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My Weird Boyfriend, Midoriya Izuku!

Second Season of My Weird Roommate Midoriya Izuku !

Please read the first season before starting this, otherwise it won’t make sense.

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Basic info:

- (Almost) Established Midoriya x quirkless female reader

- Other minor relationships: Bakugou x Kirishima, Kaminari x Shinsou (mostly just hints, except if you guys want to see more from them!)

- Warnings: Suggestive, swear words, new warnings on every chapter. I don’t really want to write smut but if it ever happens it will be in a separate chapter and it won’t be important for the main plot! 16+ for now.

- I’ll post as soon as I can but I can’t do it weekly for a while for personal reasons; please read this for more information! Be on the taglist so you don’t miss the new chapters! 🩷

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Chapter 0 - Midoriya Izuku tells the truth! (Midoriya POV)

The responsibility of being the number one hero comes to Izuku naturally; it’s like he was born for it, even though it was literally the opposite.

Affection, love and care also in his blood; he grew up in a loving family even without having a father; his mother is the most affectionate, most sensitive person in the whole world and Izuku is proud to say that he inherited all of that from her.

What Izuku has no idea about is… well… putting feelings into words and acting upon them.

Midoriya Izuku knows he is certainly fucked, as Katsuki likes to say, and he knows that one day, karma will bite his ass for taking so much from Sweet Pea without telling her about his own, absolutely not friendly feelings, but he just can’t do it. Sweet Pea is the purest soul in the whole wide world, her heart is nothing but pure gold, her touches feel like heaven, her skin smells like home and Izuku is quite sure Sweet Pea is not actually quirkless she’s just a descendant of an Angel and her quirk is jut her being… well… that.

He can write essays about how perfect Sweet Pea is; he’s not lying about that, he has three notebooks full of notes hidden in his secret room nobody knows about, every page filled with nice things about his lovely roommate, about her morning routine, about all the skincare products she uses before she goes to bed, about what food she prefers to eat and what food she makes only for Izuku but barely touches herself; for instance, when Sweet Pea makes a fruit salad she only eats the berries out of it the leaves the rest of it in the fridge for Izuku to finish. Oh, and every time she makes broccoli, she looks really guilty when she’s eating it and that’s the cutest thing in Izuku’s opinion. Oh and mushrooms; Sweet Pea doesn’t like mushrooms. At all. Oh and there is that really lovely cream she uses right before bed that smells really flowery so every evening, Izuku hides his face in Sweet Pea’s neck to smell it; it took him a bit of time to find the right product in her skincare cabinet and Izuku was horrified to realize the bottle was half empty so he quickly ordered one from Amazon so it never runs out; he was really surprised how ridiculously pricy it was but when the box arrived, it all made sense; he accidentally ordered a set of 10.

By the way, it doesn’t smell as nice on him as it does on Sweet Pea, but it does make his skin look flawless and moisturized so he has no complains. Plus, Sweet Pea doesn’t need to spend any money to buy a new tube because Izuku makes sure to change her tube up to a new one before it runs out.

Wait, how did he end up thinking about this?

Oh yeah, feelings. Friendly feelings and non-friendly ones. Yeah, he doesn’t really get that. When Izuku loves he loves aggressively and he can’t really see where one feeling ends and where the other starts hence why it took him a lifetime to realize when his relationship with Sweet Pea went past the friendzone and even then, it did not feel like it was past anything; it all felt natural to him like breathing.

Izuku would lie if he would say he doesn’t have any idea about romance; sadly, he does. But that romance was nothing like what he has with Sweet Pea; that romance was nothing but him being played over and over again for nothing but his money and when he ran out of all of it he was dumped like a misbehaving dog; not useful, not needed anymore.

It’s a story he doesn’t like to share; he was young and stupid, he was forced to do so much stuff he wasn’t ready for but he was too happy to be loved and appreciated he didn’t care about his own feelings at that time, neither about his missing money; until he was able to pay his mom’s rent and his own, he was more than happy to spend all of the rest on his “loved one” and let’s just say he definitely learnt a lesson right there and he vowed he’ll never fall in love again. After a few months of self destruction and a few explosions right in his face he realized the world isn’t about the end; his life is already perfect even without the romance; he has the best friends and the best family, he has a beautiful flat with a beautiful fluffy cat, he’s loved by so many and he’s the symbol of peace now, just how he wanted it all his life.

Life was great and he was satisfied.

But then…

He opened his door to welcome his new roommate who had a Deku cardboard cutout under her armpit.

It wasn’t love for the first sight but it was on the second; the way she slept peacefully in his arms when he shuffled over to her bed to put her to sleep, the way she took care of him when he came home drenched in blood, the way she’s never asked for anything in exchange for all the love and care she poured into his flat and his now-beautiful garden; it all happened without his knowledge, without a single warning, just like that, out of the blue and BAMM!

… yeah.

Midoriya Izuku always wondered why was his own point of view never a part of this silly fanfiction but seeing his thoughts written down on this piece of paper, now he can understand, why.

This is a mess, man.

So after the Big Bang, Izuku wasn’t sure what to do with himself. If he has to choose between keeping his Sweet Pea around as a close friend or losing her because of his silly little feelings, he would choose to go with the former for obvious reasons. Also, doing frisky things with your roommate sounds weirdly illegal, even if Kacchan says it’s okay and Kirishima says your girlfriend who lives with you is also technically your roommate so Izuku’s hour-long mumble doesn’t really make any sense.

When Izuku innocently asks which kind of roommates are those two, he was respectfully thrown out their window.

It was just a joke. There is no way Kacchan is doing frisky things with Kirishima.

… right?

Okay, how did he end up here again?

Oh yeah, love.

Izuku fell in love.

That’s it.

Things were alright for a while; there were a few occasions when Izuku felt a really strong urge to kiss Y/N in a non-friendly way; it usually came randomly, like when they both stared at each other during a movie or when Izuku came home and Y/N jumped into his arms, content and happy that he’s finally home, or when Y/N made his favorite food for dinner, or when Y/N fell asleep in his arms… okay, he felt the urge almost every day but he was strong enough to stop himself until they went camping together and…

No, he is NOT going to make a comment about his drunk shenanigans. That goes to the grave with him. The one occasion he wants to talk about though is when he accidentally kissed Sweet Pea… on the mouth. That’s when the dam broke.

He wanted to let her go right away, of course he did, but her lips were so soft and so squishy and… okay, maybe he lingered a bit before he actually moved away and maybe he hoped there will be another accident in the near future so he can relive that beautiful feeling but the life wasn’t kind to him enough for that; instead, Sweet Pea got sick and Izuku made an absolute fool of himself by freaking out completely. He even got hurt during a battle. He’s never been so disappointed in himself than that day. Thankfully, Katsuki saved the day and as always, exploded his face a few times to get him to his senses, even his mother helped to nurse his girl back to health, so it’s all well if it’s end well and Izuku must say, the next few days after were like a dream; they were both happy in each other’s arms, all the cautions thrown into the fire; Izuku was the happiest man on Earth.

…But there is a reason why people say not to play with fire; it looks nice from far away, but when you get too close to it… it burns like a bitch.

It was a few days after Sweet Pea got better. Izuku was already so close to confess to Y/N, tell her he loves her and that he wants her to be his; he was just about to say it out loud when he was called in to work on his day off. He was mad and angry but he decided to let it go; he made a plan in his head that day, the perfect, fool-proof plan to swoon Sweet Pea the right way.

He will get a lovely pink pot of flowers for her window seal first then he’ll ask Y/N out for dinner; there is a beautiful restaurant on the rooftop of the highest building in Tokyo which he wanted to rent out completely for one day, have a lovely dinner then watch the stars together, snuggled under a cozy blanket with mulled wine in their hands. Then Deku would take out the little box from his pocket; the little box with a little ring, made by his friend Melissa; it’s not an engagement ring, it’s more like a promise; the ring is actually a really cool support item Melissa made especially by Deku’s orders. It doesn’t matter what it is really but yes, he will give the ring to Sweet Pea and tell her about his feelings.

And then… they can have their first kiss under the skies and it will be perfect… if she feels the same of course. If not… that’s another story.

… well. Life had other plans for Izuku.

Blaming it on life isn’t the most manly thing to do though because really, it was all Izuku’s fault.

Sweet Pea and Izuku were chilling on the sofa, watching a lovely movie that afternoon. The mood was perfect, calm and homey, Y/N was warm in his arms and she smelled amazing; he just wanted to remember her beautiful, serene face as she tried to look sneak glances at him, he just wanted to remember the spark in her eyes when their gazes met in the dim lighting; he just wanted to feel how soft Y/N’s cheeks are on this lovely afternoon, but somehow, he got lost in the sensation, lost in those beautiful eyes staring into his soul, and without a single thought in his lovesick brain, Midoriya Izuku looked down at her lips, which he tried to not ever do. It was a mistake; Y/N licked her lips right in front of Midoriya’s hungry eyes and somehow, he ended up being jealous of Y/N’s own tongue for being able to do that, his mind went dark and his heart exploded; he felt like he needed to have a taste himself, just a tiny little peck to soothe the burning desire in his chest, so he did.

He did, and he hated himself so much in that moment.

There were two different kind of feelings raging inside of him; one was self-hatred and the second was pure hunger. He concentrated on the first one; he mumbled a quiet sorry, his eyes the size of saucers but Y/N wasn’t listening to him; she was staring at him, but her eyes were cloudy and so-so beautiful; he tried again then, said sorry again and again and again but Sweet Pea turned his world upside down with her next move; she shut him up with another kiss, right on his mouth, like kissing him there is the most normal thing in the world and Izuku’s lost it; he lost the fight against his desires and slowly crawled closer and closer until there was nothing to stop him from kissing Y/N until their mouths hurt.

It was amazing for the first few minutes; it felt like finally, the last piece of puzzle found its place; he felt complete and so-so happy in Y/N’s arms, the kiss was everything he wanted and so much more; her lips were soft and gentle and she tasted amazing, but somewhere in the back of his mind Izuku knew this is a mistake and finally, his mind caught up to his heart and the happiness came to an end.

Sweet Pea deserved so much more than a few fleeting kisses out of nowhere. Sweet Pea deserved to be loved and appreciated and she deserved to have a choice in this; she might have reciprocated, but he didn’t even ask for her consent before the first kiss. Izuku messed up terribly; as the pink clouds cleared out he started to spiral, which ended up with him crying in his roommate’s arms, begging for forgiveness, but even being forgiven didn’t make Izuku’s heartache less painful. This was a mistake but he can’t say it will never happen again; he won’t be able to forget how it was like to be so close to the person he loves the most, and it’s only a matter of time before he will seek this comfort again. Their friendship is doomed and it’s all his fault; so Izuku braced himself and served his heart on a silver platter right in front of her; he tried his best to make this last “I love you” different than the others, but she just said it back and left him in his misery and Izuku took it as a rejection; he went to his room, crying his eyes out like a silly little teenager after his first heartbreak.

“Kacchan…” Izuku sobbed into the phone and Katsuki’s yelling subdued right away.

“You should be happy, what the fuck are you crying about?” Katsuki mumbled aggressively, but there was a hint of worry in his voice.

“This is not how this was supposed to happen. This is wrong. So wrong…” Izuku sobbed and even without seeing Kacchan’s face he knew he’s rolling his eyes.

“Oh my god, you fucker, life isn’t some motherfucking fairy tale where everything is perfect.” Katsuki reprimanded. “You are not the first fucking person whose romance didn’t go by their plans, you annoying little prick!” Katsuki yelled and suddenly, Izuku could hear another voice in the background.

“Katsuki, stop.” Eijirou’s voice got closer to the microphone. “What Katsuki is trying to say is that just because you’ve made a mistake it doesn’t mean your feelings are not true. I’ll tell you a story… from the past, okay?” Eijirou asked but Izuku had no idea why he felt the need to ask that, but okay. Maybe he wasn’t asking him but someone else? But the only person close to him is….

Oh.

Well, Izuku was too mentally exhausted to put the two things together right now.

This is not the right chapter for THAT reveal, anyway.

“So when I was young and stupid I had this friend I really liked.” Eijirou started, then laughed. “Okay, liking this person was an understatement, I was head over heels for him. So one day, we were chatting about romance and this person was talking about how they’ve never kissed before so I decided to use this opportunity and get a little bit of action out of it. Well, things have escalated and we ended up… going way past the “two bros kissing” stage and I really thought our friendship will be over after that; but then they laughed and everything went back to normal like nothing had happened. So that’s one thing. But the other thing is…” The line went silent for a few seconds, but then Eijirou started speaking again. “I hate myself to this day for letting the opportunity go; they were in my arms and I had all the power to tell them about my feelings and at least give ourselves a try in a romantic way. But I chickened out and I let the “mistake” go forgotten. I beat myself up every single day for it. Don’t be like me. It fucking sucks.” Eijirou sighed on the other side of the line.

“Do you still love the fucker?” Kacchan mumbled, barely audible. Izuku didn’t know Kacchan’s voice can go so soft.

“Would it be really pathetic to say I do?” Eijirou laughed with a sad tone to his usually preppy voice.

“Maybe instead of giving shitty advice to shitty Deku, you should grow some balls and ask the fucker out finally, because I’m quite fucking sure they’ve been waiting for fucking ages for you to get your shit together.” Katsuki retorted aggressively and there was an awkward silence on the other side of the line.

“Uhm, guys, would you like me to end the call?” Izuku mumbled, gobsmacked.

“Not yet, Deku.” Kacchan yelled. “You don’t need to act now or tomorrow. Just give it a fucking thought and get your head out of your ass. Got it?”

“Yeah, Kacchan. Thanks.” Izuku smiled. Kacchan might be an angry midget but he is an amazing friend.

“Now let me call Headphones and message your girlfriend, knowing her she’s probably trying to get through this alone like a real idiot.”

Scratch Izuku’s last sentence. Kacchan is the best friend the world has ever seen.

“Call us if you need to, okay? We love you Zuku-boo!”

“Jesus Christ, that was the gayest shit you’ve ever said, Eijirou.” Katsuki laughed on the other side, loud and airy.

“I feel kinda gay today, to be honest.” Eijirou laughed back and the line went silent.

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As everyone probably knows by now, Midoriya Izuku likes to overthink everything, so needless to say, he took his fucking time to think about his relationship as well.

He didn’t mean to stop eating and ignore everything for the sake of having more time to think about the same thing over and over again and he genuinely didn’t realize how harmful the whole thing was until he got slapped in the face by Sweet Pea’s teary eyes.

Izuku did learn his lesson the last time he did something so stupid as to ignore Y/N’s feelings, so this time, he listened and spoke up about his own; it was painful and Izuku swears something broke inside of him, but it was so worth it to be able to put his legs in Y/N’s lap in a pathetic attempt for intimate contact.

He wanted to snuggle up close and caress her arms, hide his head in his favorite spot, kiss the soft skin of her neck until Y/N’s tiny sighs fill the space… but Midoriya Izuku knows he won’t be able to stop himself there if this ever becomes a reality so he just… forced his mind to shut down and concentrate on the boring movie playing in the TV.

Life has been really hectic around him in the last couple of days, so don’t judge him for forgetting about his friend coming to Japan. They had an agreement; whenever the other is in town, they are more than welcome to use their facilities and spare beds to spare some money. No questions asked. Hence why Melissa came without a single word, and it’s fine.

He really should have realized there is no spare bed in his flat anymore for a guest though.

Izuku knew he was being ridiculous with this whole “I don’t let anyone in my room” thing, but his room is filled with personal pictures and memorabilia to the brim and a step inside his room feels like a step inside his soul and even though Izuku is the most open, most welcoming person on Earth, he’s still terrified to let anyone inside.

Well… anyone… but his Sweet Pea.

It was a really surprising realization for him, to be absolutely honest.

He also realized he kinda wants to let Y/N in into his room, he wants her to wander around and find the secret pieces of his soul laying on the shelves, and maybe, he wants Y/N to find out that a big part of his heart belongs to her already.

And she did. She did find them all and…

Oh, the ever loving god and all the angels above, thank you; the kiss Izuku received that day will forever haunt him in his sleep, in the best way possible. He will never ever be able to sleep again. Oh my god, Izuku is so absolutely whipped right now it’s actually kind of ridiculous.

There’s nothing in his head but fluffy pink clouds and Sweet Pea’s soft lips. Ladies, gents and everyone in between, Midoriya Izuku has left the earth and lives in Candy Land now.

If Izuku thought he was in love before, this is… something else completely. He drinks Y/N, he eats Y/N, he breathes Y/N, she’s so perfect and cute and squishy and she gives the best morning kisses… letting their friendship change over the course of the night was the best idea. They didn’t talk about what they are, but honestly, Izuku isn’t even sure there is a need to do that; whatever relationship they are in right now, they both know their hearts belong to the other; and honestly, that’s all that matters in Izuku’s opinion.

For now, he is happy with whatever Sweet Pea throws in front of him.

Maybe one day, he will feel the urge to give this a name, and knowing how romantic Izuku is when it comes to his Sweet Pea, he’ll probably ask her to be his girlfriend in a day or two, but right now, in this moment, Izuku needs nothing else to be the happiest nerd the world has ever seen.

… Next Chapter!

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Potato ramble:

- I hope you enjoyed seeing Midoriya’s side of the story! I’m actually quite proud of it.

- I can’t really do my usual rambles right now as I’m in a really bad mental state but I really hope this chapter made your day a bit better! I really enjoyed editing it!

- I’m really not sure when I’ll be able to post the next chapter as it’s quite painful for my foreigner ass to write it properly! (I have an exact picture of Deku’s agency in my head and I’m trying my best to write it down but man, I’m struggling so much 😂😂😂) Please be kind and patient with me for a while, honestly, I’m not sure how am I even functioning as a human being right now.

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RUNNING SO FAST okay so I’ve been having cute erasermic withdrawals with sweet pea and always and forever (I just think ler mic loves teasing aizawa nonstop and Aizawa can’t take it fjdjdjdjdj)

AHH ERASERMIC MY FREAKING HEART! I haven't written for these two dads in a hot minute! I've gotcha covered, anon!

Sweet Pea: "Is this a bad spot?" & Always and Forever: "Look how red you are!"

Mic was as good at tickling as he was blonde.

And he was quite blonde.

“Oo, is this a bad spot?” He cooed, grinning from ear to ear as Aizawa tried sinking back into their bed, his death grip on Mic’s wrist all the more telling. “Does someone got a ticklish set of ribs? Does he? Huh? Does he?”

“Hhiihhi-Hihihihizahahahhaashi! Knoohohock thahahaht ohohohohf-gehahahhahah!” Aizawa snorted, his reluctant grin on full display as his husband stayed on that terrible spot. “Ihiiihih’m trihihihihiying to sleehehehehep!”

“Baby, it’s the morning! You’ve been sleeping all night AND some! The day’s young; let’s go and celebrate it!” He tossed himself over Aizawa’s prone body, raking his fingers up and down his torso and earning even more sleepy giggles from the other. “Come out from those blankets and embrace the day!”

If he could, the eraser hero would have retorted something rude, but then Mic found that terrible spot along his upper ribs and the only sound to come out of his mouth was wheezy laughter. “Bahhahahahahhabe, plehahahahahhse!”

“What was that? Couldn’t hear you!” The blonde cooed, pulling the blankets back and revealing Aizawa’s face to the morning sun. “Aww! Look how red you are! What a cutie!”

“Ahehahahahah!” With little resistance left, Aizawa swallowed his pride. “Ohoohohohkay! Ohoohohkay,you wiihihihn! Now stahhahhaap!”

Mic whooped, ending his tickles with one last pinch to his ribs. Gasping for air, Aizawa flopped back against the sheets. Mic was soon to follow, his hand lovingly brushing strands of black out of his husband's face. “Glad you’re seeing things my way, love.”

“Hm…sure we can’t stay like this?” He snuggled closer, leaning his head on Mic’s shoulder with a small purr as he played with his hair. “Surely no one would mind if we…”

A crash echoed down the hall; followed by a squeal. Shinsou’s cry of annoyance followed as Eri’s shriek melted into giggles.

Mic raised an amused eyebrow. Aizawa groaned, tossing a hand over his face.

“Fine, fine. Let’s go face the day.”

Send me a candy heart and I'll write a dabble for it!

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Shinsou x Kaminari - Sleepy Shinsou vs… KTT?

Summary: Shinsou always had been having trouble sleeping and can’t seem to find a way to get himself to sleep especially if his neck is full of hero work stuff. Now it’s up to Kaminari to figure out a solution

Lee: Shinsou

Ler: Kaminari

Words: 1,490

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Shinsou could barely get any sleep. No matter what he did – warm milk, sleeping pills, meditation, listening to calming music - nothing was working. He would rarely get more than a few nights of good sleep, but all the other times had been hell to try. Ever since Shinsou had switched to the hero course, he was feeling so frustrated and exhausted that he decided to seek out help from his boyfriend, Kaminari.

Kaminari knocked on Shinsou’s door and let himself into his room. “Hey, how’s my purple-haired boyfriend doing?” He smiled widely. Shinsou was sitting on his bed, looking through a textbook with absolute tiresome eyes. He looked up at Kaminari and sighed heavily.

“Kaminari, I’m not in the mood for whatever you have planned.” He said. Kaminari slammed his hand over his heart and gasped dramatically. “Whatever do you mean?!”

Shinsou rolled his eyes. “I meant if your planning on pranking me or try to play rough on me. I’m too tired for that right now.”

