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dance-to-mythoughts-blog · 5 months

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I said burrrr it's cold in here!

Shoto Todoroki x Black Fem chubby reader

Synopsis: Todoroki is the typical college jock and the reader is the typical aspiring cheerleader. But what happens when he typical jock wants to be with the quiet chubby girl?

Warnings: 18+, smut, degrading, fem presenting reader, chubby reader, insecurity, slight dom Todoroki, college AU, no preperation for the dick. There are no quirks. ALL CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE UNDER 18. YOU WILL BE BLOCKED.

Word count: 2K

Ok. So this is my first oneshot. I hope you like it. In the process of debating what my first series should be about. I dont see enough stories around Midoriya or Shinso, might make a story surrounding one of them. Enjoy loves! <3

What started out as a typical day turned into a day from hell. You were just trying to enjoy your lunch until your friend persuaded you to try out for the cheer squad. You were a chubby girl but you could still get down when needed. The cheerleaders were the meanest of all the squads. Hell, even the fucking football team with their goofy asses were nicer than the damn cheerleaders and my bestie wanted me to try out for the team. She thinks it would make me be a social butterfly.

"Now why the fuck would I try out for the cheer team hoe? They don't do anything but fail their classes and complain about boys."

"Because it will do you good. You need to be a social butterfly, like me. Get out there and meet some people and have fun. I see how they look at you. Probably think that because you're bigger than the rest they might think you can't get down. And bitch, you get DOWWN."

"Karlie Rae please stop with your shit. I'm not trying out for that goofy-ass shit. There is nothing that would make me want to try out?"

"Shoto Todoroki. Thats it. Thats the tweet."

Shoto fucking Todoroki is one of the finest jocks the football team has ever fucking seen. It makes no sense how fine this man is. Considering this man's dad is a multimillionaire and owner of Enji Corporations. The largest law firm in all of Japan. Not gone lie, dude would be a catch but he’s a jock. He cares about nothing other than pussy and trying to see who can get the most girls after the games.

“Bitch. What do I want with Todoroki? I mean the man is fine asl but shit, what the fuck are u mentioning him for?”

“Because he could fuck you. You need some dick tbh sis and I need you to get laid. It’s been a long time since someone cracked you like an egg. I mean he looks like he likes you. Always stares at you when you walk by and also gives you little smiles. Don’t think I don’t see the way he looks at you hoe.”

“Alright. I do need some dick but why does it have to be Todoroki? When the hell has all this transpired? I never noticed any of this shit that you’re talking about. And to get some dick, why do I have to fucking join the cheer team? I can't just use Tinder or something”

“NO! Tinder is for hoes. You are just looking for a one-night stand and I think a one-night stand will do you good if you join the cheer squad. “

I get where my bestie is coming from but damn. What is the reason that I need to join the cheer team?

“Alright fine. You win. I’ll try out for the cheer team. Are you happy now?”

After your friend convinced you to try out for the cheer team, you left and went to buy all the necessities. The color scheme was black and purple so you bought some cute purple cheer shorts, a white tank top, and some white workout shoes so you can get ready to try out for the squad. You walked in the gym where tryouts were being held with your bestie right behind you and there was immediate silence. You were a bigger girl and everyone could see that but the immediate silence was striking. You started to hear whispers and got mean stares from some of the jocks and current cheer squad. You pushed that shit aside, Karlie provided a reassuring look, and you walked in, got your number, and sat on the bleachers waiting to be called with the group. Soon as you and your friend sat down you saw a pair of heterochromatic eyes staring at you from the other side of the gym.

“Y/N it’s ok. Fuck these people and their stares. You know you get down and you’re better than a majority of these damn people. I bet the others don’t even have rhythm.”

You laughed at your bestie trying to make you feel better. It was working. Kinda.

“Karlie it’s fine. Now I see what you’re saying about Todoroki staring at me. Mans been looking at me since we got in this bitch and I haven’t even taken his eyes off me LOL.”

“See. Told you! Now when its time for your group to perform I want you to go out there and give them hell! Make them wish they never tried out for the squad in the damn first place. “

Sure Enough, they called your group. You all gathered down to the floor and proceeded to dance to One Two Step by Ciara. Once the group portion was over, it was time for the individual performances. You guys had two performances. One with the group and one individual. The individual performance was a quick minute routine that you guys had to come up with on your own. So once again, they called your number and this is where everything started to go to hell.

“Number 469 come forward,” Margret, captain of the cheer squad said.

“Please perform your routine. You have one minute to do your choreography. “

“OK. Can you turn the music to 1 Thing by Amerie?”

This bitch turned on the music then turned it off. Stated that the music was vulgar and that they cant play vulgar music. She made a slick remark too about my weight. But I’ll check her ass about that later. Now its time for the results. We’ve been here for hours awaiting the results. Just by the way some of the girls were doing their routines, I knew they were making the squad because their friend is the captain and their routines sucked so much ass it didn’t even make sense dude.

Now if I didn’t make the fucking team, that would’ve been fine but no. This bitch Margaret decided hey, let’s fuck with the fat quiet girl and embarrass her for no fucking reason.

“Number 469 thank you for trying out. But I don’t think it would be a good look for someone of your size to be on the squad. It wouldn’t be a good fit for our squad.”

If you felt that way, why would you fucking admit that in the microphone in front of everyone? Makes no sense to me whatsoever. But I let my emotions get the best of me. I ran out crying because I was embarrassed that she said that shit in front of everyone not what she said. As a big bitch, I know that there are a lot if things that we get looked at crazy for but this here is a different type of shade. While running out I saw a pair of heterochromatic eyes staring me down watching me run with tears in my eyes. I heard a knock on the bathroom door.

“Y/N it’s me. Open up, hun. This is the only bathroom and I know you’re in there. It’s ok. Fuck Margaret and the rest of the fucking squad. Do you want me to get the Glock and pistol whip their asses? Cause I will. But anyway, I love you. I’m not gone force you to talk to me but just know when you do I’m here.”

With that, Karlie left to give me some alone time. I wasn’t upset at what they did or what they said. I was angry because they had the audacity to embarrass me in front of everyone and then everyone was laughing. Soon as I came out of the bathroom, guess who I ran into to?

“Hey. You OK? What she did back there was whack. I think you did your thing back there” That monotone voice. It was the infamous Shoto Todoroki talking to me. Man was fine as fuck but even finer up close in person. Beautiful heterochromatic eyes, a fire as undercut with his two-toned hair. He was 6’1 with his school varsity jacket on, a white tee, some jeans, and some fresh white and purple Jordan shoes. And he smelt so fucking good that I could’ve melted in his arms like butter. I got so caught up in his beauty I didn’t even realize he was asking me about my name.

“Hey. You got a name?”

“Oh Yeah. It’s Y/N. We have Calculus together.” He meditated upon for a min.

“Oh. Dr. Briley. Class is cool. I hate how she did her syllabus tho. To much work for me.”

“Really? I took it as you always had shit given to you being who your daddy is and all. No offense”

He chuckled. “None taken. Most people assume that anyway. But I actually like science and math. Trying to work for NASA one day.”

“Nasa? That’s a nice spot to work.” Soon as I was gonna ask him if he liked football and what made him wanna join the team, this bitch Margret decided to pop up and ruin the fun. The look she gave me could kill because everyone knew she wanted Todoroki. Seemed obvious enough unless he was just in denial that she wanted him. It was hella cringe.

TIME SKIP

So a few days went by and everyone heard about what happened at the tryouts. So their coach reached out to me personally and decided to ask me to join the squad. Apparently, she had not been present for the actual tryouts but she was in the distance watching to make sure things went smoothly. So I joined because basically it was inevitable to change. I enjoyed the cheer squad. It was nice. Nice to see that over time I made a friend with Todoroki and some of his friends. Ida, Ochacko, Tsu, and Midoriya. They were all nice. Hell, even some of the meaner jocks became my friends too like Kiri, Denki, and Bakugo. Even tho Bakugo is mad at literally every damn thing.

TIME SKIP TO HOCO(HOMECOMING)

It was time for HOCO. You guys played again Kentucky State, who traveled from the Americas to Japan to get absolutely wrecked. Now it was time for the HOCO dance. You decided to wear a red dress the accentuates your curves, some silver heels, with some cocoa butter and some gold glitter body shimmer to really give it some pop. You put on your fav perfume and had your titties sitting up there to the point they looked like you had implants. You had your tattoos showing and you were proud of the color tattoos that were on your skin. Amazing. Fucking beautiful. Yu had a red bird that was realistic on your right shoulder and you had a spine tat that was a quote that you live by.

“Hey Y/n. You looks so fucking good. OMG! Bitch you are breaking necks and its something serious too hoe.”

“As I should be. LoL. Took me forever to get my buss down middle part together man. But its fire. Love how I did my make up. I feel like I stepped straight out the fucking 90’s ready to snatch somebody son. Speaking of somebody son. Half and half is staring so hard I think his eyeballs are gonna pop out his head because they’re dry lol.” With that being said, Todoroki made his way over to you and was staring you down like he wanted to devour you.

“Hey. Damn you look good. I see you actually decided to bring your ass to HOCO huh? Oh, hey Karlie”

“Hey Todoroki” what’s up? Yall did good out there. But im gone leave and let yall talk”

“By Karlie. I’ll see you later.”

“Now that Karlie is gone. You wanna get out of here for a little while?”

“Sure”

As you walked out with Todoroki you were receiving stares. You were trying to decide if you were receiving those stares because you looked fucking good or you decided to cave into your pussys desire and fuck Todoroki if he would fuck you back. Mans was beautiful and the relationship is super cliché. He’s the jock and you’re the cheerleader, who just happens to be a big bitch and that made the team because the coach said so. Not to cliché or bad right?

“What’s up Shoto. You good? You look sickly” and with that his lips were on yours. His lips were soft like he moisturized them and also took great care to specifically make sure his lips felt like a cloud. You kissed him back slowly as he wrapped the small of his hand on your back and moved to start kissing your jawline and your neck. “I been waiting to do that for a little while now. You so fucking sexy. Wanted you ever since I laid eyes on you”

“Really? How about we get the fuck out of here for real and you can show me how sexy I really am?” pecking him on his lips. He agreed and yall left. Barley made it into his dorm before his hands were all on you. His hands felt like fucking magic. Big strong hands that he uses every single day. Made you feel amazing that somebody fine ass son wanted to love you and fuck the living daylights out of you. Fucking amazing. The kissing started to get a little more heated as he gripped your ass hard. Gripped your plump ass so fucking hard like he is holding one of his footballs and you fucking enjoyed it. You enjoyed it so fucking much that it made you sick how you were basically putty for this man.

