#monoma neito x y/n

[julsvu]

heyy u take reqs for mha, right? if so, can i request for a monoma x gen neutral reader? reader's in class 1A and is close with all their classmates, but is secretly dating monoma. it's basically the trope 'enemies in public, but lovers in private' but class 1A and class 1B end up finding out about their relationship and lose their minds LMAO

gn! reader

💬: tysm for requesting!! this was so fun to write HSSIDI hope you enjoy !! <33

📒: crack fic kind of??, swearing, written in 2nd pov, monoma is the leader of the sassy man apocalypse, headcanons + a oneshot under the cut :>

being neito monoma's secret lover hcs

during the school festival, neito literally suggested for his class to do a plot where two people would play as secret lovers from different kingdoms that hated each other (he was projecting TEWW MUCH)

one time class 1B was playing truth or dare and he got asked if he was single or not, and this mf said: "my partner goes to a different school! 🙄🙄🙄" bc he couldn't think of any other lie

obviously, everyone poked fun at him

"monoma, y'know being single isn't embarrassing, right..?"

"you can tell us the truth, y'know.."

i feel like kendo probably suspected it at one point

since she saw the way monoma kept investigating your classmates about the villain attacks (as a way of finding out if you're okay or not)

and because his insults towards you was like..so much more detailed compared to your other classmates?? like bro knew EVERY little detail about you, even the details that no one in class 1A knew

she brushed it off though, cause you and neito always argued — there was no way, right? (yes, there was a way)

he claims that class 1A "shines" too much because of you (as a way of hiding the fact that you're the one who he actually pays attention to)

when he approaches class 1A to make fun of them, he actually does it so he can see you (when he sees that you aren't with them, he just scoffs after insulting them, and walks away) (born from the sassy man apocalypse)

your classmates.. i think some of them def knew that you were dating someone, but NOBODY could predict the fact that you'd be dating neito, class 1A's biggest hater, some of your classmates were like "🤨 is this a betrayal or.." 😭😭 goes the same for class 1B, because as said earlier, his insults toward you were so much more..detailed, they thought he hated you more than the others ☠️☠️

they found out when they caught you both dancing together during a U.A high school party

"MY JAW.. WHERE'S MY JAW?" - denki when he found out (one second away from going into his "yay mode")

and u have mina in the corner saying that it's like one of those dramatic secret relationship fanfics (which in this case, it is)

for as long as neito monoma remembered, his heart was full of you. almost like the honey of a beehive, slowly overflowing and dropping to the floor. although, he swears that you're sweeter than honey itself. or, at least, that's how it felt. it started with small, short glances, secret hangouts at a small cafe, texting every day, training with each other, bittersweet confessions, and secret good-luck kisses.

but, for as long as class 1B and class 1A (excluding you) knew, neito and you were enemies, rivals, foes, maybe even nemeses. there was only so much your schoolmates could know, though. U.A's rigid course aided you and your boyfriend in keeping your relationship under warp, people failed to notice the longing stare the blond boy would hold whenever he saw you training with what he described to be "tetsutetsu's twin" from class 1A, the slight tone of pride whenever you'd counter an insult of his with your own words, acting like it wasn't your love language reserved for only each other; sneaking away from your respective dorms to meet each other in the ungodly hours of the night, exchanging sweetened words.

you waited on the bus with your classmates, the vehicle bustling with excited conversations; mina and the girls fangirling over each other's outfits, kaminari asking the "are we there yet?" question every five minutes, iida struggling to keep your classmates quiet, and so on. as you fixed your appearance slightly, you checked the time on your watch, reading that it was now 8:00 PM. however, a certain blond texted you, interrupting your moment of silence.

"darling, we have arrived at the venue. where are you?" monoma texts, with a stunning picture of the venue sent under his text. the dim fairy lights hung around the place, the food table with a chocolate fountain and appetizers, and the chandelier that would highlight the bodies of the people dancing.

just as you finished reading his message, you heard your homeroom teacher state that you guys had arrived. almost immediately, everyone cheered, giggling, and rushed out of the bus, exploring the venue after a few reminders from Mr. Aizawa to not get lost, and to behave. you dusted off your clothing, as you looked around for your boyfriend, neito, before you finally messaged him back.

"i'm at the entrance, neito," and not even five minutes later, you heard the only voice that could make your chest feel warm. neito's.

"hey, pretty," you greet, sending him an awkward wink.

he scoffs, greeting you with a kiss on the cheek. "hello yourself, sweetheart."

"shall we dance?" he asks, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. you give him a nod, as well as a chuckle. he had the tendency to make things as "theatrical" as possible. you were reminded of the time when you guys reenacted an old classical dance on a random rooftop, with no one else around.

a few moments later, the U.A high school party was in full swing, the pulsating beat of the music reverberating through the crowded gymnasium. amidst the sea of bodies, you and your blond boyfriend were drowning in the rhythm, dancing together in the dim atmosphere.

however, the dim atmosphere wasn't enough to hide you and your boyfriend, as well as your secret relationship.

kaminari spat out his drink from a few meters away. he, and mina were hanging out in the food table. "is that (name) and monoma?! the guy that hates us all?!" his jaw drops right after his statement, as he nudged the pink-haired girl beside him. the girl's eyes widen, before she squeals happily, "it's like a forbidden romance! eek!"

in the other side, there was tetsutetsu and kirishima. "yo, that's monoma/(name), your classmate!" they said to each other at the same time, and same speed.

you and neito exchanged a knowing glance, overhearing your classmates' reactions.

"monoma, did you force (name) to dance with you?!" kendo exclaimed, looking at her classmate with furrowed brows, and holding empathy for you. your laugh started off as small snickers, and then to a full-blown laugh, as you fell to your knees, giggling and holding your stomach. in the background was your boyfriend explaining, waving his hands as if to defend himself.

"you and monoma?" mina asks with a grin, behind her, were your classmates, who stopped to hear your answer. flies were about to fly into their mouths, at this rate.

"me and monoma," you replied, chuckling at the whole ordeal.

the situation made the night more entertaining than ever.

© 2024 JULSVU. all rights reserved. please don't plagiarize, translate, put in other websites or copy my work without permission. ty!

[frickingnerd]

neito monoma with a shy s/o

pairing: neito monoma x gn!reader

tags: fluff, extrovert x introvert dynamic

monoma is a bit loud and scary at first, always talking loudest in every room that he's in and seemingly having no shame when it comes to anything he says

he's the one to make the first move on you too, telling you he thinks you're cute and inviting you to grab something to eat with him!

it seems to come so natural to him; complimenting you, confessing to you and just overall being honest with you!

he doesn't seem nervous or embarrassed about anything he says. and honestly, it's admirable!

once the two of you start dating, it doesn't take long for neito to start bragging about you to his friends and classmates – as well as those 1A students!

meanwhile you always get flustered when he tells them stories about how great you are and how much he loves you

monoma also makes sure that everyone is always nice to him! he doesn't mind comments about himself, but if anyone dares to be mean to you… oh boy!

despite how loud and confrontational monoma is, he tries to keep it at a minimum when he's around you, as he knows you don't like being the center of attention

he might seem self centered to others, but only you know that he always puts you first and tries so hard to be a good boyfriend to you!

you really appreciate it and want to show monoma you gratitude, but often struggle to find the right way for it

you try to come out of your shell a bit for him, which often shows as you making the first move when it comes to holding hands or hugs

monoma never complains about always making the first one to make a move, but once you do start showing some agency, he's happier than he's ever been

[asherritsuko]

❝A Pretty Pink Bow Looks Good On You.❞ | MHA Series

Author's Note: I'd like to make it clear that I try to make different scenarios for each character rather than having multiple characters turn into the same animal. So, some of these may be random or unexpected, maybe not even thought of from the characters, but I do hope that you enjoy the scenarios.

Warnings: Mild cuss words

Summary: The boys get hit with an animal transformation quirk, and who becomes the lucky candidate to take care of them till it wears off? You guessed right... YOU.

(Y/N) rubbed at her fatigued eyes as she inhaled deeply, studies and hero course work had been quite tasking on her that day, draining her of any remaining energy that she may of still had along with the weather taking a drastic turn for the worst, from the morning filled with only the sun, birds chirping many tunes and not a cloud in the sky to the afternoon that turned on its side to dark clouds and heavy rain hitting against her dorm room window and keeping many of its residents locked inside for the evening, preventing anyone from going out unless they had plans to spend the next day with cough syrup and stuffy noses.

Normally she would've found this type of weather as peaceful and tranquil, unfortunately, she had felt like a raging volcano awaiting to erupt, causing all of its hot magma to pour out over the edge because of a certain blonde, blue-eyed boy as he had promised her a movie date in her dorm room under the fluorescent stars that she had stuck to her ceiling, hot mugs of a satisfying beverage and a bag of fluffy marshmallows as an apology after the stunt he had pulled with her classmates that ended him, Bakugo and Midoriya in a week's worth of detention. And with him being over an hour late, she could feel her patience slipping and she had been considering if she should give him the benefit of the doubt, but due to the fact that he had done this a few times, she would be sure that there were no 'get out of jail free cards' for him when he came running back.

Rapid knocking on her door made her flinch, pulling her out of her fixed stare at her wall where her mind ran freely with thoughts, ideas and strategies, turning her interest of direction towards it, probably burning holes into the person on the other side with her glare alone due to the anger that she had been feeling in her chest, obviously not meaning to but sometimes certain emotions caused outbursts at the wrong people for the wrong reasons, something she tried not let slip, especially in the hero course where her partner, or even herself, to be the key to them surviving.

"Come in—" She announced, yet she felt her eyebrows rising a little when her door had been opened quickly and before she had finished her sentence, cutting her off. She looked towards the person who had intruded but her concern started growing when she recognised the crimsoned-haired boy looking like he had just run a marathon and was on the verge of having his knees buckle under him and fainting.

