#shoji x y/n

[mytheoristavenue]

MHA Mezo Shoji x Reader - Make Believe - VI

Summary: You ask Shoji to pretend to be your boyfriend for a dinner with your parents.

Warnings: slow burn, multi-parted, fake dating trope, fem!reader, suggestive

"What time does our train home leave?" He asked, pulling out his phone in preparation for your response.

"10:15, why?" you replied, slightly annoyed that he'd interupted your conversation with your family, still feeling raw from earlier.

He then clicked on the screen of his phone, showing it to you, displaying '10:35'. Your heart dropped and you gasped, jumping up from the table. "We gotta go!" you exclaimed, realizing that the slight rumble you'd felt minutes earlier was the train passing by. You weren't kidding when you said you didn't even notice the noise anymore, Shoji thought.

"Go where, honey?" your mom frantically asked, jumping up with you and following you as your searched for your bag.

"The station, we missed our train!" you shout, irrationally thinking if you just ran really fast, you could catch up to it.

"Oh, honey, I'm sorry." Your mom soothed, patting your back as reality set in and you began to slow. "You don't really think you could catch it now, do you?"

"No, Mom, you don't understand!" you panicked feeling incredibly overwhelmed. "Aizawa's gonna kill us if we're not back, it's already way past curfew!"

"When does the next train leave?" Shoji asked, ever the cool head.

"I'm sorry, kids, but that was the last train of the night. Next one won't be 'til morning." Your mother answered, her lips flattening into a sympathetic crease.

"No worries," he said, taking out his wallet and counting what little cash he'd brought. "I think I have enough for a room for the night. Are there any cheap hotels around here?"

"Hotel?" she asked dumbfounded. "Why would you do that?" The hero was also dumbfounded, unsure of what to say. "Sweetie, you can just stay with us for the night, I promise we don't bite!"

"I wouldn't want to put you out, Mrs. (L/N), you've been so kinda already." Shoji returned, bowing his head slightly. "I truly don't mind finding soemwhere else for the night."

"Nonesense, I insist!" She persisted, patting his shoulder. "You can both just sleep in (Y/N)'s old room for the night!" You suddenly stopped your panic to slowly turn to your mother.

"N-No!" you blurted in protest before slapping your hand over your mouth. "I-I mean..." you thought, trying to come up with a lie. "There's only one bed." Surely, your mother wouldn't be comfortable with her daughter sharing a bed with her boyfriend under her own roof. To both of your surprise, her eyes softened and she quirked a brow.

"Oh don't try and fool me now," she laughed, standing up and collecting empty dishes from the table. "You've been together for six months, living an hour away from home in a shared building with little supervision. I'm not naive enough to believe the two of you haven't shared a bed before." She said, tossing you a wink. "Besides, you're both eighteen, it's going to happen someway, I just ask that you be safe about it."

"Mom!"

"I-It's not like that!" you both protested, flustered to bits.

"Alright, alright," she said, chuckling at your reactions. "I believe you. But still, I'm afraid your out of options, kids. Shoji's too big for the couch."

"It's fine," he finally said, regaining his composure. "I can sleep on the floor in your room, I don't mind."

Something about the resolution tugged on your heartstrings. Was it guilt for his situation, or disappointment that a consensus had been reached? You rejected both ideas, telling yourself that you were happy with what was decided.

-----

The hallway to your room felt like it extended indefinitely, growing longer the nearer you got. Remembering what your room looked like brought you, even more, dread as he followed closely behind you. "J-Just keep in mind, I designed my room when I was like ten," you warned as you finally gripped the halndle, pausing.

"Can't be that bad," he reassured with a hand on your shoulder.

"Considering your dorm hardly has anything in it, I'm sure it won't be your cup of tea," you said, twisting the knob and letting him in. The interior of your room was entirely pink. The rug, bedding, and even the shelving on your walls were all varying degrees of pink. You hung your head in shame and embarrassment. "I planned on updating it but then we got moved to the dorms and..." You trailed as his gaze scanned the room.

"I see," he simply said, observing everything with expertise. "A little more maximalist for my tastes but it looks pretty cozy." he offered, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I appreciate that," you sighed, dropping your bag onto the bed and walking over to the dresser. "I don't think I'll have many clothes that fit you but I do have these," I say, rummaging around in the back of my bottom drawer, pulling out a pair of old, blue plaid pajama pants before tossing them to him. "They used to be my brothers. Don't think I have a shirt for you, though."

Shoji held the pants up to himself, examining the expected fit. A little tight, but most likely okay. "That's fine, I'm just happy I won't have to sleep in these slacks." He joked, looking up to see you piling clothes into your arms. "Want me to step out?"

"No, you're fine, I'm going to take a bath." you answered, kicking into a pair of rubber slippers. "You're welcome to go after me, but the hot water doesn't last long so we usually share water..." you trail, setting your clothes on the bed to pick out a towel for your hair.

Shoji could feel heat building under his mask as he weighed the options. On one hand, even though sharing bathwater is normal in Japan between family members, this case felt incredibly intimate in a way that made his stomach churn. On the other hand, the sports coat and turtleneck combo he'd worn all night did little to cool him down, and the collective body heat in the small apartment helped even less. "Uhm, sure." he finally answered, just in time to watch you slip out of the room, towels in hand.

Sitting on your bed, he continued to study your room. There was a shelf decorated with medals and trinkets, a desk with a chair that had a frilly cushion, and a net that hung from the ceiling, holding a mass of stuffed toys captive. He felt almost perverted sitting there amongst ruffled, blush-colored sheets. This was truly a girl's room, and he was an eighteen-year-old man inside it. It felt taboo for him to be there.

Just then, as his eyes continued to scan your room, they fell on a pile of clothes on the bed- the same one you'd collected earlier. You must have forgotten them when you got your towels, he thought, pondering what to do. He couldn't just leave you with nothing to change into. As embarrassing as it was, bring them to you in the bathroom would be the gentlemanly thing to do.

Gathering them up, he had the idea to fold them, thinking it'd be a nice gesture, but when he found a pair of plain white panties, he froze, dropping them back into the pile. Flustered, he scrapped the idea and simply bunched the outfit up into his arms and stepped out.

Quietly, he inched towards the bathroom door, knocking on it softly, before calling out to you in a hushed tone. He was afraid he'd be caught by one of your parents who might misread the situation. "(Y/N)? You forgot your clothes..." He trailed, knocking again, a bit harder this time. The door cracked open, the sliver of view revealing you, facing away from him. Your hair was shiny and stuck to your back and nape. You hummed quietly, raising your toes to the air to drag a washcloth over the length of your leg. You failed to notice the intrusion, which relieved Shoji as he silently leaned into the room, tossed the pile on the sink, and dipped back out, shutting the door behind him, making sure it clicked shut this time.

Trembling, he slipped back into your room, hand on his peck as if waiting for his heart to beat out of his chest. Part of him wrestled with the other, calling himself a pervert for looking, while also rationalizing that it was a necessary evil- and most importantly an accident.

Mid panic, he froze, hearing the door open, finding you standing in the doorway in button-up pajamas, none the wiser. He was a deer in headlights, waiting for you to scold him for peeping on you and preparing a rebuttal that mainly consisted of timid 'I didn't mean to!'s. Instead, you tilted your head, stepping towards him and setting the back of your hand on his forehead, pushing his bangs to the side.

"Shoji, you don't look so good..." you worried. "You're burning up, are you okay?"

"Yes!" he squeaked, a bit too eagerly before grabbing a fistful of blue plaid and slipping out the door from around you. "J-Just kinda hot in this sweater is all, I better go bathe, I don't wanna get all smelly in your room-" He continued to ramble until the bathroom door shut behind him.

"Well, okay.." you breathed, cocking a brow at his suspiciously. "I left you a towel in there!" you called out to him. It was so odd, you'd never seen him so anxious. He typically kept a cool head about everything.

