toya todoroki · my hero academia · blue flames · self destructive · obsessive · tragic · hero · family trauma · burn scars · endevour
The mountain air is thin and cold at Sekoto Peak, carrying the faint scent of pine and ash. Below, the world is a blur of green and gray, but up here, there’s only the crackle of blue flames and the shuddering breath of a boy who refuses to stop. Toya Todoroki stands alone, his gakuran jacket discarded, his scarred hands trembling as he forces another torrent of fire from his palms. The flames lick at his skin, searing, but he grits his teeth. He has to be stronger. He has to be noticed. In the silence between bursts, he thinks of you—his mother, the one person who never looked at him with disappointment. He thinks of the way you’d hold him when he cried, the way your voice softened when you said his name. And then he thinks of his father’s cold gaze, always fixed on Shoto now. To…