"What the hell?" She asked rhetorically as she got up from her chair, walking towards Kirishima. She watched as he leaned against the door frame, "Kirishima, what happened?" She asked with concern lacing her voice.

"You need to come quickly." He stated without an explanation as he grabbed her wrist and hurriedly walked with her to the common room where she noticed a few puddles of water scattered around the place along with a few of her classmates running after something small around the couches.

"What the hell is going on here?" She asked with confusion, not understanding why the common room looked like a cyclone had just hit it, but she felt like her question had been answered when a blob of blond fur rolled out from under the couch, its big ears twitching and it's fur sticking in different directions, but its eyes widening when it turned its head towards her direction, stopping in its tracks in front of her feet and her arms crossed over her chest.

"(Y/N), take that rat outside and make him stay there!" Bakugo demanded, pointing at the small animal while Sero and Kaminari tried to hold him still as his anger had seemingly boiled over the edge of a full cup.

"And why did you guys bring back a fox with you?" (Y/N) had asked as she knew that the Heights Alliance dorms were no place for a petting zoo, but she also knew that Midoriya was so stiff that he wouldn't dare break a rule of the school and Bakugo rarely cared for a pet, so her suspicions could only lead her to one thing as she looked down at the small creature.

"Monoma?"

The small creature looked like it held a smirk on its face which had seemed impossible but knowing who this said animal was, wasn't exactly not expected. The small creature moving itself closer to (Y/N)'s legs and rubbing its body against them, but falling over as she moved to the side of it, the small animal having to be what looked like an offended expression by the way its whiskers twitched.

"What happened?" She asked after rubbing her hands over her face, the atmosphere finally calming down, at least for the ones who wouldn't have to clean up the watery mess before Aizawa-sensei could hear of it.

"Aizawa-sensei had instructed us, along with Monoma, to attend to help with cleaning up some stuff in the training zone, but it appeared that some students had been messing around near the equipment and one of them must've fired off their quirks, hitting him in the process." Midoriya explained, his hands fidgeting while holding a small net and his face having a few dirt smudges in different places.

(Y/N) took a glance at the furry creature next to her before looking back to Midoriya, "Does Aizawa-sensei know of this?" She asked, her arms still crossed over her chest.

"Yeah, he knows, because he was there when it happened and he instructed us just to look after him and make sure he doesn't get into trouble." He explained further, though agitated grunts from Bakugo told her that they had no say in the argument.

"And his own classmates couldn't take care of him because...?" She asked, awaiting to hear the excuse that she was sure she didn't have to ask for.

"The old man said that if we took care of him, he'd lighten our detention sentence." Bakugo stated irritated, grabbing the mop from Ashido harshly before he began cleaning up the puddles of water.

"He really took you guys through the ringer?" (Y/N) asked, noticing the state of the common room and hearing a few moans and groans of dissatisfaction from the classmates that had been in the common room composing of Kaminari, Midoriya, Bakugo, Sero, Mina and Kirishima.

"Girl, you have no idea," Mina stated, holding up her hand, "he jumped everywhere from the moment he walked in, knocking things over the counter and table, my best nail polish almost lost its life to him after he jumped over the couch." She explained further.

"And now, these two have to look after him, which means that it's only going to get worse from here." She whined, although her response almost had Bakugo jumping through the ceiling from his quirk making small crackle sounds in his palms and for Midoriya to go pale as if he had seen a ghost.

"I'll look after him." (Y/N) stated, making the head of her classmate turn towards her, along with the small furry being next to her, his ears twitching in excitement, something she noticed before glaring at him, "Don't look all excited, I'm not done with you." She stated, making the small creature shrink back but allowed him to move closer to her, placing his small paw onto her shoe.

"(Y/N), you really don't have to— It's our responsibility—" Midoriya tried to reply, only to be cut off by a louder voice.

"You keep that thing as far away from me as possible, one mistake and we're throwing him out the window!" Bakugo argued, making her nod her head in annoyance but also in relief, which she also felt as though Midoriya was relieving a tired sigh, muttering a 'thank you' to her and moving towards the sink to grab a cloth to help Bakugo clean up the place.

"You all should have a good night." (Y/N) said as she picked up the smaller animal next to her, reminding herself to throw him into her bathroom sink to wash off the grime from his fur from which he had been running across the floor, the small body in her arms sticking its tongue out behind her, provoking a few of her classmates to be shocked and further agitated by the fact that even in an animal form, Monoma still held his arrogant nature.

Carrying him to her room and closing the door behind her as she entered and walked straight into her bathroom, making Monoma's ears twitch in curiosity. Closing the bathroom door behind her and placing his small form into the sink after placing the plug in and turning the faucet to the warm side, not too hot, but also not too lukewarm as he had complained to her many times that being too lukewarm didn't allow his body's muscles to relax and having it be too hot made him want to peel himself out of his skin.

Grabbing the bottle of peach scented body wash and placing it next to the sink, watching his big eyes blink at her while his large ears twitched around. She gently brought her hand up to pet his head and around his face as he bumped his head into her hand, his ears flattening in relaxation.

"What am I going to do with you, Neito?" She asked, scrunching her face when she realised that he couldn't answer in this form, but his staring gaze told her that he had understood what she had said, she turned off the faucet after having the sink fill half way.

"Now I don't have pet shampoo but this will have to do, besides it'll be better than smelling like a local stray." She had said, forgetting that he can't answer back, but talking to herself as a way to soothe her nerves.

Squeezing a minimum amount into her hands and placing the bottle back down, she gently massaged the soap through his fur, behind his ears and along his fluffy tail, hearing the small groans of pleasure as she massaged the soil into his fur to rid him of the dirt and grime, although Monoma was no longer finding the situation as a curse, thinking that he should get hit by a quirk more often if this was the treatment he was due to get for it, but then again he liked being able to put his arms around her whenever he wished and of course to insult the students of Class 1A was something he couldn't do in this form, so it was difficult to convince himself to get into a similar situation.

His body relaxing and finding the warm water calming along with the peachy scent from the soap, he spent most of the time watching his lover's face and noticing small things that he didn't notice when he was on two legs, how her eyes had a glint to them when she was focused, or how her tongue would move to the side when she put her mind to something, and especially the dark marks under her eyes, not noticeable unless someone was close to her face, his heart dropping a bit when he remembered how her hard work came at a price and that price would often be sleep, now remembering what an idiot he had been on the many dates he had missed because he chose his ego over her, making his ears droop and his gaze turn towards the water.

Monoma had grunted when he felt a cloth being wiped gently over his face, her hands delicately cupping his face while she wiped around his eyes and muzzle, the warm cloth making him close his eyes and nuzzle his face into her hands.

His ears twitched up and his eyes shot open when he felt her placing a small peck onto his head, rubbing her thumb against his furry cheek when she had pulled away. "I wonder how long this quirk is going to last for?" She inquired, though more to herself than him, but for all he knew, he would wish it was a while.

(Y/N) unplugged the sink to let the soapy water drain out before plugging it in again and opening the faucet to allow new warm water in, gently scratching through his fur to rid it of soap as she knew if she left it in, it would only cause irritation to him and she'd have to hear about it once he got back his human form. Her fingers working through his short fur, and managing to rid him of any soap but still keeping the peachy scent. Turning off the faucet and letting him soak a bit, even though the soap had been cleared out of his fur and now she had been using the cloth to wipe around his face more and over his ears, all while his eyes remained closed and his body laid lax in the sink with the warm water.

(Y/N) bent down to open the cabinet doors underneath the sink, pulling out a blue towel and unwrapping it, placing it next to the sink and unplugging it, her hands gently squeezing on where he had the most fur to attempt to rid him of excess water before picking up his small body and placing him on the towel and wrapping it around his body.

"Now you look like a little fox burrito," She softly chuckled as she carried him, similar to how a mother carries her baby, in her arms to her bedroom where she sat by her vanity and placed him onto the table of it, drying him with the towel to at least get him damp, then retrieving her hair dryer and a comb. Using the comb to brush through and clear any knots from his fur before drying him with the hair dryer and turning him into a fluffy pom-pom, and then combing through his fur again and repeating the process till he was dry and soft.

With Monoma almost half asleep and letting out a big yawn when she had moved to retrieve something out of her drawers, a medium sized box that she set next to him and opened it, his nose picking up on many different smells, some that he liked and some that made his nose scrunch up and his ears flatten.

She picked a bottle with an orange label on it, once she opened it, he could smell something similar to the soap she had used to clean him, although this smelt more fruity than the soap, peeking his interest and moving closer to her to push his nose against the bottle, making her smile.

"You like this one?' She asked him, receiving a nudge of his head against the bottle as she would assume that meant a 'yes'. Placing the bottle down and closing the box, she dropped a few drops of the essential oil into her hand, rubbing them together to evenly spread it out, then gently applied it to his fur, messaging it into the more darker blonde areas and through his fluffy tail, behind his ears and through his chest, all while Monoma thought that the quirk had sent him to Heaven with the treatment he had been receiving, his body relaxing and his muscles feeling like he had all the knots being taken out, closing his eyes and leaning against her, his breathing becoming even and settled out.

(Y/N) had been observing his body language, and she was reminded of why she had agreed to that first date with him, she remembers how he had gone out of his way to try and impress her, though many saw it as him wanting to one-up her classmates, there were the few times where he had been with her without her classmates around, like the time when she had asked him if he would like to accompany her out on the Saturday, just the two of them, though the first few minutes were a bit daunting as he spoke poorly about her classmates, but eventually he had loosened up and started talking to her about the things he liked, why he wanted to become a hero and how he strived to become one after people had shunned him for his quirk.

That's when she saw the true Neito Monoma, the one who strived to prove those wrong who thought his quirk was merely a way for him to mooch off of others, she saw a different side to him and that's what had made her say 'yes' to a date with him.