“Fuck that feels good” you let out as a breathy moan. Man was making you feel like you were on fucking cloud 9 and nothing could fuck up this moment. He started kissing your jawline while gripping your ass and telling you all kinds of nasty shit he wanted to do to you.

“If that feels good, just wait until I got you creaming on my dick. Sexy ass” his voice was deeper and filled with more lust and desire than anything. He moved me to the couch where he pushed me on my back to eat my pussy.

“Hurry up and eat me already. You are such a fucking tease man” came out more of a whine than you intended too.

“Shut the fuck up and wait. Im about to drink in every little part of this pussy and I eat it and fuck it when I’m ready. Understand?”

This man just told me to shut the fuck up while he is about to eat my pussy and fuck it. AMAZING. Who knew this man could be a fucking dom the way he’s talking to me.

“Answer me, princess. I can't do anything if you don’t talk to me” while he proceeded to slowly antagonize me and pull my panties down.

“You are so fucking wet that I could go swimming in it”

“All for you Shoto. All yours” you so desperately whined hoping he would get the picture and fuck you senseless already.

You were ready for this man to absolutely fuck your brains out and here he was playing slowly.

“Can you please fuck me already. I want you to fuck me like you are about to break my coochie in half please”

He let out a hearty chuckle “break it in half huh? Say no more. I’m not even gonna prep you. I need you to take all this dick understand?”

“Yes daddy I do”

And with that the man took this shit like we were on the fucking rocky river. IT felt so fucking good that he didn’t care if I was crying or not. He rammed it into me and it took me a min to get used to how big he was. He was long and thick with a beautiful vein on the underside of the shaft. His dick was so fucking pretty that I didn’t even want to suck it but I wanted him to fuck me with it because I wanted to squirt and cream all over that dick.

“F-fuck you feel soooo goooodddd… oh..my…fuck”

“you feel me, baby? You feel- shit, so fucking good. Gonna make me cum already. You wanna cum on daddy’s dick yea?”

“fuck I wanna come on daddy's dick.”

I came all over his dick. He looked so fucking good with his hair sticking to his face a little and his body all sweaty. His abs looked so good covered in sweat and he like to provide after care. AMAZING. I just fucked the shoto Todoroki. Beautiful. Cant wait to tell Karlie about my dick appointment since she decided that I needed some dick months ago.

#bhna x reader #bhna smut #bhna imagine #my hero academia #my hero acedamia #shoto todoroki #shoto x reader #todoroki #todoroki family #todoroki shoto #shoto x black fem reader

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zombieumbreon · 2 years

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In this chapter: body image trigger, degrading self, fingering, kisses and that’s it.

BakuTodoKamiShinKiriSero x chubby reader nsfw warnings: bdsm, pet play, reader has an animal quirk (neko), praise, body worship, quirk use, m/m/m/m/m/m/f pairings, oral, fingering

Don’t Deny Our Love, Kitten.

BakuTodoKamiKiriShinSero x neko chubby reader.

Two years, two years you had been friends with the boys that occupied your living room currently. Two years of stealing glances as they'd change shirts in front of you, silently pining for them. And two years that you didn't know how much they had all wanted you.

You sat beside Denki on your plush sofa, a horror movie playing in the background. You'd squeeze his arm a little tighter every time something intense happened. "Hey, Kitten, you okay?" he whispered. You nodded in response, scooting closer to him, paying no mind to his hand resting on your thigh. "Can I?" he whispered, earning a nod from you.

The other boys sat watching intently, no one noticing the movements coming from you and Denki, the ever so slight movements as his fingers worked at your swollen bundle of nerves and puffy lips. That is, until a moan slipped out that was just loud enough to turn all eyes on you and the blonde. His lips attached to your neck, your head leaned back against the couch. Your eyes had been closed, but you couldn’t shake the feeling of eyes on you.

Opening your eyes slowly you put a hand on Denki’s shoulder, “Denks, uh stop.” He looked up at you, noticing your eyes darting from one side to the other and he turned. His eyes went wide for a second before a smirk played across his lips. “Ah, sorry to interrupt the movie fellas,” he placed a hand on the back of his neck, pulling the other away from your heat and licking your slick away.

Your face lit up a bright red, “I uh…I’m gonna go refill the drinks and popcorn.” Standing to walk away you felt a callused hand around your arm. “Not so fast, baby shark,” it was Kirishima. Looking over to him, a glint of something wild in his eyes, he pulled you to sit in his lap. “Kiri,” you started to ask what he was doing, but before you could finish his name his lips were attached to yours.

You pulled away, panting softly as he adjusted you in his lap. “Well now, looks like we have ourselves a kitten to play with,” all you heard around you was soft chuckles from the heroes behind you. “I, but,” you looked at Denki, he just smiled at you and gave a slight nod.

“Tch,” you heard the explosive blonde to your right huff, “you’ll let Pikachu over there knuckles deep in that slutty cunt, but you won’t even wear a swimsuit or shorts in front of us?” He cocked a brow, tapping his finger on his forearm. You mumbled a response, the blonde looking irritated, “that’s not an acceptable answer.” He scolded you, looking at the other faces to see if they’d heard you, but he got nothing but confused looks.

“She said,” Bakugou started with a sigh, “that it’s because she’s not pretty enough.” Suddenly all eyes were on you again, “I…uh…well. It’s true. Look at you guys and then look at me.” Your pinch your plush tummy and thighs to emphasize your point, “other than Fatgum, cause it’s his quirk and all, I’m probably like the only fat hero. You guys are muscular and hot and ugh. Meanwhile I’m just fluffy and fat,” you pouted.

Shinso was the first to speak, “I have to disagree, Kitten. You’re perfect the way you are, you’re beautiful.” You blushed when his words weren’t followed by, ‘for a big girl,’ your eyes looking away from all of them. “Look at me,” the purple haired man whispered, now directly behind you. You craned your neck upwards at him, his lips pressing against your forehead. “And if we need to fuck that into you, I’m sure I won’t be the only one willing,” with that the other men groaned in agreement, Kirishima’s length stirring below you.

Part 1 is done, I will continue..not sure how many chapters I’ll do.

#mhasmut #mha x reader #mha #mha smut #anime #bakugou #denki #sero

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euphoricimagination · 2 years

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Is it ok I I can ask for a childhood friends to enemy’s to lovers

With shinso x chubby reader

Shinso from bnha?? Or my brain doesn't remember a shinso in haikyuu??

If it's the one from bnha, sorry, i only write for haikyuu, the characters that i have on my masterlist (๑•﹏•)

#haikyuu asks

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plussizeficchick · 2 years

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Hey love 💕, I have a little NSFW request. 🌚 a friends to lovers type thing with ProHero ShinKami and their quirkless bestie that’s feeling a little left out and kinda boring compared to their other friends. But she doesn’t know that they like her just as much as she likes them. Chubby girl friendly if you will 🥰

Hey bestie💕(do you mind if I call you bestie, term of endearment for me) I loveee this idea!! Hope you like it!

SN: Everyone show her some love. They make FANTASTIC content!💗

Santa Baby│ShinKami X Chubby Reader

Warnings: smut (creampie), cursing, (think that's it)

You never really minded being quirkless.

Sure, you were the subject of ridicule from your peers for most of your life. Even people with the most mundane quirks were sure to remind you of your place beneath them. But after some time, you realized that having a quirk wasn't all that it's cracked up to be, you could manage just fine.

You had taken a job at a small bakery in the center of Musutafu, and honestly, you were content. The pay was good since you had a lot of customers, and you had a great relationship with them. You were often told you give a more homey feel to the shop. With that being said, you often had pros come into the bakery for a quick snack and a small chat. Your favorites to talk to were Deku and Red Riot so far, but you were open to making new friends.

It was on a random Thursday, you had expected Red Riot to come in for his regular red velvet cupcake and relationship advice, but you were shocked to come face to face with Chargebolt. “Wow, Kiri sure was right. You are a cutie.” He says, sly grin on his face. Your face heats up, never having been flirted with so forwardly. “I, well- I,” “Say, what would a sweet thing like you recommend. I’m sure you have great taste.” He winks, satisfied with having flustered you. You swallow thickly, trying to get your words together, “The pineapple upside down cake was made this morning. We use fresh pineapples and cherries, and as a surprise we add a little rum.” You claim enthusiastically. You loved when customers asked for your recommendation, it always made you happy when they would come in and let you know how much they enjoyed the dessert. “Sounds great. I’ll take two slices.” While you prepare his order, you try to make small talk as you do with all your new customers, “I heard you say Kiri recommended me, are you two close?” “Yeah, he’s my buddy from high school. One of my closest friends. Are you and him close?” He asks. “I’d like to think so. He comes in twice a week and we do have our heart to hearts.” You say, moving to ring up his order. While taking out his wallet, he got a text from Shinso, telling him to come down to the agency for a meeting and you immediately recognized the sound. “Is that (Band Name)? I didn’t think anyone knew of them.” Denki immediately lifted his head. “You know (Band Name)? What’s your favorite song?” He says, smile creeping on his face. You were cute and listened to good music? Sign him up! “I really like (Song Name)! But I’m excited for their new album, the snippets sounded really good.” You smile, happy to have something in common with the hero. “I love that song! It really speaks to me, you know?” You nod and smile then let him know the price of his order. “I really hope I see you again, Mr. Chargebolt.” “Please, we’re friends now. Call me Denki.” He smiled.