Kaminari stepped closer to the bed and ruffled Shinsou’s hair. He smiled softly. “That’s not why I’m here. I’m just here to see how you’re doing. You look like you’ve been studying for ages. Do you want some help?”

Shinsou smiled and shook his head. “No, I’m fine. I just need a break.” He closed his book and set it aside. Kaminari smiled and plopped down next to him on the bed.

“Well then, let’s have a break together. How about a movie night? I can make us some ramen real quick and have a mini-marathon.” Kaminari grinned, happy to have cheered up his boyfriend.

Shinsou smiled. “That’s very sweet, D, but I can’t,” He covered his mouth to let out a yawn, “But I have to study for the hero course.” Kaminari raised his eyebrow. “On an almost late Saturday night?” “Well, it’s not like I could sleep anyway; I… what did you say?”

Before letting Kaminari answer, Shinsou quickly got off his bed and checked his clock, then drew open the curtains. It was completely dark outside. “Uh, Shinsou?” Kaminari asked. “Crap, I’ve been studying for that long?” Shinsou asked himself.

He rubbed his eyes and let out a long sigh. “I should call it a night. I can finish studying tomorrow.” Kaminari watched Shinsou sit back on the bed, defeated. “It’s alright. You can take a break,” He said. “You’ve been working really hard, and you deserve some rest.” Shinsou smiled gratefully and nodded.

“Thanks, Kaminari. I’m gonna take a break. Maybe I’ll hit the showers.” He got up and stretched his arms, yawning. Kaminari smiled and nodded. Shinsou started packing his books away and placed them on his desk. “Good idea, you go enjoy those showers. I’ll be right here.”

Shinsou smiled and gave Kaminari a kiss before leaving. As he made his way to the showers, he couldn’t help but feel relieved. He needed the break, and he was thankful for Kaminari’s understanding.

He stepped into the shower and let the hot water wash away his tension and fatigue. He allowed himself to relax and just let his mind wander for a while. After a few minutes, he stepped out of the shower and dried off. He felt revitalized, with a renewed sense of energy. He made his way back to his dorm room, feeling more relaxed.

Kaminari smiled at him as he sat down on the bed. “Feeling better?” He asked, running his fingers through Shinsou’s wet hair. “Yeah, thanks,” Shinsou said. “I’m glad I took the break.”

Kaminari smiled. “So, what do you want to do? I know it’s kinda late, and you’re probably tired.”

“Yeah, about that.” Shinsou looked at him, hesitating for a moment. “I have trouble sleeping. I was just so piled with hero course work, and I feel like I don’t get much sleep.”

Kaminari gasped. “I got the perfect solution!” “You do?” Shinsou asked. “Uh, duh! Here, lie down on your stomach.” “Oookay,”

Kaminari straddled Shinsou’s back and started to knead his shoulders. He worked in slow, gentle circles, feeling the tension in Shinsou’s muscles dissipates. “See? This should help you relax and make it easier to sleep tonight,” He said.

Shinsou moaned in pleasure, feeling his body sink into the mattress. “That feels so good,” He said. “How did you know how to do this?”

Kaminari chuckled. “Mina taught me a few times and showed me a couple of things too.” He continued massaging Shinsou's shoulders, enjoying the feeling of his skin beneath his hands. He could feel Shinsou's body relaxing more and more with each passing minute.

“You have really good hands,” Shinsou murmured, his voice drowsy.

Kaminari laughed, the sound rumbling in his chest. “Thanks,” He said. “I'm glad I could help.” He moved his hands to Shinsou's lower back, applying more pressure and kneading in slow circles. “Is this okay?” He asked.

Shinsou nodded. “Yeah, it's really nice,” He said.

Kaminari smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment. He continued to massage Shinsou, taking his time and making sure that he was really taking the time to relax and unwind. “Almost done, just one more thing I need to do,” Kaminari said as he started to glide his nails ever so slightly down Shinsou’s back.

Shinsou smiled, and his back formed goosebumps. He shifted his body a little. He arched his back as he chuckled in his throat. Kaminari smirked and kept scratching Shinsou’s back lightly. “Something wrong, Toshi?”

“N-Nothing,” Shinsou shuffled his body and trying so hard to contain his giggles, but the tickly scratches were getting to him.

Kaminari snickered and leaned in, his lips lightly brushing against Shinsou's ear as he whispered, “You know you can't hide it.”

Shinsou felt his face heat up, and he squirmed out of Kaminari’s grip, covering his face in embarrassment. “St-Stop it,” He stammered, unable to keep the laughter from bubbling up in his throat.

“I know there’s a sweet spot riiiight here,” Kaminari gently scratched between Shinsou’s shoulder blades. “Nohohohoho plehehehease! Not my shoulder blahahahades!” Shinsou tried grabbing Kaminari’s wrists, but he couldn’t reach around his back.

“So, you don’t like it when I do this?” Kaminari asked, tickling a little faster. “No, no, no!” Shinsou exclaimed as he squirmed. Kaminari laughed. “You have to admit, Shinsou, this has to be your favorite spot, even though it tickles a lot.”

“Nohohoho, it isn’t! Ahahahahahahaha!” Shinsou smothered his face in his pillow and laughed away. “But your giggles are so cute! The way you squeal and the way you get so flustered~.”

Shinsou couldn’t stop blushing. Kaminari continued tickling Shinsou, watching in amusement as he squirmed and tried to get away. “You’re so easy to tease, Shinsou! It's like you can't help but be ticklish.” Shinsou's face was still buried in his pillow, but Kaminari could hear his laughter and gasps.

“S-Stop it! I’m gonna- Ahahahahaha!” Shinsou hiccuped and laughed, his body shaking uncontrollably. “You're gonna what, huh? I didn’t catch that.” Kaminari teased. Shinsou tried to speak, but his words were muffled in the pillow. Kaminari just laughed and kept tickling him, knowing full well that Shinsou would never be able to get away.

“Nohohohoho! Dehehehenki!” Shinsou tried to roll away, but Kaminari held him firmly in place. “You know you can’t escape me~,” He said. “S-Stop! I give up! Ahahahahahahahahahaha!” Shinsou laughed out loud.

After a few more minutes, he finally stopped and lightly patted Shinsou's back. “All done,” he said. Shinsou breathed heavily with a smile on his face. “Feel better?” “No!” Shinsou said, rolling over to look at him.

“How is tickling me going to help?” Shinsou asked. Kaminari held out his hand with three fingers up. “Three, two, one,”

At the perfect time, Shinsou yawned. Kaminari smiled, “See? Tickling, or something I like to call it, KTT, is a great way to destress and relax. Shinsou smiled, his cheeks still flushed from the laughter. “Yeah, yeah, now get off of me.” He said and pushed Kaminari off his back. Kaminari chuckled.

“Wait, what’s KTT?” Shinsou asked. “Kaminari’s Tickle Tactic. It works on tired boyfriends.” Kaminari laughed afterward. Shinsou shook his head. “You're such a dork.” He said. Kaminari grinned. “But you love me.”

“Maybe a little,” Shinsou admitted, before he leaned forward and kissed Kaminari on the lips.

Kaminari smiled into the kiss, and when they finally pulled away, he said, “Now that’s the kind of reaction I was looking for!” “Shut up!”

Kaminari ran his fingers through Shinsou’s hair, getting him to relax a bit more. “Get some rest, okay?”

Shinsou nodded and closed his eyes, sinking into the mattress and drifting off to sleep. Kaminari watched him for a few moments before turning off the lights and heading back to his own bed. As he drifted off to sleep, he couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction at the knowledge that he had been able to help Shinsou relax.

[alienaiver]

Heart-shaped Narutomaki

Shinsou Hitoshi x gn!reader

warnings: light mentions of detoriating mental health, poor self esteem but not a main theme wordcount: 2k content: fluff, valentines day special!, sfw, gender neutral reader, poc and body type friendly reader, established relationship, soft love, affirmations, surprises, giving men flowers is important to me, no use of y/n, timeskip, pro hero shinsou, canon compliant with few canon divergences (shinsous acquired a scar that isnt canon), time to treat the male on valentine i think!, reader is bff with midoriya, COMFORT, reader is described to wear jewelry but not which kind, not beta'd

notes: hewwo! :3 another shinsou fic straight from my shinsou-obsessed brain juices. in this universe it's a rather new relationship, albeit established! reader is best friend with midoriya and who helps with the elaborate shenanigan. happy valentines day yall ily!!!!1 im smooching you and giving you a bouquet of flowers i found in the wild<!!!!3333333

You turn the corner of the hallway with a bright smile, giddiness giving way to the spring in your step. The cellophane wrapper of the bouquet in your hands make a crinkling sound as you pass it around in your arms, being as gentle as you’re able. Midoriya spots you from the end of the hall and waves excitedly before signaling with a pointer the location of your boyfriend. He’s in his office to the left, writing up a report with a false deadline. He thinks he needs to turn it in before his patrol tonight, but it’s not due until tomorrow. There’s perks to being best friends with the number one hero, after all, and you’ve been given permission to utilize them to the fullest tonight.

Shinsou has an evening patrol that he absolutely cannot dodge and the apologies he spouted a month ago when he found out still makes you ache. The date itself isn’t important to you, you’ve always thought you could celebrate any other day of the month and it’d still be as romantic. But at the same time you and the people around him have noticed the burn-out he’s close to reaching, and decided he needs to be treated.

And then the planning came into play. It helps that Shinsou works at Midoriya’s agency, giving you full opportunity to utilize aforementioned perks.

Midoriya hurries to disappear as to not seem obviously complicit as you reach the entrance and hide the flowers behind your back, leaning against the door frame in what you hope is an attractive pose. Your outfit’s inspired by his hero costume, complimenting the black and grays with purple jewelry and accessories sprinkled in.

If Shinsou notice you, no movement betrays it, face glued to the screen in front of him as he scrolls rather aggressively with the mouse in his hand. You clear your throat and wiggle the flowers to get the crinkles to catch his attention. He looks up unhurried with confusion laced onto his face before he realizes who’s standing by his door. His expression immediately softens as a smile tugs at the corners of his lips.

“Hey,” he says gently, leaning back in his chair and clears his throat, “what brings you here?”

If you wanted to keep it cool, you’re unable to with how bright you’re smiling, shoulders tensed from the excitement of the surprise. You giggle as you enter his office, revealing the bouquet of flowers from behind you, “Happy Valentine’s Day!”

His eyes widen for a split second before he laughs, “aw, you came with these for me?” he hurries to get up and greet you, a hand to your hip and a chaste kiss to your lips, “lemme go see if there’s a vase in the kitchen.”

He accepts the bouquet from your hands with the utmost care, eyes twinkling in a way you hadn’t expected. He looks like a child on Christmas Eve who sees Santa Claus putting presents under the tree. The magic seems to be shining through his every being.

As he exits the office you take stock of the surroundings; it’s usually abundantly clear how he’s doing based on the tidiness of his work space, but there’s no glaring pointers when you look around. You circle the desk to see the picture he has of you framed; a candid shot taking at Eri’s 18th birthday party and next to it the picture of him and his dads from his U.A. graduation.

You smile as your fingers trace absentmindedly over the desk, hoisting up the bag on your shoulders. He comes back with a laugh, “there was a vase that fits the color scheme of his bouquet perfectly, isn’t that amazing, babe?”

You pretend to be surprised and not reveal to him the part about Midoriya planting it in the office kitchen specifically for Shinsou to find it after your arrival, “what? No way!” you smile, watching him put it gently at the desk, sighing out almost wistfully.

“It’s the first time I’ve gotten flowers.”

You circle the desk again to reach him and wrap your arms around his neck to give him a kiss on the cheek before he turns his face to get one on the lips. It feels meaningful and deep. After you pull away, you see that his eyes are still closed, chasing the feeling. You smile and whisper again, “Happy Valentine’s Day, my love.”

Shinsou leans his forehead against yours and smiles, huffs out a small laugh, “thank you.”

You let the moment linger, basking in this point in time of being with him, feeling his warmth on your waist where he’s holding you, listening to his breathing. When he pulls away slowly to, presumably and regrettably, kick you out you hurry to interrupt him with a playful pat to his shoulders, “I brought you a change of clothes. The reservation’s in 15 minutes so you better hurry.”

Shinsou’s brow raises at you and he shakes his head, “can’t, babe. I know my patrol’s not for another hour but I have a report to finish.”

You smile,”your patrol’s not for another two hours. Starting when you sit your ass down at the restaurant. That’s a bargain I made,” you wink and hand him the bag of clothes. Puzzled but complying, Shinsou takes the bag and looks into it. The dress shirt he once confessed he feels the most handsome in is there, folded and pressed, together with his favorite pair of ripped, black jeans. He looks up at you with wide eyes and the excitement you’re exuding is warming him from the deepest part. With a disbelieving laugh he pushes the bag back towards you, “still have that report, though.”

You sigh theatrically with your shoulders poised before you push the bag against him again, the game of reverse tug a little fun. Your hands travel over his arms back to his shoulders, “you know I love your work ethic,” you catch his eyes, “but trust me when I say I have this planned out, okay?”

You peck him on the lips and let your arms fall back to your sides, “this is the thing I’ve been planning for weeks,” you wink and Shinsou laughs. It’s more a huff of breath out of the nose, but the smile indicates that he’s finally processed what’s going on. You’ve planned a Valentine’s surprise for him.

The restaurant isn’t fancy or typical of Valentine’s. Your friends all recommended all kinds of cliche spots that would be sure to blow your boyfriend away, but you know him and his preferences. He likes when it’s personal and home-y. His obsession with having a home only started to make sense to you in the recent months of your relationship. You hadn’t known of his past or his life at the orphanages until very recently.

So you decided that this, the first place he took you on a date would be perfect. When he realizes where you’re headed, he keeps squeezing your hand in barely contained excitement and laughs bashfully whenever your eye catches his. It’s absolutely adorable and your own butterflies are soaring at the unmistakable happiness and love he emanates towards you.

When you arrive at the local ramen shop hand in hand, the local owner, an uncle type of man greets you excitedly, giving you a not-so-subtle wink as he maneuvers you to your regular seat at the back. When you’d come down a few days ago to reveal your plans to him, he’d gushed about how honored he was to host such a thing and even suggested to make you a special ramen, which only made you all the more sure that this had to be the special spot.

The owner waits on you as if you’re at a real restaurant, bringing you the chopsticks and the glasses from the counter where it’s normally a self-serve kind of function. Shinsou can barely look the man in the eye, embarrassed to be treated with such high regard at his local eatery.

You talk about his day, of the coming patrol tonight, the report he needs to finish and you tell him of the cats at home. How you made sure to feed them before leaving and how long you’ve been planning this date. He reaches for your hand as you start to tell him of the trip to the florist for purple flowers, of the chats with Midoriya on how to make this work. It’s all very relaxed and comfortable, smiles and glances exchanged between sentences.

When the food arrives, you both gasp. His more silent than yours but no less surprised. You know there’s a style to prepare ramen bowls, but he’s taken it to the next level. Not only has he taken his time to cut the narutomakis into small hearts, he’s also cut your nori seaweed into heart shapes too. It is so beautiful and endearing that you can’t help but bow your thanks excessively at him. He sheepishly scratches his neck as he announces how it wasn’t a big deal and that his two favorite customers only deserve the best on such a special night before he retreats to his kitchen.

After he’s gone, you fish out your phone from your bag to catch a picture. Shinsou starts pushing his bowl gently towards yours so that you can get a picture of them both but you push it back towards him to indicate you want a picture of him with the bowl. He looks at anything but you for a moment, a shy smile playing on his lips as he shakes his head, “I’d ruin the picture,” he admits sadly and you lower the phone to look at him properly. The scar that he’s attained on the left side of his face from a particularly nasty fight with a villain has yet to heal or completely disappear, and ever since then he’s been reluctant to be in pictures.

You try not to sound condescending as you coo at him, “you are the most handsome man I know. You would compliment this beautiful bowl and I promise you can check and approve the picture afterwards, okay?”

He sighs and lets his shoulders fall before he complies. You smile at him and raises the phone anew, angling the camera perfectly. The light falls on his right side, making the scar less visible in the low light of the room.

“Say cheese.”

The picture comes out absolutely wonderful and you’re unable to hold back a squeal of excitement as you grip the phone close to your chest, letting the love you have for the man in front of you rush through you. He patiently waits for you to show him the picture and when he does, your heart aches at the way he visibly relaxes, eyes softening at the way you caught him looking naturally relaxed and handsome despite how tense he felt. He nods approvingly before you both get ready to eat.

“I almost don’t wanna ruin it,” you whine and Shinsou laughs, “me too.”

Full of both the deepest broth, noodles and love, you walk back towards the agency hand in hand. The silence is comfortable between you, the hum of the town surrounding you.

Before you reach the agency, Shinsou stops in his tracks and retracts his arm, scratching his head. “I… I’m not sure how to properly thank you. I’ve never… uh, never had a proper Valentine’s date before.”

You smile mischievously as you lean in to catch his eyes, “I’m amazing, right? But really, there’s no need to thank me – seeing you enjoy the night is way more thanks.”

He rolls his eyes before he pulls you in close, “I mean it, thank you. You make me feel so many good things and I’m so terrible at voicing them. Thank you for planning this.”

You snuggle your cheek into his chest with a warm sigh, “you’re welcome. I love you.”

He kisses the crown of your head and squeezes your hip, “I love you, too. So much.”

[red-riot-unbreakable-heart]

Shoto's First Kiss Timeline? Idk let's plot it out together

Gif Caption: Me and Shoto sitting together on the train, vibing. 💕

Hi All!!

If you're a fan of the Shoto's First Kiss series, Chapter 5 dropped at like 3:30 am EST this morning because I am an absolute HEATHEN and decided to have a late night/early morning editing session for 3 hours before posting. This was fun because I decided to add the whole Lisa Frank phone background scene for kicks and add a little more build up to the smut scene (I love a slowish burn...what can I say!?).

@brie-is-cheesy had some great questions in the comments of Chapter 5, I'm going to post it below and answer the best I can! I don't have a full answer to everything and I'm taking some ✨creative liberties ✨ here and there but lets see if I can clear some things up for my lovely readers!

Hiiiii, totally loved it; I was wondering when this is set? Like the timeline, I just got confused I'll leave the list of confusing things about the timeline,, I wrote about how much I love this in my reblog cuz this is awesome!! -since bnha is set in the mid to late 2100s I was wondering if the older songs they're listening to will include songs that are relatively new for us as of now? -when does this occur? Like you mentioned they're in their first year, and its after they've moved into the dorms but it's nearing the summer of next year, so is it after the war arc, or after the events of bnha entirely? Just wanted to ask! Thank you for the update!!<3 - brie-is-cheesy

Okay these are FAB questions and honestly I can't give you a straight answer to all of them!

Here's the background: So this story started out as a one shot - this past year, Shoto hasn't been one of my main MHA favorites. When I started the Red Riot Unbreakable Heart blog, my goal was to focus on what I've been calling "My Big Three." This includes Kirishima (lol thus my username), Hakws, and Hitoshi Shinsou (I love me an emo man). I was sprinkling in smutty one shots here and there involving other characters (ex. BakuDeku Smut: Hooking Up At A Pro Hero Gala and Beneath the Bookshelves | BakuDeku ). Shoto was one of those random one offs that I was like, huh why not!? But then I published Shoto's First Kiss (Part One) this one shot about Reader x Shoto totally took off in a way I wasn't expecting. Shoto resonates a lot with you all and the more I started writing for him, the more I grew to love him. He's so complex and in need of love and care. He has so much capacity for love!! I wanted to explore that more and figure out how he would act in his first encounters with intimacy and relationships. So I kept posting chapters, and started plotting out this wild story!

Timeline: When I started writing the one shot, I wanted the story to ambiguously take place in the 2nd or 3rd year when the characters were a little older. I was kind of working it in an AU where the war had vaguely happened and was over but everyone is okay and no one was injured/died/had their quirk impacted by AFO. In the context of Shoto's First Kiss chapter one - the war doesn't matter (at least if you re-read it I hope you don't find any plot holes mentioning the war!?). Also I have tried to say "Class A" instead of "Class 1A" because as I wrote more chapters, I still hadn't figured out what year we are in here.

Now that we're world building and have a more fleshed out story, here's what I'm thinking. Bare with me, we are going to need to suspend some disbelief here and I might need to go back and make some tweaks to previous chapters to keep everything in line with this line of thinking. But let's say this:

Timeline: The timeline takes place in the character's 1st year. I just combed through this timeline of MHA that someone put together on Reddit. I'm thinking this likely takes place at the end of Term 1. Final exams are coming up, and the students have heard a little about the training camp. Most of the MHA events so far are probably cannon in my fic universe, unless otherwise mentioned. The great thing for me is - most of MHA is in the context of Izuku's experiences, so there's a lot of wiggle room in the timeline for what could be happening between Shoto x The Reader. I haven't decided if the current chapters take place before or after Shoto/Izuku/Ida's encounter with Stain, because I can see some interesting plot points coming from that. I'll think about it!! This may change, but for purposes of continuity I think this could work as I move forward with my plotting!

Age: All the characters are at least 16. Let's just roll with that and take some creative liberties here. I'm aging everyone up.

The Dorms: In this fic universe, I pictured the students moving into the dorms at the start of the year. Like the dorms are just part of the normal UA experience - for all intents and purposes it's a boarding school.