Even through all the ups and downs through their relationship, each day she found a new way to appreciate him, and he found someone worth becoming a hero for, plus she had overheard from some of the teachers about how his behaviour had changed for the better and none of them knew why but they were happy about it, although she did assume that Aizawa-sensei did have a theory about it, but if he did he never said anything on it. However, Monoma still kept up the part about trying to be better than her classmates, but at least the insults were dimmed a bit.

Blinking her eyes when she heard his small noises and turning her head towards him settling his paw on her arm, thinking she must've just zoned out when he felt her hands stop moving. She smiled at him, scratching his head before she packed away the box with the essential oils in it back into the drawer, picking him up and placing him on her bed.

"I just need to hop through the shower, Neito, then we can both get our rest." She had told him, walking to her bathroom and closing the door behind her, leaving Monoma by himself while the water turned on. With five minutes feeling like mere hours to Monoma, he actually had a moment to sit with his thoughts, had he ever expressed how much he appreciated her?

He remembers their first date and how she had smiled at him, a genuine smile that he rarely saw. He probably rarely saw it because he was always focused on one-upping Class 1A, when did his focus stray? The reason he had asked her out in the first place was because he wanted to know what she was doing to him whenever he saw her, but later he fell for her, and hard at that fact, he enjoyed hearing her reasons for becoming a hero and it motivated him to become better. He had made up his mind at that moment, that he would be better, maybe not to the point of complementing her classmates, but he'd tone down on the insults more.

His ear twitched at hearing the bathroom door open, seeing her in her pyjamas as she walked to the bed, a brush in her hand as she attempted to tangle out any knots. After finishing and tying up her hair in a messy bun, she looked at him before picking him up into her arms again and moving the both of them under the blanket, enough so that he'd be warm but also so that his head was poking out of the blanket, moving his body closer to hers to cuddle further into her neck, curling up into a ball right next to her as she placed her arm around his small body.

"Goodnight, Neito." She said as her eyelids started drifting closed and she allowed her mind to wonder freely until she fell sleep, his soft breathing near her ear like a soothing melody.

Upon the sun rising the next morning, she could've sworn that her pillow felt a lot softer than it did the previous night, nuzzling her face further into it and wrapping her arms around something equally as soft, causing her eyes to open quickly and for the sight before her to almost make her let out a shriek had it not been for the fact that Monoma was awake and had a finger to her lips, sitting bare near her as his blue eyes gazed so lovingly into hers.

"There will be a time and place for you to scream, but now's not the time, my dearest." He reminded her, the blanket pooling around his waist as he laid back, "Though I do find your nuzzling to be quite affectionately tolerable." He stated, making her pull a face that held a tinge of warning to it, not needing to verbally tell him that if he pushed her buttons the wrong way, she'd throw him out of her room stark naked, this only made him smile in response as she turned her head towards the digital clock on her nightstand, the time telling her that they still had an hour and a half before they'd have to get up and ready.

(Y/N) slumped back into his chest, his arms coming to wrap around her and pushing his nose into her hair. Finding the smell of her shampoo relieving to his nose.

"Thank you." He muttered, though very softly, she still caught it, moving her head to be facing him while her hands laid on his chest, feeling his heartbeat pace pick up a small bit.

"For what?" She asked confusingly, though he had thanked her many times before, he usually only did it in the comfort of behind closed doors.

He rolled his eyes, though the smile on her face told him that she had been playing with him but had wanted him to say it.

"For taking care of me." He muttered, his voice soft but at least more hearable.

"Any classmate would've done it." She told him, though his look of disbelief told her otherwise.

"Apparently not your classmates who were willing to leave me out in the rain." He reminded her, his hands drawing small circles on her back.

"Do you blame them?" She asked him, watching his mouth form a straight line which meant he knew she had been right considering all the crap he would sprout whenever he was near them. "But you're welcome, hopefully we won't have a repeat of this again?" She asked rhetorically, but she wouldn't mind it if it happened again, she enjoyed taking care of him while he was small and didn't have as big a mouth on him.

"I don't know, you seemed quite honoured to be taking care of me." He teased, watching her smile, a sight he'd never get tired of seeing for as long as he lived.

"If 'honoured' is even the word you're looking for," She replied, moving her face towards his forehead and laying a small peck. "Though I must say, you would've looked cute with a pink bow tied up in your hair."

Monoma let out a sarcastic laugh before pulling the blanket over the both of them again, covering them in each other's warmth and moving onto his side, bringing her with him and allowing him to move his head into her neck, allowing her to smell the scent of the oil she massaged into his fur the previous night, she now guessed that his hair carried most of it.

"We're going to have to get up soon, you know that, right?" She asked him but received no answer, "Neito?" She pushed, still to receive no answer, finally using her hand to scratch behind his ear, provoking him to grunt and turn his body over to the other side, (Y/N) having a shocked and amused reaction on her face from the reaction, "There's no way you like that."

Monoma simply pulled the blanket further over his head while a tinge of pink dusted over his cheeks, not wanting her to see it.

"Oh, come on, 'noma. I was just teasing," She said as she moved her body over to his, a soft attempt to try and remove the blanket from his face, "Please let me see that handsome face again."

He knew she'd use this type of reverse psychology on him, using his ego against him, undoubtedly it worked, making him move the blanket a small bit away from his face, allowing her to move hers close to his and lay a long kiss onto the side of his head, making her softly laugh at his reaction.

She gently patted his arm that was still under the blanket, "Come on, big guy. We got to get ready." She stated as she moved over him to get started with her morning, meanwhile he sighed at the fact that he had to get up and out of the warmth that he had spent the night in.

Surprisingly, the whole day, he had toned down on his insults towards her classmates, though he did say a few things, (Y/N) noticed he appeared to be walking around as if he had just been named the number one hero, he had been puffing out his chest and was smiling a lot more, though mostly around her, she noticed this change, along with the fact that his hair had kept the fruity scent.

And though she did find the students who had turned him into a fox in the first place, she couldn't find it in her to scold them too badly, considering that her evening went quite smoothly, however they did receive a mouthful from her about playing around equipment.

But she'd have to ask them for a favour again if it meant this side of Monoma would show more often.

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[honey-milk126]

Dating the Mha boys(pt.2)

Includes: Hitoshi Shinso, Tamaki Amajiki, Yuga Aoyama, Kai Chisaki, Neito Monoma, Twice, Hanta Sero, Hawks.

A/n: this won my poll for what my next post was! I love mha but I have to re-start it because I started watching it in like season 4? Idk, but I hope you enjoy this!!!!!!!!!! ❤❤❤❤

Trigger warnings: Mineta being himself, jealousy?, some trust issues??, (Let me know if I missed anything!!!!!! Please)

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Hitoshi Shinso <3 ( you are 15)

•Doesn't fully trust you (because his quirk)

•wants you to be safe 100% of the time

•Will not use his quirk on you

•Lots of PDA in private.

•Hates when you talk to anyone.

•Loves to cuddle you though.

•Physical touch is his love Laungage

•Nicknames for Him : My baby, kitty, babyyyy, my hero, my loveeee

•Nicknames for you: my kitty, my love, my prince/princess, love, Honey.

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(Story :

Walking through town with your boyfriend? What could be better? A lot of things actually...

You're being followed by the tiny pervert named mineta. It also dosent help that your boyfriend has trust issues with his Ex girlfriend's/Boyfriend's.... So that helps a lot.

As you all were walking around going on a date, still being followed by mineta...

"Kitty? "

"Yes, love? "

"I love you❤"

"I love you to❤" he said

But as mineta got closer he got more protective, he picked you up so he couldn't touch you.. (Bc you know? He's short....)

"Go away mineta.... " he said

"B-b-but... " he stuttered.

"GO." He said

"F-fine.... " he said running away

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Tamaki Amajiki ( you are 17)

•Shy. 1000000000%

•Love Laungage: Gift Giving-

•picks /buys you flowers..

•Blushes at ANYTHING YOU SAY

Ex:

"Hey "

(Blushes)

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•Nicknames for him: shy baby, my elf, love, baby, my boy❤

•Nicknames for you : my love, my angel, my butterfly🦋, baby, babe.

•Hates leaving you.

•Loves when you wear his shirts/hero costume...

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(Story :

"Babe, have you seen my ---" he stopped his sentence,

He seen you, his beautiful girlfriend/boyfriend wearing his shirt, that's blue with yellow dots all around it. The one he was looking for.

"Yes, baby? " you responded not paying attention to him blushing...

"Y-you l-look -c-cu-cute" he said

"Aww, thank you, babyyy!! " you said spinning around in his shirt.

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Yuga Aoyama ( you are 16)

•Loves to spoil you.

•Buys you anything that sparkles ✨🌟✨✨🌟

•Buys you, dresses/suits, books, ect.

•Lovesto take you on dates(he pays for them)

•Loves to match clothes with you.

•Does skin care with you.

•has a picture wall with photos of you guys on your dates.

•Matching rings, bracelets.

•Nicknames for him: My shine, my love, baby, honey

•Nicknames for you : My queen/King, My love, baby, Love.

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( Story :

"Baby, smile" your dear amazing boyfriend said

As you smiled doing the peace sign with your fingers he took a picture for his picture wall.

"I love you" you said giggling as he ate

"I love you to, my love" he said as he used a napkin to wipe your face, as you had sauce on your face.

As you left the restaurant he stopped by a flower shop and bought you, every, single, flower. In the shop.

You both couldn't stop smiling for the rest of the day.

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Kai Chisaki ( you are 27)

•Protects you.

•Hates to share you.

• Leaves you with the league if he's on a mission.

•Loves it when you wear his jacket/Mask?

•Loves to see you with Eri....????

As your walking through the night with grocery bags, filled with food for your dear boyfriend, and the sweetest little girl ever.

•Nicknames for you : babe, my wife, love, queen/king, my love, sweetness.

•Nicknames for him : king, my savior, my villain, babe, baby.

•Nicknames Eri has for you: Mom/dad, mommy/daddy, my hero.

•Nicknames You have for Eri : My sweet, my daughter, my little girl, my child.

