#hitoshi shinsou

[skelestonkss]

💜🕸️

[holder-of-saturn]

Dude what if Shinsou heard voices in his head from his quirk, just random voices saying whatever. But they freak him out really bad

[dioriya]

his touch, hitoshi shinsou.

405. fluff. originally written for my resident gremlin but i feel like the flow of this piece suits toshi more.

slowly, fingertips drag along the surface of your arm, just barely making their presence known. you welcome his touch with a sigh, leaning backwards into the chair as his touch moves upwards: rubbing at your shoulders, grazing the outline of your neck, caressing your face. you tip your head backwards to meet his gaze and he offers the faintest edges of smile in return.

your heart squeezes in familiarity at the all too welcomed sight. it's been a while since the both of you have had time to spend with each other, your schedules just barely aligning. he was away often, as the city was so ever demanding, and you didn't want to interrupt his down time - when he did get the time to wind down. you, on the other hand, were neck deep within the growing abundance of work that never seemed to stop piling up, no matter how hard you worked.

it was tiring. you were tired, and in the midst of your exhaustion, you'd forgotten that he didn't have to go in today, the routine of getting used to barely seeing him engraved within you as you walked yourself home that night. you'd texted him before you left, of course, your messages being one of the few ways you two communicated.

"hey." he nudges the side of your head gently, and you close your eyes as the sound of his voice engulfs you, spreading warmth right to your bones. god, you missed this. you missed him. "tired?"

you nod slowly, a faint smile spreading across your lips as his own presses a soft kiss upon your forehead.

"missed you," is all you can manage, craving more and more of his touch now that you've gotten a taste of it after so long. you can't even remember the last time you had peacefully enjoyed each other's company.

"sorry," he mumbles, brows creased slightly as he tugs you towards the couch, his arms wrapping around you soon after, and suddenly he's everywhere. your rest your head within the crook of his neck and curl into his side, finally allowing yourself to relax. it's a moment before he speaks up again, the two of you a comfortable mass of tangled limbs and love. "i missed you, too."

"don't apologize for something you can't control," you smile, and he pulls you closer in response, resting his head atop yours. "you're here now, and.. that's all that matters."

[habken]

shinsou <3

[nekoo3001]

Aizawa picking up Shinso from the party

Close ups

[collisiondiscourse]

fashionista kings

// one of my many pieces for cat's cradle

[stuckinapit]

bebes

[tazngg]

Dadzawa's Babysitting Saga (warning tragic)

[piebaldpins]

Last one for now, didn’t finish in time for Aizawa’s birthday bUT here it is anyway

[beachbeibi]

Before its too late or I forget, here’s the pieces I did for #myherotober2023, prompts 1 to 17 (Prompt list at the end)

[peterokii]

[gradelstuff]

My Hero Academia - Art Card Collection Vol. 1 from Jump Shop Online (2024)

[mymhameme]

random sketch dump

[nina-scribbles]

Your honor, we have taken over a dozen super powered teenagers and trained them in all sorts of things, including cityscape mobility... do you really expect them to take the train?

[habken]

shinsou

[teckmonky]

What happened after the sports festival