In the bathroom, Shoji hyperventilated, still wired from the last few minutes as he eyed the tub of water nervously. Slowly, he began stripping, trying to ground himself into a calmer state of mind. "It's fine, it's just water," he reassured himself. "It was an accident and she doesn't know, it's okay."

Bashfully sinking into the water, he could immediately feel the tension release from his body, relaxing with a sigh, trying to ignore the fact that your naked body sat where his does now, just minutes ago. The water was still mostly hot, and he could smell your shampoo in the air, resolving to use it himself for lack of options.

-----

You were currently lying on your tummy on your bed, scrolling through your favorite app, giggling at the funny posts when you heard the door click open again. Rolling over, you smiled, expecting to see Shoji, but you immediately froze. It was indeed Shoji who had entered but you didn't expect him to be shirtless.

Your eyes blew wide and your face grew hot, unabashedly examining him. It wasn't uncommon for you to see him in sleeveless shirts due to his quirk. Seeing his toned arms were normal- it was his chest and stomach that caught you off guard. His hair was wet, sticking to his face and dripping at the ends, mask securely covering his lips. The towel you'd left for him was wrapped around his neck, framing his pectorals, luckily covering his nipples. His stomach was even more built than you'd imagined, tan skin stretched taught over rippling muscle. The pajama pants hung low on his hips, almost too small to fit comfortably, and leaving little to the imagination, while the slightest hint of silver hair peaked out over the hem.

"Sorry..." he muttered, scratching the back of his head, unintentionally exacerbating your discomfort. "My back's still a little wet and I couldn't get my sweater back on." he explains shyly, stepping in and shutting the door behind you. "I hope this doesn't bother you too much..."

"N-Not at all, I-I barely even noticed!"

[maes-chocolate-cookie]

can I get uhhhhhhhhm, poly tokyami and shoji headcannons (if you don't do poly it can be separate) with a male (if you wright not, if not female is fine) yn who acts so cute and sweet, but is a bit more cynical when they're alone. Like in public he's all quiet an gentle, but when they're alone he's kinda like bakugou. Please

warnings: none

Pronouns: gn

Requests: open

Tokoyami and shoji with a sweet but cynical s/o

Tokoyami

Wasn't expecting it but he's also not surprised by your personality changes

Ds is really surprised though

As long as you don't yell at him he's fine with it

He would help you if you wanted to change

Knows how to deal with your temper but he prefers to not to be around when you get angry at something

Shoji

Didnt expect it at all and is really surprised

Doesn't like your other personality but he'll put up with it

Knows how to handle it

He prefers to stay away from you when you explode though

He loves you a lot tho

[dancingbabya-notes]

Their name for you

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Your partner didn’t always call you by the nickname he has for you now, but there was a reason that he started referring to you that way.

Characters: Togata Mirio, Amajiki Tamaki, Shinso Hitoshi, Bakugo Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijiro, Shoji Mezo, Todoroki Shoto

!!!this version is fixed and has the rest of todoroki's part!!!

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Mirio

You simply shook the snow that was covering your wings and quickly melted sending a terrible chill up your spine. “Fuck it’s freezing.”

“Oh, come on L/N, it’s not that cold.” Yuyu laughs as she throws another snowball at your back.

Squeaking when the snow slides down your skin between your wings. “Yuyu!” Your quirk picked up making the immediate section around you colder.

Suddenly someone’s hands were on your shoulders. “Now Birdy, calm down a little bit. If you’re cold I can just keep your warm.”

You nearly shoved your classmate away with your wings, but the bandage that was holding two of the four in splints prevented that. “Mirio, I’d beat you if I could.”

“Awe come on Sunshine, don’t pout.”

Sighing a bit, you lean back into his hold. “Fuck off.”

“That’s my Birdy.”

You quirked a brow. “You know if anyone, but you called me birdy I’d probably get suspended.”

Feeling his chest as he hums you roll your eyes before continuing the walk to class.

Amajiki

“Y/N.” you whip around completely forgetting where you were and the pile of fabric that your classmates had stacked on your head to see how much weight could be put on your head before you stopped working-- which was a lot more than they thought so they stopped mid-way.

Your body teetered as you tried to adjust it, so you sat properly-- not a poor example of a shrimp while you were working on your projects-- and you also fell backward because a lot of the fabric was still attached to the bolts. Before you could fall back into the precariously placed bag of sewing supplies, arms pulled you up, so you were at least on the tips of your feet as Amajiki kept you from sustaining further injury than was allowed.

“Sorry Amajiki,” you chuckle a little bit glancing at the mess behind you. “Damn I could have sworn I told them to clean up everything after they were done.”

“Are you okay Lovely?” His face was red, and he would probably pass out if he didn’t calm down soon.

“Yes, I’m fine, but why the nick name all of a sudden?” you chuckle making sure you had a clear space to stand.

You could just see his head practically burning up from how red he was getting. “ I- I

Smiling, you give him a quick hug. “I like it, Tamaki.”

He stood there for a moment before pulling his tall form into a ball on the ground, incoherent rambling comes out, but you did hear a mention of your name and how he thought lovely suited you which made your ears burn as you tried to busy yourself with cleaning up the mess.

Shinso

He could have been stereotypical and called you “Kitten” or “kitty” but no. You didn’t remember a cat in his eyes, and no matter how much he argued that he was a cat person, your personality was not cat like.

“Puppy, are we out of the cat treats again?” Hitoshi asked one day while you were busy cleaning the bathroom.

You nearly took out the tub spout with the speed with which your head came up, recoiling from impact you fell face first into the cloth you were using to clean the tub. There was no worry about chemical burn you were rinsing the tub which made how you hit the tub spout even more confusing. Hitoshi runs into the bathroom to see what happened and if you were okay.

Although it was a bit strained you managed to speak. “Y-yeah we ran out a few days ago I wrote it on the fridge.”

Shutting off the water and checking the back of your head for any sign of blood Hitoshi groans. “Thats not important are you okay puppy?”

There it was again. You look up at him, eyes big as you point to yourself. “You mean me puppy?”

“Yes, you’re…

He didn’t get a chance to finish his explanation as you ignored the slight throbbing in the back of your head as you practically tackled him to the ground into a hug. Defeated and tired, his hand rubs your back as he doesn’t even bother getting off the still very wet floor, he’d have to take a long bath later and he’d be lucky if you let him have that long before you complained that you wanted his attention again.

“Yup, definitely a puppy.” he sighs, as you hug him a little tighter. It was a wonder you weren’t in any specialized field with how much strength you had, but it was mainly due to working at your family’s pet shelter and being the only one confident enough to handle the more playful dogs.

Bakugo

You’d called your boyfriend many different terms of affection depending on how you were feeling. But he very rarely used one for you. It didn’t matter to you because you knew he showed affection differently.

“Tsuki!” You shout from the second floor of your house, you both decided early on to buy a house and whoever wanted to keep it could not that it mattered he had absolutely no plans of leaving you alone at any time.

When you were met with silence you leaned out of the doorway. “Tsuki!” being a little bit louder.

Thinking that he was wearing headphones or something you were about to scream for him. Only for him to tap you on the shoulder. Nearly jumping from your skin, you leaned a little too far on the banister. His arm catching you before you can fall over.

“I just keep catching you don’t I, happy?”

You nearly narrow your eyes at him, but he just pulls you closer before kissing the top of your head.

“Happiness needs someone to be Happy.” he mumbles.

You smile as you hug him tightly. “We gotta replace the banister now, don’t we?”

“Yes, we do, the hell were you yelling about anyway?” he frowns looking into the room you were just in.

You pull him in and point. “Ah, um… we should probably call an exterminator.”