The Songs: Okay this is a really interesting idea! I am literally just putting in playlists of music I like right now, I didn't think much about modern music flowing into the story. Lol would Honenuki listen to BRAT!? Maybe. I love him and think of him as a sweet chill cinnamon roll of a dude, though. I think he would be scandalized by Guess Featuring Billie Eilish. Or maybe he'd love it. He'd def love Chappell Roan, though. Dude is a sloot for Red Wine Super Nova and I just know it!

The Vibe: @ all of my beloved readers - I realize that this story means a lot to people, and I love that!! Even though we explore complex and serious subject matter at times, this is still a goofy silly story that I write for fun! Please don't hold me to these ideas that I'm throwing out in a semi-public brainstorm. I am but a simple fanfic writer who churns out most of the Shoto pages at midnight after I work two jobs. Shoto's First Kiss is a project that I write purely for fun and to build community with other adult MHA fans. I'm not like going to publish this as a book or put it on Patr*on behind a paywall or something. So let's keep it light! That being said, I love interacting with everyone so if there are fun questions that you think would be interesting for me to answer in this story, let me know! I'm very open to hearing thoughts and considering new ideas here :)

Okay okay SORRY FOR SO MUCH INFO! Thanks again @brie-is-cheesy for being so thoughtful in your reading and for asking these great questions! This is def going to help me guide the next few chapters of the story as I plot things out and as we get a satisfying next chapter in The Party arc. I'm going to post this reply on my Master List so we can all keep track of it and come back to it easily if needed.

As always, thanks for reading!! Sending good vibes to all ☺️

XOXO,

Red Riot Unbreakable Heart ❤️

Shoto's First Kiss Series:

Part 1: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋

Part 2: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 2

Part 3: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 3

Part 4: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 4

Part 5: Shoto Todoroki x Reader | First Kiss ❄️🔥💋 PART 5

My Master List

Red's Recos: If you're looking for more fun smutty stories from my writing desk, I'll share 3 of my all time favorites from my Master List. These are all fairly long and have a lot of sexual tension/build up with some satisfying smut scenes:

How to Suck Your Best Friend’s D*ck 🍆💋

BakuDeku Smut: Hooking Up At A Pro Hero Gala

A Long, *Hard* Night with Eijiro Kirishima

[valleyrunearchives]

Binary

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Fandom: Boku No Hero Academia/My Hero Academia Pairings: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Chapter 27/?

“Binary code is a series of zeroes and ones strung together in a specific sequence. On paper, it’s useless. Annoying. Worthless. But put that same string of zeroes and ones into a computer, and suddenly it’s a language far more complex than the human mind can comprehend. I was the same way. The world decided I wasn’t good enough in the physical plane, so I went digital. That’s why I chose the name Binary. And you should be very,” He smirks at the underground hero on the screen, “Very afraid of the reach I have here. Aizawa Shouta.”

Or

Midoriya Izuku is tired of the world treating him like nothing. So he decides to becoming a hacker to show the world that nothing can be anything.

Featuring Midoriya Izuku as the Genius Hacker Aizawa Shouta as the problem child wrangler Yamada Hizashi as the moral support to his husband Tsukauchi Naomasa as the man who needs a long vacation PLEASE Shinsou Hitoshi as the intentionally adopted one Toga Himiko as the unintentionally adopted one Dabi as the really didn’t want to be adopted one but he guesses this is his life now and Nedzu as the Rat God of UA

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“Are you sure you three will be alright today?” Dabi asks Hitoshi and Himiko for what seemed like the hundredth time as they gathered up their backpacks.

“For the last time, Dabi-nii, yes!” Himiko replies yet again with deep exasperation.

“It’s the first day, all that’s going to happen is orientation,” Hitoshi adds while trying to chug a cup of coffee down in one go. He has to pause a few gulps in because it’s still way too hot. He’ll perfect the art one of these days. For now, he should at least finish it before they leave, which is good enough for him.

“Not to mention that I’ll be with them the entire time,” CATRA also adds from her place on the living room monitor, “A little piece of me listening in on each of their cell phones. If anything happens to any of them for whatever reason, I’ll alert you immediately.” 

Dabi can’t really find an argument against that and just sighs in acquiesce. He doesn’t even know why he’s so nervous about this. He never got this way about his blood siblings. Maybe it’s because he knows that these kids are vulnerable; A quirkless kid and two kids with ‘villain’ quirks. His blood siblings never had to worry about being picked on or bullied but his adoptive siblings? They did and were already victims of it in the past. He’ll just have to trust that they’ll have each other’s backs and that CATRA will also keep an electronic eye on them at a distance. And that she’ll keep her word about letting him know if anything happens. 

Suddenly, the door to Izuku’s bedroom bursts open as the kid screams, “Okay! First day! I’m ready! Let’s go!” 

“Freeze, Izuku!” Dabi yells just as the green haired teen is about to race past him out of the door. His youngest sibling does listen and skids to a stop a few feet from the door. Dabi walks over to him and, just like Dabi thought, his tie is horribly skewed from his awful attempt to tie it by himself. “I don’t understand how you can be a practical hacking god with millions of yen in the bank and not know how to tie a tie,” he fusses as he reaches out to fix it. Izuku doesn’t complain, just raises his chin a bit so Dabi has more room to work. It warms Dabi’s heart a bit to see it, the amount of trust the kid has in him.

He finishes fixing it and lets him go with a small smile, “There. Alright, you three are free to go. Have a good first day, or at least try to.”

“We will!” Are the chorused replies from the younger siblings as they head out the door.

Their walk was uneventful, just full of a bit of mundane chatter about recent hero feats and gossip that was going around. It was Izuku’s specialty to be caught up on those things. Hitoshi loved hearing about the feats of some of the lesser known underground heroes, like Eraserhead and others similar to him, and Himiko was all about the gossip side. Especially when she could be in the know when talking about it with possible friends. Like Kendo-chan! She really hopes she got into UA too!

The walk into the school was equally uneventful. The three decided to walk Himiko to class 1-B first. She turns to them when they get there to wave at both of them, “Okay! Bye, have fun! Make friends!”

“We won’t!” Izuku cheerily responds as they start to head for 1-A’s room as Hitoshi ribs playfully, “That’s for people like you who don’t have social anxiety, nee-chan.”

She doesn’t take any offense to it. Just giggles and heads into her classroom. Izuku glances back at the door just as it shuts behind her before turning to Hitoshi and muttering, “I hope she has a good day.”

“Eh, I’m sure she will. It’s Himiko. She’ll be happy and take it as a compliment if someone says her pigtails look weird. Wish I had that kind of respect for myself,” Hitoshi replies with a grin. 

“Don’t make me threaten to find you a therapist again,” Izuku mutters with a false scowl, “Self-esteem issues do not look good on you.”

Hitoshi blows a raspberry at him as Izuku snickers at the reaction. They get to the 1-A classroom door and open it to head inside. Izuku can immediately hear the voice of the kid from the entrance exam, the one with the engines in his legs (could he possibly be an Ingenium relative, now that he’s thinking about it?) ranting to someone already in the classroom. The two step in only for Hitoshi to immediately burst into muffled snickers. Izuku can admit, it’s kind of hilarious to watch the uptight teen lay into Bakugou for having his feet on the desk and ‘disrespecting school property.’ He refrains from laughing simply to keep the attention off of him for a second longer. 

It doesn’t last for long as the uptight kid notices they’re in the room. “It’s you!” He says in a happy tone before rushing over. Izuku takes a step back to ensure he doesn’t get run over. The other teen smiles at him, “I hoped you would be in this class! I wanted to commend you on your performance at the entrance exam! You clearly knew more about the exam than you were letting on and did amazingly in that rescue coordination! You’re clearly a better man than I in that regard!” Hitoshi and Izuku shared a quick look at that. Hopefully, this guy doesn’t read too much into that statement of his. He continues, not noticing the look passed between them, “I’m Iida Tenya and I’m pleased to be in class with the both of you!”

Oh so he is part of the Ingenium family! “Oh uh… thank you. I’m-”

Izuku flinches as Bakugou’s explosive voice and rage interrupts him, “What the fuck are you doing here, Deku?!”

Izuku fights off the urge to shiver in fear at the other’s tone of voice. Hitoshi scoffs and addresses Bakugou harshly, “That’s not his name, dumbass!” He then turns to Iida with a passive expression, completely ignoring how Bakugou was now having a complete meltdown, “I’m Shinsou Hitoshi. The genius you’re talking to is my brother, Midoriya Izuku.” 

Iida blinks at that, “Pardon me if I’m being rude but, you’re brothers? I don’t see any kind of physical similarities and your last names are different as well.” 

“We’re adopted siblings, Iida-kun,” Izuku tells him calmly, doing his best to also ignore Bakugou. 

“Ah! That makes much more sense!” Iida makes a few comments about Hitoshi’s performance during the entrance exam as well which the purple haired teen bashfully thanks him for. Izuku notes a few other people filing into the classroom. One of them has two-toned hair, red and white. Todoroki Shouto, his mind supplies, youngest child of Todoroki Enji aka Flame Hero Endeavor. He makes a mental note to keep an eye on him just in case. Knowing what the state of Dabi’s mind is now thanks to that man, Izuku has a feeling that the youngest Todoroki probably isn’t in a much better mindset. 

“Oh, it’s you three!” A feminine voice calls out to Izuku, Hitoshi, and Iida. The girl that they saved in the entrance exam came up to them from the door of the classroom. She smiles at them, “I really hoped you had gotten in! Thanks so much for saving me during the exam! All three of you! I’m Uraraka Ochako!”

“Oh! It was nothing!” Izuku dismisses while Hitoshi gives him a hard stare.

“‘Saving you?’ What a fucking riot! As if Deku could do anything to save anyone!” Bakugou pipes up before laughing cruelly.

“Hey! That’s not very nice!” Uraraka says. 

“Once again, that’s also not his name, dumbass,” Hitoshi repeats to him with a glare. He watches as the three go back and forth about Izuku’s abilities and skills to an unphased Bakugou. A movement of yellow out of the corner of his eye catches his attention and he sees none other than their teacher and pro hero Eraserhead caterpillar crawling his way into the classroom in a vivid yellow sleeping bag. He nudges Hitoshi’s foot discreetly with his own. When his brother looks over, he motions with his head to the still caterpillaring human. Hitoshi just stares at him for a moment in rapt disbelief. He then turns to Izuku with a bewildered face and a thumb pointing at the adult. Izuku shrugs, never meet your heroes he guesses. 

They don’t say anything, just turn back and continue to watch him in silence. Eraserhead notices them watching and gives them both a small nod of acknowledgement before reaching up out of the bag to mime a zipping of his lips. Keep quiet. Got it. They do as they’re told and wait. The rest of the class, who by now have all gathered in the room, noticed the two staring quietly at the front of the room by that point. They all turned their attention to the lump of a person rolled up in a sleeping bag on the floor and also stared at him quietly. After Uraraka let out a squeak of surprise at seeing him behind her.

“Eight seconds,” the man said, monotonously, “It took you all eight seconds to quiet down. That might seem like nothing to you but to heroes, eight seconds is everything.” Everyone watched as he pulled out some kind of package and sucked it down in less than a minute. Izuku remembered seeing him do that when he spotted him in his camera hacking adventures. Must be some kind of food. After he was done, the man stood up and pulled his sleeping bag off, “Right. I’m Aizawa Shouta, your homeroom teacher as well as your teacher for Hero Law and Ethics. In each of your desks there’s a gym uniform. Change into them and get to the P.E. Grounds. You’ve got ten minutes. Normally I’d make it five, but I’m feeling generous since two of your classmates were observant enough to spot me when I came in.” 

Several students complain in confusion as Iida asks their new teacher about orientation. Aizawa ignores him. Hitoshi seems to notice something behind him as the man moves to the door again, calling out to catch him, “Real quick, Sensei. Permission to change something up on this seating chart you’ve made up?”

Aizawa looks at him with a confused stare and asks him to elaborate. Hitoshi, unapologetically, tells him, “You seated Izuku behind Bakugou. There’s no way in Hell I’m letting you put a bully in front of his former biggest victim. No offense.”

“A BULLY?!” Bakugou explodes behind them. Hitoshi and Aizawa both ignore him. Aizawa just blinks - it almost seemed like it was in surprise to Izuku - before nodding a bit, “Seems fair. Who would you switch where though?” 

“Switch me and Izuku,” he shrugs, “I don’t care. Izuku probably does better towards the front of the class anyway. Can’t confirm that for certain since he’s been in online school for the last several years but I don’t think you’d have to worry about that switch. Unlike if you asked me and Bakugou to switch, that is.” The explosive blonde lets out a growl which only seems to prove Hitoshi’s point. 

Aizawa nods again, “Agreed then, Shinsou and Midoriya will switch on the seating chart. You’ll have to get your respective uniforms out of the desks listed on the board but the switch will be immediate starting tomorrow. Now, ten minutes. P.E. Grounds. Time’s ticking.” With that, the dark haired teacher stalked out of the classroom. 

Izuku and Hitoshi share a glance. This was going to be an interesting first class for sure.

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#5

tag game!

rules: write 3 sentences on your personal writing project, post them, then tag 3 people!

thanks for tagging me @granny-griffin :D

Eijirou couldn’t help but let a tear or two slip.

“You guys are the manliest,” he declared. “Seriously.”

this fic's a fun one lol

no pressure tags! @plusultrachaos @lunalucrea @starcloud-nova my beloveds

10 notes - Posted January 28, 2022

#4

shinsoushinsoushinsou (for the hc ask game)

:D ty for the ask!!

hc a: realistic - adult!shinsou grows out his hair to match aizawa's!

hc b: not realistic, but hilarious - stray cats follow shinsou around like he's catnip, so he keeps cat food on his person to feed them, but that entices more cats, so its a

hc c: heart-crushing, awful, but fun to inflict upon friends - hitoshi was in a bunch of, frankly awful, foster homes, and he made friends with all the small children by protecting them :') (not canon at all but very angsty haha)

hc d: unrealistic to canon, but fuck canon - when shinsou goes pro, he's going to join aizawa's agency

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#3

this is so funny enough people said “I’d love to make people see my horrible posts with their own eyes” and tumblr made it an actual feature

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#2

put your teeth into it

by Catlady5001

insoired by @portraitoftheoddity’s amazing art!!

“What’s your quirk, son?” Miyagi-sensei asks again.

Hitoshi steels himself and drags his gaze back up. “I… don’t have a quirk.”

On his first day at Aldera Junior High, Shinsou Hitoshi lies about being quirkless. This has some... unexpected consequences.

Rating:

Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning:

No Archive Warnings Apply

Category:

Gen

Fandom:

僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Relationships:

Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi

Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi

Characters:

Shinsou Hitoshi

Midoriya Izuku

Bakugou Katsuki

Background & Cameo Characters

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Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence

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Kid Midoriya Izuku

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Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi Friendship

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My #1 post of 2022

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[junionigiri]

chapter 212 ramble

this is late! because it’s the holidays! and also more rambly than usual because! im hungover!

- Oh... baby Ochako and the Urarakas. Just as I was writing about them in my fic hahaha!!! so cute!!!

- round face... so... round... chubby cheeks... pink... want to squeeze... want to cry T_T so cute

- i want a lil babby girl who looks like her omg she is so precious she should model for all the nice babby clothes and get everything she wants pls omgggg

- I wonder who the gladiator-like hero she was imagining is.

- I like that her motivations for doing what she’s doing seems to be evolving--which is a very good thing, given that she chose her career so early on in her life, and her motives will understandably change along the way. it’s good that they’re becoming more altruistic. her friends and her past experiences really have a good influence on her

- Who helps the helpers? Who watches the watchman? I suppose its Uraraka effin’ Ochako.

- still... I love her, and this kind of development makes me a lil nervous idk. Is she... going to dedicate herself as a support character forever? for Deku? is she gonna go “im gonna be the type of hero who can help you when you need me Deku” after this?

- but... i want her to be her own hero too... I know that this is the most pessimistic interpretation of her development but i kinda don’t trust Hori with her character development? lololol!

- still. she’s so strong and brave and most importantly she did what many fans are clamoring for since the beginning of the fight, which is to get Shinsou to brainwash Deku askjf;lsakjfaslkfj;asl

- Please let this be the beginning of a canon friendship between Uraraka and Shinsou. Pls. pls. Im beggin’

- Oh. Shinsou. My Baby Boy. My Precious. My Diligent Son.

- He is freaked out in the previous chapter and we see that at some parts here. understandably of course because Deku looks like he’s exploding

- oh. The Shinsou Smile that stopped many hearts. So... bige and toothy. so full of hope and learnings

- i feel like... even though im sick as a dog right now i can survive 2019 with a can-do attitude

- just seeing that smile pls let me see that in the next chapters

- who would have thought, though, that the reason why he was looking at midoriya’s direction in those previous chapters is because he’s just really stoked to have a good match with him???

- and to prove, in the best way, how his so-called villainous quirk can be used to help people?

- what a Good Boye!!! Aizawa your son!!! are u crying right now???

- ahhhh the contrast between him and Monoma tho! Monoma, for all his pomp and smiles and laughter, is unexpectedly the pessimistic one between this power couple. who’da thunk

- speaking of which, hori... where is my other baby son :( did he get buried in rubble somewhere? is he okay? are the other kids okay? yui and reiko and shoda especially, theyre in the fight too but missing in action for a Long While now whut

- so we see one of the previous OFA users in the dream like haze that Deku has been brainwashed to. people have been calling him HellBoy... and yeahhhh his look really... is risky copyright wise

- hori is this rly okay?

- he gives Deku a weird ass peptalk. Deku is all. please can u be more specific

- i don’t have a mouth Hellboy please be clearer T_T

- so... i don’t rly know what to expect at this point because the dream of seeing Shinsou and Monoma cooperating seems to be just that: a dream. for how. hehe

- but its good developments for Deku’s story, which is what BNHA is all about really. so i will suspend my disappointments for now!

- i just. want everyone to be okay at this point.

- and just want Shinsou to PLEASE BE PROMOTED TO THE HERO COURSE because HE IS A HERO

- thank you and good night! Happy New Year folks

[kirishimas-manly-eyeliner]

➶ WHAT MAKES THE MHA BOYS BREAK (PT. 1)

pairings: mezo shoji, tokoyami fumikage, hanta sero, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, eijiro kirishima, denki kaminari, hitoshi shinsou

warnings: reverse comfort, may or may not have cried a lil’ while writing this. this one hurt a lot but it’s so sweet and fluffy, enjoy luvs!! also lol you could see my favoritism for kirishima

part two with bakugo, iida, ojiro, tamaki, mirio, hawks, dabi, shigaraki, and aizawa is here!

WHEN YOU CALL THEM BEAUTIFUL: MEZO SHOJI, TOKOYAMI FUMIKAGE, HANTA SERO

MEZO SHOJI 

(HE’S SO UNDERRATED LIKE PLS Y’ALL 😩)

he starts panicking as soon as you ask him to take off his mask

at first, he declines right away before turning his face around so you couldn’t touch the fabric

“mezo, i promise. i won’t hurt you, or judge you i just- i want you to trust me, is that alright with you?” you said gently. “but if you don’t want to, don’t worry about it, ‘kay?”

could he really trust you? or would you leave when he found out he wasn’t a normal person with a normal smile, that he was a monster, that was someone who looked different, what would you do?

but if you didn’t love him for who he really was, then... what was the point, right?

shoji let out a trembled sighed in defeat as his dupli-arms took the mask off. he looked down in shame, eyes shut so he couldn’t see your reaction

but your reaction was... completely unexpected

"You're beautiful!!! Why didn't you tell me that you looked so lovely all this time baby??" 

did he just hear you correctly?

did you just-- call him beautiful?

and in that moment, in those small moments, you can see his geniune smile.

his real smile beneath the mask, as his eyes shine for the first time with sincere, and earnest love and thanks

pls keep him 🥺

TOKOYAMI FUMIKAGE

the moment he hear the words "you're beautiful" come out of your mouth, he couldn't stop thinking about it for days. 

and i mean days as in multiple days, so probably weeks

and he’ll probably think about it for the rest of his life

because when he looked at himself, he thought: what about him was beautiful? 

he didn't have human-like features like everyone else, he didn't have those big muscles and a nice body, because-- well, he had a bird head!

A LITERAL BIRD HEAD, so why on earth did you: you who had human features, you who was so nice to everyone, and you who could have gone for so many other people call him beautiful?

he didn’t have that charisma and extroverted personality like some others did, and he kept to himself 

why did you think he was beautiful? how?

but you were the one who said it. you were the one who reminded him, you were the one who gave him hope

and he knew that you were always straightforward with the truth-- and this was a truth, too

and to him, that was the most beautiful thing.

HANTA SERO

this amazing bby doesn’t get enough recognition

but for a good part of his life, he’d been surrounded by people with amazing quirks, levels of strength, and amazing appearances.

he was literally friends with bakugo fricking katsuki, and he was in the same class as shoto todoroki

when he first met you, he had to convince himself for days that there was no way that he could ever catch your eye,

until he did.

when you two met after a long day of training and you told him a joke, his eyes sparkled and he laughed, genuinely

before you knew it, you blurted out the words, “you’re beautiful” before realizing what you’d said and flushing

lol sero chokes on his water

“...did you really mean that?” 

