Various BNHA X Fem Reader.
Sorta ocish character.
White hair and blue eyes.
Where an inauspicious girl meets her doom and ultimately gets transported into the chaos of My Hero Academia.
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"DABI, THE VILLAIN whose identity you could never uncover, is Touya Todoroki," you said, your voice steady as you sat across from Endeavor in the main house. The words hung heavily in the air, but your expression remained calm. You had decided that this was the right moment to tell him.
Endeavor's sharp blue eyes flickered to the altar, where a photograph of Touya rested in solemn remembrance. For a brief moment, his stoic demeanor cracked.
"What nonsense are you spouting?" he growled, his tone laced with frustration. "Is this some kind of cruel joke, [Name]? Because if it is, I won't tolerate—"
"I'm not joking." You leaned back, arms crossed, your gaze piercing. "Haven't you recognized your own son's quirk in that villain yet? And you call yourself a father."
The words hit like a hammer, and you saw the brief flash of doubt in his eyes before he regained his composure.
Endeavor's breath hitched, and for the first time, he looked uncertain, the weight of your words sinking in. His hands clenched into fists as his mind worked through the implications.
"This... this isn't possible..." he muttered, but his tone lacked the conviction it usually carried.
"Isn't it?" you challenged. "You spent so much time chasing your ideal image of a hero, pushing your family to the brink, and now that your sins have come back to haunt you, you want to turn away from the truth?"
The room grew heavier, each second stretching into eternity as Endeavor stared at the floor, his jaw tight and his hands trembling. The once unshakable No. 1 Hero looked more like a man teetering on the edge of a chasm.
"How do you even know this?" he asked, his voice a shadow of its usual commanding tone.
"When I was kidnapped," you said evenly, your voice unwavering despite the storm of emotions in the room, "Dabi confessed. And honestly, it doesn't take a detective to figure out the rest. His quirk, his burns, the way he speaks about you... It all fits, doesn't it?"
Endeavor's breath hitched, his fists clenching so tightly his knuckles turned white. The altar with Touya's photograph loomed behind him, a stark reminder of his failures.