Midoriya

You roll your eyes as Midoriya was once again showing off during agency training, everyone was doing their best to get stronger and not everyone had the correct conditions to train their quirks-- you included, seeing as every time you tried to train you regenerative quirk you were practically grounded to the school. IT wasn’t like you didn’t understand why he was praised, there was more to it than simply training. But you still found yourself saying: “Congratulations do you want a cookie?”

Midoriya smiles as he pulls you into a tight hug. “Yes, I do Cookie.”

Your heart leapt a bit as he did this, but deciding to be a bit of a menace he bites your cheek. Pushing him away you huff. “That’s not sanitary I’m covered in sweat.”

Suddenly he was pushed off you. “For fucks sake keep your damn hands to yourself.” Bakugo groans as he nudges you a bit too.

Which was a bit of an alarm for you since he was not one to pull his punches with any of them. You grab his arm watching as he seemed to relax a bit. “How long have you been avoiding me Blasty?”

“None of your damn business mind reader.”

“Awe come on, Kacchan, Cookie is as sweet on you as they are on me,” Midoriya pouts a bit as he pushes against Bakugo’s still extended arm.

Bakugo rolls his eyes a bit as he doesn’t budge. “I don’t want any part of your sappy relationship.”

“Are you sure? Puppy would probably be much more excited if you were a part of it,” you tease as you wait for your quirk to stop patching him up.

Kaminari

Bouncing from one foot to the other you hated waiting for Power-loader to allow you into the lab, it wasn’t like you were banned from it you simply were given time limits. With your quirks it was kind of like a cooldown because who knew how dazed you’d be if you spent the entire day using your flame breath. Once allowed inside you zip from one space to another quickly grabbing your things and returning to your earlier tasks. Kaminari, who needed you to recalibrate his disk shooters.

“You look like a little bumblebee buzzing about.” He chuckles.

Pausing in your tracks you look directly at him. “Thank you for the compliment. Now put your disk shooters on my table space so I can start fixing them.”

“Of course, bumblebee,” He beams before getting hit with something.

“No. No.” You frown covering your face, because now your heart was in your ears. Great you’ll have to face the consequences of this later because this idiot decided to say something like that. Making fall a little bit more in love with him.

Hearing a sharp. “L/N!” before trying to clean up the mess you’d just made.

Kirishima

Since you had a harder time with Japanese than you’d like to admit so early on in your relationship you called your friend Kirishima “Edgy” because for some reason his name just made you think that was the right way to say his name on top if his quirk.

“Eiji, where are my extra weights?” It wasn’t uncommon for him to be in your apartment at any moment simply because he enjoyed being in your company.

He looks around. “Uh, I dunno Babe do you think you forgot them?”

“No, I haven’t even used them yet.” You mumble trying to think.

“Baby.”

As you pace around the mini gym you had in your apartment you look for the missing weights.

“Love.”

Not finding them in the closet you cross your arms.

“The light of my life.”

Glaring at the ground you try to wrack your brain for where you could have placed them coming up blank when your face is picked up and squished in a hand that was rather large.

“Rosebud.”

Blinking you look at Eijiro confused as you felt embarrassed for ignoring him this whole time before a sharp smile is in your face.

“You left them by the door rosebud.” he chuckles a bit before planting a kiss on your nose and pulling away.

“You’re the worst you know that right?”

He simply laughs before pulling you into a hug and preparing your face with kisses.

Shoji

Dating was difficult with your quirk. Eyes constantly glued to the ground and never looking at another if you can help yourself. So, when your current partner started referring to you by a pet name you couldn’t help but look up at him. Towering over you small frame as he crossed his arms.

“Stardust when was the last time you took a break?” Mezo wasn’t mad and you knew that, but your head hung down a little bit.

“I can’t remember,” was all you could muster before he plucked you up from your computer chair like he normally would.

Pouting a little bit, it was hard for you to even fathom why he called you this, even as you were being placed on the couch.

As if reading your mind Mezo chuckles as he pulls a blanket from the nearby chair. “I call you stardust because of the performance from school.”

“Huh?”

“Because the first time you really looked up your eyes sparkled like stars.”

You pull the blanket over your head not even wanting to look at him. “Mezo that’s not fair.”

Todoroki

“Sho?” you felt like every time you visited this man, you’d lose him somewhere in the maze that was his childhood home. Not that there were any happy memories left from the large place, but you found that for his other family members sakes he returned.

You were surprised by how accommodating the entire building was, though you had to gently remind yourself that not everyone was the same height as Enji. Not finding the dual quirk user anywhere near where you’d been, you began hunting for him. Because the moment you left without telling him first you could only imagine the problems that would cause and the abuse of money that would start.

As you looked around for your boyfriend you wondered about something for a while now, Shoto had never referred to you by your given name, he’d often tap you or stood behind you-- often giving you a near heart attack when you’d turn and almost smack him with your wing.

“Sho, where are you?” you call out a bit as you kept looking around.

Fuyumi waves as she notices you in the hall. “Oh, y/n I was wondering where were, have you seen Shoto?”

Shaking your head, you sigh. “I was just looking for him so I can let him know I was gonna head home.”

“Huh.” his sister crosses her arms trying to pinpoint where in the house her youngest brother would be.

Before you realize you felt the temperature change behind you seeing your breath a bit. “Oh there you are Sho.”

He pulls you into a hug and from how tight his hands were against you there much be something wrong.

“Hey? Do you need me to stay the night?” you ask as you try to hug him back.

He nods against your shoulder, and his hold gets tighter.

Fuyumi waves a bit. “I’ll make you some extra dinner let me know if anything changes.”

Nodding a bit you follow Shoto as he pulls you along his grip on your hand as if the moment he let go you’d disappear, but he wasn’t dragging you. Once you got to his room you sit down and hold your arms open for him to cuddle into you. Your wings going up to kind of create a slight separation between the two of you and the rest of the world.

“My love you’ll never leave me right?” he whispers.

You look down at him and hug him tightly. “Did you have a bad dream?”

He nods.

“Of course as long as you want me next to you I will never leave,” you state.

“Thank you my love.” He states.

Chuckling a bit you rub his back to sooth him a little bit. “Is that your name for me now?”

“Yes because you are my love.”

[frickingnerd]

being in a poly relationship with shoji and tokoyami

pairing: fumikage tokoyami x gn!reader x mezo shoji

tags: polyamorous, fluff, implied spoilery stuff (kinda?)

tokoyami and shoji both had clear similarities, like their mutant quirks or their desire to become a hero, but when it comes to showing their affection, they're quite different

shoji and tokoyami both care a lot about you, but shoji struggles to be affectionate towards you, at the start of your relationship

he struggles to fully open up to you, despite how close the two of you are. he's worried that you wouldn't like him if you got to see all of him. the biggest example being his face…

affection comes much more naturally to tokoyami however! he's the type to write you poems, buy you flowers and hold your hand when you're walking to class together

there isn't a lot of jealousy between the three of you, but shoji envies tokoyami for how easy affection seems to come to him

as much as you try to assure shoji that you love him no matter what, it's tokoyami who manages to get shoji to open up and confess why he struggles so much

after that point, shoji manages to open up more. he occasionally holds your hand in public and when it's just the three of you, he'll even take off his mask…

while shoji and tokoyami aren't dating each other, they are very close friends and only want the best for each other!

they would never fight over your love, as they are mature enough to talk about any problems that might come up

[shxtodxroki]

𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜: 𝙼𝙷𝙰 𝙱𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚃𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚊 𝚂𝚞𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚂𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚂/𝙾

Summary: How would the MHA boys take care of and look after an s/o who’s so sick that they can barely do anything without help?