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As you walked through out the night, with grocery bags in hand. And as you were head home to your sweet amazing and overprotective boyfriend and the sweetest little girl ever.

It was getting colder, so you started to speed walk. But as you got closer to the base, you seen flames come from across the street with police officers there along with firemen.

But as you got closer you felt someone grab your hand. As you looked down you seen Eri, the sweetest little girl you have ever met, but as you looked to you other side you seen him, your sweet boyfriend, Kai Chisaki.

As you walked passed them, they gave you all concerning looks as they seen you with a masked man, and a little girl.

"I love you, my wife" he said loudly enough, so they could hear.

"I love you to, baby. "

"I love you, mom/dad! " little Eri said happily skipping

"I love you to, my sweet child"

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Neito Monoma ( you are 16)

• Super protective of you

•Hates to leave you, especially near 1-A

•Loves to show you off

• Brags about you 10000%

•Has a ton of pictures of you on his wall.

•Shows Radom people pictures of you

•Loves to cuddle and kiss you.

•Nicknames for you: Dear, darling, baby, my love, my star, pretty girl/boy

•Nicknames for him : My hero, my baby, handsome, my king, my love, babe.

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Story :

As you walked through town to your favorite coffee shop in town. It was such a calming place a beautiful light blue for the wall colors and little plants around the store along with some book shelves, so you can read, it has free WiFi so you can do school work online.

You and your amazing boyfriend decided you needed a date day, so you were going to the coffee shop. As you both entered the shop it started to snow, outside.

As it was winter out you and your boyfriend decided to get hot chocolate (if you don't like it change it.)

He started on a rant about how much 1-A sucks and how it's their fault that the school is getting attacked by villains.

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Twice (you are 29)

•Tries his best okay?

•Loves to cuddle in private, but if someone walks in, he's shoving you off.

•Is okay with holding hands

•nicknames for you: baby doll, baby, doll, dear, darling, honey, sweetie.

•Nicknames for him: My man, my king, babe, my love, love, dear.

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As you were walking home through the night, as you were a villain, and couldn't really walk through out the day.

But as you walked passed by an alley way, you suddenly got grabbed

"Hello..... Doll" the familiar voice said

"Hey love"

"Missed you" he whispered

"I know, but you can't keep dragging me into alley ways, people could be behind me... " you explained as you gave him a kiss on his cheek.

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Hanta Sero ( you are 15)

•Loves to take you out on dates

•Loves to cuddle you

• Literally just loves you for you. And wants to spoil you

•Holding hands? ☑

• Want a kiss? ☑

• Want some flowers? ☑

•Wanna match? ☑

•Just wants you to be happy

•Loves to watch movies with you.

•Nicknames for him: My love, baby, my hero, my boy❤.

•nicknames for you: Mi luz, Azúcar, Mi sol, Mi cielo, Mi vida.

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Story :

As you watch a spooky movie as it's Halloween and you and your dear boyfriend had nothing better to do.

So you decided to have a Halloween marathon with movies.

As you were watching the movie you got a little chilly. So you moved a little closer to him

"Yes, Mi sol? "

"I'm cold"

"Oh, here" he said as he held up the blankets that he had.

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Hawks : you are 22

• Will carry you while he flies around the city.

•Tries to keep you from paparazzi. (Doesn't work)

•Loves to cuddle you.

•Hates to cancel your dates, because of work.

•Spoils you with gifts when he has to cancel a date.

•He loves to eat chicken with you.

•Loves to watch movies/Tv shows with you

•Hates when you wait up for him(wait for him to come home before going to bed.)

•Loves the fact you buy HIM flowers.

•Also, lives the fact that you keep your guys home clean. (You can see the reflection in the floor.)

•Buys you flowers every week. (You do the same)

•Has like all of the Love Languages.

•Gives you a feather necklace. (His feather on a string/chain he found)

•Nicknames for you: Babybird, my baby, birdy, love, angel, songbird, pretty.

•Nickbames for him : Handsome, my bird, my hero, my love, babe, king of my heart❤.

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As you were holding on to your dear boyfriend as he was flying you around the city. "Isn't this amazing? " he asked

"Yeah" you responded looking at the sun set.

You felt him stop flying and land on top of a building, while looking at the sunset with you.

"They sunset is almost as pretty as you, songbird" he said while holding you close.

"Aww, really? " you asked

"Of course, pretty. " he said holding you close, but the silence didn't last long

"OMG IT'S HAWKS!!!!!! "

"IT'S HAWKS!!! "

You heard people yell as they noticed your boyfriend and you. So you guys flew away quickly before they could get up to the roof.

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End!

A/n: so I was gonna add Mirio Togata,Mashirao Ojiro, but I couldn't think of anything for them. Sorry. :(

Translation for sero's :

Mi sol - My sun

Mi cielo - My darling or apparently my sky

Mi vida - my life

Azúcar - Sugar

Mi luz - My light

( I got these from Google Translate if they aren't right please correct me.)

This for " dating the _____" little series. Kinda?

But if you have a request lmk. They are open!

[koishiro]

hello!!! what about those mood board with neito monoma? :D

Dating Neito Monoma <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : here’s princess!!! <33

[faulty-writes]

Hii! I apologize if you keep getting notifications from me at such an hour but I cant get enough of your posts! I love the way you write Tenya!

So if I may trouble you just a bit longer…

Since it’s spooky season, what would your take be on vampire Tenya x f (or gn) reader? And vampire Monoma as well?

[ Oh I like trouble, trust me. Haha. Thank you. I swear I get so many compliments regarding how I write Tenya, makes me so proud of myself. One spooky season request coming up! ]

Despite being what many assumed was a "blood-sucking" creature, Tenya had a sense of elegance and self-discipline because of his upbringing. Yes, he was what most would refer to as a "rich kid" but he was not spoiled in any capacity and often adhered to his own rules which included having manners even when thirsty for blood.

Most found Tenya to be intimidating, but you found him intriguing despite initially being unaware of his true nature. The two of you met in a bookstore late at night and you recall the way he stumbled when he rounded the corner of a bookshelf to find you and the way he bowed and said "Pardon, I was unaware there was another frequenting this shop so late at night."

The two of you began to meet frequently at the bookstore after that, and although you thought it peculiar Tenya only requested to meet you at night. You assumed it was because he was busy during the day but in all truth, he was struggling to avoid revealing his true nature to you and feared that once you found out he was a vampire you'd…well you would not want to see him again.

He slipped one night, after pushing himself too far. Yes, self-control was essential. But one could only contain themselves for so long and vampires were particularly dangerous when deprived of blood. "I…I apologize I…I did not wish for you to see me as such a…monster," while initially a shock, you tried to be accepting and understanding of what he was.

Being the person you were, his vampiric world fascinated you, and he didn't hesitate to teach you about the history of his lineage or his nightly rituals which typically included performing a series of prayers, chants, and such before he drank whatever blood he had managed to obtain.

Unfortunately, Tenya also informed you of the dangerous side of his world. Mostly the rogue vampires who strayed from the societal rules of their world and killed or injured humans during their bloodlust. "I promise, I will not allow harm to come to you. Ensuring your safety is quite a priority." Yes…he would go to whatever lengths he needed to ensure you remained by his side.

To double ensure your safety, Tenya presented you with gifts frequently. Usually, these consisted of protective charms, blessed holy water, and amulets that were believed to ward off bad supernatural threats. Of course, he would never tell you the hoops he had to go through to get such gifts.

Sometimes it was hard to keep up with Tenya's schedule considering he was more active at night. But he assured you that he enjoyed your company and often insisted that you could rest when you appeared extremely tired. Waking up in his bed or falling asleep against his shoulder became a frequent occurrence for you.

His parents were hesitant to accept you and your growing relationship with their son. On the other hand, his brother, Tensei welcomed you with open arms. "It's awesome that my little bro finally found someone! And just to let you know, it doesn't matter if you're human, another vampire, or even a witch. I believe that people who look past such things are the coolest!" It was safe to assume that Tenya got his beliefs from Tensei.

"I believe with enough effort, we may eliminate the prejudice that separates our societies to coexist together in harmony," one of Tenya's deepest wishes was to break the barriers between his and your kind. Although he had not intended to feel affection for you, he did. Yet, he looked at it as the first step to uniting your kind as he dreamed.

Neito, unfortunately, was out of blood and sought to get it fresh from an unsuspecting human. That human happened to be you and he was only attracted to you because of the intoxicating scent of your blood. However, he quickly found that you were not a frail human and stood your ground far more than he expected.

While some would be embarrassed, Neito remained his ignorant self after realizing you were quite the troublesome individual. "How dare you reject me! I am Neito Monoma, and I demand you provide me with your blood!" As far as you were concerned, underneath his vampiric nature was nothing more than a spoiled child and you were prepared to discipline him as needed.

He continued to stalk you, despite finding alternative blood donors because as much as he hated to admit it, he found you intriguing. For a human that is, and used his sharp wit accompanied by playful banter whenever you caught him in his stalking efforts. "Surely you didn't think I'd leave you alone, oh no my dear, quite the opposite. I do not stop until I get what I want and what I want is your blood," and your affection, but he kept that to himself.

Your opinion of him didn't change until you were attacked by another one of his kind. Your guard was down initially because you had mistaken them for Neito, and despite your skills, you were losing the fight until he showed up and saved you. He'd be damned if he let another taste your blood before he got the chance to.

You detested the idea of letting him finally drink from you but considering his courageous actions. You allowed him the opportunity and found that he was surprisingly gentle when feeding from you. "Surely you didn't compare me to such monsters as that rouge one who attempted to take what is mine, how insulting. I pride myself in presentation and manners," he stated, acting just a touch too offended.

Despite not letting many people in, the two of you continued to spend time together, and Neito began to reveal his past. How he came from a high-class family, their rather…unbelievable expectations of him, and how he wishes to break free and prove his own worth to the world. Of course, that was a challenge given the current state of discrimination toward his kind, but he was still determined to do whatever he could to make his dream come true.