“i- yeah, sorry, i didn’t-”

“no, uh, thank you. thank you so much.”

for the next few days, he stays up at night and keeps on training because he thinks of the time you called him, who constantly felt like he wasn’t enough, beautiful

and that was more than enough to make him smile. 🥺💕

WHEN YOU KISS THEIR SCARS: IZUKU MIDORIYA, SHOTO TODOROKI

IZUKU MIDORIYA

he immediately starts tearing up when you kiss them

most people probably expect him to get flushed with something so intimate, but it’s the opposite

his scars are just something that’s so meaningful to him because it’s evidence of what he’s been through

but at the same time, he’s also insecure about them because he feels like he disappointed his mom by getting hurt so often 🥺

when you kiss his scars and tell them that they’re beautiful, he starts tearing up because-- wow

this is the moment that he’ll remember until the day he dies, because it’s when he feels free to finally open up to you

it’s when he feels free to open up to anyone, for that matter, and a huge weight just gets lifted off his chest

you took his hands and kissed his knuckles before pressing your forehead to his

izuku begins to cry, just a little bit as you gingerly kiss his scars again

“you see? you’re safe. you’re safe with me, okay?”

he nods slowly. “th-thank you.”

SHOTO TODOROKI

you two were walking back to the dorms after training out on the field together

it wasn’t too late a night, just a few minutes before curfew

your hands were buried in your pockets as you two talked about your day and what you could improve on in training

“shoto, can i ask you a question?”

he thought you were mad at him for a moment 😳

“sure.”

you swallowed, as you took a breath, “can i touch your scar?”

he whips his head around, out of shock and confusion

you wanted to touch his scar?

shoto had never planned on anything like that happening to him, and especially not from someone who meant so much to him

“...i suppose so,”

you hid your anxiousness and swallowed, cupping his face in your hands as your hand brushed across his scar

a jolt went through your fingers at that moment, and it was the first time you’d ever felt so connected to someone

shoto todoroki, the prodigy and son of endeavor was letting you touch his scar

to your surprise, shoto melted into it as he closed his eyes, placing his hand gently on top of yours 

you could feel his hands shaking though his expressions were so relaxed

you kissed the side of his scar, running a hand through his hair

“i’m so lucky to have you.”

WHEN YOU COMPLIMENT HIS QUIRK: EIJIRO KIRISHIMA, DENKI KAMINARI, HITOSHI SHINSOU 

EIJIRO KIRISHIMA

eijiro cursed as he slammed his head against the wall for the hundredth time that day

he hated to admit it, but ever since the sports festival, everything had just been falling apart

for starters, he was already insecure enough on his own about his quirk

it seemed like everyone had something flashy and made them look invincible, while he was stuck with something that could only follow around his body and cracked if he used it too much

and that... that made him upset

but when the sports festival came around, not only did he see everyone with amazing quirks and using them to their full potential, tetsutetsu had nearly the same quirk as him

and to make matters worse, they had tied and had to settle it with a fist fight

“why?” he asked to himself, looking down at the floor. “why couldn’t i- why couldn’t i have been born with a flashier quirk?”

great, now he was crying.

at least no one else was around to see him this weak-

“kirishima?”

oh shit.

he turned around, his bloodshot eyes locking with yours. “h-hey,” eijiro said weakly 

“what are you- what are you doing here-?” you noticed the way his body trembled when he took a breath and blood trickling from his forehead. “hey, are you okay?” you said.

eijiro sincerely had no idea what to say. “my quirk,” he looked down at his hands. 

you cocked your head. “what about it? i think it’s pretty neat!”

kirishima looked up. “really?”

“mhm!” you nodded enthusiastically. “it can be the strongest barrier, or the most powerful weapon! i think it’s cool that your body can just become a shield out of nowhere, it’s like-- it’s like you’re a shield, ya know? sure, todoroki might have his ice, but that makes damage and takes time to clean up, like midoriya’s punches or bakugo’s explosions. but your quirk is its own little thing! and i think that’s pretty neat.”

kirishima beamed. huh, maybe so. 

DENKI KAMINARI

“good job, bakugo!” 

“haha, nice job on that one, kirishima.”

“your quirk is so cool, todoroki! i love how the ice just went striaght through the roof!”

“nice jumping, deku! your punches are amazing.”

but i...

i was the one who helped the power come back, i was the one who literally fried my brain, i was the one who did all of that, and i-

i’m so weak.

denki inhaled through his nose, exhaled through his mouth, trying to stop the trembling in his breath as he closed his eyes

he had done so much, and what did he get in return?

all he wanted was to be someone, to be someone that made people smile, to be someone that people genuinely wanted to see

did anyone even want to see him?

“i’m a failure, i’m a failure, what am i doing, why am i so weakwhat’swrongwithmewhycan’tidoanythingright-”

“good job, kaminari!”

he turned his head, finding you running up to him and waving your hands up in the air

“hey! pikachu!” you exclaimed, trying to catch your breath once you stopped. “great job up there! you left before anyone else could notice, i can’t believe you managed to do all that. your quirk is so cool!”

denki’s heart swelled with pride, his eyes saying nothing but thanks.

your quirk is so cool!

“thanks, y/n! so, how do you feel about going to the arcade after school?”

HITOSHI SHINSOU

hitoshi stared at himself in the mirror, his eyes blood-shot and head fuzzy

“i’m not a villain.” hitoshi said slowly. “i can’t be a villain. i want to be a hero.” 

he splashed the sink water onto his face. “get yourself together, are you really going to let a few words hurt you?”

but hitoshi couldn’t help but feel that way-- what could he even use his quirk for- no, no, he could use it for so much. but...

“ha! a quirk such as yours should be only used for villains, you monster! you might as well get out of here before anyone else tries to kick you out.”

hitoshi screamed in anger, splashing the water across his face and pressing hard into his eyes, before slapping himself across the face

“get yourself together..”

“hey, shinsou!! i was wondering if-”

your eyes locked with his frustrated expression. “shinsou? is... something wrong?”

normally, he’d push you away, but-- but now, he really needed someone

your breath hitched when you saw his eyes land onto yours, but for some reason, there was something so lonely and upsetting behind them, before you remembered what a few students at ua had said.

you didn’t mean to eavesdrop, but you were on a rush to get to school that morning and had to run ahead and pass through that area. 

“if it’s about what some of those idiots said this morning, just... know that i think, for the record, that your quirk is so cool.”

shinsou’s eyes furrowed in confusion. you? you thought his quirk was cool?

“i’m not lying,” you said, as if reading through his thoughts. “i really think its amazing. you can help so many people with it, you can change the entire world with a quirk as special as that, so act like it! because it’s true, your quirk is really amazing, and i’m pretty sure you’re the only one who doesn’t see it, you knucklehead.”

he doesn’t tell you this, but-

ever since that day, he’s never stopped thinking about it. 

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[sightoru]

—𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐈𝐭 𝐊𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐞

✩pairing: Shinsou Hitoshi x Fem!Reader

✩genre: smut, angst, hanahaki disease, flowershop!AU

✩warnings: 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT, hanahaki disease, robbery, unrequited love, character death, f!receiving oral, praise kink, unprotected sex.

✩ word count: 4.6k

✩authors note: this is a repost from my older blog @/izuushi.

✩inspo and title credit : falsely yours, by charles bukowski

✩excerpt:

Your shop isn’t always on Shinso’s patrol route, but he’s decided you’re worth the daily detour anyways. Some days when he pops in, you don’t notice him immediately; giving him the opportunity to study you working and allowing him to decide what flower he’s going to ask you about today.

Other days, you notice him before he notices you; as if you’ve been waiting around all day for him to come in and finally add his own shade of lavender to the colors that adorn the inside of your shop.

The day Shinso Hitoshi met you, flowers bloomed in his chest.

Irony is a disease that has plagued him his entire life; the irony that his quirk seems better suited for villain work despite being a hero, the irony that all he’s ever wanted is to be soft and well liked despite a harsh and sarcastic exterior. But the biggest irony of his life happened the day he met you.

The scent of the flowers through the open glass door of your shop almost suffocated him, filling up his lungs with overly sweet smells. When he looks through the floor to ceiling glass windows of your shop however -noticing you with your brows furrowed in concentration and your little pink tongue poking out just passed your lips as you carefully arrange a bouquet- he can’t help but feel like he’s coming home. He’s never been a huge fan of flowers, chalking them up as “decorative weeds” and mentally adding it to the ever growing list of things he could care less about.

Looking at you however, he thinks he can change that. He doesn’t register that he’s now standing just inside the door to your shop —momentarily forgetting the patrol he’s supposed to be on— glancing around and taking in the buckets full of flowers that fill every spectrum of the rainbow; the colors spilling over and breathing life into the room. There’s a feeling blooming as he stares at you, clawing at his chest and resting in his throat. He’s not sure what it is; he’s unfamiliar with feeling things that aren’t apathy and disappointment, but there’s something about you that makes him want to find shelter in your rib cage, pressing up close to your heart and living there.

You’re startled for a moment when you finally look up to him, your hand knocking over the vase near you before catching it with a relieved sigh. When your eyes finally meet Shinso’s lavender ones, he feels breathless; like a noose suddenly tightened around his neck. If you feel the same way, you don’t show it; expertly flashing him a perfect customer service smile as you turn towards him.

“Hi, what can I do for you?” You ask him, the chirp in your voice showing how oblivious your effect is on him.

He pauses for a moment, never planning this far ahead and now racking his brain on what he should say. “I was just…curious about your shop?” He forces his eyes to meet yours, a lump being caught in his throat under your gaze. He knows in that moment you’re not falling for his ruse by a barely hidden flash of smugness in your eyes; maybe you aren’t as clueless as he hoped you were. You’re just good at pretending, and Shinso thinks to himself that he likes that. He’s also good at pretending —pretending everything’s fine when it isn’t, pretending he could care less about people’s opinions of his quirk, and most of all: pretending that no one can crack his perfectly sculpted exterior of apathetic sarcasm.

“Curious?” You repeat to him slowly, your customer service persona slowly disappearing with a slight smirk. He’s unnerved by how easily you can see through him, a feat not even his closest friends can achieve. He enjoys being an enigma to the people he allows around him, enjoys appearing as a few pieces short of a complete puzzle to people he’s decided to hold at arm's length.

“Curious.” He confirms, shoving his hands into his pockets and clearing his throat. He feels like a teenager again, back when he was unsure how to use his voice and felt like he had something to prove.

“Well,” you splay your hands on the counter and meet his eyes with a lazy grin. “This is my shop. I’ve never seen you around here before. You’re a hero aren’t you? ‘Fraid I don’t recognize you, are you a new hero?”

You’re truly a breath of fresh air to him. There’s no mincing your words, no avoiding his gaze and most important to him: you’re not afraid to speak to him, a rare treat that he’s not often given. “Been at it a couple of years, but I like to stay in the shadows.” He tells you as his fingers delicately trace the petals of a brilliant red flower. It’s gorgeous, he’s never seen one before; rows and rows of petals overlapping and swallowing each other, each one more beautiful than the last.

“It’s a dahlia.” You inform him. When he looks at you, that same smirk spreads across your face and he feels his heart leap into his throat. “It’s my favorite.”

“I’ve never seen it before.” He can’t hold your gaze, bringing his eyes back down to the bucket of red.

“They’re a bit rare here, but if you shop around hard enough you can definitely find them.” You come out from behind the counter, your hands untying the apron wrapped around your waist. You pull one out of the bucket, holding it up to the light and twirling it delicately between your fingers; it’s even more stunning in the light, shining through the petals like stained glass windows in a church. “They symbolise perseverance.” He’s not sure why you’re telling him this, why you’re looking at him with your mouth set in determination and your eyes full of hope as you extend the flower towards him. “Take it.”

“I’m flattered but I—”

“Something tells me, you’re good at persevering. That you’ve been doing it a long time. I know I just met you, but I think it’s fitting and you should take it.”

He’s floored, wondering if your quirk is splitting people to their core and knowing everything about them. Nonetheless he takes it, carefully making sure his fingers don’t touch yours. “Thank you.”

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He wasn’t supposed to be here. Wasn’t supposed to even be working today, but something deep in Shinso’s gut told him to see you today. He’s not sure why he’s been waking up with you on his mind, like some sort of plague that hasn’t left him since he laid his eyes on your frame through sun tinted windows. He also can’t bring himself to be mad about it; it’s nice to think of your face before he goes to sleep than the faces of people he was too late to save. There’s been a tickle in his throat since he met you last week, reaching and building into this morning to the point where it’s constantly scratching at his throat and mind. He’s trying to ignore it; trying to pretend it doesn’t exist and telling himself that it’s spring and probably allergies, but your face contaminating every thought is something he just can’t ignore anymore.

He should’ve been surprised when he walked into your shop and saw you with your hands shakily handing over money to a man —quirkless he assumes, by the gun that’s pointed at your pretty face. It doesn’t take much for Shinso to stop him, calling out to the man who responds with a snarky remark telling him to fuck off but Shinso —like always— gets the last laugh in these situations. He just wishes it never happened in the first place.

You’re shaking as he walks over to you, hands moving out instinctively to comfort you and he’s grateful that you don’t move away; letting his hands cup your shoulders as you snivel and he inspects you to make sure you’re safe. When he’s satisfied that you’re okay -his lavender eyes searching all over your frame- he can’t help the strange amount of relief coursing through his veins; he’s not sure why or when he cared so much about or well being or why you’re always in the forefront of his mind.

“How did you…. why are you here?” You hiccup, looking at him through tear soaked lashes.

How is he supposed to tell you that some weird static from the universe told him to come? That he can’t get you out of his mind and was debating on coming to see you before something wrenched in his gut and practically forced him here. “I was just in the neighborhood.” He tells you, forcing a smile on his face and hoping that for once you can’t see past him.

“In the neighborhood?” You repeat, not quite falling for it, not quite having the energy to pretend for his sake that you believe him. He just nods, begging you with his eyes not to pry and not to ask; not to make him admit the clutching in his chest when he thinks of you. But like a saint he knows you are, you don’t say anything. You just nod and let it go.

When he enters his apartment that night —the pesky little cough that was bothering him growing into a magnificent and suffocating beast— he finds himself unable to stop staring at the flowers you gave him. Beautiful lavender colored hydrangea swallowing the space around him and pulling his thoughts to your sweet face and kind smile.

He coughs again, bringing the crook of his arm to his mouth as his body quakes against the strange sensation he’s felt in his throat all day. When he pulls his arm back he’s shocked, his heart falling out of his chest and time standing still.

Resting in the ditch of his elbow is a red tinged cherry blossom petal.

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The irony isn’t lost on him at all: he’s slowly being suffocated by flowers in his lungs, yet finds himself constantly wanting to be engulfed by the ones that line the walls of your shop. He knows this, knows it’s another symptom of the disease that has followed him his whole life yet here he is gladly drowning himself in the symptoms.

Your shop isn’t always on Shinso’s patrol route, but he’s decided you’re worth the daily detour anyways. Some days when he pops in, you don’t notice him immediately; giving him the opportunity to study you working and allowing him to decide what flower he’s going to ask you about today.

Other days, you notice him before he notices you; as if you’ve been waiting around all day for him to come in and finally add his own shade of lavender to the colors that adorn the inside of your shop.

The best thing about you, he’s decided, is the smile you offer him whether you notice him first or not. It’s a grin much brighter and more beautiful than any of the flowers you sell- and perhaps even the sun itself. “Hey, Shinso!” You smile at him, kind and genuine and offering something more in it than what he’s used to. “Just dropping by?” You ask, hope and curiosity dripping from your voice.

“Yeah,” he clears his throat, balancing back and forth on the balls of his feet, as he attempts to keep petals from spewing out of his mouth. “Patrols over and I just wanted to see what you were up to.” He looks up at you smiling at him, small and hopeful. He adds on quickly “Just, ya know. Making sure you’re okay after the attempted robbery the other day. Purely hero stuff.”

Your face falls for a brief moment before you mask it expertly, a slight click of your tongue as you busy yourself with small red flowers. “Of course.”

He knows he’s fucking up, kicking himself internally for hurting you. Not sure how else to mend the conversation he speaks up, thinking that since he doesn’t have the nerve to apologize he can at least bring up something that he knows will bring the sun back to your face. “What kind of flower is that?”

“Anemone!” You inform him, the sun coming back to your face and blinding him momentarily. “There’s a cool Greek legend around this if you’d like to hear it?” And he can’t help himself, can’t help the clutching in his chest as you look at him with big doe eyes full of hope and eagerness. He nods, the ghost of a smile playing at his lips as he stares at the flowers. “The other name for this flower is the windflower, and it’s linked to the death of Adonis. He was handsome, loved by Persephone who was Queen of the Underworld and Aphrodite, the Goddess of Love.” You sigh before continuing, glancing up briefly at Shinso to see if he’s still interested. He nods, gesturing with his hand to continue. “Adonis loved hunting, and often went alone. One day he found a boar, and was stabbed by its tusks. Aphrodite heard him crying out in his last moments and rushed to his side. Where his blood fell, red anemones sprang from the earth. Another version of the story says that they were white and his blood stained him red. Either way, I find the story comforting.”

Shinso chokes for a moment, poorly attempting to hide the strangled sound that escaped from his lips as he looks at you incredulously. “Comforting? That’s definitely not the word I would’ve used for it.”

“I know,” you chuckle, your eyes strangely glassy as your fingers gently trace over the veins of the petals. “But he didn’t die alone. He died with someone that loved him. I think that’s all I would ever really want. You love someone, don’t you?” Shinso snaps his gaze to you, body frozen in place as his heart races. “I can tell, you keep clearing your throat. I thought maybe it was spring allergies but the look on your face is telling me that the first answer is correct.”

“I do.” He says simply, sighing to himself as he looks at you attempt to keep yourself together.

It’s the first time Shinso has ever seen you look sad, and deep down inside as much as he hopes it’s the last he knows it won’t be. The slight down turn of your lips and the sad look your eyes flashing across your face before your “customer service” persona takes over. “Well, you should tell her.” You turn your attention back to the bouquet, biting the inside of your cheek. You’re quiet when you speak again, so quiet he almost asks you to repeat yourself. “I bet she’s beautiful.”

Never more sure of anything in his life, he responds back to you, “Yeah,” he breathes with a light chuckle, “she is.”

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Shinso wakes up that morning, his mind immediately filling up with the image of you, followed by the question of: when did breathing clearly become a privilege?

He knows he won’t last much longer, he can barely even speak without coughing now; full flowers escaping from his lips and sinking to the floor. There’s petals everywhere in his apartment now, pink and tiny and foreboding. It’s fitting that they’re everywhere now, a constant reminder of the invisible clock ticking above his head; a reminder that he’s a coward who can’t bear to face his feelings towards you.

It’s easier like this, he reasons with himself, he’d rather die alone with his heart intact and held together with flimsy pieces of string than to have them snap and be torn apart by your hands. He figures it’s easier on you too, your hands were made to hold delicate things like flower petals and rain and children; not his rough and calloused heart.

Despite him being ever aware of the invisible clock above his head counting down how little time he has left, he can’t help himself when he walks into your shop that day. It’s already been established that you’re not oblivious, so he’s not sure why he’s putting himself through the pain of making you spend his last day with him. Maybe a part of him has always been a sadist, but this is a question he knows he doesn’t have time to figure out.

He doesn’t have time to figure anything out, really. Just knows deep inside him that this is his last day alive and he’s going to spend it with you.

There’s something in the air between you two when he walks into your shop today; thick and heavy and looming and saturating the space around you both. The smile you give him when he comes in has a twinge of sadness in it; both of you knowing something isn’t quite right but not willing to bring it up. Pretending. Something you both know the other is good at.

“Can I ask you something?” You say as he walks into the shop, sun reflecting onto his hair and reflecting through like flower petals on a summer day. He’s not sure if he wants to know what you’re about to ask, but it’s his last day and he might as well indulge you. He nods, and you continue “What’s your quirk? I saw you use it the day the robbery happened, but I never asked you about it.”

“Brainwash.” He answers simply, secrets laying bare between the two of you. “When someone responds to me I can manipulate them to my will.”

“You never told me that.”

“I didn’t want you scared of me.”

“I’ll never be scared of you, Shinso.” You say. He knows you mean it. You always mean what you say, you are the most honest enigma he’s ever met.

“Hitoshi.” He chokes out, finally becoming raw and vulnerable for you. “Call me Hitoshi.”

“Hitoshi.” You say slowly, savoring how the word feels on your tongue and mesmerizing the spaces in your mouth it touches. “Can I show you something?”

“Always.” He coughs, flower petals falling from his lips as he winces painfully. You say nothing, just silently sweep them up and discard them as easily as you’ve both discarded your feelings for the other. You gesture for him to follow you, into the back room of the shop that’s full of discarded pots and dust and gardening tools. You pull out a bonsai tree in a jade colored pot. It’s small, tiny twisted branches adorned with pink cherry blossom petals blooming from it. He’s confused for a moment; the flower isn’t liked much due to its association with Hanahaki disease. It’s not a plant people tend to want around them.

“I-I know it’s a bit weird-” you stutter, sheepishly looking up at him through your lashes. “Given what they represent but… I still think they’re beautiful.”

“That’s what I like about you.” Shinso says suddenly. Your eyes snap up to his, surprised at his brazenness. “You’ve always seen beauty in things, hence your love for flowers.” You’re staring at him strangely, as if daring yourself to do something. He’s about to ask you if you’re okay before both of your small hands are cupping his cheeks and you’re pulling him into a hungry kiss. It feels like the snow is melting after a long winter when you kiss him, warming him down to his toes; it’s like spring came back to him as you sigh into his mouth.

