’d been so cold and closed off that they figured she wouldn’t appreciate being bothered too much.
But Yaoyorozu had asked Shoto if they were really related, which made so much more sense to everyone. Who knew he had a sister? No wonder she’s so reclusive and abrasive. Shoto was intimidating at first, they thought. Maybe she’s warmer in person.
“Hey,” she mutters, at a loss for what else to really say.
“I was wondering if you’d like to join us for lunch.”
She looked amongst the group. She opened her mouth, but was quickly shut down.
“Before you say no, I think you’d really like them.”
She sighs, but nods.
After some introductions in line, she sat down more familiar with Shoto’s friends. They were nice people, really. They just didn’t seem like her kind of crowd. She’s proud of him though, proud of him for finding a bunch of people to hang out with.
They were both homeschooled ever since they had basic book smarts, probably averaging them to have been pulled out of school around first or second grade. Neither of the two remember. It was so far off and insignificant. She was more or less self educated. She had her own books and resources, but her father just didn’t put as much time or effort into her schooling as he did Shoto’s.
She’s still smart, though. At most lacking in one or two areas which she wasn’t disciplined enough to endure. The hero ethics textbook was long, and she was convinced that most of those words were made up. But it’d all gotten done and the bit of self-validation it gave her felt nice.
“I just can’t believe you have a sister,” Uraraka smiled, stuffing her cheeks with curry.
“He didn’t tell you about us?” Emiko’s expression was softer, relaxing into the casual chatter as she poked at her tempura.
“‘Us’? Todoroki, you have more siblings and never told us?” Yaoyorozu put a hand over her mouth, feigning shock.
“It didn’t seem important.” he shrugs.
“Unimportant?” Emiko quirked a brow. “I’m sure your other three siblings would just love to hear that.”
“Two,” he corrects.
“Huh?”
“Two other siblings.” he clarifies.
She presses a napkin to her lips. “Right.” She squeaks. “My bad.”
Fortunately, the others didn’t seem to catch onto the tension, carrying on with their conversation.
·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·
Class drug on for what felt like an eternity. This time, she was more sluggish getting packed. Her second-to-last class was quirk training, which completely drained her by the time English class came around.
Shoto stopped by her desk with his bag already slung over his shoulder.
“What about your friends?” She asks, looking up at him after she shoves her books in her bag.
“They’re going a different direction,” he explains. “I thought it would be a good time to talk.”
She hums in response, standing up and throwing on her bag.
“Hey, what’s on your bag?” He asks as they make their way to the door, pointing out the sticky brown stain.
“This? Oh, I just sat my bag down. Didn’t realize the soda on the ground, I guess.” Her eyes fixate on the wall’s seam as they walk. A small white lie, she thought. He didn’t have to know that she was on a roof. It would only make him ask questions, and the answers would just warrant more questions. Short and sweet, it’s for the best.
They finally break free from campus walls, the crowd of people eventually thinning. When they reach a less populated portion of the street, Shoto takes a sharp breath in, stuffing his hands in his pockets.
“I won’t tell Dad, you have my word, you know.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Where you went yesterday. I won’t say anything, I just wanna know.”
“Selling drugs.”
He nudges her, looking her in the face. “I’m serious.” She kept her eyes on the road ahead, but his gaze remained fixed on her.
“I just needed a break, what do you want me to say?”
“I don’t know, an address? People?”
“Bold of you to assume I have people.” She scoffs. Silence falls between them. Shoto stops on the sidewalk, Emiko only doing the same a few steps ahead.
“…You know, I didn’t invite you to lunch out of pity.” He starts, waiting for her to say anything at all.
“Dad robbed us from being friends. But we’re not rivals anymore, and I really do want to be friends with you. I want to be your brother, it’s just—“
“‘It’s just’ what? I know I’m a piece of shit, alright? I’m a disappointment to dad, I piss off Yumi, I pushed away Natsuo, I’ll never be able to give mom a home to come back to..” her voice strains and cracks, her shoulders pulling close to her neck.