He finds himself feeling peaceful when in your presence and this was new to him and something that gave him a sense of belonging. It was almost as if being in your presence kept his demons at bay and he partially wondered if you wore any protection symbols or amulets on your person.

On occasion, Neito would still struggle with the affection he felt for you and his nature. Vampires were strong, drank blood, and didn't hesitate to do what they wanted to obtain said blood. But even though he knew you would allow him to drink from you. He found that he didn't want to cause you any harm and thus the conflict continued but he kept this a secret from you.

Eventually, Neito agreed to allow you to meet his family. Although it was immediately apparent, they detested you merely because you were human and spoke ill of Neito for befriending and furthermore feeling the way he did toward you. "Humans are meant to be our food source, nothing more," they said which caused Neito to argue with them before ultimately dragging you out the door.

Despite your unusual relationship, Neito viewed it as fulfilling his commitment to protect and cherish you for as long as you lived, and from what he understood, that was for a short time. He planned to propose to turn you but decided to wait to bring that up. For now, he'd enjoy your company.

[asmicity-writes]

Hello!?!?!? Do you have any Monoma fluff headcannons or that stuff??😳😳

Monoma fluffy headcannons

this kinda cute fr

Warnings: none

Pic:

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

- i feel like we all know abt how he acts towards ppl he doesn't like

- hes all arrogant n shit right

- but towards u, it's a different story

- when u guys first met, he was very interested in u- but he didn't show it

- he stared at you from time to time, because he was curious and he started chatching feelingssss!!

- but when you guys got close, hes really romantic... surprisingly

- he doesn't like the fact that you're friends with ppl in class 1A

- jealous baby but doesn't show it

- cocky asf bc ur his pretty gf

- i feel like before he met u he would read henta!

- no shame

- very cheesy and cocky guy overall

- but he loves you

- so it doesn't matter

- basically, he either tells u and affirms u that ur pretty every 5 seconds

- or he keeps it to himself

- and tbh, it's hard to do that especially when he loves u sm

- so u just end up showing gestures of affection lol

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

-asmicity

[eris-snow]

heyy! I was wondering if you could write monoma x reader dating hcs/monoma pining (or any other ideas you have for him). Not sure if you even write for him (and if you don't please feel free to disregard this request!) Tysm if you *do* decide to write this and have a very wonderful day!!

Author’s note: Honestly, I don’t know how to write Monoma and he isn’t one of the characters under my radar, but I really wanted to try writing him, so thanks for sending in this request! (This was something I instinctively wanted to turn into a oneshot for some reason, so I enjoyed writing this request!)

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Monoma doesn’t really know what he’s thinking when he fell for you.

He swears that he wouldn’t if he could, because dammit of course he has to choose someone insanely out of his league.

It’s not even your looks, it’s how you carry yourself.

Your mannerisms, your aura, all of that makes him gravitate to you so easily it scares him.

He’s so overwhelmed by your entire aura that his default words to you are all insults.

He’s a carbon copy of Bakugou, wrapped in a different outer package for purely the same reasons.

It had taken a long time for you to get into the status of ‘friends’ during third years, and Monoma will forever wonder just how he did it and why you took him in

He knows he’s an ass, he knows he’s insufferable, and he knows your friends hate him.

Shiny, attention-grabbing Class A, he secretly wishes to be one of them, one of you.

He’s working hard to strive for excellence, but every time he looks at you, you’re somehow already 12 steps ahead of him.

It’s what makes him hate you, but love you so much.

Like an onion, Monoma has layers upon layers of himself. Bit by bit, you end up peeling them and getting small glimpses of what he really thinks under the bravado and the slander.

You learn that when he’s crude, he’s twice as hard on himself. You learn that when he seems arrogant, he’s the biggest critic on himself.

You tell him that his Quirk is freakishly awesome, and validate his hard work.

He shakes his head, so you say it often, daily, frequently. Because then, you hope that he’d know that at least one person has seen his blood, sweat and tears shed.

Your relationship is an exploration. Everyone has a side that others don’t know about, and just as you discover his vulnerabilities, he discovers yours.

Your perceptiveness is sometimes a curse rather than a blessing, and your sensitivity often a poison rather than a tool.

Woven between your good traits are double-edge swords that paint you as more insecure of yourself than he thought.

You’re a human, not a character, he’d say. You might have flaws, but in his eyes, you’re perfectly imperfect.

Dating is a very natural shift. Good cop, bad cop. Angle, Devil. He knows what he plays.

But still, he doesn’t really think it’s so bad. After all, who cares what hordes of critics he doesn’t give two shits about says about him when you, the sole person who sees him as who he is still believes that he’s good?

Transparent, layers unveiled, in tears, with facades, splintered dreams, shattered hopes and ambitious, longing desires: You’ve seen it all.

He boos your class once more and sees you sigh, giving him a crooked smile—imperfect, but still beautiful—like he’s a children’s book with big, bold letters on every page.

Yeah, fuck everyone else. All he really needs is you.

[starshine-effendy]

POV you and Monoma are dating

Monoma: Well if it isn't Class 1-

Y/n: *kisses him*

Monoma in a flustered state trying to process what just happened.

Y/n: Let's not insult my classmates

You dragged him away from your table. With your friends' eyes popping out of their eye sockets and jaws on the floor.

Kendo: At least I don't have to deal with him anymore.

[frickingnerd]

monoma showing off his s/o

pairing: neito monoma x gn!reader

tags: class 1A reader, established relationship, fluff

monoma is obsessed with you! 

being your boyfriend is a personality trait to him and one he takes a lot of pride in! 

he honestly thinks that you are the absolutely best thing that ever happened to him and he needs the whole world to know that! 

he can't stop talking about you, showing you off to his friends from class 1B, as well as brag to his rivals from class 1A about him dating one of them! 

though he'll talk about you to anyone that will listen, whether they are a student or not

even the teachers aren't safe from him bragging about you! 

he can't help but mention to them how you helped him study for the upcoming test and how smart you are! or how he trained with you recently and how incredibly strong you were! 

being your boyfriend is the greatest thing monoma has to offer, so he's always bragging about it! 

he was never the humble type, so ever since he started dating you, he's been bragging about you the same way he once used to brag about himself

but now you are his favorite person! and he'll make sure that everyone knows! 

[melancholymegumi]

can we start talking about Neito? I'm tired of pretending that I don't want him to overstimulate me till I cry

[julsvu]

haiii! I was wondering if it was ok to request monoma taking care of his s/o who's currently experiencing really bad cramps? Feel free to ignore this if you're not comfortable writing it, have a nice day/night though!!!

gn! reader

💬: hello!! of course :3 have a nice day/night too, anon! to anyone who's reading this and having cramps, i hope you feel better soon ♡♡

📒: fluff, headcanons!

would pull kendo aside and ask how to deal with bad cramps

at first she teased him, saying, "you have your man period now?" with an arched brow

and then she caught his seriously worried expression

she sighed before basically giving tips to him

during the rest of the day, neito toned down his teasing towards you- including his snarky remarks

there'd be a little jab right here and there, but never about your menstrual cycle at all

he'd hold your hand and offer your cuddles in your dorm, placing some chocolate on your beside table

carries spare pads/tampons in his pocket for you

i feel like bro would know when your menstrual cycle starts and ends too 😭😭 like he'd just notice it out of nowhere

PAMPERS YOU A LOTTTT

if you ever gain dysmenorrhoea, he goes caretaker + boyfriend mode

making you herbal tea, running you a warm bath, giving you a massage- everything

if you want something from the store, he'll get it in like 5 seconds 😭

also offers you pain killers if you need it

overall, I'd think he'd be really really caring, more than his usual self if his s/o was on their period :)

© 2024 JULSVU. all rights reserved. please don't plagiarize, translate, put in other websites or copy my work without permission. ty!

[faulty-writes]

[ Okay I know I promised that I would publish a part II forever ago. But better late than never! So...this is a continuation of this request from lovely Daysans-World (Tumblr isn't letting me tag them, boo) and fair warning, this features a female reader. I hope you enjoy it. Writing Neito is fun. He’s slightly yandere, slightly preppy, and beautifully ignorant. It’s amazing. ]

You groaned, rounding the corner that led to the student housing. Leaning against a nearby tree, you catch your breath before fisting your hand into your hair. ‘What is wrong with me!? I’ve only known the guy for a day! Maybe less…’ honestly it didn’t matter.

In the short span of your time with him, he managed to get you to speak more words to him than you had anyone outside of the General Studies Department. That was strange enough, seriously what kind of power did Neito have over you?

Scratch that, you weren’t sure if you wanted to know. Yet that didn’t change the fact that you never anticipated someone like him being able to do that. Although this could be another example of the type of characteristics that can be found in heroes or maybe just in Neito.

“Y/n?” you paused and turned to see Hitoshi. He was a former general studies student who had tried his hardest to get into the hero course. You were happy for him, and he was still one of the few people that you weren’t afraid to talk to.

“Oh, hi Shinso…” you replied, giving a nervous chuckle as you lowered your hand. “Something wrong?” he asked, although his voice always sounded monotone to you. Did he ever show any emotion? Well, now wasn’t the time to think about that.

“Um, n-no!” you replied, waving your hands like mad. “Uh, I mean well…” you scratched the side of your head before a thought came. “Hey,” you said, “do you know Momona?” Hitoshi’s eyes widened in recognition before he glanced away, rubbing the back of his neck.

“...yeah,” he replied, but you sensed something was off about his answer. It was like he didn’t want to talk about it. You latched onto your lip which was beginning to feel sore. “Um, do you…do you know anything about him?” Hitoshi knitted his eyebrows.

“What do you mean?” he replied, and you were almost afraid to look at him for fear you’d see suspicion in his eyes. “Just, I…” you paused, should you tell him that you agreed to let Neito be a part of your project? Maybe not. “I want to know more about him,” you said. “What?” Hitoshi replied, “Why?” he added.