When you pull away -eyes half lidded and full of lust- you take his hand, leading him by the hand through the back door and up the stairs to your apartment. He never realized you lived just above the shop but it makes sense to him; figuring it's easy.

Your apartment is as cute and quaint; a different kind of comfort than your shop provides. Your apartment is cluttered and chaotic, dusty shelves littered with well read books and far too many plants that he can even name. Coffee table covered in half burned candles and mug. It’s not a pig sty by any means; it just looks like a busy woman lives there. You drag him to the bedroom, your lips and his colliding in between taking off your own clothings.

You’re both naked, standing in front of each other as both of your hands ghost eachothers bodies. Tentative. Exploring. Shinso pulls you into a kiss, his tongue dominating your mouth as he pushes you onto the bed. You land with a soft squeal, the sound managing to bring a small and rare smile onto Shinso’s face. He crawls on top of you, cat-like as he brings his lips to your neck and slowly works his way down your body. Pressing open mouth and wet kisses on your breasts and stomach. When he reaches your lower stomach he hears you whimper underneath him, his hands teasing the outside of your thighs as your toes curl.

“Do you want me to?” He asks coyly, you just nod, desperate and begging as you open your legs as far as you can. He tuts and shakes his head “Use your words, sweetheart.”

“Yes, Hitoshi. Please.” You beg. He delivers, dipping his tongue between your folds with a teasing kitten lick. You mewl, your hips bucking into him with a silent plea for more. He makes eye contact briefly before he laps again at your folds, his tongue dipping into your soaked cunt and moving your essence around, the motion sending little jolts of electricity running through your body. He tentatively places two fingers inside your cunt, his fingers finding that perfect spot inside you so easily. It doesn’t take long for you to come undone around him; your toes curling in the sheets as you gasp, body spasming around his fingers. He rides out your orgasm perfectly, never stopping until your body and cunt are done quivering.

He pulls back with a grin, his cock throbbing at your blissful and fucked out expression. He pumps himself a few times; his pretty pink tip leaking pre cum as he lines up with your entrance.

“What do you want, pretty girl?” He asks smugly, looking down at you through half lidded eyes.

“You ‘Toshi!” You whine, tears of frustration threatening to spill from your eyes. “Please… wan’ your cock please!” How could he say no to you? He can’t. Not when you’re asking so sweetly. He plunges inside you with a hiss, relishing the way your cunt sucks him in so eagerly.

“F-fuck, baby.” He whines. “You feel so good, baby girl. God.” He says as he makes his way back and forth in you, loving the soft whimpers and moans that come from your parted lips.

Even though small flower petals escape his lips with every coughing groan that comes as he thrusts, you look up at him like he is a Greek God, beautifully sculpted and beautifully cursed. His pace is gentle, caring and coaxing as his cock head hits your g-spot over and over again until you come undone around him. “Good girl,” he coos into your ear “such a pretty little thing cumming all over my cock.” He knows he won’t last much longer, your pussy clenching beautifully around him and bringing him to his release with a grunt.

When he pulls out of you, cum leaking from your hole and a fucked up expression on your face, he wastes no time in finding a cloth to clean you up with. Caring and gentle as he caresses your skin. He lays down next to you, your eyes fighting to stay awake; giving you a gentle kiss on your eyelids, he tells you it’s okay to sleep. You stop fighting it, falling deeply into slumber along with him.

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He’s suffocating when he wakes up hours later; choking on flower petals and the scent of your shampoo and the taste of you lingering on his tongue. The moon is hanging high in the sky when he wakes, filtering through your curtains and casting the room is a milky glow. He debates for a moment if he should wake you up, tell you the secret that’s weighing on his chest and filling his lungs. But Shinso knows he doesn’t deserve a lot of things, like a happy ending, a restful night of sleep and most of all: you.

“Goodbye, love.” Shinso whispers in your hair, placing a gentle kiss on your forehead. He looks around your apartment before he leaves, etching into his dying memory your cluttered bookshelves and dusty coffee table before closing the door behind him.

He walks outside, crisp spring air biting his cheeks and for some strange reason he’s never been more grateful that he’s alive. He wanders around for a while; left turn, right turn, another left and goes straight until he finds a park. It’s littered with benches and a small walkway and cherry blossom trees. Tranquil and quiet.

A perfect place to take his last breath.

He finds a bench, quiet and secluded in the back of the park. Shinsou lays there for a while, watching the spring cherry blossoms fall above him like shooting stars and feeling his lungs become more and more full with the flowers you caused to bloom in his chest. A beautiful death, really: being suffocated slowly by your favorite thing in the world. It’s not so bad when he thinks of it like this, finding what you love and letting it kill him. Maybe in these last moments he can accept that you love flowers more than him, but he’ll never accept that you love someone else instead of him. It’s easier this way and Shinso, as hard working and stubborn and insisting he is, finds this is the only thing he’ll never fight against.

He got too close to you, like Icarus and his wings he flew too close to the sun and his last feather was burned.

There’s black spots sparkling in his vision like a ruined painting and he has to fight to breathe. He’s not sure why he’s fighting, telling himself that this is the hand that fate has handed to him and he really needs to lay down and accept it. He’ll never know how you feel, and you’ll never know that you were the one that caused this. To love someone is to welcome pain, and he saw this coming from the moment he saw your frame through the sun drenched window of your shop.

You held the knife but he gladly fell into it; it’s much better to be killed by a lover after all.

The last thing his mind's eye sees before his lungs finally collapse is the private smile you give him whenever he enters your shop, like a flower that only blooms for him.

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You suppose no one ever really likes to visit graves. Dark and depressing place it is, no matter how bright the sun shines. You’re no exception to this blanket statement, your stomach turning as you stare at Hitoshi’s name neatly scrawled into stone. Your own heart shattering inside your chest as fate laughs at you yet again.

Time is an ugly and fickle thing. This is something you’ve always known deep inside, but now it’s something you find so correct and jarring it’s slapping you in the face every morning. There wasn’t enough time for Hitoshi, who will never experience graying hair or his next birthday or even next spring. There wasn’t enough time for you and for him; you’ll never know his favorite color or his favorite food or why he can never manage to get a good night’s sleep. And he’ll never know that you love the sight of clouds that look like strands of pulled apart cotton, that you prefer cold soba over hot, and that you love the galaxies that form in a mug of coffee that’s had creamer added to it.

You lay the bonsai tree on his grave, petals bright and pink and clean compared to the ones you’re coughing up.

“Hitoshi,” you sob, blinking away tears and looking up at the cotton candy sky above you. “I wanted to try loving you too.”

[kiwibirbs-library]

Future Kids PART 2

a/n: PART TWO AND MY FAV PART NGL anyways i went full indulgence on shinsou lol hes the insporation for all this anyways

Gosh not me after writing and going way to far into my world for shinsou eek

pairings: midoriya x reader, shinsou x reader, shoji x reader

warnings: none, fluff

summary: they meet their kids from the future

Part 1

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6

Part 7

Midoryia Izuku

- he was fixing the leg on one of the chair in the commons when a kid jumped on him

- he coughed and sat up in alarm

- he almost hit the chair ngl

- “DADDY!! Hi! You’ll never guess what happened today! A kid got her quirk in class and then she lost control and then it hit me! Wait why are you so tiny and small? Did you shrink or something? And why are you so soft?” she poked his cheek a couple times

- he just blinked at her

- she looked about 7?

- he couldn’t help but notice she was a literal carbon copy of him

- well her hair was long and sort of like yours but it was green

- and her eye shape looked like yours

- he blushed a bit at catching himself comparing her to you

- “um hello? Whats your name?” he asked her as he shifted a bit to look at her better

- “d-daddy you don’t know my- my name??” she was about to cry

- he panicked

- his arms were flying around everywhere

- “NO NO I- I know your name!” he lied trying to save her from crying

- she smiled and hopped off him

- honestly he was lucky she had a back pack on her with her name on it or else he never would have figured it out

- he got a bag of fruit snacks out of the pantry and handed it to her

- “so Sakura where does your mom work?” he asked her as she ate

- maybe he could drop her off there

- “come on daddy you know this, she works with you at the deku-(your hero name) agency” she said calmly

- dekus face went red again

- that was his hero name

- and your

- and agency

- he stuttered out words that didn’t make a lot of sense

- the little girl turned to him and grabbed both his hands

- she placed them on her cheeks and squirshed her face in between them

- he gave her a puzzled look

- “well this is what mommy does when you started freaking out, I thought it would work,” she smiled up to him

- he had tears in his eyes on hearing that

- ok 

- so he had his kid from probably the future sitting next to him at the table

- now what

- well the universe had an answer for that

- and the answer was your ass chasing one Denki Kaminari at high speed through the front door

- “DENKI KAMINARI, YOU IDIOT IM GOING TO PUNCH YOU SO HARD YOULL BE STUCK IN THE CEILING FOR A WEEK!” you yelled

- the blonde squeaked before bolting to Midoriya

- “MIDORIYA! You have to help me!” he begged, not seeing the small girl next to him

- “w-what did you do?” he hadnt seen you this mad since Bakugou had blown up your homework on accident

- “I- I might have failed at hitting Kirishima and shocked Y/n with a lot of volts,” it all came out in a rush

- your growled at him and he ran up the stairs before anything else could happen

- you were about to follow before you fully took in your surroundings

- Midoriya was here

- there is a small child next to him

- they just saw you basically growled

- shit

- “umm- heyy~” you smiled a bit and flattened your hair down to look a bit nicer

- “hi y/--”

- “MAMA!! GUESS WHAT HAPPENED TODAY!”

- Sakura bounded up to you

- you reflexively dropped and she jumped to hug you

- you blinked at the floor before looking to Midoriya

- “Izuku whats happening?” you mouthed to him

- he opened his mouth to respond but nothing came out

- he could just stare as your attention got drawn back in my the girl at she adamantly told you her earlier story

- the similarities between him and Sakura were obvious but when she stood next to you it was obvious you two were related some how

- everything subtle about her was you

- honestly he caught on quickly and there was a serge of pride

- all he was thinking was that you both did a good job

- he smiled at you both 

- his heart swelled at you being so motherly

- he gulped though when you gave him a knowing glance

- you were smart

- you had eyes

- so you joined their little snack break, turning to the boy after showing the girl where the waters were

- “Im taking this as a sign”

- “a- a sign for wh- what?”

- “a sign I should ask you out now”

- he stuttered out a yes for almost five minutes

- Sakura had come back in the middle of it and hopped in his lap

- that didnt help

- she ended up going back about an hour later

- almost gave Izuku a heart attack

Shinsou Hitoshi

- so you were the one that this one starts with

- you were coming out of the shower when you found a boy looking to be 15 sitting on your bed

- you verbally yelled

- you were lucky you changed in the bathroom

- “GET OUT WHAT THE FUCK!” you had your math book in your hand and above your head in seconds

- “WAIT DONT SWING HOLD ON MOM!” he yelled and hopped up before thinking

- “WHO ARE YOU CALLING MOM?!”

- “PUT THE BOOK DOWN IM SORRY!” he panicked

- you looked at him for a second before slowly putting your ‘weapon down’

- “who are you”

- “well um I don’t think you’ll believe me but uhh i’m your son,” he sat down on your bed again

- you gave him a look

- he sighed

- “well I- ok well ya see Chiyo- oh crap I mean my sister- just got her quirk and it’s weird time travel or warps or something like that and I was watching her and Aron- my brother- while you and dad were out on a date and she lost control or something and now I’m here and I don’t know,” he sighed, putting his head in his hands

- you stared at him

- he did look like you 

- like a lot like you

- the only thing that wasn’t you was the small features that made him more defined

- “are the other two here to?” you asked sitting down in your desk chair

- “I- I think so? I don’t know where though and I knew this was your old room so I thought I’d ask you if you’d seen them,” he sighed again “ugh I’m sorry mom”

- you were starting to grasp everything now

- “its alright you didn’t do anything,” you smiled when he looked up at you. “well lets go find the other two... um”

- “koshi”

- “koshi” you repeated

- you were both walking around the campus looking for the other two

- he told you different things that wouldn’t ruin the future

- he said Chiyo was the youngest, almost 6

- Aron was 10

-  you had to stop him a lot from saying to much

- you both had found your way to a training area when all might caught both of your attentions

- “Y/N!” the retired hero yelled over to you

- he had a small girl hold his hands that also looked suspiciously like you

- well minus the eyes they were a bright purple and the violet streak that ran through her hair

- “all might?” Koshi sounded amazing at the sight of him

- you laughed a bit

- Chiyo let go of his hand and sprinted to you

- “ MAMA I WAS SO SCARED! But the mr all might helped me! Oh oh and Koshi! Yay!” he patter her head when you picked her up

- he was still overly amazed by all might

- like midoriya level interested

- all might came to talk to you both

- you dont blame him 

- you bumped koshis arm to get him to ask for an auto graph before walking a little away to give them some space

- then Shinsou and Aizawa came around the corner

- you didnt see at first, to preoccupied with the girl in your arms that acted way to much like you to be healthy

- but shinsou sure as heck noticed you

- he had had a ten year old run straight in the middle of a training session a half an hour ago and almost kicked him in the gut

- and when the basically mini shinsou started going on a rant about now knowing where the heck Chiyo and Koshi were he was left completely confused

- Aizawa was the one who ended up getting the kid to calm down and tell them his name and enough info to find whoever he was talking about

- “alright hold on who did you say your parents were?” aizawa asked while pinching the bridge of his nose

- “Hitoshi and Y/n Shinsou,”

- shinosu spat the water out he was drinking

- aizawa eyes widened

- the kid was clearly to old for that to be right now

- then he told them how he got there and they all went to go find you

- when they found you with a little girl and a boy talking to all might they knew who the kids were right away

- “Oh Shinsou Hey!!” you adjust the girl and waved to him

- he gave you a small wave and came up to you with Aron on his heels

- “mom! thank goodness” the ten year old came up and hugged you “woah is that all might?!” you laughed and nodded before he went and joined his brother

- “so um.. Y/n I have something to tell you,” shinsou rubbed the back of his neck when you smiled at him

- he opened his mouth to talk when Chiyo cut him off

- “whos y/n?” she looked between you two. 

- “well that would be me,” you smiled at her and poked her sides

- she laughed a bit “no, daddy always calls you ‘love’, thats your name mama” she giggled

- shinsou audibly gulped

- you smiled and raised your eyebrows at shinsou

- “you figured it out didnt you”

- you laughed

- “oh what? The fact that our entire family is here?” 

- shinsou sighed and nodded

- the boys came running back over to you two, both with papers in hand and incredibly big smiles while all might went over to aizawa to ask what the heck was happening

- “oh dad! Hi! you were a lot smaller when you were my age,” Koshi snorted at that last part while Aron started showing of his autograph to you

- “hey im not that small ya brat”

- “lot smaller than you are when we’re around,” Koshi shot back

- definitely has shinsous attitude

- “hey mommy, why IS daddy so tiny?” the girl in your arms asked

- you and the boys both busted out laughing at that one

- shinsou took the girls from your arms and started poking her sides quickly as she laughed

- “why you little” he said as she laughed

- you all ended up having a family day

- they ended up running into midoriya and all of them rushed him yelling about Uncle deku

- oh so i get stuffed on being small but not him” shinisou muttered next to you

- you snorted at that one

- they ended up all disappearing and going back around 9 that night

- and Shinsou finally had a good opening to ask you out

Shoji Mezo

- we all know that there is nothing in this boys room except his desk and bed right

- so when he was chilling on the balcony and heard a soft thud he knew nothing had fallen and was like

- huh now?

- so he turn around

- and finds a little girl?

- she looks like 5? maybe?

- shes looking around her from her spor on the floor

- she looks super calm too like

- whats going on

- Shoji just walks into his room slowly so he doesn’t scar her

- he pulled up his mask before heading in and kneeling down

- “hello?” he just sits in front of her a little distance away

- he really doesn’t want to freak her out

- she whips around to him and her smile is so freaking big

- she jumps on him

- “PAPA!!” shes so happy right now

- he doesn’t know what to do

- papa?? hes not a dad? maybe he looks like her dad, ya thats it

- “I- um how did you get in here?” he asked as he put a hand on his back

- she let go of his neck and and plops herself down in his lap and starts ranting about this annoying kid in her class

- his name is Kano and he always over does his actions

- shojis impressed with how she talks ngl

- kinda sounds like him as a kid

- she gets to the part on when he pointed his hand at her and some light happened and she ended up here

- “anyways papa wheres mommy?” she stands u on his knee and smiled at him

- “uhhh,” he doesn’t exactly know what to do for a second

- then she started talking again

- she seemed to talk a lot

- it kind of reminded him of how you for into your rants 

- “wait why are you wearing your mask?”

- he froze

- what? does she wan him to take it off? why? 

- “you don’t normally wear your mask with me? are you uncomfortable with me now?”

- once again he was impressed by how she talked for a five year old

- he couldn’t really dwell on it to long cause she was getting teary eyed and her lip in wobbling

- he panics a bit

- he doesn’t have to much experience with kids or how to stop crying

- then the light of his life and savior came through the door

- now you two had already been dating

- so you just coming into his dorm was completely normal

- “Hey babe! I brought some snacks and my dvd play-- oh are you.... busy?” you entered and looked up

- you blinked at the girl that was almost crying in his lap

- at least until she physically brightening

- she kicked of of the large boy and ran into you

- “MOMMY!!” she basically screamed before latching onto your leg

- you were very confused honestly

- mommy who now?

- shoji was suspiciously red in the corner

- he had noticed how she had looked like you

- minus the hair color and eyes

- you bent down a bit and picked her up on reflex

- “uh shoji? whats happening?”

- “I dont know”

- both of you agreed that you need to go tell mr aizawa

- so you walked there, the little girl messing with your hair

- “by the way, what your name tiny?” you asked, bumping you hip to readjust her a bit

- “mama you know my name,” she giggled 

- you thought for a second

- “but do you?”

- “of course I do mommy!! It’s Aniko!!” she huffed and crossed her arms

- shoji watched you both from his spot next to him

- he never would have come up with something that fast to figure out her name

- when aizawa saw the kid in your arms he looked between you two before sighing

- after shoki said what happened he said that they would figure it out in the morning and just have her stay with one of you tonight

- she was already falling asleep on your shoulder anyways

- so you both just walked back to your dorm setting her in your bed before shoji and you stepped out for a minute

- “I am so sorry about this,” he sighed

- yo just laughed

- “oh dont worry hun. Shes funny. Not to mention Im pretty perfect if I do say myself,” you smiled up to your boyfriend

- he smiled at your little display of pride

- so you both went in the room, he kissed your daughters forehead, then kissed you and left for his room

- you noticed the girl slightly fading as you tucked her in and had a feeling she would be gone by morning

- shoji freaking a bit when he opened your door and found no child but caught on fairly fast lol

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Emotional Cheater

All characters are 18+

Shinsou x F! Reader

Bakugou x F! Reader

NSFW and Fluff

This was was suppose to be part of the Virgin! Shinsou series but it slowly became it's own thing. It felt right to have it be it's own thing once we got into the emotional perspective of Shinsou's relationship.

It's more angst at some parts and then we go into "emotional sex"? "Sex without emotions"? Does any of this make sense? I don't know, but it was hot and made me feel really sad. Enjoy!

(This is also in honor of Shinsou's birthday! So, happy birthday to our precious purple insomniac!💜

MINORS DNI

Contains: Some Bakugou action, Pinning Bakugou, Pinning Shinsou, Emotional Cheating, Pegging, Mommy Kink, Sub Bakugou, Sub Shinsou, Dom reader, Jealous Shinsou, Rough Play, A Little Bit Bondage, Mild Female Penetration, Male Penetration, Spanking, Scent Kink, Sex Toys, Dacryphilia, Degradation and Praise Kink, Overstimulation.

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Shinsou was the only thing on your mind most days, his handsome face and deep voice making your heart flutter when ever you hear it. He could make anyone swoon for him just by saying hello. You knew that what you felt for him was more than friendly, it was full blown love at this point. He was nice to you, never made you feel out of place and you did the same for him. You supported him in his journey to join the hero course, telling him that he was going to make a great hero someday and that you would love to help him train. You thought about confessing your attraction to him during your first few years at UA but now on your final year, you thought that having him as a friend was enough or at least the only thing you could've achieved with him. Hell, it's not like you confessing now would do anything considering he was dating someone actively. You didn't want to ruin what you had with him, more like what you used to have with him.

You didn’t see him as much as you used to since he started dating someone. He kind of ignored you or payed attention half of the time when you would hangout together or spoke to him. He was always nose deep in his phone texting his girlfriend. From what he told you she was in the business course, so naturally you didn't know or speak with her at all.

"And Mineta, the disgusting pervert, came up to me and tried taking a look under my skirt! I kicked his ass away from me and got him to stick to the wall at the end of the hallway....Hitoshi?" The both of you were sitting side by side in the school’s cafeteria.

"Huh?" He wasn't even listening to you, why did you ever bother with him? You dropped the smile you had and just continued to eat your lunch. It didn't matter that it was cold, anything to distract you from your supposed "friend" would have done the trick. You finished up and excused yourself to go throw away anything you had left. When you went back, Shinsou was gone. It hurt a lot, he ditched you all the time to be with his girlfriend. You know that your place in his life was just being his friend and nothing more, but he could at least give you some shitty excuse as to why he didn't want to hangout. If he told you that "I can’t come over, i'm fucking my girlfriend." or "Can’t today, i'm going on a date." it would be enough. Something to just help ease the aching in your chest.