Mini Time Skip

That day, Kaminari had told Shinso about you while they were having dinner. “And I made a new friend today! They're into the same band as me. They’re pretty cool.” Kaminari says. You had been running through his mind all day. He feels a bit guilty though, he’s in a committed relationship with Shinso! Had been for quite some time and he knows that he’s still in love with him, but he can’t help but feel a bit interested in you. “Really? What’s their name?” Shinso asks. Though he might sound uninterested, he was fully invested in how his partner's day was. “It’s-” Denki cuts himself off when he realizes. He didn’t get your name! He was so excited about the band thing that he never bothered to ask. “I- well, I didn’t get it.” He scratches behind his head. Shinso snorts, “Wow.” “But I’m going back there tomorrow so I’ll get it then.” He declares. “In fact, why don’t you come with me?” He suggests. “And why would I do that?” Shinso sighs, moving to clear the dishes. “I don’t know, I think you’d like her. She seems really nice and I heard this bakery has amazing coffee.” Denki says, knowing how to sweeten the deal. “Fine.” Shinso relents. “Oh also,” Denki moves to get the desserts out of the fridge. “She recommended this cake and I got you a slice. A reward for your hard work today.” He says, opening the bag. On top rests a small vanilla sponge cake with a sticky note attached; Just in case. Not everyone likes rum, haha. Enjoy! :) “She even gave me a little something in case I didn’t like the rum. What a gem.” Shinso laughs at his boyfriend's dramatics and takes one of the cakes. “Well? Ready to give it a try?” He asks, picking up a fork. Denki takes one for himself and they both move to try the cake at the same time. As soon as the cake hit their taste buds they knew; they had to get to know you.

Time Skip

As promised by Kaminari, they went to the bakery the next day and just like Kaminari, Shinso hit it off with you. They had a bit more time to sit and chat with you, so you made coffee and picked different snacks for the heroes to try. “Here you go, fresh coffee and as snacks,” You pause, turning to present them. “For Kaminari, you seem like a cinnamon kind of guy, so you get an apple streusel and for Shinso, I’m getting a coffee kind of vibe so tiramisu for you.” You say, putting the desserts in their respective spots. The pros look at their desserts astonished before Shinso looks up at you. “And what about you?” He asks. He hoped you weren’t ashamed of your size and didn’t want to eat in front of him and Kaminari. He was already starting to take a liking to you. “I’m glad you asked!” You say enthusiastically. “I’m trying a new lava cake recipe. So I’ll be doing a taste test to see if I’ll be adding it to the menu.” You move to bring out the cake, setting it on the table. It was a decent size and you may not have known it, but the two men felt happy that you were comfortable eating in front of them, and something that you hadn’t tried before? They’d get your raw reaction. When you sat down, you all immediately immersed in conversation, with them complimenting you on your skills.

Ever since that day, one or the other would come in almost every day. Sometimes they would come in together and you all would sit and chat. You really enjoyed the time you spent with the heroes and they were always sure to let you know they felt the same. Eventually, you built a pretty solid friendship with the two and over the course of a couple months, you became best friends with the duo. At first, you felt a bit weird about possibly causing a rift between the two, but after a while, you realized that if they wanted to make a pass at you, they would. But what you didn’t know was that they were secretly holding themselves back. There was not a day where you weren’t the subject of their fantasies, one of the only reasons they ever seem to get off these days. But they didn’t want to make you uncomfortable, they’d rather suffer in silence than never see you again.

It was on the day of the annual hero Christmas party and your best friends invited you to the event, wanting you to meet their friends and live a little. You had worn a cute, Santa inspired dress with red heels and an adorable Santa hat. You wanted to really get into the Christmas spirit. Making your way to the venue, you had started to feel a little self conscious. What if they act differently around their pro hero friends? What if you embarrass yourself, how would you show your face to them? You shake the thoughts from your mind, heading inside the venue. You survey the area, trying to find your two friends when you feel an arm wrap around your waist, “Hey, pumpkin. Looking for us?” You hear a familiar voice say. Turning to look at him, your eyes scan over Kaminari’s figure. He was wearing a deep red button down shirt, black pants and a Santa hat similar to yours. Beside him was Shinso in a similar outfit, however he ditched the Santa hat for a more festive tie. They looked good, really good. But you shake the thought before it sticks. You can’t lust after your two closest friends, especially when they are already in a relationship with each other. “Yeah, I’m happy to see you guys. You look great.” You smile, gesturing to their outfits. “Us? I think you stole the show, sweetheart. You look adorable.” Shinso says, moving to draw you into a hug. Shinso wasn’t the most physically affectionate person, Denki can attest to that, but there was something about your figure, the plushness of it, the softness. He couldn’t get enough, he wanted to have his hands on you all the time. “Aww, thanks Shin. Means a lot.” You flush, you’d never get used to how casually they throw compliments around, especially towards you. “Well come on, let us introduce you to everyone.” Kaminari says, grabbing your hand.

They introduce you to all of their friends at the agency, talking about their history with each person and telling you what their quirks can do. As you cycle through people, you realize that your friends are surrounded by interesting people every day and you’re.. you. And while you’re not bothered by who you are, you can’t help but feel a bit boring compared to who they spend their days with. Your mood begins to sour, and you want to leave before they pick up on it, but they know you, so when you tell them that you’re gonna leave earlier than previously mentioned, they know something must have upset you. “Okay, but if you don’t mind, we’re going to walk you home. We’d feel better knowing you got home safely.” Shinso says. You don’t feel like putting up a fight, so you just nod your head and you all head to your home. They had been to your house numerous times before, so they know what direction to go. “You sure you’re okay, sunshine? You haven’t really said much since we left the party.” Denki asks when you reach your front door. “Yeah, I just feel tired.” You say, brushing off the topic. “Bullshit, we know when something’s bothering you (Y/N). Don’t make me use my quirk on you.” Shinso says, half joking. He wouldn’t really use his quirk, but he really wanted to know what was bothering you. “Let’s talk inside, it’s chilly out here.” You say, ushering the heroes into your home.

You settle them on the couch, removing your shoes and sliding on house slippers. “Well? Spill.” Denki says, on the verge of bursting. “Well, are you guys okay with me?” The men look at each other confused. “What do you mean?” Kaminari asks, bewildered. “It’s just, tonight after seeing all of your friends and hearing about the amazing things you guys do, I can’t help but feel a bit dull compared to your other friends. I’m not really anything special.” You say, feeling embarrassed at having revealed something like that. What would they think of you? Your thoughts are pushed away when you hear a soft chuckle on the couch. “Sweetheart, you think we’re bored of you? I don’t think you understand the hold you have on us.” Shinso says, chuckling more. “What do you mean?” They couldn’t think of you like that, could they? Nodding, Denki speaks up, “You are so amazing to us, love. We love hearing you talk about what dessert you’re thinking of adding to your menu. We love the cute little messages you send us every morning, before we head out to work. We love being around you, probably more than a friend should.” He moves to stand in front of you. “We love you (Y/N). You mean everything to us. Please don’t ever feel inferior to any of our friends, in our eyes, you are the strongest person we’ve ever met, right ‘Toshi?” Standing and nodding, Shinso makes his way over to you guys. “We know this probably came as a bit of a shock, but honestly we couldn’t keep it in anymore. And after we saw how some of the other heroes were looking at you in that outfit, we couldn’t go another day without calling you ours. So, what do you say?” He asks. You are genuinely stunned, of course, you’d had feelings for the men, you had ever since they had first offered to walk you home months ago, and you couldn’t lie, you did think of them whenever you hand slipped into your underwear at night, but you were shocked. They wanted you the same way you wanted them? “I- Are you sure? I’m not-” Denki cuts you off by moving his hands to caress your face, “You are, baby. And so much more. Let us show you how much we love you, huh? Let us make you feel good.” He says, practically growling it in your ear. You nearly let out a moan at the close proximity, overwhelmed. “Please, baby?” Shinso says, giving you the final push you needed. You nod and Denki immediately devours your mouth, tongue sliding over your bottom lip, begging for entrance. You open your mouth, sliding your tongues together in harmony, letting him suck your tongue into his mouth. The scene is so hot, Shinso can’t help but to groan at his two lovers making out. Denki lets you go, a string of spit holding you together. Shinso turns your head towards him and devours your mouth with the same enthusiasm Denki gave you, however their tastes are different. While you got a more sugary taste from Kaminari, likely because of your desserts, you got a strong coffee flavor from Shinso, which was just as addicting. You separate after a minute, feeling hot all of a sudden. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.” Shinso suggests. You nod, motioning for the pros to follow you down the hall to your room.

Once you enter, you’re immediately picked up by Shinso and you gasp at the sudden movement. “Fuck, you’re so pretty baby. You looked so hot in this Santa outfit. We couldn’t keep our eyes off of you.” He gruffs out, moving his face into your neck to leave wet kisses. He sat you on the bed between him and Denki, both of them attacking your neck with kisses. You bite your lip, trying to muffle the moans that threaten to spill out of your mouth. “Don’t hide your sweet noises, baby. Let us hear you.” Denki groans, biting a sensitive part of your neck. You can’t help but to let out a moan, the pressure feeling amazing. “That’s our girl. Keep going baby.” Shinso groans in your ear, biting the lobe. He moves his hands to the back of your dress, hands touching the zipper when he asks, “Are you sure you want to do this baby? You don’t have to.” He says, giving you an out. You nod your head enthusiastically, you’ve wanted this for so long! “I want to do this. I want you both so bad.” You moan out when Denki sucks your sweet spot. Taking that as confirmation, Shinso zips your dress down, pulling it off of your plush body. The men groan, you’re as gorgeous as they thought you’d be. “So fucking pretty. All for us right, baby?” Denki asks, moving his hands to cup your soft breasts. You had gone commando under the dress, thinking that it sat better without any undergarments. “No underwear? You were planning to get fucked, weren’t you?” Shinso says, smirking when you avert your eyes from him. “N-no. I just thought it’d look better without them.” You say, embarrassed at having been called out so bluntly. “Either way, I’m not complaining. So ‘Toshi, how should we fuck our sweet girl.” Denki asks, pinching your nipples as he talks with Shinso. You gasp at the feeling, senses on overdrive. “I don’t know about you, but her mouth seems pretty lonely. I think I should fuck it, what do you think, pretty girl?” You moan at the mix of praise and degradation, eager to please the two pro heroes. “Please. Please fuck me.” You whine out, eager to get to work. Kissing your cheek, the pros move to get undressed. They move you into a position that allows them both to work you, Denki positioned between your legs and Shinso in front of your face. “If it gets to be too much, tap my thighs three times, if it’s too much with Denki, use the stop light system, okay baby?” Shinso asks, hoping you're comfortable. You nod, “Okay.” Once all is said and done, the men get back into position. “Ready?” Denki asks. Once you nod, the men push in, Denki immediately kissing your g-spot and Shinso hitting the back of your throat. “Oh shit.” Both men groan, feeling the warmth and tightness of your body. You swirl your tongue around Shinso’s length, contracting your throat to make it more pleasurable for him and clench your pussy around Denki’s length. “You feel so fucking good baby. So tight and warm and wet.” Denki sighs out, thrusting at a vigorous pace. “Her mouth feels so good too. You’re doing so good for us baby.” Shinso groans, thrusting further into your mouth, saliva coating his dick. “That’s right baby, fuck her nice and good for me. If you get her to cum before you do, I’ll fuck you before the night’s over. You’d like that wouldn’t you, pretty girl? To see Kami get fucked by me?” Shinso asks, grabbing his dick to slap you on the cheek. You and Kami can’t help but moan at his words, the sight briefly flashing through your mind. “Yes, daddy please. I wanna cum.” You whine, eager to finish him and taste his sweet release. Thrusting back inside of your mouth, Shinso groans at the feeling. “Fuck, rub her clit. Help our poor baby cum.” Shinso instructs, excited to see you orgasm. Heeding his words, Denki licks his thumb and runs it through your puffy folds, thumbing your clit and rubbing tight circles, thrusting harder and faster into your cunt. “S’good for us baby. So pretty. Cum, baby. Cum for us.” Denki moans, rubbing harder. The band in your stomach contracts, your orgasm washing over you in intense waves. “That’s it baby. Cum. Cum!” Hitoshi groans, turned on by your weak little moans. He cums after a particularly hard suck from you, shooting his load down your throat. Kaminari is the last to cum, but he seems to have came the most, his load painting your walls and gushing out the sides. He pulls out once he’s softened, pushing the cum back into your sensitive cunt.