“No reason just…” you shifted your eyes back and forth, trying to devise an excuse. “I think he’s cool?” you said, shrugging and hoping that Hitoshi wouldn’t be able to sense that you were lying to him. “Hm, cool huh?” he asked, crossing his arms. “Y-yes?” you replied, shrugging. He glanced away, huffing.

“He’s annoying…has no sense of personal space and is overdramatic,” at least those were the first three things that came to his mind. He noticed that your face dropped, and your eyes held a shattered look as if he had smashed some hope you had related to Neito.

He sighed. “He was also the first one that welcomed me as his friend,” your eyes widened. “R-really?” He nodded. “Guess that says something about his character, most are put off by me, but he saw strength in my abilities,” a smile tugged at the corner of your lips.

You should be writing this down, then again, this information wasn’t exactly related to your project so you could let it go for now. “Thank you, Shinso!” you said politely and rushed past him before he could say anything more.

That night, thoughts of Neito clouded your mind as you lay in your bed with your heart pounding. It was a strange feeling, and you wondered what was happening. ‘Am I…happy?’ The thought seemed ridiculous, and you shook your head before turning on your side, focusing your attention on the wall.

“Ah! Mr. Aizawa ruined everything!” Neito screamed as he raised his arms above his head before entangling his hands in his hair. “Am I truly cursed to not have one peaceful moment with my dear Y/n, she’s surely the most tolerable and shyest of the creatures here at Yuuei and I want her to myself!”

He stomped his foot against the ground. “Surely no one else is worthy of caring for her!” A chuckle filled the air and he paused, looking around like mad to find the source of the noise. “Excuse you! It’s rude to eavesdrop on another’s conversation!” he snapped, continuing to look around.

“Or is it that you’re interested in Y/n as well!?” he growled, ready to fight whoever was laughing at him. “Not at all dude, but your shouting is kind of loud. I thought something was up, so I came to check out the scene!” Neito knitted his eyebrows, clearly perplexed.

“Tch and just where are you?” He asked, crossing his arms. “Look at your feet dude,” he blinked and sure enough when he looked down, he saw the face of Mirio phased through the ground and stumbled back. “You!?” he shouted in response.

“Heh, yeah,” Mirio smiled, “wait right here, I’ll be back!” With that, he disappeared once more. “The nerve of him,” Neito grumbled, tapping his foot against the ground. The sound of birds chirping in the distance and the leaves rustling surrounded him.

Beyond the tree line, he could see the sun beginning to set and the sky turning various hues of red, orange, and yellow. He frowned, his mind still lingering with thoughts of you. ‘Oh dear, what will I do to get her close to me?’ There had to be a way to crack that hard shell of yours.

“Heyo!” Neito turned, watching as Mirio approached. He scowled and his body stiffened in response, yes most would respect upperclassmen but not in this case. Not when they tried to steal you away from him. “What do you want?” He asked with a glare.

“Oh uh, heh,” Mirio noticed this but decided to be friendly regardless. “You’re the one I saw in the library earlier, right?” he asked, placing his hands on his hips, and smiling but Neito gave no response. “I’m still really sorry about that,” he said, scratching the side of his head.

“I wasn’t trying to interfere just-” he stepped back when Neito pointed his finger at him. “Just what?! How dare you interrupt my moment with Y/n,” he said with a snarl, this upperclassman was no better than Mr. Aizawa. “What else are you planning to ruin between us? Why are you even here?” he demanded.

“Uh, well you see…” he could have sworn he told him that earlier, but oh well. Maybe he just wasn’t paying attention, after all, he did kind of startle him. “I…I couldn’t help but overhear your dilemma, and I’m here to help!” he declared with a wink and smile.

Neito growled. “Help? Hah, that’s quite humorous but I don’t need any help,” he declared, turning his back on Mirio. “Are you sure?” he replied, knitting his eyebrows. “Y/n seemed pretty shy in the library and well…if there’s anything I can do to help her, let me know!” Maybe it was just hard for him to accept no as an answer.

Especially when it seemed that Neito did need his help. “After all, the best way to get to know someone is by doing nice things for them!” Neito glanced to the side, tapping his chin in thought. What did he know about you? From observing you as long as he did, he could recall a few things.

Onigiri was one of your favorite snacks, you worked hard on your academic studies but also enjoyed reading mystery novels on your own time. When you talked with other general studies students, you displayed a deep sense of care for them.

Of course, it was a mystery to him as to why you cared for others. But he wasn’t so ignorant as to completely disregard what it felt like to care for another. “Are you suggesting that if I were to give Y/n the things she likes, she would open up to me?” he asked, turning to face Mirio.

“Uh, well I think there’s more to it than that! But sure!” he said shrugging. “Hm…” Neito nodded. “Very well, I’m happy I thought of that,” he said walking past Mirio whose eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to speak, but decided against it as he watched the lowerclassmen walk away.

“Here!” Neito declared, slamming a box onto the table in the library and nearly scaring you half to death. “Huh?” you knitted your eyebrows, noting that what he so rudely slammed down was an ordinary box covered in light blue wrapping paper with colorful bows across the top of it.

“Um, y-you…” Neito smirked. “Yes of course, I, the one and only Phantom Thief have presented you with a gift,” and of course, it was better than any other gift you could receive from any other ordinary everyday boring student.

Your heart began to pound and couldn’t help but smile as you unwrapped the gift. “Oh,” you marveled when you saw several pieces of delicious and differently flavored onigiri inside. In addition, there were a few mouth-watering drinks.

You picked one up, quickly reading the label before looking at the pink-colored liquid that had bits of strawberries floating in it. However, you ended up dropping it when Neito’s hand hit the table. He seemed to ignore the fact that the bottle had rolled off said table and onto the floor.

“Yes, I know. Quite amazing, isn’t it? Now…” he reached over, grasping your chin to lift your head. “What do you say?” he asked. “Huh?” you blinked before realizing what he wanted. “Oh, t-thank you!” Had you forgotten to thank him!?

He smirked at your response. “Oh, you’re quite welcome,” he said, leering at you possessively. “Now then,” he took the seat opposite you and folded his hands on the table. “Hm?” you looked at him before taking an onigiri out of the box.

You then made sure it was closed and placed it on the floor next to your chair. You picked up the drink you had dropped earlier and placed it on the table before adjusting yourself in your seat. Then you unwrapped the onigiri you had chosen and took a bite, waiting for Neito to speak.

“I do hope Mr. Aizawa’s intrusion didn’t disturb you too much, although it was rather rude for you to run away without giving me a goodbye.” His words made you freeze, and you thought about speaking in your defense but knowing Neito, it wouldn’t make a difference.

You grumbled and glanced away before taking another bite of your food, you chewed it slowly and swallowed. “Why…” your question faded into the air making you groan in frustration. After yesterday, you shouldn’t be having a problem talking to him. You took a deep breath, ignoring how Neito leaned closer.

‘Okay, I can do this…his eyes are on me.’ You tried to ignore your rapid heart rate and flushed cheeks. “Why…d-did you…w-want to become a…he-hero?!” You exclaimed, squeezing your eyes shut and cringing as your voice echoed through the library.

“Hm?” Neito blinked, looking at you with surprise before he smiled. “Awe is my dear Y/n finally coming out of her shell?” he teased, noticing the way your cheeks grew a darker shade of red. Oh, how he loved knowing he was the cause of it.

He chuckled before leaning back in his chair, the smile fading from his face. You noticed this and suddenly felt awkward and guilty, had you caused him to get sad!? “Y-you don’t have to…u-uh, I, u-um…” he shook his head.

“No, it’s quite alright. After all, I agreed to be a part of your project, it’s only natural to want to know the past of someone as marvelous as I!” he declared, brushing his hand over his bangs although you couldn’t help but wonder if he was putting up a front.

That frown had to mean something, have you struck a nerve? A painful past? Now that you thought about it, maybe villains weren’t the only ones with a painful past. Did heroes have them too? He took a deep breath and sighed.

“As a child, I was mercilessly teased!” he declared dramatically, pressing one hand against his chest. “Others called my quirk useless,” your eyes widened. “Useless?” you repeated with a frown. How could others have said such a cruel thing to him?

“Of course, I vowed to become a hero to prove them wrong. Their taunts surely couldn’t hold me down,” he said with a smirk. “Mmhm,” you replied. At least he found the courage to overcome the obstacles that tried to stop him from becoming a hero and maybe that’s why he acted the way he did.

It wasn’t to make others feel small, but rather to continue to make himself feel bigger than those bullies. “Of course, there are also the familial expectations,” your thoughts were broken. “Familial…e-expectations?” you repeated, feeling your heart sink in your chest.

“Oh yes, the pressure to maintain good grades and appearances and all that. It’s really quite exhausting living up to certain expectations,” he admitted with a dramatic sigh. You narrowed your eyes and focused on the look of hurt that now danced in his.

As much as you wanted to tell him about your family’s expectations, you instead placed what was left of your onigiri down and hesitantly reached across the table and laid your hand over his. He gasped at the contact, and you immediately pulled away.

“S-sorry!” you exclaimed, the heat in your cheeks rising. “I...I m-mean I wasn’t...I j-just...I uh...” You looked at him, swallowing thickly as he raised his eyebrow. Glancing down, you expected him to say something rude in response, but instead, he reached over, taking your hand.

“Huh?” You raised your head, watching as he slid his palm along yours, aligning your fingers. His hand, you noticed, felt warm and his skin smooth. “Um...” you latched onto your lip, nervously chewing it before finding the courage to ask what he was doing.

“Shh,” he responded and slowly slipped his fingers between yours and smiled as he stared at your now conjoined hands. It wasn’t like any smile he had given before. There was something softer, loving about it. Like he had just witnessed the most beautiful thing in the world and then he muttered the words, “Perfect fit.”

To say that such words caught you off guard would be an understatement. That same sensation from last night came when you looked at your hand cradled in his. A smile then enveloped your features. ‘Maybe this is happiness,’ you confirmed, squeezing his hand gently.