You walked back to the 3-A dorms after class. You just wanted to lay in your bed and forget the feeling of sadness that came over you. Once inside your dorm you changed into something more free flowing, a pair of shorts and baggy shirt to keep you comfortable as you sat down with a bucket of ice cream to watch tv. The show was boring and you were halfway into your ice cream, the world just felt better now that you buried your feelings with dessert. Like always, nice moments didn’t really last and you were quickly interrupted by a knocking at your door. You got up from where you were sitting at, placed the ice cream on the table near by, and opened the door to see who it was.

"Oh, hey Todoroki. Do you need something?" It wasn't unusual for Todoroki to come visit you. You would help him with his emotions by using your quirk to create a space were you could both speak for hours and only have seconds pass in normal time. You both were close with each other but that was it. You didn't want more or less with him and he was also content with that.

"I wanted to ask if you'd like to go to the fair. Mina rounded up some of the others and plans on going tonight."

"Tonight? Did she forget we had Snipe sensei grill our asses earlier today?" Todoroki laughed at your comment.

"Mina is definitely not a structured person but even so, her efforts are commendable. So, will you join us?"

"Sure!"

You took a quick shower and got dressed up. You didn't bother adding anything to your outfit but did bring a long your wallet in case anything caught your eye. You headed down stairs and walked to the doors were the Bakusquad was at.

"Great! Everyone is here, lets go!" Mina jumped up and started dragging Uraraka along. Everyone else naturally followed while Bakugo slowed down to walk in pace with you.

"So, how did anyone convince you to join?" You turned to face Bakugo while he directed his eyes towards you.

"I wanted to change things up a little."

"Right? So no more sleeping early like an old man?"

"Shut up." The walk towards the fair grounds was pleasant. Everyone was excited and the mood only improved the closer the group got. Bakugou at some point started holding hands with you, it wasn't uncommon for him to reach out for affection. You were of course, his first. Maybe not his first everything, but you were his first when it came to sex. During his first time, he was blissed out. Nothing was capable of getting him off of you. He held on to you begging to ride him harder with tears cascading out of his eyes. He looked so pretty that way but he always looked pretty so it didn't matter what state he was in.

"Stop thinking, it’s annoying." Bakugou turned his face to you.

"I'm sorry Bakugou. I was just thinking about how pretty you look when i fuck you. Are you down to have a session after the fair?" His face went red after you asked, but you knew that didn't mean he was embarrased about the question but instead that you already knew his answer.

"Fantastic! Let's stick around for a bit and leave early." You dragged him towards the entrance, running to some of the games. You both played and won prizes for each other and went around buying cheap hero memorabilia, on Bakugou’s credit card of course. You were having so much fun that you didn't notice who you were standing in line with in the roller coaster ride.

“Oh hey, Bakugou!” A girl in a blue mini skirt, white blouse and black pullover greated him. You didn’t recognize her but you did recognize the jacket she had on top of her shoulders. It’s was the same one that the person would lend you whenever you forgot your own jacket back at the dorms. It was Shinsous. Your mood dipped but you decided that ignoring the issue as of right now would be better.

After all, you were on a “date”, right?

“Sorry, I’m y/n, Bakugou’s date. And who may you be? I don’t seem to recognize you.” You put on your best fake smile and looked her directly in the eyes. This wasn't you challenging her to knock you down, this was you seducing her to knock her off. You needed to trap her into a false sense of friendship if you wanted to get the answer you craved. To confirm your suspicions.

The girl flustered when you made eye contact and tried introducing herself when an arm came around her shoulders. Shinsou was now standing in front of you with a small teddy bear in his right hand. You weren’t going to waste your time on someone who couldn’t even respect your own. You were not about to give him any attention or acknowledgement. You instead directed yourself back to the girl and leaned into Bakugou’s side.

“Sorry, didn’t catch that.” Bakugou wrapped his own arm around you, pulling you closer to his body. He was warm and relaxed with the whole situation. Didn’t even hesitate to bring you close.

“I’m Mekoto. Shinsou's girlfriend.” Bingo, you got her.

“Oh, nice to meet you! Gotta say, you’re really pretty. Shinsou must feel so lucky to be with such a beautiful person.” Mekoto’s face darkened even more and she proceeded to hide her face in Shinsous chest. She was a flustered mess, exactly like you wanted her to be. You didn’t care about her, your issues weren’t with her either. She looked like a genuine person and it would be a shame to paint her to be something she isn’t. This is about getting back at your ex friend who ditched you for no reason.

“Thank you. Bakugou must feel lucky as well. You’re also very pretty.” She turned to briefly look at you, but immediately averted her eyes from your own. Cute.

“I am.” Bakugou pulled you into a soft kiss instead of the standard hug you both would share. You made it clear to him that kissing in public like this wasn’t allowed because it would send the wrong message. You both weren’t a couple, but for once you were so happy that he broke the rules. This was about selling the point to Shinsou that you didn’t need him. That you could easily replace him like he did with you.

“I didn’t know you two were dating? When did…?” Shinsou was confused. He couldn’t wrap his head around you and Bakugou being an actual couple. An ugly feeling started to bubble inside of him, it made him grip onto Mekoto tighter. The sight of Bakugou kissing you felt wrong but now having to face that his best friend was fucking and dating this asshole made him feel all kinds of wrong. He didn’t like it his at all.

“Yeah, we’ve been together for years now. Since our first year actually.” You turned and hugged Bakugou’s side, wrapping your arms around his waist and pressing your face into his chest. He was warm and smelled of his usual strong cologne, with a hint of coconut. Maybe some undertones of his sweat. You placed small kisses over his covered chest and on his collarbone, making it a spectacle with the slow and loving movements of your lips. You can felt someones eyes on you. Their gaze was hot and you wanted it to burn hotter.

Shinsou honestly couldn't believe this shit, you and this blond bastard had been dating since forever? You never told him about your relationship with Bakugou, you never told him anything involving your love life. Did you not trust him? Was he never as close to you as he thought he was? He told you everything, he told you about who was his first kiss! You said that you weren't seeing anyone when he asked you in your first year, but you mentioned Bakugou being someone who you found attractive. But you also called Shinsou attractive so he thought you meant it in a friendly way. Were you always hiding this from him? When- when did Bakugou get to have you? When did Shinsou lose his chance with you!? What the fuck happened!

"Oh wow, thats so cute!" Mekoto was complety oblivious to the thoguhts that ran ramped in Shinsous head. She was just living in the moment, enjoying meeting another young couple. You in the other hand pulled Bakugou down gently, enough for his ear to reach your mouth.

"Be a good boy for mommy and make an excuse to leave. I think you deserve a reward for the good work you've done today." You whispered into Bakugou's ear. The tips of them turned red but his face concealed the excitement he felt. He nodded to you and directed his unamused face back the other couple.

"Thanks but we have to go." Not even giving a goodbye, Bakugou dragged you away leaving a conflicted Shinsou and a happy Mekoto.

When the two of you made it back to your dorm, you managed to open your door before you used Bakugou to slam it shut again. You presed him up against it and kissed him with a passion that overwhelmed him. He melted into your touch and started to use his hands to move over your body, appreciating it for what it was. He moved his hips towards you, grinding his cowered sex over your pelvis, moaning as you devoured him.

"M-mommy, please." His eyes drooped with lust and lips swollen from the harsh kissing you gave him.

"Please what, Suki?" You were teasing him, temping him to ask for whatever fantasy he wanted to fulfill.

"Please, g-give me p-praise. P-please m-mommy?" You smiled up at him and pushed your hand into his pants.

"Awww, my baby Suki wants praise? Well, you were such a good boy today that i might just do so." You grabbed his twitching cock and moved your hand up and down its length. You were doing this to get him to harden, but you wont lie to yourself, you would love to see him cum in his pants.

"Such a good baby boy, Suki. Pulling me close to you without having me ask you to, being gentle with me. You deserve a reward for your good behavior. So tell, what do you want mommy to give you now?"

"I-i want m-mommy to-to use the viaaAA- vi-brator." You pull your hand out of his pants and gave him a pat on the head. You gave him another kiss but latched onto his bottom lip to drag him to your desk chair. He gave you a playful smile as you did. What an obedient boy he was.

"You're going to be a good boy for mommy and stay still ok?"

"Mo-MOMMYYYY" Bakugou was tied up to your desk chair, his legs were folded up into his chest and tied to the arm rests. His legs shaking in pleasure as the vibrator went up and down in it's intensity. Bakugous stomach was covered in his cum with saliva and sweat making the puddle look larger. He was flushed all over, his pretty cock heads tip red but eager.

"Oh look at that. My baby Suki just came again. Do you want to stop already Suki?" You were reveling in his eagerness. You would never have Shinsou in this position, you'll never get to touch him the same way you got to do with Bakugou, but it was fine. It's not like you two are friends anymore and once next month comes around you'll both be going into the work field. So no matter what you wont have time to deal with him.

"MoAaAAAh- MmAAaammmyyy! P-pLEASE, l-et me c-uuUUUmmm!" For now, you'll make sure your precious Suki comes undone. Maybe if he wasn't too tired or overstimed you could ride him and give him an early graduation present by letting him cum in you.

"Alright, you can cum Suki. You were such a good boy for me today." Bakugou began to sing praises to you. How good of a mommy you were to him and how amazing you make him feel. When he finally came, his legs had red lines over them from the rope rubbing and digging into the skin. His legs wouldn't stop trembling from his multiple orgasms and the cum that his stomach once held was now falling onto chair.

"You were such a good boy Suki. Come here, let mommy take care of you." You untied him, allowing him to extend his legs and relax his overworked muscles. He looked so beautiful like this, milked and soft. You helped him clean up and walked him to your bed so he could lay down and rest fully. Bakugou sat down instead and watched as you went around cleaning up the mess he made.

"T-thanks for t-that," He passed his hand over his mouth wiping away the residual drool that was cascading out of his mouth," I-i really ne-eded t-that."

"Aww, going soft on me Katsuki?" You teased. You both had a great understanding of each other. You made it key to communicate with one another since you both started doing this. Bakugou confessed to you that he had developed feelings for you at some point, wanting to actually date you instead of just fucking around with each other. You told him that you had feelings for Shinsou. That affected him a bit, but he fully understood where you were coming from. From the moment Shinsou started to ditch on you , Bakugou was on you immediately. Asking you if you wanted to go out to lunch, the arcade, fairs, anything really. Part of him did it because he wanted to make you happy and hated seeing you be so bummed out over some shitty guy. The other did it with the intention of having you fall for him. He knew he was being selfish and that this wasn't fair to you, it wasn't right to take advantage of your heartbreak but he wanted to be with you.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever." He got up from his place on your bed and started to get dressed as he gave you a playful look.

"Are you sure about that? Hey, you should sit down and relax. Let me take care of you."

"Nah, i'm good. Just going to go take a shower and head to my dorm to sleep. Thanks for this." He gave you a soft smile and a quick peck on the lips before heading out. You knew that he had feelings for you, that this wasn't just an arrangement to him. You felt bad, but you both mutually agreed to do this and to continue. Hopefully he'll realize that you aren't going to return his feelings any time soon.

While you and Bakugou were fucking, Shinsou and Mekoto were also having their fun together. Shinsou had Mekoto in a full nelson, her legs being held up past her head, her tongue sticking out and incapable of pulling it back in. She was lost in pure ecstasy. He hid the both of them in a secluded corner of the fair grounds, pounding in to Mekoto's sopping pussy as he leaned up against a wall.

"H-hito-shiiiii, p-plea-se-."

"Don't fucking call me that slut." Shinsou briefly took one of his arms from holding Mekotos leg and slapped her ass, leaving a red hand print on the pale skin. He didn't like it when she called him Hitoshi. Yeah, they were dating, but he didn't give her permission. Something about hearing Mekoto say his name felt wrong, it wasn't the voice he wanted to hear nor the body he wanted to feel in his arms. It took him some time to figure out what he wanted, why he even started dating Mekoto in the first place.

"Shinsou, you can do it! Come on, get up and try the other technique Aizawa sensei showed you." It was Shinsou's first year at UA. You immediately took him under your wing when you found out that he wanted to join the hero course. You saw how much he wanted to pursue it, so you went hard on him during your training sessions. You punched him hard and manhandled him no matter what day it was. You weren't going to go easy on him just because he wasn't in the hero course.

Shinsou honestly had no complaints. He genuinely didn't understand why his face would get all red when you would yank at his hair and knee him in the gut. He didn't enjoy the pain he received but he found it...hot how you held so much power. He guessed maybe he was into the dynamic of someone as powerful as you throwing him around like a rag doll. He didn't know, but what he did know is that he really liked you.

Some nights he would dream of the two of you. It ranged from a variety of different things but most of them held the same theme. It was only the two of you. Together. The more innocent dreams were of the two of you cuddling, his face next to yours and with your arms around him. The both of you whispering sweet nothings and sharing kisses with one another. The amount of disappointment he felt when he would wake up in the morning without you next to him was overwhelming. He felt guilty when he would see you the next day. He fantasized about you and would tell himself to stay away in order to calm down, but he couldn't. He would always come back to you, every single time, for more fuel to add to his already burning inferno.

"Sh-ins-ooOOOO." Mekoto was moaning her head off as he moved her up and down his cock. He got distracted daydreaming that he didn't realize he already made her come again. He didn't feel like cumming any more, so he just slammed into her to get her off.

"Shut up! If someone finds us you'll be known as an A grade slut. Come on Mekoto, do you really want that?" He bit her ear and tugged onto it. Mekoto moaned even louder and started panting like a bitch in heat. He felt bad, for her again. She thought that Shinsou was fucking her because he loved her, because he wanted her. He never really did to begin with, she was his replacement for the person that he actually wanted but was never going to get.

"Ooooh, SHIINSSSOOOOUUUU!" Mekoto reached her orgasm while Shinsou was no where near his own. Her legs tremble in his arms. She turned her head around and begged him to kiss her. He leaned forward and kissed her like he loved her. He really did feel guilty.

A week went by since the fair incident, but things weren't the same like before. Shinsou wasn't distracted by his phone anymore and he no longer left without warning. He was present. Way to present for someone who a week ago was madly in love with his girlfriend. You weren't bothering with starting any interactions with him, you mostly spend your day ignoring him by talking with others. You thought he would take the hint, you wanted nothing to do with him, but he apparently made it his goal to butt into every conversation you had that day.

"Thats so cool y/n! I didn't know that the Shishido agency-"

"Say Midoriya, do you think you could help me out with something quirk related?" Shinsou again interrupted your conversation. You have no idea what got into him but he was only doing it to you apparently. Once lunch rolled around it seemed like you could escape him and sit down somewhere populated, maybe if you sat next to Bakugou it would save you from having to deal with him. You got your food and walked towards Bakugous table, unfortunately the table was completely full leaving you with no other choice but to find somewhere else.

"Hey! Y/n!" The voice of the person you dreaded the most spoke out to you. The bitter feeling came back again. Who the fuck did he think he was to trying and speak to you after literal months of ditching you? You ignored the voice and kept walking till you reached the entrance of the cafeteria. You weren't going to stay there and feel invisible, feel toyed with.

You made it to the library and placed your tray down on the floor. You found a little secluded corner that granted you privacy and the ability to peek at people as they walked around. But it wasn't enough, Shinsou found you.

"Hey, Y/n. How are- hey!" You got up from the floor and walked past him. It still hurt. He's now, all of sudden paying you attention after months of being pushed aside. His girlfriend was lucky. What you wouldn't do to have a guy like him pay all of his attention on you.

"I'm talking to you. Stop. Please."

"For what." You stopped walking and turned to face him. Your face gave away everything that you felt. Anger, what else could you feel after your closest friend who you were in love with throws you away.

"I need to talk to you."

"Talk to me? Oh, like how i needed to talk to you all those months ago? Or how about last week, hmm? Talk to me. Fuck off." You turned to leave again but was stopped by Shinsou's hand on your wrist.

"I-i know, im sorry. I should have been a better...friend. Please, can we talk in private?"

"About what?"

"That's why im asking to talk in private. I cant tell you here or now." You wanted to embarrass him. Make him feel like shit in public just like how he did.

The two of you agreed to meet at your dorm room later tonight to talk about whatever Shinsou needed. You just wanted answers as to why he left you. You knew why but it wasn't enough. There had to be more.

Night fell and the two of you met up at your dorm room.

"Are you going to let me inside?"

"No." The both of you were standing outside your dorm room while Shinsou stood in the hall.

"Just- just let me inside. I can't talk to you about this out here." Shinsou hissed. He was trying to keep his voice down, it was the middle of the night and everyone was sleeping, but he was getting frustrated with you because you wouldn't let him inside your dorm.

"Tell me why you want to talk to me and then we'll go inside." You were stubborn but you were willing to compromised, you still fucking liked him and it was killing you how much you were willing to do for him even when he wasn't considerate of you.

"I...it's about Mekoto and I."

"Ok?" Shinsou inhaled and looked you directly in the eyes.

"Mekoto and I broke up. Well, i broke up with her." So that was it. He wanted comfort from you? Why would he think that you would comfort him after he ditched you?

"Again, ok? How is this my problem?"

"Can i please come in and explain?!" Shinsou was starting to get desperate. He needed to spill everything out to you.

"...fine." You moved to the side and allowed him to walk into your dorm room. The moment you closed the door to your room, Shinsou was on you. He pulled you into him and started rambling off about this or that, never truly stopping for breath.

"Shi-Shinsou, stop. Breath." You pushed him away from you. You didn't miss the sad look Shinsou had to him. He grabbed on to your hand and caressed it. He wanted to touch you, wanted to know that you were actually there. He wanted to do more with you.

"Yeah, sorry. I'm a bit of a mess right now." He squeezed your hand and continued.

"Mekoto is not my girlfriend anymore. I broke up with her a few days ago."

"Thats unfortunate." You moved away from him, taking your hand back. So he truly wanted you to comfort him. What a fucking dick.

"Yeah, it is. Can you please listen to me?"

"Listen to you? Listen to you? If you want comfort go to someone else. I'm not your friend, remember. You ditched me, go find someone else to fucking listen to you!" You walked towards your door to open it and push Shinsou out but he beat you to it. He slammed you against the door and held on to you.

"Please, don't kick me out. I'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry." He began to cry and tremble as he held on to you. Shinsou lost his chance with you and now you were going to kick him out of your life completely. He realized he ignored you, that he replaced you. He used Mekoto as an outlet for his pining. He was such a shitty person who played with the emotions of others in order to make up for the lack of romantic interest he received from you.

"What do you mean "break up"! Did this mean nothing to you!" Mekoto grabbed onto his forearm, nails digging into him. She was desperate to keep him with her. He was her first and in her mind, he was going to be her only. She planned out their futures together, everything, absolutely everything she ever did and wanted to do was going to be with him. And here he was, leaving her.

"Mekoto, please. Our relationship wasn't good, it felt wrong at times-"

"I-I FUcking let you cum inside me y-you dick!!! I let you touch me like no-one else did before!"

"Mekoto, please-"

"STOP! PleaSE STOP!! We were good together, perfect! I gave you my first...everything and now YOU WANT TO GO?! Hitoshi-"

"Don't call me that."

"WHY!? Why did you never let me call you by your name?! You call me by mines!?" He was everything to her so why...

"There...theres someone else." In that moment her world shattered. She wanted everything with him, but he never wanted the same thing with her.

"who." It wasn't question, it was a demand. Who was the unlucky person who captured Shinsou's attention. Why. Fucking who?

"...don't worry about it."

"I don't care, just tell me who it is so i can avoid the both of you."

"I didn't sleep with them. I'm just stupid and...they were never going to reciprocate my feelings. So i started dating you thinking that...maybe...she would... oouuuugggghhh. I really don't know what i thought what would happen."

"alright, well you can tell her that i wish her the best."

"huh?"

"it's an unfortunate reality to have to deal with you."

"Please...please don't kick me out... please y/n, please." You didn't mean to look at him as he cried to you, but you couldn't help it. He was hanging on to you, begging for you to answer back at him. You couldn't help but tear up a little. This was the guy you were pinning for since your first year at UA. Since you got to speak with him and truly see him as himself. That fucking smile that he gave you that made you heart skip a beat.

You grabbed his arm and pulled him up. He'd fallen onto his knees as he begged, his legs giving out under him from the overwhelming wave of emotions he was facing.

"please..." You sighed and closed the semi opened door, locking it.

"Get up and sit on the bed." He stood and walked over to your bed, the entire time his legs threatening to collapse under him again. You were willing to listen to him which was good enough for him. Once he sat down he grabbed one of your pillows and held it up to his chest. You hadn't given him any reassurance. He needed you. Is this how Mekoto felt as he just told her that it wasn't working out?

"Alright, here." You handed him a tissue box.

"Now spill it out." He inhaled deeply again and finally opened up.

"I dated Me- i used Mekoto as a way to deal with my own feelings." He gulped down the saliva that built up in his mouth. His eyes red and brimming with tears. If the situation was different, you would've have said that he looked pretty crying his eyes out for you. But you don't have him tied up begging for you to fuck him.

"I-i didn't mean- to use her like that and- fuck! I'm-" He struggled to spill it out. He needed to or he'll forever need to shut up and live with the fact he never told you.