The men kiss all along your body, working your body down from the intense high you had. “Hey, baby. How are we feeling?” Shinso asks, rubbing your sore thighs, and generous waist. He simply couldn’t keep his hands off you and now that he knew you felt the same way, he’d be damned if he didn’t indulge in his pleasures. “So good.” You sigh out, lazy smile making its way onto your face. “I hope you didn’t think that was it.” Denki interjects, head resting on your chest. “I still gotta get fucked by ‘Toshi.” He said, cheeky smile on his face. You run your fingers through his hair. You don’t think you’d ever get tired of this.

#x chubby reader #anime x chubby reader #x plus size reader #bnha smut #bnha x chubby reader #bnha x reader #bnha x plus size reader #shinso x reader #shinso x chubby reader #kaminari x reader #kaminari x chubby reader #shinkami x reader #shinkami x chubby reader #shinkami #shinkami smut #bnha x black!reader #x black reader #anime x reader #anime x black!reader

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lizandbo · 3 years

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comfort w/ bnha bois

this is a chubby reader x bnha thingy BUT when I wrote this, it’s more of a comfort for really anything. So if you need comfort this is really for anyone with any types of problems

this is a lil short and I need some comfort but yet here I am

shinso

- listen, he wants to listen bout your problems

- just lay it on him he don’t care

- even though he might look dead inside and don’t give a absolute fuck about what’s goin on, but he really does care deeply

- big ass eyebags right here ain’t gonna leave your side until you say at least something about what’s wrong

- like if your just having a pleasant day, then a wave of sadnesss runs through your brain

- he may not be the best comforter and he knows it, but he just wants to just to be there(I don’t know if that made sense but okXD)

- if you want anything he will give you it, like food, quality time, affection etc

- if you ever feel like a burden, please please don’t ever feel like that

- hell say you are seen and loved specially by him and everything will wash over soon, but that doesnt mean he won’t stop trying to comfort ya

- when you do feel insecure, he’s always gonna tell you otherwise that your body doesn’t matter, only Personality

- and I know thats obvious but godamn it it’s true

- he will skip whatever he was doing and love on you by any way you want

- ”I know things seem to be forever, but when it’s all over you will feel more relieved ok bby?”

iida

- look look bby is having a hard time with comforting having the formal ass he has

- he def looks up soem ways to comfort someone

- tried to do the best he can and hopefully you realize he’s trying to

- it’s kinda…overwhelming

- especially when you have a bad day about yo body

- lots of blankets, and other things that you like or that’s therapeutic for ya

- he makes ya drink and eat lots cuz he doesnt want You to not take care of your self

- maybe will spoon feed you if you want him too

- it’s not like he doesn’t want to in anyway, but he won’t just start rubbing the parts that insecure or unsure about

- he would when you tell him to

- he doesn’t have a problem with it but he’s making sure you dont

- ofc with blush on his face tho

- if you do start crying out of emotion and feelings, he will kinda bombard you with questions

- like what made you feel this way or is there anything to help

- your his #1 priority like all people in bnha/ mha but ok

- if anything comforts you he will do it

- it doesn’t matter how strange it is he won’t question it

- and please don’t be ashamed of it he doesn’t care

- it’s completely ok if you don’t wanna specifically tell what’s going on, but he will want to know later

- but you don’t have to say to him atm, if him just being there is enough that’s 100% fine

izuku

- izu bby would want to hear all your problems, at any given moment in life

- if you dont want to let him hear or having a hard time explain/ saying what your going through, hell curl up against your side and try to listen

- while doing so, if this is comforting to you he’ll play with your hair/ rub it

- he’ll do somethings for you like washing your clothes or goving you food

- if you feel down about your self he’ll kiss every spot on your body if you want him to

- bby just wants to make you feel safe to say whatever words that you have stuck in your head

- if you do refuse to say whatever is on your mind, hell wait but he just wishes for you to not bottle your feelings up

- if you start crying he’ll prob cry too

- he’ll try to distract you if it becomes In the way

- just becuase you don’t feel like your beautiful that doesn’t mean you are

- if you have some issues with other people, just give him them their address and he’ll deal with it;)

- he loves laying on your chest idk why

- nose kisses are a thing, and he’ll def try to do some nose kisses when comforting or literally any time

- when someone interrupts this little comfort session/ cuddlign session he’ll kinda become rude and annoyed

- look he’s tryna listen to you and your stuff but this asshole came here like wtf

- but anyway, izuku tries but that’s he can do

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emzbeez · 1 month

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Please give in any requests for mha characters with a goth reader I will write for anyone (EXCEPT OVER HALL AND CHILDREN)

#x goth reader #hitoshi shinso x reader #tamaki amajiki x reader #hitoshi x reader #tamaki amajiki #shoto x reader #mha x chubby reader #bakugou katsuki

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bakubunny · 5 months

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yet another shitpost with a long list of fic ideas that rot in my head but i’ll probably never get around to writing. 😪😔

fandoms: bnha, sk8, ffxiv, jjk

kaoru x self insert oc. she’s got a whole backstory and everything. mostly fluff but also 🫣 we know how i feel abt my pretty princess. (rail me.)

daddy!kojiro. i feel like sk8 fans will know this doesn’t need an explanation.

matcha blossom x f!reader. again, self explanatory.

kiri x chubby reader with a size kink. it’s still sitting in my drafts with a beginning written out but yeah. kiri and size kink just flusters me a lot.

size queen destroyer kiri. he’s got major frat boy/fuck boy vibes. if i’m honest, i was antisocial in college. so i have no clue where i’d start aside from perv!bakusquad trying to set reader up with him. reader finds out how big he is before they’re introduced. bonus points for chubby reader but i might be too selfish/unrealistic on that one.

wolgraha soulmate/hanahaki fic. probably set in shb, but maybe post ew to lower the angst and tension a bit for my own sanity. unsure if they’d end up together or not but now crystal exarch and wol have two reasons they’re actively dying. 💀

another emetwol soulmate au also set in shb, but this time it’s openly known to each other when they meet bc (insert story explanation i’m not sharing). enemies to lovers bc frankly that’s the only way that pairing would ever have a chance in hell.

denki telling you to “use that freaky toy” on video call while he’s on a mission. i think @neon-gothicc has already started it though.

katsuki eating chubby reader out for the first time in their relationship. he’s almost begging for it. it’s deep in my drafts but tbqh i struggle with writing this kinda stuff so i typically don’t.

shinso x praise kink!reader. i’ve got a solid idea for it but never have the motivation.

special mention: size queen destroyer kats. 🫢

tw: dark content, etc. beyond this point

daddy!shota x bunny!reader in general, but in the specific fic i’m thinking of, there’s rope bondage involved. need i say more?

alpha!shota x omega!reader and becoming his mate. bonus points if it fleshes out the whole “alpha offices with relief rooms” idea.

werewolf!shota, maybe bunny!reader bc i’m self indulgent �� but mostly just werewolf!shota.

more werewolf!kats and/or werewolf!eiji. i’m aching for it but also i get flustered just thinking about it so it never happens.

daddy!shota x piss kink!reader. no i won’t elaborate at this time. 😰

fauxcest dad bf!char (toji or geto tbh) x reader.

yes, i could continue, but i won’t. here’s to hoping some day i’ll get to a handful of these.

shitpost gremlins: @dcsiremc @bookcluberror @zazter-den @i-literally-cant-with-this @r4td0lll @naughtygobbo

#took a quick break on matchmaking for this #y’all this little game has been so fun. idk if im good at it but it’s giving so many fluffy feels #yes all the other unspoken wips are still in existence i promise im just bad at this shit 💀#shitpost #bunny rambles

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deleteddewewted · 3 years

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Hey comadre! I saw you asked for a fluff request, and I came to deliver 💜 I think you might be intrigued by the idea!

Shinsou who has been bullied his whole life, with the bullying growing harsher his middle school years. When he begins his high school life in UA, he remains distant, not allowing himself for others to get close to him, and for them to hurt him, because he has developed that trauma. He then successfully transfers over to the Hero Course, and his seat partner is the chubby/curvy girl of the class. She is friendly and welcoming towards him, but he remains to give her the cold shoulder, although he saw her intentions genuine, but he still keeps his guard up. She then goes and sits with him during lunch, her explaining that she understands why he gives off the cold shoulder to his peers. She explains she has underwent being bullied herself, by her weight and such. She tells him that as time passed, she learned to love and accept herself for who she is, and offers to help Shinsou in a similar manner. To help him learn to trust people and she asks if he puked accept her as a friend. He accepts and their friendship grows, with him starting to develop feelings for her, and wants to spend more time with the person who saved him from his own troubles 💗

My heart and soul needed this, thank you comadre!💜

(I may or may not have used some of my personal experience being body shamed in here so....yeah, thats your heads up.)

Misery and Company

Emo/Himbo Shinsou x F! Reader (Reverse Comfort)

TW: Mentions of bullying, Mentions of Body Shaming, Leading on

He remembered the constant laughter that was present in his life. Everyone would assumed it was a great childhood but to him, to someone like him, it was never the paradise that it was thought to be. The laughter was at him not with him. Kids pointed their fingers towards him and blamed him for all of the problems that would happen throughout the school day.