Silence filled the space between the two of you as you enjoyed this happy moment. But then, a thought entered your mind, and it was this thought that shattered the smile on your face to pieces. “Hm? Is something the matter?” he asked, feeling insulted that you were frowning because he was currently holding your hand.

You shook your head. “N-no,” you said, looking at him again. “Nothing’s um…wrong.” A sigh escaped your lips moments later, causing him to knit his eyebrows. He opened his mouth, prepared to ask what was wrong again, but you spoke first.

“My family a-also has certain…e-expectations…and...” You looked away from him, rubbing the side of your neck. Why you were even telling him this, you didn’t know. Neito narrowed his eyes as he watched your cheeks turn a luscious pink.

Although he was quite astounded by this, he was envious that he wasn’t the cause of it…maybe even a little angry. “And what?” He growled, making you knit your eyebrows as you looked at him. For a moment, you wondered if what you had said made him angry.

Maybe he was just angry that the attention had shifted to you. Regardless of the happy moment the two of you shared earlier, you still thought Neito was a bit selfish and obsessed with himself. “Um…” you looked down, partly wondering if you should actually tell him or not.

Then again, you were trying to bond with him in a sense, and he had told you details about his life he surely wouldn’t have shared with anyone else. So, you took a deep breath and let it out. “T-they have expectations about my…f-future love life…” It was like a lightning bolt passed through his chest, causing his heart to crumble.

“W-what!?” He snapped in reply, standing from his seat and ignoring the people who were now staring because of his outburst causing your cheeks to darken into a rich red color. “Uh, M-Monoma…” You said, sinking in your seat.

However, he wasn’t willing to listen to reason and shook his head. “What on Earth do you mean they have expectations, surely they do not intend to marry you off to…to...” He clenched his jaw, trying to think of the correct words. “Some immature individual who could never hope to measure up to the greatness I display!”

He pressed his hands against the table and leaned over, intent on speaking more until he saw the expression on your face. Like a kicked puppy, a frown decorated your lips, and your eyes were dull as if someone had ripped out your very soul.

He blinked. “Y/n?” he questioned, and you latched onto your lip before gathering your things from the table and quickly putting them into your backpack. “Y/n?” he repeated, panic and concern dripping from his voice. “I-I’ll see you later, Monoma…” you said, slipping your backpack over your shoulders.

“Wait!” he half-heartedly called, but you left the library in a hurry. More importantly, you left the gift he had so generously given you and the drink you had placed on the table. “Mm…” he frowned, obviously confused and angry as to why you had reacted the way you did to his words.

Days passed, and Neito found himself increasingly anxious. He hated to admit that he was feeling such a way, and it was hard to keep up his confidence when he hadn’t seen you. Even when he happened to catch a glimpse of you, it was clear you were going out of your way to avoid him.

He pondered if his words were the reason behind your drastic actions and eventually, he was unable to contain his frustration. “Ah!” He shouted into the night. Having been unable to sleep, he decided wandering the grounds of the student housing campus may help him.

But unfortunately, it didn’t. His mind was still fixated on you and more importantly, “How can I get her to fall for me!?” He raised his arms above his head and sighed dramatically before his knees buckled. He fell to the ground with his fists twisted into the grass.

“Heh, so I take it that Y/n didn’t receive your gifts well?” His body instantly snapped up and he looked around, uncertain of where the voice had come from. “Huh?” He raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms. Surely, he was not going mad.

He sighed, then again, perhaps you had something to do with that. Oh, how could he get you to see him the way that he saw you? He clenched his jaw, feeling his body heat up and anger rush through his veins. He stood on his feet.

“Hmp,” he grumbled before turning around only to stumble straight into someone else. He cried out, and his nose crinkled at the rather cheap smell that invaded his nostrils. He looked up, only to see Mirio smiling down at him.

He cried out in disgust and attempted to shove him away, but due to their stature difference, Mirio remained where he was, and Neito ended up stumbling back because of his actions. “Heh, did I scare you? Sorry about that, totally didn’t mean to!” The upperclassman commented, only to have Neito growl in response.

“So, what happened between you and Y/n? Did my suggestion not work as well as you hoped?” He asked, ignoring Neito’s glare. “I should have known better than to take advice from anyone,” he stated, stomping his foot against the ground. “I will win over Y/n myself! I do not need your help,” he declared, walking away.

Mirio tilted his head, somewhat confused by what he was seeing, but waved him goodbye. “Well, alright! But you know you could just confess your feelings. That is if you want Y/n to know how much you care about her,” Neito stopped and looked at Mirio from over his shoulder.

“Confess…my…feelings?” He repeated, his eyes shifting back and forth. “Yup,” Mirio replied, placing his hands on his hips. “After all, how can you expect someone to fall for you if they don’t even know how you feel in the first place?” He blinked, before tapping his chin a few times.

He thought he had already made his feelings for you clear. Then again, you were rather shy and antisocial. Why of course! That must be why you remained unreceptive to his actions and words. You needed him to be clearer. Yes, yes! That was it.

He simply needed to tell you how he felt about you straight-forward and then, oh yes, you would no doubt fall for him. It was a perfectly devised plan. “Hm, very well. Perhaps confessing my feelings for Y/n would be beneficial,” he replied and tried to ignore the rather absurd smile that Mirio gave him.

“That sounds awesome! Good luck!” He stated, and despite receiving a rather obscene glare from the underclassmen, he was still happy for him. Although confessing your feelings wasn’t easy, from what he had already seen Neito was quite the character and in a way, anyone would be lucky to have someone with such confidence in their life.

In the back of his mind, however, he couldn’t help but wonder what would happen if Neito got rejected. Yikes, probably nothing good. But if that did happen, he’d try his best to help. Broken hearts kind of sucked, but they could be healed with plenty of support from friends.

Despite your conflicting feelings, you found yourself sitting in the library, at your usual table, which over the past week had also become Neito’s table. You weren’t sure why you were even here, but you knew that Neito wasn’t exactly the most thoughtful with his words.

More than likely, he didn’t realize just how intense the romantic pressure your family placed on you was. Frankly, it disgusted you that they wanted to marry you off to whoever they thought was best for you. It was a wonder what they’d think of Neito and his unorthodox method of trying to court you.

If you were honest, the possessive nature that he held over you was also a bit unnerving. Then again, it was probably his ego talking, and after everything he had gone through, including people making fun of his quirk and putting him down, it was understandable why he would be prideful.

However, that was no excuse to oversell yourself or try to claim someone else as your own. Yet, it was nice to know that someone wanted you that bad. Someone who aspired to do good through his hero work and had overcome his inner demons.

So maybe you were just sitting here in hopes he’d come to you. Little did you know that was exactly what was going to happen. His heart was pounding in his chest, and a warm hue coursed through his cheeks giving them a pink appearance.

He ran past the doors of the library, startling the few students standing around or browsing through the nearby shelves. He frantically looked around and a sense of relief rushed over him when he spotted you. His lip quivered, a sensation that was entirely new to him.

Yet, he knew that you were the reason behind it, and it was almost scary thinking that someone such as yourself had this kind of power over him. But perhaps that was love. Yes, he would admit that he was a tad bit obsessed with you.

However, his affection stemmed from the fact that you were vastly different from everyone else. He took a deep breath. ‘Pull yourself together, you’re Neito Monoma!’ He reminded himself, curling his hands into fists before he made his way to your table.

“Hm?” You held your breath when you lifted your head and saw him walking toward you, just as you predicted. It was almost as though the two of you were drawn to this space, to one another. You noticed the unusual nervous expression he wore, and it perplexed you. Why was he nervous? If anyone should be nervous, it should be you.

As he stood in front of the table, the pink color that filled his cheeks turned a soft red. He glanced away and rubbed the side of his neck. Oh, how would he confess to you? Surely you wouldn’t accept his feelings if they weren’t presented in the most perfect way possible. Then again…perhaps feelings were askew for a reason.

They were not something one asked for, and in some cases, couldn’t control. He took a deep breath and felt a tingle course through him, it was almost like lightning. It caused his hair to stand on end and only intensified when he locked eyes with you.

He stumbled forward, slamming his hands on the table to ensure he truly had your attention. Your eyes widened in response, and yes, you looked at him with an expression that danced somewhere between confusion and irritation. Why did he do that in the first place?

He smirked and leaned over, despite the damned butterflies in his stomach, he poured out his emotions. “Y-you!” He stated with a pointed finger. “My…pursuit of you has proved to be difficult, and although I desired you because of your unusual personality-” You looked at him strangely.

“Unusual...personality?” you repeated, almost sounding offended. He nodded and while he could go into detail, now wasn’t the time for that. “My plan to court you,” he continued, “by insisting on being the star topic of your presentation has...fallen apart.” He glanced away, feeling more shameful than anything.

He hated failure and yes maybe that stemmed from his family’s expectations. Unlike you, however, he had a choice when it came to his love life, and he chose you. Yes, you, and damn anyone else. You kept looking at him perplexed. This was not what you expected.

He glanced back at you, his cheeks remaining a soft red. “I…I do not know why you acted the way you did when I attempted to claim courtship rights over you despite your familial expectations. Perhaps romance makes you uncomfortable,” he dreaded to think his courting methods made you feel such a way.

But surely that was ridiculous. As he had stated many times, no one was more perfect for you than him. “I’m more than certain you know I will not stop my pursuit,” he hissed, he had to at least make that clear. He placed one hand on his hip, and the other remained pressed against the table.

His head turned to the side, and he closed his eyes. His lips curled up as if he had smelled something foul. “You are truly naive if you believe that I would allow your family to hand you off to anyone who is not me!” He snapped, placing the hand that was against his hip on his chest.

Your heart fluttered, you knew family matters, especially dealing with arranged marriages and love, were complicated. And even if Neito’s affection was somewhat yandere, it was clear that he wouldn’t let your family control you. Your thoughts were shattered when you heard him huff.