"Goddamn it! Y/n, i love you. I love you! I love- please..." He held on to you again, He gripped onto you hard. Your wrist now bearing his hand print. You couldn't help but cry at the scene in front of you. The boy you had pinned for was now confessing his undying love to you at the same time he confessed to have broken his ex's heart. This wasn't how you wanted to get back at him, you didn't mean for Mekoto to end up heartbroken and miserable. That wasn't the point of having Bakugou help you play your game.

"No you don't."

"I DO! Please, Y/n. I can't i...i'm sorry, i fucked up severely and seeing you with fucking- with Baku- just- i couldn't deal with it." You didn't want to deal with this anymore. It was to much. You used your quirk to calm him down and had him fall asleep. You needed time to think about all of this. An escape would be useful right now.

When morning came Shinsou was alone in his room, almost like the events of last night hadn't happened at all. The only thing that made him feel assured that what he did last night actually happened was the weight that he felt on his back and head. His eyes felt heavier than usual and he could feel the stiffness of the tear tracks on his face. He lost you, what else is he suppose to do now.

"Mommmyyyyy...please..." You had Bakugou bouncing on your strap on as you increase the vibrations on the vibrating cock ring. His nipples were perked and a rosy red with his hands tied up.

"Does baby boy like bouncing on mommy’s cock?"

“Yeeeeeesssss~” You didn’t stay in your dorm last night but instead at Bakugous. You asked him if you could sleep in his room, which he happily agreed to do, and dragged you to his bed to cuddle with you. He was always cuddly after sex but in that moment he viewed this as a small victory. You came to him for comfort and safety.

“M-momm-yyyyy uuahnhhh, s-toooop thin-kking!” You regained focus and slammed your hips into Bakugous greedy hole. You pulled in and out at a brutal pace causing Bakugou to roll his eyes into the back of his skull. You made Bakugou stick his tongue out like a good little slut as you placed nipple clamps on him and yanked at the leash around his neck. You forced him to come closer to you, licking his tongue when he was finally in reach.

“Such a good boy! You deserve a prize. Do you want your prize, Suki?"

"YYEEEEEESSSSSS! PLEASEEEE MOOOOMMMYYYY!" You pulled on the leash again, wrapping it around your hand, and kissed him.

"Good boy." You picked up your legs and placed your feet flat on the bed. With the new leverage you started to slam your hips upwards into Bakugous hole, causing him roll his eyes back and twitch on top of you. His cries were stuck in his throat, incapable of being let out because of the pleasure that he was receiving from his abused prostate. The light seeping into the room from the gap in the curtains wrapped over both of your bodies. Bakugou appeared like a greek god, Apollo to be specific. Falling gracefully from the pleasure you were giving him.

You ran your free hand over this muscular body, caressing the dips in between each of the planes. It was a loving gesture, one that Bakugou couldn't stop relishing in. You looked at him like he defined your life, like you loved him. He pretended that just for a moment you truly did feel the same way as him. That you wanted to spend the rest of forever with him. He started crying, you looked so beautiful with the streaks of sunlight hitting your face. The way it illuminated your features and made you look ethereal.

"PpppleeeeaaaaAAAASsseeee aaaAAAAAAghhhh." He knew that the more he did this with you, the more he allowed you to fuck him senseless and made him feel weightless, the more you gave him the more he would fall into this delusion of love. He grabbed the hand that was roaming his body and intertwined his own with yours. He leaned forward, his back relaxing from the arched position it was in. Your hips still bucking into him making him blink causing the tears in his eyes to slip down his face.

You both were lost in your sex fueled haze that you didn't notice the time. Classes had already started and everyone was on a move on. Once the two of you finished, Bakugou wanted nothing but to stay in his dorm to rest. You told him that he could stay if he wanted and you could cover by saying that he'd gotten sick the night prior. He thanked you for the help and you left to the showers.

The women's bathroom was eerily silent, usually you would find music playing and idle chit chat. Since everyone was already in class, you were left to do as you wish in the large space. You began to undress, washing yourself before going into a shower stall. You weren't paying attention to your surroundings when you all of a sudden felt a pair of arms wrap themselves around your waist.

"Bakugou, i thought you were-" You turned around to look at Bakugou, but he wasn't the person wrapping themselves around you.

"So thats where you went." Shinsou looked at you with bloodshot eyes. He wasn't angry, no, the expression was more sad than anything else.

"I don't know why i thought i had a chance with you. You were always strong and powerful, makes sense you're attracted to someone like that as well." He didn't move and he made no effort to let go. Instead, he held onto you with an even tighter grip. He placed his nose on the top of your head and inhaled.

"What? Shinsou, let go. I'm not the mood to deal with you." You always dreamed of this. Having him hold you and show you affection in an intimate level, this was suppose to be it.

"Please...please tell me if you and Bakugou are a thing. If you are, then i'll never bother you again."

"Whats this really about? No normal friend would barge into the bathroom to ask a stupid question." he pulled back a little and looked you dead in the eyes.

"I thought i made it clear that i don't care about this as a "friend". I want more with you." He leaned down, the gab between your faces barely existing.

"I need to know."

"Why?"

"Because i don't want to ruin your happiness even if i wished it were with me." You both looked at each other. His eyes drooped while he looked at your lips.

"We aren't a thi-" He didn't let you finished. He closed the gap and kissed you feverishly. You'd think he had experience but the reality was he never truly kissed Mekoto. He didn't want that connection. Kissing felt too personal to him, but Mekoto begged to kiss him during their first time. He wanted this with you, a kiss that showed that he wanted you. The fact that you were naked didn't matter to him, he wasn't after some quick fuck with you. He wanted something long term.

"Please. Please let me be yours..." He was asking so sweetly, it was made your stomach churn.

"Alright, you can be mine Shin-"

"Hitoshi, please let me hear you say Hitoshi." Such a good boy, begging for you already. Making demands.

"Hitoshi, Toshi. My Toshi."

"Yours." You pulled him in for another kiss and had him walk into the shower stall with you. He was fully clothed, his shoes leaving dirty track marks as he walked in with you. He was desperate to find you that he didn't bother changing into slippers when he entered the dorms.

You turned on the water, making sure it was warm enough for comfort but not enough to burn. He wouldn't let go of you and kissed you even as he lost his breath. He wanted to keep that connection with you, not caring that he was getting wet in the process.

"You- look- cute- stop." You laughed as he parted away from you looking like a puppy who's owner just scolded at it.

"Your hair looks so cute like this." You lovingly ran your fingers threw his hair, scratching his scalp causing him to purr.

"My cute kitten." He shivered at the name. He pulled away again, gently pulling at his now flattened wet hair.

"You like it like this?"

"Yep." He looked at you and smiled. His eyes full with so much adoration it was difficult not to kiss him again. You didn't need to speak, he would do and follow anything you asked from him. He wanted everything you were willing to give. He just wanted to be with you.

"Don't change anything just to please me. Don't force yourself to do anything you don't want to do, ok kitten?"

"Yeeees." Shinsou slurred his words. The scratching of his scalp mixed with the hand that managed to make it inside of this pants was driving him insane.

"Mommy, please let me service you." He knelt down and allowed the water to hit his back. He grabbed your hips and pulled you towards his mouth. The first time he tasted you sent him. He's fully aware that your sex wouldn't taste or smell like cotton candy or roses but you were still amazing. You tasted so well it made him crave for more. He parted your labia and licked at you. You tasted great, so great that he buried his entire face in. He wanted to be closer, he didn't want to lose a single drop of the fluids you produced.

"Good boy Toshi. Why don't you stuck your tongue inside." He gladly lowered himself even more to reach your entrance and slowly introduced his tongue inside of you. The wet muscle moved around inside of you with fever. It felt amazing and with the amount of moaning he was doing, it only cause the vibrations to turn you on even more.

"Good kitten! haaAAAaaahhhhh." You grabbed the back of his head and pushed him closer to you. He clearly was losing his breath but he wasn't going to stop willingly. If he had to go, what better way than in between your legs.

You came and he drank all of your release. He rubbed your clit gently, helping you through your orgasm. Your legs shook violently and nearly caused you to fall onto the tiled floor. Shinsou held you up and carried you back to your dorm. Once there he tried to grab a towel to dry you off but you had other plans.

"Kitten. Get on the bed on all fours." He went to your bed but before he could do what you asked him to, you were already behind him pushing him down.

"Ass up." He slowly raised his ass but it wasn't quick enough. You slapped him, hard, leaving a hand print on his butt.

"I said ass up kitten." You hissed out.

"S-ssoorrryyy mommyyyy." You took the strap on that was closest to you and put it on.

"Have you ever used your fingers kitten?"

"Y-yyyyeess mommy."

"Alright, i'm not going to prep you but i will go slow at first." You lubed up the dildo and lined yourself to his entrance. He closed his legs together which wasn't going to do for you.

"Open up your legs!" You hit him again, this time on the upper thigh.

"O-ookAAAAAyyy!" He parted his legs now allowing you to see his cock hang in between them. He was thick and bit above average. You liked that he didn't hesitate to show himself to you.

You grabbed the strap and slowly pressed it into his star shaped hole.

"You ready kitten?"

"y-yeee-" You slammed your hips into him causing him to momentarily see white. He felt so full. The strap was big, bigger then any of the toys he bought for himself or the once Mekoto used on herself when he wouldn't get her off. It felt heavy inside of him but he also adored that it filled him up and reached beyond the point his own toys would get to.

"M-mmooo-mmy, m-mmyy s-to-mmach." He used his left arm to support himself as he used the other to touch his abdomen. He could feel a small bulge there and he began to croon. He loved it. He loved being so full of his mommy's cock.

"Awww, does my Toshi have a bulge in his tummy? Does he want mommy to fuck him full?" He nodded his head hurried and pushed back against you, almost if asking for you to go ahead and destroy his insides.

He was a moaning wreck underneath you. He took your cock like a good kitten, begging for more of it no matter how may times he's already came. You were now "balls deep" inside him, helping him milk out his most recent orgasm.

"You did so well, maybe you should get something extra for all of your effort." You pulled out of him, leaving him whimpering from the loss of fullness inside of his body.

"W-wha-t dooo y-yyouu m-me-an?" His eyes immediately widened when you turned him over and pushed him backwards onto the bed. His back was flat on the mattress with his legs apart and cock laying on top of his stomach. His cum was smeared all over his abdomen, the muscles creating this pretty scene of cascading cum trailing from above his belly button to the tip of his cock.

"I'm going to give you a grand finally to our "honeymoon" Toshi." He watched as you used your fingers to spread your pussy open, fingers wet with your own release. You were on top of him, lining yourself up with his cock to take him inside of you.

“F-fuck! Momm-yy, plea-se!” You plunged yourself on him, taking in everything he had. You saw stars as you started to bounce on his cock while Shinsou laid there gasping for air. You were so warm and inviting, tight. Everything was so perfect but he could already feel himself getting close to his end. He wanted to last longer for you. You were clearly having the best time if your life taking him in and out of you at a violent pace, but he just couldn’t keep up.

“M-momm-y. I’m go-nnnnaaaaAaaaa c- cum!”

“Then d-don it! Cum f- for me Toshi!” He came inside of you, grabbing you tightly by the hips and pulling you down onto him. He gasped and choked for air, you knocked so much out of him it was magnificent. Shinsou desperately searched for your hand as his back arched, wanting to pull you closer. Once he did, he held you in his arms as his hips twitched and buckled into your soaked pussy.

“I l-love you. I love you. I love you.” He chanted in your ear over and over again. It wasn’t how he would say it to Mekoto. When he spoke to you, he would say it softly, gentle even. Like he wanted you to truly believe him. Believe fully that his affection was true and genuine. With Mekoto, he would say it as she rode him in the backseat of his car, there was no emotion other then the lust for the actions they were both participating in. Here, he was telling you his deepest secret. He was yours to have and keep. To destroy if you so wanted to.

“I know…I-“ You took your time to breath in and out. Trying to get your air intake back to normal before continuing.

“I love you too.” Shinsous eyes filled with new tears. His chest started to shake as he pulled you closer to him, his grip firm around your body.

“Thank you…I promise to be the best boyfriend to you. The best…anything you want me to be.” He’s cried to you before. The menial things in life to the bigger events such as him transferring into the hero course. He’s always comes to back to you. Not because he’s dependent of you, but because you’re everything he’s ever wanted. His other half.

You both stayed together, bodies still connected and hands interlaced with one another’s. You both didn’t care about the world around you or the what would come later on after this moment was broken. You were both one. No longer friends but more then that. Both of you vowing to fight for each other no matter what. Your futures have never looked brighter.

[shotorozu]

i have a request >:)

todoroki, bakugo, and shinsou being extra clingy and protective after s/o barely escapes death in a fight :3

thank you! ♡

barely escaping death in a fight

character(s) : todoroki shouto, bakugou katsuki, shinsou hitoshi (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used, quirk not mentioned

headcanon type : fluff, hurt-comfort (x reader)

note(s) : i also got a similar request in my inbox so i decided to combine them together! (will be posting more because of the lack of content)

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todoroki shouto

i’m sorry about this, but he probably had a breakdown just seeing you in your state— i mean,, did y’all see how he reacted to the endeavor thing??

it would be pretty likely that he’d react that way towards you— but much worse. he can’t help but yell out your name when you get thrown onto the ground

his breathing’s heavy, and he can’t do much in the moment, because the main objective is to defeat the villain

after defeating the villain, and seeing that you’re still alive— is such a breather for him. it feels like he can finally breathe again

talk to him— it really does solidify the fact that you’re still alive

but he knows you’d need IMMEDIATE medical attention, so he immediately scoops you up, and runs to help

the entire time you’re getting patched up, he’s just going to be right behind you— resting his head on your shoulder, and he’s just going to breathe

as soon as you guys get back home, he’s going to keep you SO close to him. it’s almost uncharacteristic of shouto, since he usually changes his clothes before cuddling you

he’ll memorize your facial features, whilst you rest on his lap— wanting to drink in all of your details, in fear that you’d slip away again.

and then, he finally kisses you, but it’s full of want— and in desperation that you’d never be THAT close to death ever again

“that’ll never happen again, love. i promise you.” he declares, his grip on your hand tightens

in short; it’s an emotional rollercoaster. promise him that you’ll be with him, and that you’re not going anywhere

he’ll also be really protective of you in the next following weeks. glaring at anyone that dares to lay a finger on you

bakugou katsuki

he’s just so mad, well— it’s obviously not at you, but at the person that hurt you in the first place

and also at himself, i mean,, he’s THE BEST right? how could he just be there when his s/o got hurt??

his heart never raced faster than before, especially when he sees you limp towards him, and you’re barely clinging on

“dumbass, fucking watch your step. you don’t wanna fall.” he tries not to sound angry, but he is— and he’s hauling you over to get medical attention

“hurry up,” he impatiently states, even though the medic’s going as fast as they could— and from that point on, he’ll be uncharacteristically quiet

you’re reassuring him that you’re fine, and oddly enough— katsuki doesn’t say anything else. instead, he picks you up, and dashes to his room

he places you on his bed, and throws himself onto the soft mattress— pulling you into his arms and hugging you

“never do that again,” his voice shakes, hold tightening onto you, “you almost s-scared me to death, fucking dumbass.”

it’s so rare to see him like this, and it’s not everyday that katsuki trembles, eyes tearing up— yet, they don’t spill

in short, it’s very vulnerable— katsuki’s very vulnerable in this state, and you’re just lucky that he’s comfortable enough to be like that infront of you

katsuki is also yet again, very uncharacteristically nice to you in the next following days. you’ll never hear him calling you dumbass

shinsou hitoshi

he knows he shouldn’t, but he really can’t help but beat himself up when he sees you like that

like,, where was he when you were getting tossed around the city? he should’ve been there for you.

and there’s a part of him that wants to distance himself away from you, because he knows that he’s not the MOST physically capable, due to his quirk.

but he knows how stupid that is. he almost lost you, after all.

shinsou doesn’t even like pda, but he’s going to run up to you— hugging AND kissing all over you like it’s his last day on earth. inhaling your scent, as he rocks you back and forth

“are you hurt? how hurt are you?” he asks in a low voice, in fear that it would probably cause you pain

if you’re hurt, he’ll drag you to the nearest medic— or, if he thinks they’re too slow for his liking, he’ll patch you up himself

similar to katsuki, he’ll be quiet the entire time you get healed, occasionally kissing your shoulder in reassurance

if you’re not hurt, he’ll drag you to his room— finding his best sweater to pull over you, enveloping you in his sweater’s warmth

then, he’ll pull his blanket over to both of you, wrapping his arms around your torso

“you’re strong,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to your temple, “so strong. i’m proud of you, kitty.”

you also won’t be able to leave his arms for a bit so,, i hope you’re comfy in that position. because y’all are not leaving each other in a while

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[luna-indigoduh]

So I’ve kind of fell for no one other than Hitoshi Shinsou over my hiatus. Truly can decide between him and katsuki but anyways here’s a cute little fic for my shinsou loves. It’s pretty SFW. It hasn’t been proof read at all but I like it and I hope you guys do too.

Sleep was something that was important to you. You had always prioritized your sleep. Making sure to get at least 8 hours of it. It wasn’t because you were drained or lazy, you just found comfort in your room. It was the place where you could get away from everything going on at work or wind down after spending all day with your friends draining your social battery. How could you not love your bedroom? It was set up perfectly, dim pink lights engulfed your room as you laid comfortably against your silk sheet with your matching purple comforter as the sound of raindrops knocking against your window pane mixed with the quiet sound of your movie you were watching. You had done your full skin care and nightly routine. Skin moisturized with cocoa butter, face clean and bare and hair wrapped and secured neatly with your satin bonnet. Everything was perfect for your night of rest,but something was missing.

It was two Am you would usually be asleep by now,but right you were logging for something other than sleep. Someone actually. Your boyfriend Hitoshi Shinsou. The one known as the pro hero who never seems to get enough sleep Mindjack. He also just happens to be one of the main pros to handle the nightly patrols.

When you met the male it just so happens you met him during one of his late night patrols. Your friends had convinced you to stay out later than you usually do and do a little more partying. You being you thought you were way too tired. Eventually you opted to just take the train home. It wasn’t too far and you promised your friends that you would call them once you were on the train and stay on until you were home so it wasn’t a big deal. At least you thought. On your way to the train it must have been obvious how tired your body was. Eyes heavy. Sore feet no longer in the heels that now reside in your hands. All you could think about was crashing into your bed and never doing a late girls night out again.

That was when the purple haired tired eye male had noticed you. He truly hadn’t seen anyone that looked as tired as him before so he knew you needed to be home.

“Sleep walking,” The male asked, approaching you with a raised brow. Getting closer to you he was able to notice your beauty much more. Melanated skin that shimmered like a jewel under the light that the moon casted on you. How your lip gloss shined just as much under that same light that complimented the long lashes that emphasized your tired eyes. He was basically stunned by your beauty.

“Might as well be,” you responded with a small smile tugging at your lips that must have had strings connected to his heart cause he could feel the pull.

From there you and shinsou had gotten to know each other better. The start of his patrol usually started around 6 or 7pm. Around the time you were getting off of work. So you were able to talk and hangout a bit while he worked and strolled around the city. There were also times he would stop by your apartment to check in on you. Sometimes if he’s lucky you’d be just falling asleep, tired eyes opening just enough to see him climb in your window to place a gentle kiss to your head. Other nights when he just misses you he’d leave you a small note on your nightstand just to tell you about his night so far and sign it : to my sleeping beauty.

Those were part of the reason you put up with the lack of time you get to see your boyfriend after work. You loved him and he made sure to show you somehow. Sadly that is also why you were craving him at this moment now. You sat in your bed leaning against your bed frame with a small sigh. Your breathing was calm and slow as you sipped the wine that sat in your hands. You were doing your best to fight the way your eye wanted to give up and close,but you just needed to see him for just a bit.

You wanted to feel his soft lips that were accompanied by the sweet mocha and coffee taste of his kisses. You knew he couldn’t survive the night without some overly sweet coffee. You wanted to feel his rough calluses hands against your skin tracing and massaging small shapes into your skin as you let your dreams carry you away. You just wanted one time to get to rest with your boyfriend and you knew it could be tonight.

It felt like an hour had passed since you finished your wine and your movie had finally made it to the second half. You were sure sleep had won at that point until you heard the creek of your window. You looked over smiling tired to see your boyfriend climbing through your window with a smile.

“Hitoshi,” You said as excitedly as possible before hearing the male chuckle.

“Sleeping beauty, what are you still doing up?” He said walking over to you, kissing your lips. It tasted just as sweet as you imagined.

“I wanted to see you before you had to go toshi,”you said with a yawn rubbing your eyes.

All the male could do was smile as he looked down at your tired figure. Little did you know the male had requested to get off earlier. He had been planning on surprising you for a bit. He had hoped he could sneak in and fall asleep by your side and wake up to a surprised happy girlfriend realizing her boyfriend had slept over. Somehow you managed to ruin his surprise just by wanting to see him.

When he explained what he originally had planned you couldn’t help but kiss him every so gently knowing he thought about you. You finally get to sleep with your boyfriend. Well that was after you had him shower and change out of his work clothes plus the skin care routine you got him on. You still had to keep your bedroom vibes perfect. Once done he collapsed in bed with you. Strong arms wrapping around your waist as he placed gently kissed your skin. The smell of lavender, cocoa butter and eucalyptus taking over the two of you. Heavy eyes you both struggle to fight once hitting the bed starting to take over till the quiet male spoke rolling you over.