“I didn’t do it!” As a child, he didn’t know any better. He assumed that he could scream and yell like every other kid and be listened to. He found out quickly that he didn’t get that right. The teacher quickly told him off and called his parents. They came to pick him up from school and started to ask all kinds of questions. Did your quirk go off? Why did you do it? Is it that hard to listen? He didn’t bother to try to make connections after that. Friends were a waste of time. A liability. An opportunity to suffer unnecessarily.

When Shinsou reached middle school he suffered from the increase of villain comments. His quirk became the center of attention, it didn’t matter if he had good grades or was nice to people. His quirk was the focus, always was.

“You can get away with everything you want!” He’s heard that one about a million times already. It always managed to irritate him how much people cared about what he did with it. He hated the eyes. The voices. It only made his internal monologue become aggressive with himself. The constant reminder that he was less than the others for being born with a quirk that used people. It made him want to scream his head off.

“Yeah, I’m aware. Um, can we stop talking about it now?” He wasn’t a pushover but he knew that he could just say what he wanted. He purposefully asked a question to get the other student to stop talking without using his quirk. The last tithing he wanted was for someone to accuse him of using his quirk on them.

That night, Shinsou worked on his homework at his desk. His parents were away on a work trip so he had the entire house to himself. He looked at the time and groaned when he realized it was already one in the morning. He walked into his bathrooms and looked for his toothbrush. When he looked up at the mirror, ready to brush his teeth, he couldn’t help and stare at himself. His eyes held bags under them, dark and heavy as if he hadn’t slept in days. The faint smudging of the eyeliner he put on only making his eyes look even worse. He was tired and alone. His parents weren’t there to comfort him and with his quirk making it difficult to connect with others, he had no one to speak with other than himself. He dropped his hand down and just stared at his reflection. The image became hazy as he continued to stare back at it.

His face felt warm. He couldn’t stop the river that flowed down his face. He didn’t ask for his quirk, he also didn’t ask to be born. Shinsou couldn’t stop the rattling within his chest nor the stuttered gasps as he tried to breathe. He looked up at his reflection again, this time noticing the red and swollen eyes that belong to him. That night, Shinsou laid down to sleep on top of the covers and stared blindly at the uncovered window. He vowed to never become attached again. Not to classmates, not to family, and definitely not any possible friends.

Going to UA was a dream come true for him, the ability to be closer to your heroic dreams was closer than ever, but not for him. Shinsou had to watch as the heor course students acted like entitled brats, everyone in the school bowing to them like they were some great thing. He hated watching them boast, hated everything about them, to be honest. He wanted nothing to do with them, so why did they want something to do with him?

“Uh, sorry but I was wondering if you’d like to sign this petition?” Shinsou looked up from the book he was reading and stared straight towards the holder of the voice. It was a short chubby girl with a clipboard in her hands. She looked at him expectantly, waiting for his answer to her question.

“No thanks.”

“It’s for a local shelter, it’ll help abused and abandoned pets find a good home-” Shinsou wanted to be left alone. He sighed out loud and closed his book while rubbing his eyes, the eyeliner smudging.

“I said no. Now leave me alone.” Shinsou watched as the girl flinched at his annoyed voice.

“S-sorry, I’ll just leave you alone.” She quickly walked away from him, nearly entering a jog as she left him behind. Shinsou couldn’t help but become disappointed with himself. The girl was being nice to him and he snapped at her. She wasn’t even benign annoying, he just felt tired. He could hear how some people around him mumbled about the exchange he packed his things up and left towards his class.

He did see the girl again from time to time. He found out she was in the hero course and that she was in the A class as well. He would spot her on occasion but he did interact with her during his hero course admissions test. She wore her hero costume with pride and honestly, he had to look away for a moment, she looked like power itself. He couldn’t help feel intimidated in her presence. She didn’t come up to him yet so he had to come up to her. He intended on apologizing for his behavior a few months back, he didn’t mean to snap at her and he never found the opportunity to do so.

You watched as the indigo-haired boy awkwardly made his way towards your group. He wouldn’t meet anyone’s eyes but instead focused on the floor below him.

“Hi, I’m Shinsou Hitoshi.” He extended his hand out to you but you just stared at him like he grew a second head. He felt awkward again, he was expecting you to at least call him a dick but the silence made his stomach become tight.

“Nice to meet you Shinsou, I’m L/n Y/n.” You felt bad for being quiet for too long, you couldn’t help it. He was really pretty to look at especially since he wore eyeliner that sharpened the appearance of his eyes.

“Oh, uh yeah. I um, wanted to apologize for my attitude a while back. It was rude of me and uhh, I know that saying I was in a mood isn’t a good excuse but-”

“It’s fine, I get it. I can be annoying so it’s ok.” You gave him a bright smile and a clap on the back of his shoulder.

He tensed when he felt the heat of your hand on him, he couldn’t help but lean slightly into it. His ears reddened and not wanting to embarrass himself more than he did already, he quickly pulled his mask up to cover his ears and face.

“No- yeah- I mean no, you- you weren’t annoying, I was just in a mood and it accidentally let it out on you. Sorry about that.” He rubbed the back of his neck and looked at you briefly. You just smiled at him again and got closer to his person.

“Hey, do you mind if i-” You grabbed the bottom part of his mask and pulled it down slightly, your face closer than ever before to his own. He stopped breathing as you got closer, he couldn’t help but feel self-conscious about his breath. He smelled like coffee and for some reason, it made him feel embarrassed if you were to found out about his dependency of it.

You reached out with your pinky and brushed some of the black flakes of his eyeliner away from his upper cheek. You blended the smudged eyeliner on the bottom of his eye out and pulled his mask up again to cover his face.

“There! Just wanted to clean up your makeup. It’s really well done, by the way, wish I could do my own eyeliner as clean as your own. Do you wear eyeshadow on the bottom lid or is it just eyeliner with you?” You weren’t mocking him for his dressing and styling choices, many of his old classmates did.

He told you about what products he uses and yes, he did use eyeshadow for his bottom lid. You just smiled at him and occasionally added what you used. He enjoyed talking to you, you were nice to him and allowed him to speak his mind. He couldn’t help but want to know more about you. Unfortunately, your conversation had to come to an end since his group was the first one up, but you both agreed to talk after all matches were over.

His second year at UA was better but he still felt awkward around everyone. Everyone, discluding Bakugou, was nice to him. You especially made it your duty to be around him all the time. He enjoyed your company but he found himself still pushing away from him at times. The constant lingering feeling of possible betrayal being prominent in all of your interactions. It didn’t matter how many times you helped him do his makeup or how many times he did your own, didn’t matter if he showed you his favorite video games to play, nor if he introduced you to his parents and had you in his room playing those same games with him for hours. He was still nervous, paranoid that you’ll stab him in the back. Scared that you’ll turn around and show your true colors. That you’ll take everything you know about him and tell everyone so you could all mock him again.

Shinsou, due to his fears, started to pull away from you. No more hanging out with him, no more doing each other’s makeup, no more eating lunch together. Shinsou ignored you every time you tried to speak with him, always turning himself away from you or being rude in some manner. It did discourage you at times, made you feel like you were back in middle school with the cute guys in your grade only speaking with you to make fun of your interests afterward. You thought that maybe he was going to be different but you guessed not. You kept away from him as you processed the situation but that also gave you the chance to watch him. You noticed that instead of sitting with your guy’s other classmates he would op to sit on his own within the cafeteria at a faraway table or somewhere else. You noticed that he not only avoided you but the rest of your classmates. He was back to how he was in his first year.

You couldn’t keep watching him be alone again, you didn’t want to leave him alone. You made up your mind and made your way towards Shinsou. He was sitting outside of the cafeteria eating his lunch while reading a book that was placed on his lap. He looked tense as he continued to read and nervous at any sound that made itself known. You felt bad for him, from what he told you about his own school experience, more of the lack of, you assumed that he was bullied for his quirk. He never used it on you and he never spoke much about it. He never gave you any details and never told you how his quirk activities, he just avoided the conversation entirely but he was always excited to listen to your own though.

“Shinsou.” You watched as the male jumped in his spot on the floor and direct himself towards you.

“Shinsou, can we talk for a bit?” He averted his eyes and began to pick his things from the floor, shaking his head as he did.

“N-no, sorry. I have to go-” You got in his way and crouched down to meet him at eye level.

“I know you have nowhere to be at. Please, talk to me for a bit.” You placed your hand on his own and stared at him. Shinsou didn’t want to meet your eyes. He didn’t want to see the disgust in them or the hatred you felt for him.

What he didn’t expect was for you to place your hand on his cheek and gently guide his gaze to your own. His eyes were wide and watery, he didn’t understand why you were being so gentle, so kind with him. Didn’t you want to be angry with him? Your own eyes were soft, a small smile present on your face.

“Shinsou, what’s wrong?” Your voice was gentle and your touch never leaving him. He took in a breath and spilled everything and all of his troubles to you. Once he finished, he was welcomed by a hug.

You pulled him into your own body and shared your warmth with him. You gently brushed his wild hair as you allowed him to cry to his heart’s content. He needed someone to listen to him, someone who would just let him talk. You were that person for him. Once he felt better, he pulled away from your person and rubbed his eyes. His eyeliner was running and smudging severely on his face. He pouted slightly at his destroyed makeup but then looked at your uniform. You had black smears all over your jacket and shirt.

“I-i’m sorry L/n. I didn’t mean to ruin your uniform.” You just chuckled and shook your head at him.

“It’s fine Shinsou, you needed to let it all out.” He began to take deeper breaths and eventually sat next to you. His head gently laying on top of your own.

“It… it was frustrating you know? I thought that I was the problem and I still feel like I am at times.”

“I get what you mean, I also had to deal with bullies.” Shinsou lifted his head and looked at you confused. You had to deal with bullies? Why? You were nice to everyone, why would anyone want to hurt you?

“I think it’s obvious as to why Shinsou.” Shit, did he say that out loud?

“Yes, you did.” You gave him another smile and took his hand. You compared him to your own. Your hand was smaller than his own but it was rounder, chubbier, just like the rest of you. You found it adorable how different the both of you were.

“I’m overweight, man. People tend to hold a preconceived idea of what overweight people are like.” Shinsou still couldn’t understand.

“So? Why would anyone bully you for something you don’t have all that much control over?”

