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There's nothing more fulfilling to my god complex than this moment.
I just figured out the answer to the plothole that has been plaguing my fic for the last six years.
Be prepared DAMAGED fans, I'm fucking so hyped rn.
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Some BoruSara Art
Aren't they adorable? Blushing Boruto is my favorite thing 🥰
I'm so fuckin impressed with myself proud. I made this with my phone on a bunch of shitty photo editing apps (Pixlr, B612, and Magic Poser) because I can't afford photoshop.
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Chapter 20 Art
His eyes flutter at the sweet taste, the feeling completely euphoric, eyes watering as he swallows.
Boruto timidly sticks his fork into the cake, half expecting it to be ripped away from him and in his paranoia he pulls the plate closer, eyes shift around the room as he slowly raises the first bite to his mouth.
He hunches forward, trying to hide his face as he crumbles, more tears spilling with every additional bite.
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Perhaps it would have been peaceful if he wasn't in his body, if he was someone else, anyone else. Someone who could look at the mirror and not seem broken. Someone who could stand looking at their naked body and not feel dread, someone...anybody... who wasn't so damaged.
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A little something I made, I might turn it into a series later, tell me what you think.
A/N: Touya is fifteen and Shouto is five.
Touya was Shouto’s new life line, after his mother was ripped away from him. The others never understood why he couldn’t to play with them after father finally left.
Touya was different, on the very few occasions that Shouto found the will to play, Touya was very gentle, and never over did it. He understood, and was never mad at him for getting tired too quickly like Natsuo often was.
Touya would stay with Shouto instead of playing with the others, sometimes they didn’t even talk, just quietly enjoyed each other’s company.
“Shou, want some juice?” Touya asked peering at him from beyond the fridge.
Shouto gave a small nod, his eyes focused on the crayons in his hands, “Yes, Please.”
Touya smiled, and plopped down in the seat next to him, juice box in hand, “Here ya go.”
Shouto dropped his crayons on the table at once, and eagerly excepted the drink.
Touya glanced at the page, “That's a really nice drawing..." No, it wasn't. It was a gargle of scribbles loosely around a stick figure, "Uh... What is it?"
"A hero." His whispered quietly fumbling with the straw.
"Oh, really?" Touya enquired gesturing for the straw, "Does he have a name? How about his quirk?"
"He doesn't have a name.." Shouto admitted his cheeks red from embarrassment as Touya unwrapped the straw.
"That’s, okay," he assured, running his fingers gentle through Shouto's multicolored hair.
"You'll just have to think of one." He stated, putting the straw in for him, "Now, what does your super cool hero do?"
"Protects me from Daddy." Shouto said, sipping his juice, his mitch-matched gaze peering up at his older brother.
"...Oh." was all Touya thought of to say, "Shou," he started, his hand nervously grasped at own hair pulling nervously at the end of his red locks, "Dad… H-he doesn't mean to hurt us... I promise."
Shouto averted his gaze, “Does he love us?”
"Of course, he does!" Touya insisted, "He just doesn't know how to show it."
Touya wasn’t sure which one of them he was trying to convince.
“Why is he so,” Shouto cried, “mean?”
Touya gave a broken smile and pulled the boy into his lap, "You see,” he grunted, “Dad is unhappy, you can't really tell... But he's very sad."
Shouto frowned, "Why?"
Touya pulled his brother closer into his chest, "He can't beat All Might, and that's his dream, his endeavor."
"But All-Might's the best," Shouto cried out in shock, "of course he can't beat him."
"Yeah, well,” Touya sighed, “I'ma tell you a secret."
Shouto moved closer, more intrigued, "What?"
"Dad believes that you can." He whispered, "He believes that you can beat All Might."
"Nuh uh!" Shouto gasped, "Me?"
"Yup." Touya said popping the 'p' in amusement, "That's why he trains you so hard."
"But... I don't wanna to beat All Might." Shouto announced baffled.
"I know." Touya sighs, "But Dad doesn't know that, because beating All Might is what would make him happy, he forgets that the rest of us don’t share his dream..."
“So, Dad is trying to make me strong so I won’t be sad like him?”
Touya shrugged, he honestly didn't know why his father did half the things he did, he just had to believe that somewhere the man cared.
Shouto nibbled on his straw, pulling his drawing closer, “I think I gots it.”
“Got what?”
“The name for my hero.” He squeezed his juice in excitement causing juice to shoot out the straw and at Touya’s face causing him to yelp in surprise.
“Well, ya gonna tell me or what?” He asked running his sleeved hand over his now apple juice covered face.
“I gonna call him,” Shouto held up drawing up confidently, “Dabi!”
“Wow,” Touya dramatically complimented, "That's a really, really cool name you picked out."
Shouto’s face turned pink and he adverted his eyes, “Really?”
“Of course,” Touya said instantly, “Would I ever lie to you, Shou?”
Shouto shook his head, in response before quietly offering, “You can have it.”
“Have what, Dabi the picture?”
“No, the name for when you is a hero.”
“I’ma have the coolest hero name ever.” Touya announced standing up, and throwing the small boy gently over his shoulder.
Shouto yelped, “Touya-nii!?”
“Who said that?” Touya gasped, spinning around, “Whose there?” feeling Shouto’s small body twirl with him.
“Me!” he laughed, “Behind you!”
“Where?!” he spun again, Shouto’s hands flying in his movements.
“On your back,” he snorted, “Nii-san!”
“Sorry,” Touya stated with laugh, "No, Nii-san here," he announced gently plopping Shouto onto the couch, “Only the Pro-Hero, Dabi!” he snickered, his hands hovering above his baby brothers belly, “And his signature, tickle attack!”
“Nooooo!” Shouto squealed in a fit uncontrollable giggles.
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“The Takami Thief”: Bnha Fancomic (part 3/3)
(*”Eyas” is a term for a young hawk, which has yet to be trained)
First part: here
Second part: here
[Thank you for reading! Maybe I’ll do a continuation someday, haha. Feel free to use the idea or design for your creative work! Stay safe and healty out there!]
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Touya and Keigo promise ... before they became Dabi and Hawks
Please dont repost my art, reblog is okay
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