“Why don’t you let me put you to sleep, beauty

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[red-writes]

soft yan! shinsou x chubby! reader

summary: you keep receiving these letters in your mailbox from an unknown person, somehow you find yourself slowly falling for the creepy admirer until one day they decide to reveal themselves to you in the worst way possible—by looming over you while you sleep.

warnings: yandere behavior, insecurities, light smut.

Boo’s note: hi okay, this is dedicated to the annie that asked me for a shinsou fic, tbh I didn’t really know what to make it about bc u didn’t specify but here I hope you like it *^* uhh it’s also unedited im sorrrrry

Everyday at 7:00 am, the mailman drops off mail. Everyday at 7:10 am you’re rushing downstairs after stuffing half a bagel in your mouth to retrieve the stack of envelopes from the mailbox. The letters started appearing a month ago, pretty purple envelopes sealed with a cat sticker were amongst your mail everyday. You picked out the purple one and dropped the other unimportant, plain white envelopes on the coffee table. You took a seat on the couch and hurriedly opened it up.

My dearest love,

Last night I had a dream about you. You’re perfect face was smiling at me, you called my name and even held your hand out to me. You were so perfect I woke up crying. The more time that passes, the more I find myself falling deeper and deeper in the never-ending ocean that is you. So deep, so warm, comforting and gentle. Do you think that maybe one day, we could be happy together? That we could live a life together somewhere peaceful where you have me and I have you and that’s it. To me, that sounds like heaven, a world where the only person I only ever see is you. You’re my everything, my reason to live, to breathe and to continue living in this grueling world. I hope the rest of your day is good, I hope you enjoy yourself at the party.

xoxo,

shin.

After reading you couldn’t help the hard pounding of your heart, it was unusual yes, but you found his fondness for you quite endearing. You clutched the letter and held it to your chest. While it was strikingly odd that he knew about tonight’s party, you didn’t mind. Up until now shin had been harmless, never saying or doing anything too weird or creepy, nothing to warrant you to visit the local police station. You refolded the letter and tucked it back inside of the envelope. Instead of mulling over small details, you needed to find something to put on tonight!

+

The party was in full swing by the time you arrived. It was a charity event for the company you worked for, everyone from the hero deku to chargebolt was in attendance. Big parties like this were not your scene but you had to go, your boss invited you personally and you didn’t want to let him down. You took a drink off of one of the tables and made your way to a less crowded corner of the room. You took rare sips of your champagne as you sighed. This place was definitely not your scene.

“You look fabulous tonight” you hear from beside you, you’re quick to turn your head and your eyes lay upon none other than the mind-jacking hero, Shinsou!

You’re quick to bow, “ah! Mr.shinsou, sir, it’s an honor to meet you” you greet and he’s chuckling softly.

“Hey now, don’t worry about being too formal with me” he says, voice gentle as he rests a hand on your shoulder. Your face is burning, he told you that you looked nice! The number five hero just complimented you!

“Thank-thank you” you say and quickly take another sip of your drink to try and calm your nerves, “you look nice as well”

He gives you a genuine smile, “you’re so sweet”

You can hardly breathe right now, Shinsou first told you that you looked nice and now he was calling you sweet? Was this your lucky day or something?

“Well Shinsou I-”

“Oh! Hitoshi, I’ve been looking for you man!”

Chargebolt walked over to where the two of you were standing and wrapped his arm around Shinsou’s neck. He began pulling him away, going on about how ground zero almost slapped one of the patrons. Shinsou turned to wave goodbye to you and you did the same. Once he was out of sight you released a breathe you hadn’t know you’d been holding in. Tonight felt like a dream, you really didn’t want to wake up from it.

“y/n! There you are, I need to you take pictures of me and some of our guests!” Your boss yells and you’re sighing, downing the rest of your drink before you rest it on a neighboring table.

“Coming sir!”

well maybe you were ready to wake up from it now.

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The next day at the same time you retrieved your mail, you’d shuffled through it several times and yet you hadn’t found that signature purple envelope. The day after that and even the day after that one there was no letter for you in the mail. It stung. Maybe they’d lost interest in you? Maybe they decided that you weren’t good enough after all?

The sixth day after receiving no letter you’d decided to give up, it wasn’t like you knew this was going to happen. You threw yourself onto your bed as soon as you got out the shower. You’d been doing poorly at work lately, your mind too busy focusing on those purple envelopes rather than the stack of paper work in front of you. You pulled the sheets up to your chin and shut your eyes, praying that you wouldn’t dream of that person or their kind words.

There was an odd sensation you got, it felt like cold air was hitting your body. Were you still dreaming? You didn’t leave your window open. Your eyes fluttered open, your vision still slightly blurry as you came to. Your sat up and rubbed your eyes. From the corner of your eye you saw a figure standing there. Fear that laid dormant until now began to unfurl itself in your gut, you slowly turned your head to face it and there he was.

“M-mr.Shinsou?!” You whisper yelled, he gave you a soft smile and held his hands up in front of him.

“You caught me” he says and begins walking towards you, you’re scurrying away from him on the bed.

“Why- why are you here?!” you hold the sheet up in front of you like a shield.

“I felt guilty about not sending letters for so long..I made you sad and I couldn’t forgive myself for that so I came to make it up to you” he explains and your still sleep filled mind was struggling trying to comprehend his words.

“Letters..you’re the one who has been sending me all of those letters?” You ask and he nods, he takes a seat on the edge of your bed and that familiar pounding of your heart is back. It was him, the person you’d been longing for, for so long now.

“Mhm, everything I said in those letters were true as well, how beautiful I think you are, how addicting your personality is, how absolutely sinful I think your body is..” he whispers and you feel air caught in your throat. Shinsou inches closer and closer to you and in a flash of purple he pins you underneath him.

“Mr.Shinsou..-”

“Hitoshi, call me Hitoshi” he corrects.

His head slowly lowers until his face is millimeters from yours, his breath is hot against your lips and you can’t help but shut your eyes, you’d been wanting this- wanting him for such a long time now. Shinsou’s lips press gently against yours and you find yourself kissing back, your lips move in a glorious synchronous. The kiss was one of passion and hunger; proof that the two of you had been longing for the other. You pulled away from him, lungs grateful for the ability to breathe again.

“Hitoshi..” you whisper and Shinsou sucks in a breath before his hands move downwards to pull at the hem of your night gown.

“Can I?” He asks and you find yourself nodding. The number five hero, the man who has been stalking you, sending you letters that if you were anyone else would find creepy, the man you’d fallen for…

You raised your arms in the air as he slowly began lifting the sheer cloth off of you revealing your nude body to him. Your cheeks burned in embarrassment, your arms folded to cover your exposed chest.

“Y-you might be disillusioned after seeing me completely naked..if you regret choosing me to give your heart to, I don’t blame you” you shyly confess and Shinsou’s eyes widen.

“I could never, I've merely dreamt about this day every night for months on end...you are the most beautiful person I've had the pleasure of laying eyes upon.” He says, his hands gently pry your arms away from your body and you can feel hot tears well up in your eyes as he lays you back against the soft blankets.

His lips are soft as they press themselves against every bit of exposed skin, his kisses don't shy away from stretch marks or any of your other insecurities. A warm, heated feeling that blossoms in your chest. 

Love? Desire? Serendipity?

It felt like all three combined into one big ball of sentiment. 

His hands gently massaged your breasts evoking soft mewls of his name from you. His hands slivered downwards to grope the flesh of your stomach.

“Soft beautiful...” he mumbles, his hands move even further downwards and cup the warmth between your legs. The feeling of his hand directly against you has your legs spreading, giving yourself completely to him. His fingers gently rub circles at your clit, your hips stutter up into his touch, moans and whimpers tumble out of your mouth dumbly. The situation you've been so eager for, for so long was finally upon you.

Your back arches off the mattress as he slides a slim finger inside of you, the sensation feels much fuller than your own fingers do. You beg him to go faster, add more and make you feel better than you have ever before and he's shushing your lust filled ramblings with a kiss. 

“I need to savor this moment, I won’t get many more like this” he expresses and your concern is evident on your face but he doesn't allow you to ponder on his words. He adds in another finger and curls them upwards, pressing them against the spongy sweet spot, his head ducks down and his lips wrap firmly around your clit and suck on the aching bud. Your eyes roll back into your head and your body shakes, unable to handle to the newfound euphoria.

“Ah- shinsou! I’ll- cumming!” your cunt spasms around his fingers as your orgasm hits you, you grip onto the sheets around you as your thighs shake.

“You look so pretty like this, so so pretty” he compliments, before you know it your eyes are involuntarily fluttering shut. You're scared, panic fills you at the thought of him not being here when you wake up, you don't want this to be another fever dream. 

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When you awake the next morning you feel heavy. Your body slumped with the exhaustion of the previous nights activities. You're eyes widen as your hand feels around the bed, your fingers bump into the heat of another body and there is. The yellow halo from the sun is cast over his head as his chest rises and falls.

You scoot in close enough so that your noses are just barely touching. His eyes begin creaking open and purple gems meet your own.

“Good morning”

“Morning..”

Questions about what he meant last night could wait…you wanted spend your time right now loving him.

[makeste]

BnHA 323: “I Don’t Know How to Explain to You That You Should Care About Other People”

Previously on BnHA: Kacchan was all, “Izuku, I’m sorry.” Bakugou Stans were all, “[sobs for a week straight and tearfully awards him the Nobel Prize for character development].” Deku was all, “[faints in Kacchan’s arms].” Iida was all, “[trying to decide if Ochako genuinely tried to kill him a few minutes ago].” Horikoshi was all, “NO TIME FOR HUGS WE MUST GET BACK TO UA.” The civilians holed up at U.A. were all, “WE TOOK A VOTE AND DECIDED THAT WE’RE ALL GOING TO BE JERKS ABOUT THIS AND MAKE A BIG FUSS ABOUT YOU LETTING DEKU BACK INTO THE SCHOOL.” Deku was all “[stands there looking like he expected nothing less and breaking my heart more and more with each passing moment].” Ochako was all, “that does it, looks like I’m gonna have to do something about this... next chapter, that is.”

Today on BnHA: Flashback!Rat Principal is all “I just want you all to know that I spent nine million dollars turning U.A. into a giant Battleship-style grid that can burrow underground and zoom around in a giant subway maze because Horikoshi lacks a grounded understanding of both civil engineering and economics.” Back in the present day, Jeanist is all, “EVERYONE TAKE HEED, MY COMRADES AND I HAVE DEEMED IT EXPEDIENT TO CONVEY THIS AUSPICIOUS YOUTH BACK TO THIS STRONGHOLD. WE ANTICIPATE THAT WE MAY DEPEND UPON YOUR GOODWILL AND ACQUIESCENCE TO THESE TERMS.” The civilians were all, “NO.” Ochako was all, “EMPATHY, MOTHERFUCKERS, DO YOU SPEAK IT?!” The civilians were all, “oh shit.” Anyway so Ochako is a giant badass, but I’m a little worried that she’s going to get struck by lightning. Please come down from there.

so before we start this chapter, I would just like to apologize for having not posted the ch 321 recap yet, and would like to reassure everyone, and especially Iida who is staring at me with Sad Wobbly Guilt Trip Eyes, that I will get to that as soon as I can

OMG FLASHBACK??

yes please Horikoshi please show us more of class 1-A and their Deku intervention strategy jam sessions

oh dear

Iida you are too pure and good for this cruel world. [sprays the U.A. civilians with a water bottle] NO. BAD CIVILIANS! NO OSTRACIZING SCARED AND EXHAUSTED CHILDREN IN THE HOUSE

EXCUSE ME RAT PRINCIPAL WHAT’S WITH THESE MIXED MESSAGES

???

RAT PRINCIPAL: he’s free to return to us at any time!!

ALSO RAT PRINCIPAL: but it’s too risky for him to return to us

?? ??????? ?????????????????????

so now he’s going on about how strong the U.A. Barrier is, and how it’s comparable to the defensive capabilities of Tartarus. this would have sounded a lot more impressive before chapter 297 lol

OH!!!! HELLO, WHAT’S THIS!!!

A TIMELY CALLBACK TO A CERTAIN MYSTERIOUS EVENT WHICH HASN’T BEEN REFERENCED SINCE USJ? [U.A. TRAITOR MUSIC INTENSIFIES]

so now Rat Principal says he upgraded U.A.’s security systems with his own “modifications”, whatever the fuck that means. I mean look, I’ve been saying for a long time now that U.A. is the best place for everyone to hole up, don’t get me wrong. but that was mostly on account of there not being any other practical alternatives. but you’re making it sound like you figured out a way to actually make it Decay-proof or some wild shit like that

-- hold up, DID YOU ADD A FORCE FIELD. DID YOU TRICK THIS SCHOOL OUT WAKANDA-STYLE YOU CRAZY MARSUPIAL. HOLY SHIT. because that would actually be perfect

LMAO

WHAT KIND OF GALAXY BRAIN BULLSHIT. “NAH THERE’S NO NEED FOR A FORCE FIELD, LET’S JUST PUT WHEELS ON IT”

oh okay so the whole campus is basically capable of burrowing itself underground. that’s insane lol I wonder how they pulled that off. probably got poor Cementoss working overtime

blah blah blah so basically the entire campus is split into a grid and each section of the grid is capable of its own independent movement. lol this is just the Merone Base from KHR. you thought no one would notice this casual plagiarism ten years after the fact, but YOU UNDERESTIMATED YOUR AUDIENCE, HORIKOSHI

“joke’s on you imma just lampshade it” WELL ALL RIGHT THEN

“look at me I’m so fucking self-aware” fucking swear to god. I can’t believe this man is my favorite mangaka of all time smdh

“excuse me, I wasn’t finished describing all the rest of this bullshit yet,” Rat Principal breaks in impatiently. “we also added a steel wall all around the underground of the campus that’s 3000 steel plates thick. that’s fifteen fucking meters of solid fucking steel just fyi. and if anyone fucks around with any part of it the defense system will activate immediately! and also all of the plates are independently motorized, whatever the fuck that means!! in conclusion you’re gonna need a fucking tower crane to suspend all of your disbelief by the time I’m through with this paragraph”

“also Shiketsu is almost as reinforced as U.A. but not quite because we still had to make sure we were better.” but of course. and apparently the two schools are connected via a secret tunnel as Hagakure mentioned earlier

LSDKFJLSDKJFLK

“WAIT WHAT” LMAO YOU HEARD HIM, NOW INASA CAN VISIT YOU BOTH IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND TELL YOU ALL ABOUT THE WEIRD DREAM HE HAD. GOD BLESS YOU HORIKOSHI

(ETA: moment of appreciation for Shouto and Katsuki having the same thought at the same time and making Knowing Eye Contact and saying the exact same thing out loud in perfect unison like the best friends they are. what a blessed day.)

so Tokoyami is all “but wait if you engineered all this shit all the way back during the Band arc how did you even know that Tomura’s quirk awakening would become a thing, Horikoshi -- uh, I mean, Principal Nezu”

and Rat Principal is all “lol idk”

“basically I just woke up one morning and was all ‘say, you know what this school really needs? a fifteen-meter-thick underground steel wall, and the ability to break up into little pieces that individually zoom around wherever the fuck they want.’ jesus christ. lol if money and common sense were apparently no obstacle why didn’t you just teleport U.A. to the fucking moon or something. maybe I should shut up before I given him any ideas

dsfaelkjldkjgl

you heard it here first, folks, all of this cost a grand total of nine million U.S. dollars. well technically it cost “more than” nine million dollars. never has that distinction been more important lmao. are we sure this barrier was really made of steel and not cardboard? who the hell sold it to them, Ea-Nasir??

this is my favorite manga series of all time. yes I am ashamed

“in conclusion please do your best to reach Deku-kun” SO WHAT WAS ALL THAT NONSENSE ABOUT IT BEING TOO RISKY THEN. anyway thank you for this super informative and edifying flashback, Horikoshi. I will cherish it always. I don’t even want to read another translation of this absurdity lmao, there’s something special about it just the way it is. pretty sure Horikoshi just had a cracked out fever dream one night and transferred it to the pages of the manga verbatim

anyway so back to the unruly mob

not their finest moment. please excuse me while I cover poor Deku’s ears and give him a good shoosh pap

oh wow the parents are out here too

is Mitsuki trying to hold Inko back?? that’s the last thing this fandom needs right now is more Mitsuki discourse fffwlkjs. and even Jiroudad, scientifically proven to be the best dad in all of BnHA, is just standing there silently looking vaguely unhappy. way to rise to the moment you guys

MONOMA

so this settles it for me that Aizawa is not at UA. I know a lot of people have been wondering about his whereabouts, and if I had to wager a guess it would be that something happened with Shirakumo/Kurogiri. I can’t think of anything else -- even the loss of an eye and a limb -- that would keep him from his kids at a time like this

anyway but this is excellent Monoma content right here though. I love that he apparently adopted Eri after a single interaction with her. also WHERE IS SHINSOU DAMMIT. THE PEOPLE NEED TO KNOW

and Kouta’s there too looking like he wants to run over to Deku but Ragdoll won’t let him :/

it’s gotta be pretty upsetting for him to see his hero like this and not having anyone stand up for him. [taps megaphone] IS THIS THING ON. OKAY YEAH IT SEEMS TO BE WORKING. AHEM. PAGING URARAKA OCHAKO. GONNA NEED YOU TO GET OVER HERE ALREADY AND MAKE THAT BIG DRAMATIC SPEECH WHICH YOU ARE CLEARLY DYING TO MAKE. IF YOU DON’T DO IT SOON I’M GONNA HAVE TO STEP IN, AND YOU REALLY DON’T WANT ME TO DO THAT SINCE MY SPEECH WILL NOT BE VERY GOOD OR INSPIRING, AND WILL PROBABLY JUST CONSIST OF “HELLO, YOU ARE ALL STUPID, PLEASE SHUT UP AND GO AWAY”

so now Mic is telling them to calm down. at least someone’s speaking up here, geez

OH MY GOD

MY MAN JEANIST OUT HERE DOING WHAT HE DOES BEST: MAKING EVERYONE FEEL GUILTY AND JUDGED

OH MY GOD HE IS GIVING SUCH A LONG AND BORING SPEECH LMAO IS YOUR STRATEGY TO PUT THEM ALL TO SLEEP OR WHAT

truly in awe of this man’s ability to take messages which could easily be conveyed in ELI5-speak, and stubbornly convert them into incomprehensible language the likes of which you need a graduate degree in order to understand

“hey guys, so originally our plan was to use Deku as bait for the villains, but that didn’t really work and also we realized it was kinda dumb and was probably gonna get him killed, so we brought him back here instead.” was that really so hard, Jeanist. also are we all really just gonna sit back here and watch Jeanist take full credit for Bakugou’s plan just like that lmao

(ETA:

WHERE DID ENDEAVOR GO AND WHO IS THIS DIABOLICAL MASTER OF DISGUISE. lol I genuinely didn’t notice this because I was too busy digging through thesauruses trying to rewrite Jeanist’s speech; many thanks to @class1akids​ for pointing it out and making my day immeasurably better. take it easy there Dick Tracy.)

“anyway so please stop being dicks and let him fucking rest so he can save all your ungrateful asses” what an impassioned and inspiring plea. time to see if the masses will listen to reason

narrator: they did not listen to reason

oh my god finally Ochako is doing something. YEAH OCHAKO WOOOO SHOW THEM HOW IT’S DONE

hmm

this entire chapter is truly and utterly nonsensical to me lol

(ETA: on my second readthrough I’m fucking dying at how she stole the megaphone right out of Mic’s hand lmao. and how Kacchan is all “fuck yeah nothing I appreciate more than some quality fucking larceny.”)

oh I see she was jumping on top of the main building so as to scream down at them all more impressively

“ANYWAY DEKU IS PRETTY COOL ACTUALLY, YOU GUYS ARE JUST MEAN” couldn’t have said it better myself Ochako

lol uh

gotta say I did not have “Ochako reveals the secret of OFA to the entire U.A. Citizen Clown Parade” on my bingo card for this week. it’s a bold strategy cotton let’s see if it pays off

SDLFKJSL

“NO, SERIOUSLY, HAVE YOU LOOKED AT HIM YOU GUYS. YOU THINK HE LIKES RUNNING AROUND DRESSED LIKE A RUSTED OIL DRUM?? HE DID THAT FOR YOU YOU UNGRATEFUL SLOBS”

so she is basically explaining the entire Deku Angst arc to them and explaining what a good and selfless protagonist Deku is, YES, PREACH

OMG IT’S THE GIGANTIC FOX LADY

not to insinuate anything, but what exactly were you doing standing out here with the hysterical mob, Gigantic Fox Lady? you’re better than that

-- KACCHAN SIGHTING!!

sdlkfjl. thanks for weighing in with that helpful and important observation. where have you been for the last five minutes. were you asleep. was it Jeanist’s speech

never mind, now he’s yelling at the civilians so I instantly forgive him

THE FUTURE NUMBER ONE HERO, EVERYONE. THANK YOU, THANK YOU. HE’LL BE HERE ALL WEEK

“anyway so I’m just going to end the chapter here” lmao seventeen pages truly do go by so fast. at least he didn’t try to force in a cliffhanger at the end this time. dare I say, growth

so I guess the civilians are either gonna have a Kamino and/or Fukuoka-esque moment where they remember how to be decent people and apologize to this poor young man, or else they’ll remain unpersuaded, and so Kacchan will have to knock a few of their heads around until they become more inclined to be reasonable. either option is fine by me lol