Warnings: Mentions of throwing up/vomiting (it’s super vague but is mentioned!), mentions of anxiety/overthinking, mentions/vague descriptions of insecurity

Characters: Mezo Shoji, Eijiro Kirishima, Tamaki Amajiki

Word Count: 1.6k

♡ Mezo Shoji ♡

- I’m pretty sure that you wouldn’t even have to tell this man that you’re sick honestly, he seems like the type that would want to check up on you fairly frequently so when he calls you and hears the tone of your voice he’s immediately like “You’re sick. Relax and get comfortable, I’m coming over to take care of you” and heads straight to your dorm

- And take care of you he does, this boy refuses to let you lift a finger while he’s around and will do absolutely anything you ask of him (and even things you don’t, because he can tell what you need even when you don’t want to tell him because you don’t want him to work himself too hard)

- And no matter how much you insist that you’re fine and that he doesn’t need to do so much for you, he won’t listen and will insist that it’s no trouble for him to take care of his partner while they’re sick, and that he knows you’d do the same for him

- Of course, he’ll never do anything you don’t want him to. If you’re too nauseous to eat he won’t make food, and if you just want to sleep and be alone for a while, then he’ll wait in the common room and let you have your peace and quiet to rest

- But he won’t let you shoo him off just because you’re afraid of burdening him, he insists he’s happy to help you with whatever you may need no matter what it may be

- Need to eat something? He’ll prepare any meal from scratch that you want, making sure it’ll be easy on your stomach. Throwing up? He’ll hold your hair for you if it’s long enough to get in the way, and he’ll rub your back and help you through it as best as he can. Out of pain meds? He’ll head out to the store no matter how late it is

- His dupli-arms actually make it quite easy for him to take care of you, as they allow him to get multiple tasks done at once (brewing a nice cup of tea for your throat while also cooking you a meal, for example) and he’s never far from you for more than a few minutes at a time while you're sick

- His quirk also makes him really good at massages, so if your body is sore from the sickness he will happily massage you wherever you need, for as long as you need until you feel better

- He also does not care at all about getting sick, you’re more important to him and he will happily catch your illness if it means taking care of you and cuddling you until you fall into a restless sleep

- This boy is so good with his words when it comes to you, so even if you come to him crying and miserable because you just feel so ill and can’t do anything without feeling horrible, he knows exactly what to say to soothe your cries as he holds you while still validating your feelings

- Overall Shoji is a very patient, doting lover when you’re sick, and he’s exactly the kind of boyfriend you’d want by your side through your illness as he’d comfort you and get you feeling better in no time <3

♡ Eijiro Kirishima ♡

- Kiri is the type of boyfriend to get so sad when you tell him how unwell you’re feeling :( 

- It breaks his heart to see you in that much pain, and even if you try and sugarcoat things and make it seem like you’re not that sick, he’ll see straight through you and insist that he’d be by your side even if it were nothing more than a small cold

- He’s quick to cancel all his plans for the next few days, insistent on being at your beck and call while you’re suffering like this. Even if all you want is some time to relax and rest by yourself for a while, he wants to make sure he’s free and with your notifications turned up on his phone just in case some kind of emergency happens or you need him for any reason

- Now, Kirishima’s actually been working on improving his cooking skills lately by convincing Bakugo to give him some pointers and watching his angry friend when he does cook, so he’s able to make you the perfect food to ease your stomach!

- Homemade soup has actually become one of his specialties, so he’s more than happy to make you some delicious food to help keep you as healthy as possible during this time <3

- He’s also big on giving you massages whenever you mention how sore your body feels. He’s gentle and puts pressure on all the right places to help ease your pain, and he’s more than willing to give them as often as you want! He even suggests it if he can tell you’re hurting but you don’t want to say anything

Kiri's always found hydration very important due to his rigorous workout routine, so while you're sick he makes sure you're drinking enough water to keep your body hydrated. You're already suffering enough as is, don't need to add dehydration into the mix (especially if you're having trouble keeping food down)

- He’s another one who doesn’t shy away from cuddles and even kisses in the slightest, he doesn’t care about the risk of catching your sickness

- He’s lucky enough to have a really good immune system and rarely ever gets sick, but even without that he just can’t resist the urge to hold and kiss you whenever you hold your arms out for him <3 He loves you so much, he will literally never say no to physical affection of any kind with you

- If you start overthinking or telling him how you feel bad relying on him so much for help, he immediately shuts you down with a sweet kiss and some enthusiastic words of support and encouragement

- “Babe, don’t be silly! There’s nothing wrong with asking for help when you need it, it takes a brave person to get through feeling this terrible! You’re doing awesome and I love taking care of you like this, it’s literally my job as your boyfriend to look after you in times like this! So don’t let your mind tell you anything different, I love you and I wanna help!”

- He’s just the absolute sweetest and is willing to be whatever you need during your sickness, and all he asks in return is more kisses and cuddles when you’re up to it and feeling better :>

♡ Tamaki Amajiki ♡

- I hate to say it, but Tamaki would 100% be the overthinking, hovering boyfriend if he found out you were even just coming down with a small cold, so he is incredibly stressed when he finds out just how sick you are this time around

- He immediately begins to hover over your every move, constantly asking how you’re doing, if you need anything, if you’ve eaten or drank enough water, if you’re going to die-

- Safe to say his stress and anxiety have a tendency to get the better of him in these situations, and he admittedly can be a bit overwhelming when you first come down with such a miserable sickness when he realizes just how debilitated you are

- Inevitably, though, you reach a breaking point and ask him as calmly as you can in your unwell state to ease up on all the questions and constant fretting, as your mind simply doesn’t have the energy in your current state and his panic is only serving to make you stressed on top of everything else

- He really is a good boyfriend, though, so he’s quick to do as you ask and eases up a lot on the questioning and constantly hovering over everything you do, even if he is still worried about your health

- Once he’s stopped spiraling, he will notice without you needing to verbally tell him when you want some time to yourself to just rest vs. when you need to be held and taken care of, he’s incredibly perceptive due to his heightened anxiety so it’s easy to adapt to your ever-changing needs

- He is still prone to comforting you with cuddles if you’re open to it, though. Of course he’ll give you space without question if you ask, but in holding you, he can feel you - can feel that you’re still doing okay - and that comforts him as he comforts you

- And whenever you want him near you, he’ll wrap his arms around you and rub your back soothingly as he tells you how sorry he is that you’re in so much pain and how he wishes he could take it all on for you

- And if you’re feeling insecure or like a “burden” of any kind he’ll reassure you that he’s more than happy to take care of you, and that you deserve help and care when you’re feeling so ill. You don’t have to be strong in times like this

- Tamaki has a huge collection of tea since it helps with his anxiety quite a bit, he has every flavor imaginable and plenty of choices including decaf. So when you’re sick you will have your pick of the crop as he’s more than happy to share whatever you need. Rest assured, your throat will be soothed with warm herbal tea as long as your boyfriend’s around lol

- And even though social situations usually make him anxious, he’ll do anything you need while you’re sick. He knows it makes you feel nauseous to even stand up, so he’s more than willing to go out and order food for you or whatever you need even if the thought makes him internally want to shrivel up and crumble, because he loves you more than he fears others <3

- Tamaki may be a bit overwhelming at first when you get sick, but once he gets past that hurdle he will go above and beyond to get you well as soon as possible, he values you more than anything else and just wants to get rid of your pain as soon as possible :]

Request - @orangeishsstuff said: Hey Hun! Its been a while! I hope you're doing well and I love the way your page is looking:DSo y'know about me from last time I had an ask and guess what? I'm sick as a dog. I tried to tough it out for that past few days with some midol but today was the tipping point. I can't eat much without feeling like puking and I can't stand without feeling like I'll fall, I'm exhausted, pale, my hair is a mess,  I can't go to my classes, I can't run (very mad about that) and I can't do anything without feeling like crap. Last time I tried to get to class my parents stopped me before I could get out the door. I hate the help but I can barley do anything on my own. How do you think some of our fave mha boys would deal with it?  Specifically shoji, kiri, or Amajiki...if you are to busy rn I completely understand since it's flufftober but I thought I'd shoot my shot! I hope youre doin well!

