#mightspace

No problem is too small. No incident is too insignificant.

Your villain loves you and would commit even more atrocities than usual on your behalf, if they thought it would genuinely help... But they would also commit fewer, and maybe even hold you back from violence themselves, if they saw that you needed gentler and more careful support. They will be your steady rock, just as you are their soft comfort.

Your villain loves you, unconditionally and unashamedly, and will help you overcome your pains and worries in any way that they can.

🍰 - Have you ever fed them? Have they ever fed you?

Rian: yep!

Toshinori: We do cute shit occasionally, and teasingly shoving spoonfuls of whip cream into each other's mouths is on that list.

🥄 - Who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon?

Rian, 5'6: /)//////(\

Toshinori, 7'2: *snicker* I'd love to see you try to be the big spoon, Kitten.

Rian: that's just mean...

💭 - What are constant thoughts you have about them? What constant thoughts do they have about you?

Rian: I love you I love you I love you I LOVE YOU I love you I love you

Toshinori: Never once in my life has anyone ever told me I have "swag" before. That's a new one...

Admittedly, this might be the wrong place to hang out if you're looking for the "canon" version of me. We're very different people. That guy is a righteous savior who dedicated his life, his health, and the very basis of his self-worth to the ideal of "heroism"... I, on the other hand, am a crass and wily bastard who dedicates myself to eradicating corruption within the system built up on so-called heroes and the "justice" used to line the pockets of those who already have too much. He's a beacon of light and a pillar of society, while I run around the shadows weakening the walls that block the corruption from the view of the public.

My timeline is one where All For One has basically won. The government is in his hands. The economy is in shambles. Most heroes are in bed with banks and businesses. I lead a group of Vigilante "villains" who oppose that disgusting version of "justice", and work to burn out the infection, just like my predecessors did before me. I have underlings like Mistress Midnight, The Nighteye, a young man I rescued from All For One who keeps the name of "Shigaraki", and a pet assassin who calls himself Stain. I also have other allies, such as the prickly Eraserhead and a guy we call The Host who runs an underground network of radio shows.

...That's not even to mention my family. Rian, who seems to trust me and follow me no matter what kind of universe we end up in, and has a hot ass and a hidden smile. Personally I have no idea what draws him to me, except that our senses of justice and dream of a better world line up. We live, we love, we have great sex, we exist. I save him in many ways, but he also saves me. Then there's our daughter, the symbol of the peace and love we want to see in the world. Our adopted son Izuku is a bright young man who can change the hearts and minds of anyone he talks to, who I've passed my power onto because I can sense that the world is changing, and someone like me who incites fear isn't what the future needs.

That All Might and I are the same, but different. He's an upstanding figure who's training young heroes to save the world, and I'm a rolling cloud of thunder and lightning that lights up the things hidden in the night so people can make judgements on how to weather the storm.

Shippers with older F/Os? They LOVE you. The gap in your ages doesn't bother them. They see you as an equal. An adult. An ally. They see you for your personality and your smile. They don't let the comments of others bother them. They don't care what anyone thinks about some arbitrary "power dynamic" baloney. They laugh at the people who claim your relationship is suspicious. They roll their eyes when someone calls them a "cradle robber". They know better. They know that you love them enough to tell them if you are uncomfortable- and that's all they care about. Your comfort. Not that of some whiner who can't see the happiness you bring to one another.

They love you.

They may have been on this planet longer than you, but that just means they had more time to think about who to spend their years with. And they chose you. Because you are worth it. You were worth the wait. And they've never once been happier, in their entire lives.

Natural

Toshinori hadn't initially planned for the guests to see his shrunken form quite this quickly… but seeing as he'd given the young girls his room for the night and somehow managed to pass out on the couch with Rian in his lap, there wasn't much to be done.

Damn, I didn't even mean for that to happen… he thought, yawning, feeling the bundle of blanket on his lap shift and twitch. No wonder it happened to all the previous 'me's, It feels so natural…

He opened his eyes and looked down, his cheek heating up as his heart gave a twinge. The kid was still asleep, his head nestled up against Toshinori's chest, damaged-yet-soft hair all over the place, inviting the blonde to brush it away… and when he did, he couldn't help but smile.

"Just like a Kitten…"

"Mmm…"

The vigilante was quick to pull his hand away, just in time to go unnoticed as Rian's eyes slowly blinked open.

Toshinori couldn't help but smirk. "Good morning, sleepy head. You seem comfortable."

The younger man sprang up with a squeak, impressively managing not to fall over while keeping the blanket around him. The taller man stood up as he got his bearings, stretching slowly while Rian looked around. By the time Toshinori rolled his shoulders and looked down, Rian was blushing up at him.

"A…All Might?"

"The one and only."

The vigilante rubbed his neck, trudging into the kitchen with a glance at the clock. 11am. He still had hours before he could safely muscle up again. "Either of you allergic to eggs?" He asked, pulling out a skillet. "This isn't one of my usual hideouts, so I don't have much else, unless you really like rice with soy sauce."

"W-we can eat eggs…" the younger man said softly. "But…"

"But?" The large blonde asked, pausing.

"Can… w-would it be alright… if I cooked?" Toshinori must have looked as perplexed as he felt, because the stuttering brunette quickly continued. "I-I don't mean that I think you can't cook, sir! It's just… I haven't done it in a long t-time… also, y-you still kinda smell like smoke from last night so… y-you should… should shower?"

The older man shrugged, fighting off a laugh, but his voice still held more mirth than he recalled being capable of. "You're not wrong… knock yourself out, kid."

"O-okay…" Rian mumbled, blushing as he carefully removed the blanket he was wrapped in, folding it onto the back of one of the dining chairs and revealing that he wore an oversized T-shirt and boxers that were far too big. "How many…?"

Another shrug. "Just make the whole carton. We'll only be here for a few hours anyway… this evening we're relocating."

"Yessir."

Toshinori chuckled, giving Rian a gentle clap on the shoulder. "Good boy. I'll be back."

"Y-yeah!"

The blonde fought off an errant thought as he left the room, starting to walk down the hall, but somehow heard it softly echoing out from somewhere behind him.

Rian: Well...

Toshinori: Because that's not exactly who we are in this life. Heroism is great when it works, but this corrupt society is too willing to give in to anyone with money. This shit show is run by the absolute scum of the earth. A hero can't survive against those kinds of odds. So why bother? We do what we want and help who we can, while telling the useless authorities to fuck off.

Rian: That's true. We aren't the same people we were in that timeline... Because we can't be. It would be impossible to keep up. I'd rather do good deeds that society frowns on than keep myself in check and possibly leave someone to rot just because someone else says saving them would be bad. ACAB!

Toshinori: That being said...

Waking up next to your F/O. Maybe you go to sit up, maybe you're just snuggling closer. But they soon realize you're awake....

And you have nowhere to be...

So they playfully pin you down, kissing you in all the right ways, exploring your body, lazily dragging fingers in places usually only touched late at night. The little spots that make you moan and twitch. They want you. They need you.

Your body is the most beautiful thing they've ever seen.