I Want An Enemy Who Ironically Calls Me A Sweet, Tender, Personalized Nickname And They Mean It Deep

I want an enemy who ironically calls me a sweet, tender, personalized nickname and they mean it deep down but they'll never admit it. What kind of problems do I need to create to make this happen?

These days I've been feeling a little bitter whenever I think about my high school crush but I was just sorting through my stuff and found my old drawing book, with a half-done drawing of him on the last used page, very tiny, like I was afraid someone could see it if I made it any bigger, and it made me smile

I can't stand seeing him like this, it's so wrong

It's like a reward

You're allowed to objectify Hawks, but only after you get the proper certification proving you understand the tangling and daunting depths of his characterization on a deeper level. Then you can put him in booty shorts.

Someone becoming better for the sake of just one person is such a good trope, not only in romance but also when it comes to friendship (my favorite) and family. Reminds me of this (beloved) quote from The Bane Chronicles: "He had seen many monsters who could love, but only a few who had let that love change them, who had been able to alchemize love for one person into kindness for many."

You know, I actually like the thought of Dabi being a genuinely shitty person until he sees how it negatively affects Hawks and is then like auujajhhh nevermind I love boundaries and respect

This is absolutely incredible. The writing is really intense and this short look into Touya's feelings and thoughts was beautifully worded and unbearably sad. The childish voice and the desperation in it, the starvation for fatherly love, the helplessness and yes, the terror, that are conveyed through the text fit perfectly the idea I have of the character as I read about him in the manga, which made this even more painful to read -and reread.

Obsessed with this paragraph that makes my heart hurt for multiple reasons.

"Dad's anger didn't scare him. He could always read something.. not loving but caring and gentle, buried deep, deep beneath the surface of the anger. Not to be exposed to the open, but still as elemental and firm as an old tree's roots. His science teacher once mentioned that the deeper the roots of a tree are; the harder to pull they become. Something is stronger and truer the more it's deeply hidden. It was a fact. Besides, truly valuable things are kept away, aren't they? Mom never wears her grandmother's neckless, even though it was the last birthday present she gave her before she died. Before she married dad. She says it's too precious to be put on display."

I'm not much of a fanfic writer, but I was challenged to pick a fandom and write a one-shot fanfic for it. And of course; I chose baby Touya Todoroki and his dear old dad, heh. I just started writing but it's going great so far. I think I'll be done with it tomorrow, hopefully. Here's a quick, unedited snippet:

Edit: I finished it!