A/N: I know this ask is from a while ago and I’m sure you’re not feeling ill anymore so I know this won’t be as comforting as it would have been at the time of you sending this ask, but I hope you’re able to enjoy this anyways! You’ve always been one of my sweetest followers and one of the only people I’ve actually gotten to talk to on this blog so far, so I try my best to get your requests written first even if they are a few months late </3 I've actually had this in my drafts for the past like 4 days just needing to proofread lol but this semester just started and it's already kicking my butt, so I'm glad I'm finally getting around to posting it! :D My requests are currently open, so feel free to send in any requests you have to my inbox!

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[koishiro]

Dating Mezou Shouji <3

[sexmusiccats]

MHA BOYS: MIDORIYA, IIDA, SHOJI, KIRISHIMA

Their Favorite Thing You Do

MIDORIYA

Midorya loves it when you laugh. He will take you on dates to comedy shows and things you find cute just to see you laugh. He likes to take pictures of you when you are in the middle of laughing. He and Shoto show each other pictures of you and Shoto's significant other.

IIDA

Iida loves it when you take his glasses off. If you notice they're dirty you'll take them off and clean them while he tries his hardest to see you. He absolutely melts when you take his glasses off to kiss him.

SHOJI

Shoji loves it when you give him hugs. You can't help it, he has the best hugs!! But it always takes Shoji by surprise when he sees you run up to him with your arms out. He still is basking in the fact that you're not scared of him let alone that you like him close to you. He really is a gentle giant.

KIRISHIMA

Kirishima loves it when you hold on to his forearm. He's a strong gentleman and when you do that he feels that way. He will almost literally bounce up and down in excitement and pride from you doing and his good mood will be ten times better (if that's possible). He will brag to Bakugo non-stop.

[vrisrezis]

Can I get some headcanons for 1-A with a s/o that loves flowers? Like they garden them and gift flowers to their friends a lot.

I’ve been loving your writing, keep it up 💘

WAAA <3333333

Izuku thinks it’s really cute, he loves receiving flowers from you. For your first date though, he was unsure if he should get you flowers or not, he knows you love them but … what if he gets really bad flowers?

Todoroki thinks it’s sweet. You remind him of a gentle flower, so the fact you like flowers so much only fuels that idea in his head. He gets you flowers for every date you guys go on.

Bakugou seriously cannot fathom that he’s dating somebody so different from him. His friends still make fun of the fact he’s destroyed many flowers without a though and you treat them like your babies.

The first time you gifted tokoyami a flower he knew he was in love. It was a black petunia, and it filled his black heart with so much warmth. He thinks it’s really sweet.

Iida appreciates any flowers you bring him. In his eyes it’s how you show appreciation and gratitude towards others so he always accepts your flowers in full. Mina always cracks jokes about how in love he is with you, to be so willing to cover his room in flowers for your sake.

Kaminari loves flowers too fun fact. His parents own a flower shop of their own, just a fun headcanon. Anyways, totally starts giving you nice flowers as gifts as well! You two are adorable :)

Kirishima gets teased by his moms a lot, because he literally calls them everytime to be like “y/n gave me another flowers” “AWWWW” he just starts gifting you flowers to pay you back for it but he cannot help but wonder if the flowers are even… good by your standards? Hard to tell.. honestly

Aoyama goes out his way to give you a rose, everyday. He starts doing this as a way to woo you, but it ends up just being a habit of his. And you as well to give him a pretty rose. It’s honestly weird if the two of you don’t give eachother a rose.

Shoji thinks your interest in flowers is sweet, he’s secretly fangirling over it. Also fan girls the first time you gift him a flower but he manages to keep his cool around you :) very hard to do though, believe him.

Ojirou doesn’t ever say this outloud but man he thinks you’re super adorable, loves any flowers you give him, even if he acts kinda .. shy about it. He ends up buying you a little flower pin for you to wear.

Sero is too nervous to buy you a flower that isn’t to your liking, but appreciates any you plant for him. Likes spending time with you by helping you plant, but he fucks up the process occasionally.

Ochako thinks it’s neat, she makes flower crowns with you everytime you guys hang out. It’s fun. Makes you a flower bracelet and necklace while she’s at it as well.

Mina always tells you how cute she thinks you are, she makes it a habit to wear flower dresses on your dates, just so you’ll pay extra attention to her and make her feel extra confident !

Jirou can’t help but feel like this is some delinquent x innocent flower person fanfic. Even though she’s not even a delinquent.. lol it’s the punk rock aesthetic isn’t it. She loves you very much she just can’t help but feel like she’s in such a cliche trope. She doesn’t mind though.

Momo has tons of money so she just… buys you tons of flowers. Buys you nice flower dresses (if you don’t like dresses then a masculine version lol) you two buy flowers for eachother a lot at this point lol. She also offers to help you with a flower shop, if you wanted.

Tsuyu thinks it’s sweet, always gets red in the face whenever you decide to put a green flower in her hair. She does the same to you as well, you guys are the cutest.

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Reacting to their S/O flinching

Izuku Midoriya

You and Deku were arguing about him breaking all his bones again. He told you not to worry about him but you couldn't help but worry about him. He is your boyfriend after all.

"Y/n you don't have to worry every time I break a bone," Deku said growing irritated.

"I have to worry about you! Your my boyfriend!" You said, raising your voice. Deku raised his hand to comb through his hair to calm down. On instinct, you flinched thinking he was going to hit you.

Deku stopped after seeing you flinch. "B-Baby...why did you flinch?" Deku asked, stuttering a bit. He was worried and taken back.

You slowly put your hands down from your face. "I-I thought you were going to hit me." You said, tears starting to fall from your face. "Hey, I would never hit you under any circumstances," Deku said reaching out to cup your face. You leaned into his touch, knowing he would never hit you "I love you so much, Y/n."

Katsuki Bakugo

Once again, Bakugo was yelling at Deku and this time you didn't put up with it. You told him to stop yelling at poor Deku and Bakugo said, "Maybe you should date the nerd instead then".

That led to an argument, you and him were arguing to the point you were yelling at each other. He raised his hand about to comb it through his blonde hair in frustration until he saw you flinch. Bakugou slowly put his hand down in shock. Did you really think he was going to hit you? That thought ran in his head.

He looked at your shaking form in front of him. "Babe?" He said, eyes softening. You looked at him, he looked concerned and sad. You never saw him so concerned about someone before. You brought your hands down from your face. "Babe..." Bakugo said as he stepped forward and brought you into a hug. He hugged you tight yet gently. You hugged him back putting your head on his chest. "Babe, I would never hurt you like that."

He pulled away from the hug a little bit to look at you. Bakugo kissed your head still holding you in his arms. "I love you, don't you forget that,"

Eijiro Kirishima

Kirishima lifted his arm behind his head in frustration. You cover your face with your arms while backing away. He froze when he watched you shake as you stood there in fright, fearing for your life what was going to happen next. "Love..." he said as he put his arms down backing away to give you some space.

After you calmed down, he held you tightly. "I would never hurt you. No matter what's going on, I could never hit you. I never want you to fear me..."

Kirishima said, still holding you tightly. You hugged him back before looking up at him. He smiled at you with soft eyes. "I love you, Y/n... and don't forget that."

Mezo Shoji

Shoji moves his arms to scratch his head. You widen your eyes and fall to the ground covering your face and head. Shoji eyes widened in realization and he starts to tear up at the fact that you flinched in the first place. "May I touch you...?"

You slowly noddded your head. He bended down a little and gently grabbed your arms, helping you up off the floor. Shoji pulls you into a tight and loving hug. He can feel you still shaking which breaks his heart even more. "Baby, please...I'm so so sorry I didn't know. I won't ever scare you again...I promise..." He said, still holding you.