“Because they’re mean. It’s a power trip for them.” You began to play with his fingers, taking note of the muscles that you weren’t aware existed within them.

“I used to have a crush on this guy and for the longest time, my classmates made fun of me because of it. They always said that I was too fat for him or that id hurt him if I leaned onto him. Typical mean comments about my appearance and how I was unloved.” Shinsou began to frown and got closer to you. His body heat becoming a welcoming presence to you as you recounted your own struggles.

“Then one day he asked me to hang out with him. We ate lunch together and we spent time together. I thought he was interested in me just like I was interested in him. He once got close to my face and made it look like he was about to kiss me before reaching for something behind me. We laughed it off as an accident but I noticed the small blush on his face. I was excited.” You pressed on each of his fingernails and wiggled his fingers in between your pointer and thumb.

“I thought that this was it, he liked me back. Our school dance came and everyone was asking out their dates for it. I thought he was going to ask me to go with him but that didn’t happen. He pulled me towards him in the middle of class with everyone watching us, a lot of the other girls were jealous of me because of it.” You noticed the chipped nails polished on his nails and began to scratch it off.

“He cupped my face and pulled me closer to him. We were going to kiss.” You stopped playing with Shinsous hand. Your hand falling onto the ground limply.

“He gripped my face and pushed me away saying “Did you really think id like you? You’re such a joke L/n.” ” You pulled away from Shinsou, your hand rested on your lap instead of anywhere near his.

“I felt so alone, so gross, so….fat. It hurt but it was made worse because it was in front of everyone. Everyone saw how he treated me and made fun of me. No one did anything, not even as I ran away crying. Instead, I got comments about my weight. I got called some really mean names that day and the following. I didn’t go to my school’s dance, I didn’t want to be made fun of again.” You didn’t hear a thing from Shinsou. He just sat there looking at you like you were crazy.

“Their assholes.”

“I know.” You looked at him and smiled. He came closer to you, grabbing your hand from your lap and interlacing them in one another.

“But I don’t feel like that anymore. I don’t care is a better way to phrase it. People can have their opinions, either nice or mean. I can’t dictate that.” Shinsou scooted closer to you as you continued talking.

“But I can dictate the way I think about myself and the people I want to be around me.” Shinsou couldn’t help himself anymore.

He leaned in towards you and placed his hand on your cheek. His lips gently pressing onto your own and unmoving. You felt your heart fluttered but it quickly turned to amusement. He just pressed his lips to yours and wasn’t moving, He wasn’t moving. He had his eyes closed and pressed into you, it was beginning to bruise your lips. You pulled back slightly and looked at his face. He had his lips still puckered and his eyes closed. You giggled and quickly kissed him again before he pulled away. You on the other hand did move and deepened the kiss.

Shinsous heart soured as you kissed him back, his lips no longer hurting but feeling gently caressed by your own. He couldn’t help the small gasps that escape him nor the way he pulled you closer to him. When the two of you parted, Shinsou looked at you with sleepy eyes. He wanted this and he wanted more.

“I like you L/n.”

“I like you too Shinsou.”

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lo-frequency · 3 years

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Shinsou with a Chubby Latina!Reader

This was a request made by @blossominglark for hc of Hitoshi with a Latina reader. The reader had a specific personality: -Confident, compassionate, and outspoken. -Often blends in Spanish with her speech since it's her native language -She's like a motherly figure for Class A, and enjoys encouraging others. Hope you enjoy, as always!

-Shinsou loves your personality, thinks your friendly nature is so attractive because you have characteristics that he doesn’t. You bring out a different side of him that would’ve otherwise stayed hidden. Where he’s rough around the edges, you’re sweet and compassionate. What he lacks, you make up for in a trait of your own. You’re his better half, or in more poetic terms, his media naranja

-Likes your no-nonsense attitude, he’s the same way, so the two of you are already on the same wavelength when it comes to certain conflicts.

-Finds your motherly nature comforting, he feels really fortunate to be able to lean on you when he’s having a hard time...but he would also remind you to take care of yourself as well, and isn’t above telling other people to leave you alone so you can have a break.

-Feels like he won whenever he makes you laugh, and likes to watch your loose curls bounce and sway as your shoulders shake from laughter.

-Doesn’t speak a word of Spanish but loves to hear you speak your native language. Eventually picks up on some of your favorite sayings/phrases, so if you say something he recognizes he may respond depending on what you said. Some people are like “Does Shinsou speak Spanish?” he does not, but will allow them to think so, bc it makes him feel cool lol

-Internally melts whenever you call him terms of endearment in your native tongue. Tried to hide how flustered he got when you told him what “guapo” meant. Definitely starts to learn Spanish in his free time so he can be that much closer to you and your culture.

-Proud of you and your accomplishments. He doesn’t say it often, but he admires your strength and skill, and hopes to be able to fight alongside you in the same class someday soon. One of his guilty pleasures is fantasizing about working in the same agency when you both become pros. He knows he’s probably romanticizing it, but he can’t get the image of you two fighting together out of his head. And then you get in trouble, and then he has to save you, and then you shower him in kisses because he’s your hero- ok he has to stop, he’s making himself blush.

-His favorite thing to do is rest his head on your soft chest while you pet his hair and tell him about your day in a blend of Spanish and Japanese. There’s nothing more soothing than your voice. Hearing you speak calms him down even on the worst of days.

-He could look into your pretty eyes all day, he gets the fondest expression on his face every time he looks at you but denies it whenever you tease him for it.

-Had never met anyone with your figure before, but let it be known that he does not mind at all. Didn’t think he had a type before meeting you, but you are definitely it. Now bring your thicc self over here, his lap is starting to get cold without you

(Ohh it's like that, Hitoshi? 👀) Thanks for tuning in, y'all :)

PS: I have a short fic/drabble on the way for this same prompt coming in like an hour, so stay tuned for that!

#chubby reader #bnha x chubby reader #shinsou x reader #shinso x reader #bnha x reader #shinso x chubby reader #bnha x fem!reader #bnha headcanons #x chubby reader #x plus size reader #mha x reader #mha headcanons #latina!reader

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shaydeoffical · 3 years

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Bright as a Diamond Chapter 15: Shinso Hitoshi x Reader

Hello everyone, here is a link to the new chapter. Things have taken a spicy turn, and I wanted to put it on a site that has a better tagging system.

Chapter 15

#bnha x reader #Shinso Hitoshi x reader #Hitoshi x chubby reader #Shinso x chubby reader #Shinso x reader #ambershaydeoffical

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m-u-g-i · 2 years

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I'm Sorry, Beautiful

Pro-Hero Shinsou x Quirkless Chubby Fem Reader

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Genre: Angst to Fluff

Summary: Being married to the amazing mind-controlling hero, you've been receiving vulgar comments due to your size and the fact with you being quirkless. Therefore, your mental health began to disintegrate and your physical health wasn't too far behind. Being ignorant of your health, your husband comes home after having a horrible day at work, unleashing his emotion into you, not realizing the kind of result that would occur later.

NOTE: The following consists of vulgar language, potential harm, emotional and verbal abuse, mental health problems, and medical acknowledgment. Please keep in mind there is no expertise in any medical events and the circumstances taking place are pure fiction for entertainment purposes. The author will hold no liability of offense, so please feel free to exit if you're sensitive to any of the said topics.

Y/N P.O.V.

"Why of all people did he get with that fat chick?"

"Useless little twerp"

"He deserved better"

"At least have a quirk, you stupid cow"