Shoto puts a hand on her shoulder, but gives her the autonomy to hide her flushed face and teary eyes in her arm. “Fuyumi’s not mad at you. She’s never mad at you. You were best friends growing up, you were practically at the same level as her.”
She grimaced at his words, wiping the fresh tears with the base of her palm and sniffling.
“She’s not mad. She’s worried. We all are. Natsuo is too. He said you didn’t come by the other night. That he told you it wouldn’t work and to just stay in your room. He feels bad, you know. He was worried about you getting hurt. I was worried about you getting hurt,” He escalates. “Where the hell did you go??” He spits, only to hear soft sniffling entangled in the dead silence.
“Emiko, I’m—“ He pauses, his hand falling off of her like his attacks at the wall she’s put up. He lets out a sigh.
“I should’ve come with you when you asked for back up. I don’t know what it was for, but if I didn’t brush you off then I would. I’m sorry.”
“Don’t…” she wipes the snot from her face and readjusts her bag on her shoulder. “Don’t worry about it. It was stupid, anyway.” She turns her head in his direction, but her eyes remain downcast. Wet strands of white hair stick to her bright red cheeks, no matter how hard her sleeve battles it. “Can we just go home?”
He watches her fallen and defeated figure for a moment, before silently nodding.
·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:·
“It’s not fair.” each hit Touya landed was an emphasis, a point that he could never get across to anyone. “He won’t even watch me practice. Why won’t he just look at me?” The sack barely budged, but getting some pent-up hurt out felt better. He sighs, catching his breath. “And Yumi..” Tears prick at the corner of his eyes before he goes back to abusing the punching bag. “She doesn’t think I’m good enough either. Why doesn’t anyone think I’m strong? I was before. So what if I get a little hurt? Heroes get hurt all the time!”
Emiko sits crosslegged at the corner of the tatami mat, picking at loose threads. “Hey,” his arms drop heavy with exhaustion, only swaying with each pant. “Are you listening?”
She pouts at the floor. Lip out, eyebrows knitted together, and shoulders high. She lets out a huff, shooting up and running to the center of the mat. A soft thump comes from the punching bag. His head fell to the side watching her. She seemed so… determined. Hitting the bag as hard as her little five-year-old arms could as if she were hammering something. Slowly, Touya breaks into snorts and giggles.
“And why are you upset?” He plops down on the mat right where he stands while he watches her work herself out. “Because everyone thinks I’m stupid. I’m smart all the time! You all think I don’t understand, but I do!”
He watches up until she tires herself out. When she’s done, she throws herself down and pulls her knees to her chest. Did he make her feel that way? After giving her a few minutes to breathe, a few moments of silence to really feel, he gets up and holds out his hand to her. When she stands up, he closes her hand into a fist and repositions her thumb. “Don’t punch with your thumb in your hand, and..” He moves her arm to her side. “Start from here, not above your head.”
Being wrong gave her a headache. Like if she couldn’t do something simple like this, then maybe she really was stupid. For someone to point out that she was wrong, her brother of all people, she got that sharp feeling in her throat.
He eventually had her completely repositioned, before giving her the go-ahead to hit again. They’re still weak, the stillness of the sack proving this. Regardless, she spills everything she has into each punch. A tear slid down her plump cheek. She felt so small. She was painfully aware of how weak she was.
“See? It feels better to get it out, right?” with each hit, they slowly packed less power. She nods, catching her breath.
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“Oh, you’re so mature for your age!”
Those words were repeated over and over growing up.
Any time she shared a toy, or ate a vegetable, or said something just slightly intellectual, it was always met with the word “mature”.
That’s a lie. It wasn’t that simple. She was a people pleaser, just like her sister. She made sure the house stayed clean, food stayed hot, and grades stayed high. Even after Touya’s passing, she knew it was her father's fault. It was his fault that Shoto got hurt and mom went away. It’s his fault that Yumi’s “as-needed” anxiety meds run empty all too often. His fault that Natsuo moved away.