You slowly started to calm down leaning more into the hug. Shoji nuzzled his head into the crook of your neck. You both stood holding each other for what felt like hours. Shoji slowly pulled apart from the hug. He cupped your cheek putting his forehead on yours.

Denki Kaminari

You and Denki were having an argument. Denki was flirting with Jiro, again, and you got mad at him. During the argument, he sees you being scared so he steps towards you for a hug. But you step back hyperventilating and covering your body.

His jaw drops as tears forms in his eyes, falling down almost immediately. He slowly holds his arms out while walking towards you. Denki grabs and holds your hand so softly as he rubs the back of your hand with his thumb.

His other hand reached slowly to the side of your face as his thumb rubbed your cheek. "I-I'm truly sorry you had to go through that...I would never think of hurting you. I love you so so much."

You started crying and Denki got more worried. "W-what is it? Are you still scared? I-I don't want you to cry...!" He said before holding you closer.

You shook your head. "No, It's not that. I'm just glad you are my boyfriend."

Denki's face showed relief. He smiled cupping both your cheeks. "I love you, beautiful." Denki said kissing your forehead.

Shota Aizawa

As he blinked, his eyes turned red. He closed his eyes rubbing them and his hair went back down onto his shoulders. Aizawa took a deep breath and he opened his eyes and looked at you.

His eyes widened as he sees you on the floor shaking and looking up at him with teary eyes. Aizawa's body tensed up and he looked back at you. He slowly knelt down and gently grabs your shoulders bringing you towards him.

He pulls you into a hug resting his hand on your middle back and his other hand on the back of your neck. "I'm so sorry, kitty. I didn't mean to scare you. It was an accident. I'll never do it again."

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

You told him that you want him to spend more time with you since he always comes home late. Keigo got irrigated at that. He told you that being the number two pro hero makes him busy and then called you clingy.

His wings flapped up high without him noticing. Keigo saw you cover your face with your arms, backing away. He scratched his head in confusion before realization hit him. He sighed and slowly reached for you.

He traced his hand along your arm and softly pulled it down from your face. Keigo cupped your face, peppering your forehead with kisses. He pulls you into a loving hug talking to you softly. "Babybird...I am so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. Don't worry you're safe. Nothing can hurt you. I got you."

Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum)

Taishiro lifts his hand behind his head, scratching it. He saw you duck your head a little and cover your face. He slowly lets his hand fall as his eyes go wide and his jaw drops.

He was shocked that you flinched. He never wanted you to be scared of him. He steps back a bit, letting you get some space. After you calmed down, he slowly and softly grabs your arm and pulls you to him.

Taishiro hugged you as his hand rests on the back of your head and the other on your back. "Hey...It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you, sweetheart. I will never let anyone hurt you again. I love you so much..."

[suvidrache]

Someone Like Him

age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.

Word Count: 533 | Read it on AO3 | Masterlist

Mezo had never known love. He had always been treated differently, ridiculed, and even made a child cry. Simply because he didn't look like everyone else did. His quirk made him look different. He hid his face. He wasn't going to hurt anyone else. He didn't want to hurt anyone else. He wanted to be loved and to be accepted. It didn't matter how close he was to someone. He wasn't going to let them see his face. He didn't want them to feel the pain of seeing him. He didn't want to hurt anyone again.

When you came into his life, he was hesitant. Sure, you liked him, but it was nothing more than a friendship. He was wrong, but he wouldn't be the one to make the first move. How could someone love someone like him? 

“Mezo, do you want to go on a date with me?”

“A date?” He asked, stammering over his words as he spoke. Surely, it was a misunderstanding. There was no way that you would go on a date with him. Maybe you were going on a date and needed protection. That had to be it.

"Yes, a date, you and me.”

It wasn't a misunderstanding. Your intentions were clear. Maybe it was some sort of sick joke.

“You don't have to go if you don't want to.” You said, trying to reassure him, that it was optional.

“No, I want to... I just don't understand why me.” He asked, looking at you, hoping for some sort of explanation.

“I like you, I… just...” you said, taking the time to think about your words. “I like you; I just thought maybe I should try to ask you out. I wasn't sure if you would be interested or not… I always wanted to be more than friends.”

You couldn't see his face, but he was blushing under his mask.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“I've never had anyone like me before…” He said, his voice trailing off as he looked away.

“You don't have to show me your face if you don't want to. It's okay. I understand.”

“Thank you.”

You both went on your date, taking the time to get to know one another better. He was still slightly apprehensive. You were both friends, and he trusted you, but nobody asked him out. No one wanted to date him. Still, you continued to go on dates with him. He never voiced his concerns because maybe it was an actual date. Surely, if it were a joke, it wouldn't continue on for as long as it has. It had been months, and you still showed love and support for him. You never once asked to see his face. After months, you were both alone. He finally pulled down his mask to show you. He wouldn't be surprised by your reaction either way.

His face was longer than most. He had no noticeable nose. He had scarring on his face. You looked at him and smiled. He blinked.

“You look beautiful.”

He blushed at your comments.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

He was surprised that you weren't bothered by his face. In fact, you found it beautiful. No one would ever label him beautiful.

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[sweet-honey-tears]

I Can’t Bare It

Greek god Au Shouji x GN!Mortal!Reader

Hello bees, I’m back. This was a request tho I kinda went wild and didn’t really follow the request. I’m sorry: I promise in the future I’ll make one that actually follows what you asked tho I hope this one suffices till then. I did this in one day, so yeah… I’m currently distracting myself- everything’s fine don’t worry.

Note: I bring up Shinso and his S/O I wrote about in previously. I’ve written other stuff following the Greek god Au, which is in my master list! And no, none of this is Greek Mythology accurate.

Warning: Mention of death, fluffy ending with a small bit of angst mixed in the middle.

You were a sun, a star that made his world all the easier to live in. How he ever lived so long without you hell never know. Or how he'll live without you, he can't imagine.

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“Please, I can't bare to lose them.”

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His voice was low. He was the god of mental strength. Warriors and mothers prayed to him in hours of need. To not become fearful or to remain strong through birth or challenging days with little ones. He enjoyed those prayers and wishes. Spying down as the young mothers, arms full of young ones, cried and clinging begging for more attention. There were myths of him coming down, helping a young mother left with 6 children, family gone. How he provided her strength by proving she was not alone, holding each child in his many arms and rocking them to sleep.

And then there was you. You prayed for the strength to continue your task, working in the small village as an unpaid “mother” of the many children with no family. There was nothing called an orphanage. Just the lonely person who took handouts and children lost from the many wars around the land. Never having the chance to marry and settle.

“Please, just more time. Please I don't wish to yell or scream, I want to give them the life they should have.” you prayed to Shinso and him, hoping for their wisdom and favor. Shinso, with his darling partner, watched you, both smiling sadly at your pleas.

“Shouji” the young woman addressed, “you should go.” it shocked him, to be told to descend to your world- to help. He wasn’t against it, yet the interference of gods where rare, incredibly rare. Yet one look at the god of the mind, and he left to your small home.

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The other gods could see the signs of Shouji's smitten actions. How he'd come down daily, help you with the many children, guide you, and provide the mental strength to continue with their cries

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“Shouji, you are the god of strength. Losing them and continuing will prove it.”

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Word spread quickly, as one onlooker witnessed the multi-arm god descend. And soon, the village seemed to honor you as nearly a queen. Even the leader coming down from his life of luxury to give thanks for your sacrifice to watch the many lost children. Whether the sudden warmth was out of the goodness of their hearts or to get on the god's good side, Shouji found himself caring less. The children were eating well, and you seemed to be aging backward as the stress of providing for them all alone slowly melted away as you received help. And yet, you still prayed to Shouji and Shinso, thanking them and praising them. Burning food, your portion, and always providing worship.