These are just the "nicer" comments and messages I've received today.

~~~~~~~~~~

With my husband being the one and only Hitoshi Shinsou, it came to no surprise to see everyone murmuring about our marriage. Majority of the time, the gossip consisted of insults and judgmental statements made by his fans toward my weight or quirklessness.

And well, they were right.

I mean, Shinsou became part of the top 10 heroes, adored by the entirety of Japan, and the man's definitely one of the most attractive beings anyone could lay their eyes on. Plus, being an alumni of the infamous UA Academy, one of the most prestigious schools in producing a few of the first class heroes, his credibility increased rapidly. Someone of my stature would have been the last thing society would have thought to be his spouse.

What about me?

While being a quirkless yet simple woman who wanted to live a simple life away with from spotlight, I've aspired to become a music teacher. Growing up, constant degradation and bullying had me develop a concerning immunity from it and despite it all, my work ethic played as a distraction to push myself forward.

The original plan was to graduate high school, rent out an apartment, attend college, major in music and teaching and earn my Bachelor's Degree to become a music teacher, yet things quickly took a drastic turn.

First meeting at his favorite cat café, I was fresh out of high school, working to save up for college while he continued his training to gain his legitimate Hero's License. Being a regular at the café, it piqued his interest seeing a new employee and never did he think he'd gush over something other than kittens or a good cup of coffee.

With every good and bad day at training, when he wanted to de-stress at the café, I would be there, always working overtime and there have been numerous occasions when we were alone in the café and making comfortable conversations about each other's interests, hobbies, daily lives, friends, families, so on and so forth. Though completely petrified of his possible reaction, I decided to reveal my quirklessness. Instead of being disgusted, he simply smiled and embraced me, grateful I was able to confess such a secret to him.

From them on, our relationship became quite tight and proceeded years later. Right then, he finally earned his Hero License with me becoming his first and Number 1 supporter of his soon-to-be successful career.

Even after a while of tiresome days and gruesome villains, he told me the ability to muster up the courage ask me to become his girlfriend had to be the most difficult task he had fulfilled. I had become so eager to decline, afraid of the possible disappointment I'd cause him because of my size or quirklessness, however, he was quick to reassure my doubts, stating how my physical being does not affect the emotions he feels when being around me.

As he began to climb the charts, he had become more busy with patrols, meetings, fan greetings, villains, and so on. His face became known to the public eye incredibly quick, so it didn't take long for people to discover our marriage. Though he was ecstatic of the life he had achieved, I felt alone and insecure with my thoughts and those brutal statements being sent to me. Already being at the breaking point, who knows how long it'd take for me to shatter.

Though I was hesitant, I accepted his offer with our marriage being an end result. Moving in together, our financial status had been considerably stable considering my husband's occupation and by the coercion of said man, I have resigned from my job and been able to attend college.

Key word: coercion, not consensual.

Afraid to argue or anger--and with 2 months of convincing--I let him do what he wanted.

Life was amazing. Well, at least for him.

Author P.O.V.

Today is your birthday and every year on your birthday, you both would bake and decorate a cake of your choice before going out to the arcade to hang, the mall to shop or wherever you felt like going. Later, you both get something to eat and then, finish the day with a night stroll in the park with the cherry blossoms decorating nearly all the trees in the area. Cherry blossoms have always been your favorite flowers and well, your beloved husband always kept that locked in his mind.

Due to drowning yourself in work, it had been a week or so since your last genuine meal, yet you were ready to discuss matters with Shinsou and hopefully, have an amazing time with your spouse. Although, he hasn't been picking up your calls or answering your texts. With it already past 5 pm, the usual time he'd return home, he wasn't there, so with a melancholic heart, you began to bake a simple vanilla cake and decorated it with pure white frosting and coconut shavings. You then topped it with red lettering stating "Happy Birthday" before refrigerating it. Finally finished at 6:45pm, you waited a bit longer until your beloved husband returned.

You waited....

And waited....

But, nothing.

The clock struck 8 pm and with a disappointed sigh and tears threatening to fall from your eyes, you decided to whip up Shinsou's favorite, fried rice with beef.

'Maybe he's busy. The least I can do is make him a homemade meal' you contemplated, attempting to remain optimistic.

After an hour or so, you set up only his plate, ready to dine, but you decided to wait once more, in case the man of violet locks came back to your humble abode. Yet, your hopes were left in vain as 2 more hours passed.

Tears finally escaping, you've given up on being patient for your lover and decided to contain your husband's plate in plastic wrap, placing it next to your cake in the refrigerator. Almost striking 11pm, your front door flew open as the man you've long awaited for finally arrived with his boots dragging and stomping with every step. Wiping away your tears, you gleefully forget your recent sorrow.

"Toshi!"

You run into his arms, only for him to weakly push you away, obviously exhausted.

Confused and concerned, you make eye contact with Shinsou, noticing the sticky sweat dripping from his forehead, dirt and debris decorating his face and costume, his eye bags in a darker shade, the slump in his posture, and just over all burnt out. Understanding of his condition, you remained silent of the special occasion and decided to tend to your beloved husband. Well, at least try.

"W-Welcome back, love. How was w--?"

He held up his hand in motion to silence you, to which you obliged.

"Not right now, Y/N. It's been a long day and I just want to sleep."

"Well, I-I made dinner. It's your favorite. You should eat before you sle--"

"No, Y/N. Again, I've had a long day and I just want. To. Sleep," he clarifies in a much rougher tone. Refusing to allow your husband to starve, you grab his plate and place it in his hands.

"I understand, babe. B-But, it's late and I don't want to go to bed without a proper mea--"

He then throws the plate to ground, completely shattering the dish and wasting the very delicacy you've worked so hard in making for him. You jumped and almost sobbed at the action.

"SHUT UP, Y/N!" He exclaims, anger visibly breaking his patience.

You flinch at the sudden burst.

"WHAT BY 'I JUST WANT TO SLEEP' DID YOU NOT UNDERSTAND?!"

"T-Toshi, I just wanted t-"

"I'VE HAD TO WORK ALMOST 6 MORE HOURS BECAUSE OF ONE STUPID VILLAIN WHO WANTED TO RAMPAGE THE AGENCY BUILDING!! NOW, MY SIDEKICKS ARE HAVING A PAY-CUT TO PAY FOR DAMAGES AND MY OFFICE IS F***ING DESTROYED!! THE LAST THING I NEEDED TODAY WAS TO COME HOME TO YOUR FAT*SS TALKING ABOUT FOOD!!"

"I pay our bills, I give you a nice house to live in, provided you with all the designer clothing and accessories women would envy for, and most of all, I made you my wife! I made a quirkless, fat chick my wife. Out of so many better options, I chose you, yet you can't fulfill a simple wish of leaving me alone?! Now, you can either shut up and let me go or I can kick you out right now and you can find some other hero to whore off to! What is it going to be?!"

You remained silent.

"That's what I thought," he remarked before storming off. However, he mumbled under his breath, not realizing you could hear the very words that would soon crush your spirit.

"Useless fat*ss. Why did I marry such a fat bitch?"

As if it were glass, you could hear and feel the core of your heart shatter as your eyes dulled blankly with tears streaming similarly to rivers. The excruciating pain numbed your entire being as you knelt in weakness and cleaned the shards of glass and the dirty food, not attentive on the various cuts and wounds on your knees, palms and feet. The amount of redness escaping your body would've made the kitchen resemble a crime scene, so you made sure to tend to those wounds before clearing out the entire kitchen, leaving it absolutely spotless.

You brought out the cake, placed the candles on top and lit them before singing 'Happy Birthday' with a weak, cracked voice, unable to contain the emotions conjuring inside you.

"Happy Birthday to me," you whispered. Wiping your tears and taking a deep breath, you blew out your candies before you got up, carefully, feeling the stinging from your feet and hands as you carrying the slightly heavy cake back in the refrigerator.

'Guess I'll sleep in my office today' you thought before finding clothing that would hide your wounds.

Time Skip

With almost a week passing since the incident, Shinsou had been way too busy and exhausted to truly process everything that had occurred and had been currently taking place.

He doesn't realize that you've gone almost 2 weeks straight without proper nutrition, leaving you in and out of consciousness constantly.

He doesn't realize you've been drowning yourself in work, a toxic habit you've picked up in high school when you're overly emotional.

He doesn't realize your wounds haven't been properly treated by the necessary medical attention you needed and have been infected, yet you kept them under thick wraps.

He doesn't realize his wife hadn't been at her actual work office in a week, concerning her boss and co-workers.

He doesn't realize his wife is literally physically, emotionally and mentally destroyed and is on her last thread.

In the meantime, he's simply trying to get things over with at his agency.

Today, he's patrolling along with Number 1 Hero, Deku, and his old friend, Chargebolt. All three specializing in speed and long-distance attacks. As they made their way around the city, they began to catch up with each other, being the fact they were close back in high school. Turns out, despite being much older with families and spouses of their own, their personalities haven't changed much.

Everyone knew about Shinsou's agency building, so the electric blonde tried to crack a few jokes to lighten his mood, though it didn't really do much work.

"Get it? 'Cus he made his own lunch," Denki laughed.

"Uhh, Kaminari? Are you okay?" Deku asked, slightly concerned with a nervous chuckle.

"Yeah, why?"

"Dude, you literally made a joke of 3 students committing suicide because their moms made the wrong lunch again, twice," Shinsou added.

"But, the last guy made his own! That's the joke!" Denki whines, seeing his friends refusing to laugh. The other two look at each other, chuckling.

"Glad to see you still the same, Kaminari," Shinsou commented.

Denki remained pouty, but had a cracked smile at the comment. As they strolled throughout the tops of the buildings, Deku grabs their attention with a little 'oh'.

"Hey, Shinsou. I've been meaning to ask, where did you and Y/N go this week? Since you guys probably had to cancel things that day," the green-haired asked. Confused, the purple haired man just shrugged.

"Uhh, we didn't go anywhere. We stayed home this past week."

"Aww, so it was a domestic date? Did you guys still go to the park to see cherry blossoms?" Denki added.

"Cherry blossoms? No, we only go when it's her bir--"

The violet head's eyes widened almost triple the size of his normal sleepy expression.

"Wait, what's the date today?!"

Deku pulled out the date on his phone, only to have the purple haired man's heart drop to his stomach. Cursing under his breath, the man disappeared, ignoring the two males calling out for him in worry. The only thing on his mind was getting to you immediately. Swinging through the city buildings, he spotted his parked Mercedes and without hesitation, he grabbed his keys from his pockets and swung into his car, completely speeding to The 2Y Corporation, the supporting business building to which you worked at.

Disregarding the various honks and curses given to him on the road, his desperation of apologizing and compensating blinded his mannerism and decency. Finally arriving at your workplace, he sprinted to your office, ignoring the desk receptionists yelling at him to stop. The man booked it up the stairs, though it was illogical knowing your office is at the 17th floor of a 20-floor building. Once reaching your office, he swings the door open and sees you're not there. Worried, he looks around, hoping you were getting files or using the bathroom. Gaining the attention of everyone near your office, a voice called out to him.

"Shinsou?"

He turns to find Momo Yaoyorozu, another old classmate and your boss. The woman stands there, worried, seeing the dismay in your husband's expression and his lack of breath, giving her the indication he probably took the stairs.

"Yaoyorozu! Have you seen--?"

"Your wife? I've been wanting to ask you that. She hasn't been at work this past week."

"Wait, what?"

"Yeah," she responds. "Y/N was calling in sick, but she said she'd be doing the work at home. I told her to rest to better herself, but you know how stubborn she can be."

Guilt ingesting him further, he bows to the woman, thanking her and dashed out the building faster than when he entered. On the road once more, he pulled a Dom Toretto in the streets wanting to see the lovely figure of his wife. He was making sharp turns in the urban neighborhood to which your shared house was located. Pulling up in the driveway of the house, the man sprinted into the house, going straight for the bedroom. Greeted with emptiness, he goes into your office. Emptiness once more. However, the scent of coffee and the unorganized mess of files and folders flooded your desk.