She held her head high, though. Fuyumi wanted her to. She told her that it was all alright, and that she had things handled. Emiko’s small hands rested in hers growing up, trying to believe she was honest. Now she was fifteen and seethed every time her sister washed a dish or moved the old man's shoes where they went.
Now, she sat at the kitchen table. Dinners had been silent for years. Really, what was the point in doing these things anymore? Because Fuyumi wants to. Dad was here this time. The odds are always mixed on whether he “gets home in time” or not. Emiko knows he always stays out just a bit later than he has to. Between Shoto’s glares, Nastuo’s backhanded comments, Fuyumi’s over-the-top anxiety, and Emiko’s fragile patience, she wishes he would know better and stay gone.
“So?” He starts.
Fuyumi’s shoulders tense. “Dad, not right now, please?” She pleads
Emiko’s eye twitched, sharply side-eyeing him from across the table. She would only hold together for so long. For Yumi’s sake, but for hers as well. It wasn’t fair to herself to hold her tongue, to simply take the abuse.
“I have a right to know,” he persisted in a demanding tone.
“I don’t want anyone fighting at the table,” she retorted firmly.
“Then don’t fight with me.” He directed toward Emiko, cutting out Fuyumi as the messenger.
“Dad—“
“I’m not speaking to you.” He reiterates, cutting Fuyumi off. She rests her head in her palms, before grabbing her only half-eaten plate and excusing herself. Natsuo silently pleads for her to stay, but she waves him off and tells him to sit back down.
Enji keeps his eyes fixed on Emiko, expecting an answer.
Moments pass before she scoffs, breaking eye contact and shoving tempura in her mouth.
“She was with one of my friends.” Shoto confesses in a stale tone just as Enji opens his mouth to tell Emiko off.
“She was mad, and I didn’t want her doing something stupid. So I sent her to a friends house to cool off. I’m looking out for her, like you tol—“ Shoto’s cut off by the blunt sound of his fathers fist to the table.
“I’m not playing telephone, she’s capable of speaking for herself.”
She glances at Shoto, the slight rise of her shoulder saying ‘Thanks for trying’. Silence falls amongst the table. An uncomfortable silence.
“I uhm,” her already low tone cracked, breaking under the pressure in the dining room. She stabbed through a piece of tofu. Keeping her eyes down like a vice, only briefly meeting her fathers to gauge his expression. “I just needed a break, that’s all.”
“That’s not an answer to my question.” his tone was softer than usual. Not by definition soft, but softer.
“You’re question was?” her brows raise and she shakes her head defensively.
“Where were you.” he demands, becoming irritated once again.
“I went for a walk.” she retorts, finally meeting his eyes. “What else do you want from me? I can’t tell you more than I have.”
“That’s bullshit.” He snaps. His gaze harshens, but she doesn’t back down. Not like he wants her to. She won’t tell him the truth, she wont hold her tongue, he’s losing control of her and it’s driving him to the brink of insanity.
“Prove it.” She dares. Natsuo presses his lips together, keeping his eyes firmly on his plate. Shoto kept his gaze directly on Enji. He never condones picking fights with their father, but for something so out of his control, he might as well watch the old man crumble. He can see defeat rising in him, the fact that he’s losing Emiko.
“Lose the disrespectful tone.” he starts, before his own tone drops. “I’m worried about you. You’re acting recklessly. And I feel.. Partially to blame.”
Her jaw nearly drops. Everyone’s did. Her heart almost wouldn't start beating again. He was worried about her? That felt.. Like for the first time she wasn’t on the back burner. Maybe she’d taken too long to answer. He looks back at the table and starts stacking plates. What is this man doing, he hasnt washed a single dish in his entire life?
“And I’d like to nip your poor behavior in the bud. You’re going to UA under my name. When you bring shame on yourself, you bring shame on the rest of us too.”
Just as quickly as he made her feel acknowledged, he ruined it. He belittled her and chalked up years of battling her mental health for merely keeping his house liveable to “poor behavior”. She was so, so close to an actual resolution.
Plates clinked against each other as he left, like his words hadn’t just split her chest wide open.
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