“The thought of losing you to…another is just…unethical. Nobody could take better care of you than I, Neito Monoma!” He announced and before you could react, he raced around the table to stand in front of you and took your hand.

Your soft delicate hand that he never wanted to let go. Then he got down on one knee as if he were proposing, and while you wouldn’t put that past him, it was clear there was another reason he was doing it. Once he was situated, he pressed your hand against his chest, and you could feel the rapid flutter of his heart.

You were a little worried that he might need to see Recovery Girl. But even if you suggested that, he would refuse until he said what he needed to say. He narrowed his eyes with determination. “I will not stop my pursuit of you,” he repeated, before taking a deep breath.

“As such, I vow to become the ideal hero for you.” Even if he had said similar things to you over the past week, a wave of surprise and a feeling of newfound hope coursed through your veins and a gentle smile formed on your face.

He felt a tinge of nerves once again consume him when you leaned forward, parting your lips to speak. This was it. Were you going to reject or accept his feelings? Either way, it didn’t matter. He’d wear you down until you were his.

Much to his surprise, you said, “I…accept your feelings.” Although you couldn’t tell him how to feel in the first place. His mouth hung open, making you chuckle. That look of confusion and shock was a rare sight, but he shook his head, soon regaining his composure as he stood back up.

“W-well of course you would,” he said, using that familiar know-it-all tone that you had gotten all too associated with. He then cleared his throat before noticing an exhibition board lying against one of the legs of the table. “What is that?” He questioned, pointing to it.

You turned your head and your stomach twisted. Oh, so he had noticed it. You took a deep breath, rubbing your hands along your thighs before grabbing it. “I…f-finished my project,” you said, opening it to reveal three separate panels.

The words ‘Pro Hero or Student: Traits that Make Both Shine’ were across the top of it. On the first panel, you had an explanation of what you were doing with your project and the traits you had experimented with. The middle panel displayed pictures of famous heroes and the qualities they possessed.

Finally on the last panel was a picture of Phantom Thief, Neito’s hero alias, and underneath was information regarding the versatility of his quirk, the traits he had in common with your selection of pro heroes, and why they were stronger.

Although flattered, he was expecting more of the focus to be on him. Surely, he should have taken up all three panels. But this was a start, at least the General Studies Department would know how amazing he was. He smiled pridefully and looked at you.

“Well, perhaps your next assigned project can truly focus on me,” he said, already making assumptions. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes and closed the exhibition board before placing it back against the leg of the table. “I…e-even after what you said I…I wanted to w-work on the project…” you admitted.

“I thought it was t-the right thing to d-do because…” you paused and Neito leaned closer, eager to hear what you had to say about him. You took a deep breath, feeling heat course through your cheeks. The weight of his stare was certainly heavy but welcomed.

You turned your gaze back on him. “You’ve been through so much a-and despite your attitude,” which while unpleasant sometimes also was welcomed, “y-you’re an amazing person,” you stated before glancing away. You could feel your cheeks growing hotter by the second and your confidence skyrocketing.

“And…if what you say i-is true, that you’d never l-let my family marry me to anyone else then…” you swallowed unsure of how you’d phrase this. “I want you in my life,” yup. There it was. The conclusion of your project-themed journey with Neito. Sure…he was egotistical, pushy, and at times had no common decency when it came to manners.

But he was still determined, always looking to do the right thing, and willing to do whatever it took to protect those he cared about. Even through the negativity and doubt that people had regarding his abilities as a hero, he sought to prove them wrong.

Of course, you suspected that he also sought to prove to himself that he had what it took to become a hero. To rise above naysayers was a quality to be admired; maybe sometime soon, he could teach you how to be a social butterfly or at least speak to other students outside of your department.

Then again, maybe it was better not to think about social interaction now. His face was beaming and the expression that danced in his eyes reflected that loving and caring side that he often kept concealed. “Oh Y/n!” he exclaimed, making you yelp in surprise when he embraced you and proceeded to nuzzle his head against yours.

He loved the floral and fruity scent that permeated from your hair and invaded his nostrils. It gave him a sense of peace before he pulled away. “What a glorious moment this is!” He said, taking hold of your hands. “Come!” He stated, and without warning yanked you out of your chair.

“What!?” You exclaimed as he pulled you against him once more and smirked. A soft chuckle escaped him before he leaned closer. “You are rather adorable when taken by surprise, perhaps I’ll do this more often,” he said, wrapping an arm around your waist.

“For now, I believe a celebration is in order,” you knitted your eyebrows. A celebration? For what? Your newfound friendship? Your acceptance of his feelings? It was so hard to determine what was going through his mind. But you allowed him to lead you out of the library regardless.

While he rambled on about getting some type of latte, something dawned on you. Your life was going to change drastically now that Neito was part of it. Then again, you had a feeling the more traits you learned about him, the closer the two of you would become. 

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Hello saw your requests were open and I wanted to try it out

May I request the 1-A boys + monoma and shinso(separately) with a female s/o that's 5'6 and has very long hair specifically reaching the knee and they take care of it very well and takes it with pride because took them years to grow it (I would be proud to tbh cuz ya can do whatever the hell ya want with long hair)

MHA Boys With Long Hair Fem! S/o

Characters: Shoto, Midoriya, Bakugou, Kirishima, Denki, Iida, Monoma, Shinso

This one was so cute to write.

W: Non-sexually sharing a shower. Fluff

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Shoto

He never thought much about his hair length but after starting a relationship with you he started to reconsider.

He liked the way your hair would flow in the wind.

The bounce that it had when you'd walk.

It was pretty.

The texture, the type, the length, it all made it uniquely you.

He started to look at other people's hair and compared it to yours.

He loved helping you do your hair routine.

It gave him the excuse to be physically close to you.

He admitted during one of these sessions that he was touch starved.

"You trust me with something that is incredibly important to you. Something delicate and special. It makes me feel grateful but appreciated."

He starts to grow out his own hair in the process too.

He had so much fun helping you out that he also wanted to share another experience with you.

His hair required attention and you both would spend time brushing it together and maintaining it.

It was a cute couple thing that he enjoyed talking about with others.

Midoriya

Your hair was something he deeply appreciated, mainly because it was uniquely you.

He loved helping you put your hair up in a bun or ponytail, braiding it or styling it in any way you wanted to.

It made him happy when you'd wake up with hair all over the place.

Did it get in his mouth and cause him to choke once in a while? Yes, but it was you so he didn't care.

Your hair always found itself on his clothes but he didn't care.

Is it weird that he collects the strands of hair that he'd finds and keeps them in a ziplock bag?

He just wants to keep things that belong to you.

He loves it when you let him play with your hair because it means that you’re letting him be part of something unique.

He appointed himself as the official hair brushed and learns new techniques in order to help you with whatever look you wanted to go for that day.

He’s a simp for your hair routine.

Bakugou

He used to hate your long hair but he managed to warm up to it.

It gets everywhere but when he noticed how attached you were to it he stopped bitching.

He will never admit it but he was at one point jealous of how much attention you have your hair.

You had this whole hair care routine that he wanted to get upset over but he remembered to do his breathing exercises and rationalize things.

You help him with his own hair.

He's so sweaty most of the time and like to shower with him since it gave you the chance to take care of his hair while he helped you with your own.

He loves doing your hair and makes sure to plan out his schedule so that he could give your hair the attention it needs.

He makes sure to buy you all of the things you need for your hair and has you sit on his lap late at night as he helps brush and braid it.

Kirishima

He's in love with your hair.

He has his own hair care routine since he dyes all the time.

He asks you to dye your hair with him since he thinks it's a cute couple activity.

He thinks you'd look with red hair.

He likes to cuddle with you, mainly with your back against his chest since he can bury his face into your hair.

He likes the smell of your shampoo, can you blame him?

He loves showering with you since he can massage your products into your hair and see your hair's true length.

He brings up your hair length in all of his conversations with others.

He finds it unique and wants to share it with others who may or may not know you.

Kaminari

Oblivious mf when it comes to hair care.

He cuts his own hair at times and puts gel in it but besides that, he had no idea how to maintain his own hair.

He also owned a straightener but he always managed to burn his hair.

When he started dating you and noticed how much care you put into your hair, he immediately asked you for help with his own.

You both bonded over hair care and you mainly had to take care of his hair.

You never allowed him to get too crazy with your hair but did let him braid it and put it up in a bun or ponytail.

Little by little his hair care began to improve and so did his understanding of hair health.

Iida

Very precise with everything.

He knows when to stop adding products and when to add more.

He made sure to be exact with everything since he wanted to make his hair look good and now greasy.

With you, he had to learn to break some of his strictness when it came to hair care.

You had much more hair than him and it was somewhat overwhelming at the beginning of your relationship.

Once he was adjusted, he often found himself watching you do your hair in complete silence.

He loved it.

It was peaceful.

And if you ever did his hair, he would certainly cry because your touch was always soft and you constantly showered him in complements.

Monoma

OMG HE WONT SHUT THE FUCK UP ABOUT YOUR HAIR

Its to the point where people know every single step of your hair care routine.

He makes sure to set up your hair appointments for you for trims and only a trim.

Once you mentioned that you liked your hair long, he was going to make sure your hair stayed that way.

He also bought all of your products.

He was kinda like your sugar daddy but he always brushed it off.

He just wanted his darling to have everything they needed.

He's always screaming about the time.

He likes to keep you on a hair care schedule so you don't have to stay up at 2 am doing your routine.

He cares a lot about you and your hair.

Shinso

He's a cat so watching the way your hair sways as you walk or how the wind blows it.

It makes him very happy and takes away all of his thoughts.

He's so enamored with your hair.

He likes cuddling you with your hair somewhere near his face.

It tickles him but in a positive way.

He likes napping while smelling your shampoo.

He was all over your hair care and he joined in on it at times.

He likes brushing your hair for you and loves it, even more, when you brush his own hair.