Hearing the bathroom toilet flush, he hid in the shared bedroom behind the door, peeping to see you come out the bathroom. The sight that came out of the said room, oh, did this man's world come crumbling down.

You had vomit decorating your lips as you struggled to even stand, let alone exit the bathroom.

Your skin had become pale, emphasizing the dark eye bags under your eyes, which seemed to be much darker than his.

Your muscles had depleted into a sickly figure, leaving your posture slumped and your body looking frail.

Your hands, knees and feet where thickly wrapped, yet he can see red and bits of yellow seeping through the white bandages.

With every step you took, you limped, trembled and winced, struggling to even get to your office.

His heart shattered at the sight as he wanted to scoop you up, bridal style, and care to your every need. However, he needed to compensate for his wrong doings before you can even allow him to be near you, let alone touch you. Once you finally entered your office and closed the door, an idea popped in his head.

Cake.

'I'll make her a cake and sing 'Happy Birthday' and we can talk things out,' he thought to himself. Trying to remain optimistic, he stealthily left the shared bedroom.

Quietly yet quickly, Shinsou went into the kitchen to ready the ingredients and supplies. Going for the butter and eggs first, he opens the refrigerator, only to be greeted by an already-made cake, not even touched. There were used candles on the cake with the tips burnt out and the wax slightly melted. Rethinking of the past week, there haven't been visitors at the house and he knew you wouldn't invite anyone without letting him know first. Checking his texts, you didn't say anything about anyone coming over so, the only explanations he could think of was you either invited a friend over and forgot to tell him or....

....you lit them yourself and celebrated alone.

Your husband prayed it wasn't the latter, but that didn't refrain the regret and guilt from further consuming him. Tears finally fell down his beautiful lavender eyes as Shinsou decided to man up and just talk to you, straight up. Though he paused in front of your office door, hesitant to enter, Shinsou silently opened the door to keep you unaware of his presence, to which he succeeded in.

You remained embraced by the numerous sheets and folders on your desk as your head motioned up and down from the files to your computer screen in a constant movement. Opening his mouth to say something, he was interrupted by the constant flashing of your phone as it was blowing up on the stand behind you, yet it was on silent. Seeing you distracted with your work, he took the opportunity to look through your phone. It never had a password since you both agreed to never keep secrets and you've always hated the fact that he often forgets your password.

Sliding to unlock, he sees various messages and DM's from anonymous and identified people. Scrolling through, he sees a variation of death threats, insults of your quirklessness, and body comparisons of yours with other Heroes, calling you 'fat' and 'ugly'. Shinsou sees that many of these comments and texts date back to 3 months and the most agonizing part....

.....it's shown that you read ALL of them.

Anger clouded his head as tears continued to flow down his handsome face. Unable to withstand such emotions, he turns your chair around, causing you to yelp. Though slower than usual, you processed his presence, causing your eyes to widen.

"Toshi? Why are yo--?"

Without letting you finish your question, he shows you your phone, causing shame to overtake you almost immediately.

"I can e-explai--"

Suddenly, he fell to his knees and hugged your waist, sobbing into your lap, but making sure he wasn't hurting you, especially your knees. Still in an emotional wreck yourself, it didn't take much for you break down as well.

"You were b-busy and I didn't want to bother you," you cried.

"Why d-didn't you tell me? You were holding up with this this whole time?!" He cried.

Looking up at your tear-soaked face, he caressed your cheeks with such gentleness and grace, as if you were fragile to touch.

"No. I don't care. If it involves you getting hurt by random people, shove the phone in my face, understood? I c-can't ha--"

He chokes on his tears as he takes a deep breath to recollect himself.

"I can't have you enduring all of that hatred alone. Especially, as your husband."

The lavender head strokes your cheek, shocked feeling more bone than normal fat.

"Baby, look at you. You're exhausted. Have you been eating?"

Through your sobs and sniffles, you shook your head 'no'.

"Wha-- Babe! Why not?! Have you at least been getting proper rest?!"

You shook your head once more.

"I-I'm sorry, Toshi."

From your point of view, you could see the very soul inside of your husband just wither. That alone made you break as you couldn't hold in the pain you felt inside, resulting into hard and louder sobs. Recalling that night where it was designated for your special day, your husband trembles in regret as he probably turned the special occasion into the worst birthday given to his beloved wife. Shinsou wipes your tears as they began to fall frequently.

"Toshi, it's fi--"

"My love, what have I done to you?" He stated, as his voice cracked.

"I am so, so, so sorry, beautiful. I've insulted you, I've degraded you, I've blamed you for something that you had no control over, I've taken your kind heart for granted, and most of all, I left you alone on your special day."

"Don't you dare tell me that 'it's fine'! It's not, Y/N! You know that!"

With such a broken smile, you hold his face in your bandaged hands, kissing his lips, nose and forehead before connecting your forehead with his.

"It's okay, Toshi. I'm okay. I just missed you, is all, okay? I'm sorry for troubling you."

Sobbing in your hands, he shook his head, refusing to believe the words that came from your mouth.

You paused as you diverted your eyes away from the man in front of you, refusing to answer. He, however, caressed your cheek, guiding your attention to go back to him and remain on him.

"No, baby. Stop apologizing. I am the sorry one. I became one of those monsters online. I was inconsiderate of you. And look," he states, placing your bandaged hands in his while looking at your knees and feet as well.

"I left you alone to deal with these injuries alone. I don't even know how you got them. Baby, tell me the truth. What caused these?"

"Darling, please don't ignore me yet. You can after this, but please. I-I can't see you wrapped up and not know what happened to my wife. Please, love."

Looking down, you exposed the truth about the plate as you hated to see your husband in such a state. As much as he hurt you, you couldn't bring yourself to hurt him back. All you wanted was to make up and go back to how things were back then. But you knew it was going to take a bit of time for things to genuinely heal and go back to normal.

Hearing the truth had Shinsou's sorrow turned to self-loathing.

'What the hell is wrong with me? I did that to her? For what?!'

Frustrated, he bit his lip and looked at up at you as he remained on his knees.

"Hit me."

Shocked, you made eye contact with him to reassure yourself if you've heard that correctly. Unfortunately, you did.

"W-What?"

"You heard me, hit me," he repeated.

"Why would I--?"

"I hurt you, I angered you, I neglected you, I did all this stupid sh*t to you and you still apologize to me, when it wasn't your fault to begin with! Baby, please hit me. I can't withstand pulling such stunts on you without being punished!"

"I-I...I can't, Toshi. I don't want to."

"How else can I compensate, Y/N?! I....I don't want to leave unpunished," he begs.

You kiss his forehead once more.

"You have already apologized, my love. Plus, you've come back to me and you finally let me in your arms again. Baby, you've compensated enough already."

"No, it's not enough," he remarks. He looked around in slight anger before standing.

Shutting off your computer and filing away your worksheets and folders, he then picks you up and takes you straight to the car outside. He almost sobs again, feeling that you're weight dropped significantly. You're much lighter than he remembered.

"P-Put me down, Toshi! Where are we going?"

Without answering your question, he places you gently in the passenger seat before carefully buckling you up and entering through the driver's side.

"Toshi, what are you doing?"

"We're going to the hospital. We're getting those wounds treated. They're infected and the pus is seeping through. After, we're going to eat at your favorite restaurant and you're going to eat everything you order, understood?" He orders.

Feeling the dominance radiating off of him, you nodded in silence.

"Good, now, hand," he commands. Giving him one of your bandaged hands, he holds it gently and gives loving pecks on the bandages. "From now, I'm going to keep track of how much you eat and how long you work. I do not want history to repeat itself."

Almost as fast as when he came back home, your lover sped to the nearest hospital to get you the necessary medical attention and a check-up of your overall health. Once arriving to the hospital, Shinsou discussed matters with the desk receptionists and was able to get a doctor within the next hour to get you treated and checked up.

You were placed to stay at the hospital for about 2 days, so the doctors would be able to keep track of your condition and though it was an uncomfortable and awkward situation for you, Shinsou refused to leave your side. He informed his agency of the current situation and with understanding hearts, they kept the agency going like normal. You, of course, opposed the idea, but Shinsou can be just as stubborn, especially if it involves your well-being. The man will move into the hospital if it meant being there for his wife; there's just no changing his mind.

After numerous tests, stitches, bandages and medicinal treatments, the doctor was able to confirm your condition as malnourished. The lack of nutrition and proper rest resulted into the infection in your wounds, yet fortunately, you were "healthy enough" get the treatment right in time. Any later would've resulted into decapitation of all your limbs or permanent paralysis.

Once you were finally able to leave, the doctor prescribed medication for your hunger and sleep and ordered you to take 2 weeks off to recover properly, mainly with rest and genuine meals. Almost as if the doctor was talking to him, Shinsou did everything you were ordered to do. He called off from work for 2 weeks to tend to you, he made sure to give you light and decent meals (heavy meals from the get-go may take a negative toll during the recovery) before evolving into slightly heavier dishes, he made sure you took your medicine everyday and he always cleaned your stitches before bandaging them up again.

You always felt helpless when your husband literally did everything himself, feeling guilty at the amount of labor he did just to make sure you were okay. The house chores, the medical treatment, bathing, changing clothes, feeding you; you felt similar to an infant being cared by their parent and you've tried doing things yourself (showering, changing, cleaning, etc.), but Shinsou would constantly catch you and scold you to rest before assisting you or doing them himself.

Eventually, you gave in and decided to enjoy the attention you got from your beloved.

Right now, you're both cuddling in the bedroom, watching anime on Netflix with your husband cuddled next you as if he were a toddler laughing unto his mother. You played with his wet hair since he finished showering after doing his usual routine of caring for you. Kissing his forehead, he looked up to you with eyes round and soft, love literally pouring out from them. You smiled at the man before you.

"Thank you, my love. You worked so hard to take care of me," you almost whispered with a smile. Reciprocating with a smile himself, he kissed your lips.

"It's the least I can do for acting like such a horrible husband."

You were about to defend him, but he quickly placed his finger on your lips.

"Don't try to defend my case. Exhausted or not, long day or not, that's no excuse to lash one's anger and frustration out onto their partner. I have no excuse, bub. I have so much to make up for and I swear this isn't a sliver of it."

He towers over you as you lay beneath him.

"I'm going to spoil my beautiful, curvaceous, thick goddess rotten. I don't care what those bastards think about us, but no one ever insults the very beauty I eloped with," he seductively whispers as he gently runs his fingers on your cheeks and arms. He takes your bandaged hand and places a gentle kiss on it, displaying the passion radiating off the man above you.

"That includes the beauty herself."

Looking at you attentively and intensely, he kissed your lips lovingly and he joined his forehead with yours.

"Don't underestimate the amount of ravishing gorgeousness contained in this masterpiece of a body you have, my love. If I ever do again, God forbid, slap me back into consciousness. I am a man who is undeserving of such a woman, so put me back in my place if I ever degrade it agai-- mmph!"

You interrupt my smashing your lips with his. Though caught off guard, he melts into the contact as he sigh in content. Momentarily, you pulled away with adoration sparkling in your beautiful eyes.

"Don't EVER say that about my husband again. If I'm not allowed to degrade myself of anything, that rule applies to you as well. We're married, Toshi. Therefore, we're now one whole. If one is not allowed to belittle their existence and being, the other shouldn't as well. We're going to argue, we're going to make mistakes, things will get rocky, but if we talk it out and not let our intrusive thoughts win..."

You peck his lips once more.

"...we'll be fine."

Smiling in complete relief, both of you embraced each other, happy that things are beginning to heal.

"Thank you, my love. I love you, bubs."

"I love you more, my Toshi. You still need to fulfill your promise of taking me to my favorite restaurant though."

You both laugh in unison as you shared one last kiss.

"I will, darling. I'm sorry, beautiful."

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Good night, my loves ❤

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