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“I don't wish that to be!”

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“Shouji…”

You were older, your body becoming slow and brittle. No longer able to keep up with many movements of children, and so your home becomes silent as your role was passed on. Your shaking hands latched to him, your body resting on his side and his many arms blanketed you. “I'm scared to leave. I don't wish to.”

“Neither do I.”

Silent tears rolled down your lined cheeks, the many bright smiles leaving permanent marks in their happy wake. “Thank you, Shouji. For looking after me and the children, for giving me the strength.”

“You were always a worthy cause.” his arms tightened as he watched your soul slowly slip from you, pulling downwards to the area of judgment. He whimpered, watching it slowly be dragged away..

“D-don't cry love.” your shaking hand went to his cheek, brushing over the scars that stayed there. “You will always be with me, no matter my fate.”

Tears fell onto your cheeks, as Shouji grasped your hand watching your souls get pulled away, the bright glow seeping past the floor and far beneath any worldly place to where your life would be judged, your body going limp.

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“Shouji! Stop listening to the storyteller!” you scolded, your youthful face angled down to a frown. “You always get sad and I hate seeing it!” he flushed, looking away from the storytellers he watched from above. Hearing their endings to the story as swiveled to face you.

“Yet they rose from their slumber in the land of happiness! Taking their place near their beloved!”

“I'm sorry, love,” he whispered, walking towards you to hold your smaller frame. You tsked at him, as a mother to a child, before smiling, your eyes so full of life he could drown.

“And that my children, is the protector of the lost youth came to be.”

The sage burned at your statue, your smiling face looking down as you held a beautifully carved child.

[mytheoristavenue]

MHA Mezo Shoji x Reader - Make Believe - IV

Summary: You ask Shoji to pretend to be your boyfriend for a dinner with your parents.

Warnings: Long, multi-parted, slow burn, fem!reader, fluff, not proof read, angst

Stepping into the apartment made it instantly clear, that this wasn't a birthday dinner, it was a birthday party. Music played from the living room and you could hear laughter and conversation from every corner of the dwelling. In almost every crevice, there was at least a pair, usually more, cutting up and reminiscing on old times. There were cousins here you hadn't seen since early childhood. What was this all for?

Shortly after entering, your mother abandoned you to tend to whatever was in the kitchen, leaving you and the tallest person in the house to fend for yourselves. "Let's go in the dining room," you said, grabbing hold of Shoji's hand and pulling him along.

He silently nodded, feeling eyes on him from everywhere. He did truly stand out amongst your family, who mostly had emitter-type quirks if he had to guess. He could always count how many mutations he saw in any given space- something he'd learned from an early age. It was a tactic of knowing who to risk interacting with and who to avoid. He found that mutated people would find him...less unnerving.

Currently, he'd counted two people with mutations, but they looked nothing like you or your mother, so he had to guess that were were related by marriage. One was a young woman with a round head and abnormally large ears. The other was a small boy with a slender, rat-like vestigial tail- both cases of small, some might even say charming changes to a regular person's anatomy. This made Shoji feel even more freakish as he ducked into he dining room, seeing a large percentage of your family staring back at him.

The feeling, however, was lessened by the cheering that came with you entering with him; long-forgotten aunts, uncles, and cousins excited to see your face after such a long time of low contact.

"Well if it isn't our very own hero in training!" one man chirped, raising a glass. "Glad you were able to make it out to see us, don't go forgetting about us little folks when you hit the big leagues!"

"(Y/N)!" A little girl came running up to you, tugging on your pants. "Do you get to fight bad guys?!" You laughed sheepishly, explaining in the best way you could to fit a toddler's understanding what your training actually entailed.

Shoji couldn't help but feel warm watching you interact with your family. It was clear that they were all so proud of you and overjoyed to see you. To his dismay, however, the distraction of your presence from his didn't last long.

"So, kiddo, whose this uh..." the man spoke up again, raising his glass and tipping it towards your guest. "guy you brought with you?"

Your cheeks flushed as you quickly clung to Shoji's arm with a nervous smile. "Oh, how could I forget? Everyone, this is Shoji, my boyfriend!" It wasn't lost on said 'boyfriend' how your tone had changed this time around. It almost felt genuine. Almost.

"Boyfriend?" The man, one of your uncles sneered. "You're too little to be having a boyfriend, besides, you don't want anybody distracting you from going pro!"

You laughed in response, failing to sense Shoji's discomfort. "Uncle, it's not like that! Besides, Shoji's training to be a hero too! We want each other to succeed first and foremost."

"That's enough, son." An elderly voice called from the end of the table. Glancing over, your heart swelled with joy.

"Grandma!" you cheered, dashing over to sit beside her, engulfing her in a tight hug. "I miss you so much!"

"I missed you too, dear," she replied with a kind smile, patting your back. When you pulled away,. she reached forward, placing her hand on top of Shoji's.

"Now don't you pay my son any mind, young man." She reassured, eyes darting over to the said man. "He's had a few too many." It was at this point your 'beaux' realized the empty glass your uncle had been holding had tan foam collected at the bottom. It was beer. "You know, son, you outta be a lot nicer to this boy, he saved little (Y/N)'s life you know?"

Shoji wasn't sure what he'd expected your grandmother to say, but that sure wasn't it. He saved your life? When? "G-Grandma-!" you stammered, cheeks burning. "You don't have to bore them with the details!"

"Oh, no, dear, I do!" She insisted. "Don't you all remember when (Y/N) got her license to become a hero? That test she had to take?" There as collection of hums and variations of 'yes' from the crowd. "Well, that day, she called me up and she said 'Grandma! You'll never guess! During the exam, I was stuck in this trap and that handsome guy I told you about rescued me!'"

You definitely didn't tell the story like that, you cringed. She made it sound so mushy, it was like that at all!

"I don't remember that," Shoji, glanced down at you with a curious smile.

"I don't either," you grumbled. "I didn't say it like that."

"No need to be so grumpy, dear." your grandmother said, placing a hand on your shoulder. "It's alright, I think it's a romantic story."

You couldn't take this suffocation much more, feeling more humiliated by the second. Suddenly, you stood up, needing an out. "I-I think I hear Mom calling me from the kitchen, better go see what she needs!"

Before Shoji could stand to follow you, you'd disappeared. He blinked at your grandmother, confused, who beckoned him closer and he stole the seat you'd sat in and leaned closer to her. "That girl is just head over heels for you, know it?" She smiled kindly. Part of him wanted to ask if she was sure, not feeling like it was possible, but the other part of him knew that was the wrong choice. "I haven't told her yet, but my sickness has gotten worse," she confessed, looking past him, following the path you'd taken. "I won't have another birthday party, this is my last one. We wanted to make it special."

"W-With all due respect, ma'am," Shoji swallowed hard, shifting nervously in his seat. "Why are you telling me this instead of her?"

"I just wanted you to know you have my blessing." The old woman smiled, brighter than she had before, cradling one of his hands in her withered ones. "I'm content knowing my little girl is in good hands." She laughed. "And she can be a handful, but from the looks of it, I'd say youve got enough hands for the job."

Suddenly, this all felt heinous. How could he lie to this woman after she confessed to being on her last bit of time on Earth? He had to come clean. "M-Ma'am, there's something you don't know..."

"You aren't actually together, I know." she finished his thought for him.

"How did you...?"

"Some call it telepathy, I call it an old woman's intuition." She chuckled heartily. "But I'm not worried, I can see you care very deeply for my granddaughter, don't you, Mezo?"

He froze hearing his first name while knowing for a fact you hadn't introduced his full name when you came in. Obviously, the old woman had a mind-reading quirk. He chose to ignore it in favor of the bigger picture. "I-I..." he stammered, unsure of what the answer truly was.

"Only someone who cares would put themselves in the predicament you're in, am I right?" she rationed with a knowing smile as she sipped a cup of tea.

"I guess that makes sense..." Shoji finally admitted. "I guess I've always liked her a little bit, but I never really thought I had a shot."

"You've got more than a shot, son." She finally said. "You've got a guaranteed bullseye. Now just promise me one thing and I'll let you go."

"What's that?"

A tear slipped down the woman's wrinkled face. "Take care of my baby."

"I will," he lunged forward, enveloping her in a hug. "I promise."

Part I

Part II

Part III

[faulty-writes]

Hello! If requests are still open, may I please request headcanons for Sero and Shoji with a very jealous, clingy, insecure fem s/o who's that way because her ex partner cheated on her ? Ignore Shoji if you don't write about him. Thank you 💗

[ I've never written Mezo Shoji actually, at least not from what I can recall. But anything is worth a try. ]

The first time he used his quirk on you was when you interrupted a conversation he was having with Ashido. You hated seeing how she made your boyfriend smile and laugh and had to put an end to it. But grabbing Hanta's arm while hissing out multiple threats wasn't the best idea and resulted in him taping your mouth shut.

He let most incidents slide thinking that jealousy was normal in a relationship, but noticing how clingy and worried you'd become when he wasn't around or talking to others concerned him. After a little investigating, he found out about your past relationship and how poorly you were treated.

"I promise, we can kiss and cuddle all you want later but...principal Nezu is coming!" you knew there were certain rules regarding relationships and dating at Yuuei, but this never stopped you from trying to show how you felt during school hours. Hanta on the other hand didn't want to get in trouble.

When you weren't in school, you were always by Hanta's side and on the rare chance you weren't you were texting him constantly. Many of your classmates and friends had tried to distract you or outright told you that you shouldn't be so clingy. But, you brushed their words off. After all, what did they know?

From time to time, you'd let your paranoid thoughts get the best of you and would ask or rather accuse Hanta of cheating on you. He noticed this usually happened when he was too busy to spend time with you. "Why would I do that? What we have is pretty great, don't you think babe?" he'd always try to reassure you somehow, but it didn't always work.

After you had gotten into a fight with someone else who was spending more time than you would have liked with your boyfriend, Hanta revealed that he knew you were cheated on in the past. "I know it's going to take a while, but we can work on your insecurities together, and just know that as long as I'm a hero, I'll never give up on you or us," he promised.

Mezo always put you first, especially when you began your relationship with him and he learned how poorly your ex had treated you. He thought it unforgivable for anyone to hurt or betray you, and silently promised he'd right the wrongs that had been done to you.

You knew that having a "hero" for a boyfriend would be difficult but you didn't realize how jealous you'd be when you witnessed him saving others and how they'd praise, touch, or flirt with him. But, you also didn't hesitate to walk over and bluntly state that Mezo was yours.

He noticed that at times, you'd go through extreme measures to be by his side. Like when you purposely applied at the same agency as him for your student internship. "You know, I'd be acting the same even if you weren't here," he told you. At the same time, he didn't mind the way you clung to him during patrols.

At times, you'd try to practice self-discipline. Instead of acting on your jealousy and insecurity, you'd hold it in. This usually resulted in you becoming a crying mess and Mezo having to comfort you. "Do you really think anyone else would want to date someone who scares children with his face?" you had to admit, it was nice knowing that you were the rare type that saw past his facial features.

On some days, you felt overly clingy and didn't want to separate yourself from Mezo. He would usually accommodate you by carrying you on his back with his tentacles surrounding you as a precaution. "Your weight feels nice on my back..." he'd comment, but he also found your overall presence to be comforting.

When your one-year anniversary came, Mezo decided to surprise you with a promise ring. "Just in case you need proof that I won't disrespect or cheat on you. That I wouldn't do anything to lose you," he said, slipping the piece of jewelry onto your finger with ease.

[dancingbabya-notes]

Your scars are beautiful

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Everyone gains scars; it's a part of life, no one is immune to that. From small ones that are barely noticeable to ones that signify or are a reminder of a very strong memory. A badge of honor, a reminder of a mistake, luck that no one else was harmed, or a bad memory. (PS the only reason I wrote this is because the most recent chapters I've read are rotting my brain and I sometimes think a little too hard about my own scars)

Characters: Todoroki, Mirio, Midoriya, Amajiki, Bakugo, Kirishima, Kaminari, Shinso, Shoji

Spoiler warning: there are spoilers for the bnha/MHA manga in Shoji’s part so if you don’t want that please don’t bother reading.

Tw: trauma, mention of falling from extreme heights, mentions of child abuse, mentions of abuse, mention of self harm, 

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Todoroki

Sometimes you would walk into your shared room with Shoto, he looks at his face so intently in the mirror. But trying to imagine him without the burn scar on his face was difficult. That was your only image of him since school. Today he seemed to be intently picking at the skin around the old scar.

Walking up behind him you put his hands down so they sat in his lap as you hug him tightly. “Sho, Are you okay?”

“I’m fine.” He states, his low voice not expressing much emotion but for some reason you just knew.

“Do you wanna touch my scar?” You ask, he blinked.

You were very protective of your own scars, it wasn’t because it was an old scar. It wasn’t because of anything sad, it was because you went too far. Like Icarus you flew too close to the sun and lost your wings. When it happened you remember him reaching for you and the pain in his eyes.

“Are you sure, my love?” He looks at you in the mirror.

“Of course, you always tell me you find comfort when I touch your scar,” you smile.

“No,” he shakes his head, his hand sitting comfortably in yours. “Just sitting with me right now is fine.”

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

“It’s an old story.”

“That doesn’t mean it can stir new feelings,” you offer, giving him a slight squeeze.

Shoto thinks for a moment, mouth opening and closing a few times as time seemed to stretch before he found the right words. “I know now…why my mother felt the way she did. But I can’t… help but feel I had been too hasty in forgiving her. Or… that I’m wrong for not forgiving… my father.”

You try to think of a good thing to say but you weren’t sure if your words would bring him solace or pester the pain more. “I think you need to talk to them again. While it may open old bleeding wounds I feel telling them how you’re feeling might help. If you want I can sit with you when you do?”

“No, I feel it will only cause me unnecessary pain,” he sighs.

“But emotional pain can come up later,” you mumble then to realize. “Sho, are you worried that we will be bad parents to our children?”

“Yes,” he pulls on your hand a bit, stretching it a bit beyond to position that was slowly making pins and needles prick at your skin.

“No one’s perfect, but all we can do is try our best and make up for the mistakes we make. If you want when we start a family we can go to counseling,” you suggest. “That way we can get a second option, you might also get some closure with the pain you feel regarding your parents.”

Shoto pulls you around to face him, kind of sitting his lap but with his arms around you instead of you’re around him. You smile as he buries his face into your hoodie.

“You always seem to know what to say my love.”

Kirishima

“Babe?”

Flinching you quickly roll your pant leg back down. It was moments like these where you wish the mirror didn’t make you feel so small.

“There you are,” Eijiro smiles as he pulls you into a hug. “I thought you were asleep or something.”

“I was just antsy,” you mumble. “Sorry I should have said I was in here.”

He looks at you and he can tell. “Your scars are making you anxious, aren’t they?”

You nod.

He starts peppering your face in kisses. “It’s not your fault, it wasn’t something we could help. Nurse didn’t know.”

Nurse. Without her you didn’t want to know what would have happened to you. Your hero career would have ended that day. Even the short month to recuperate wasn’t enough time, you still had nightmares, waking up screaming, and the phantom pains. The reminder was the scars. Why couldn’t you move past this?

“I know.”

Eijiro picks you up and sits on the bed with you in his arms. He kissed your face, but you could tell where he was kissing. He had a purpose. Your body was littered with scars, the proof of your life and the things you’ve dealt with. The thin one just above your eye was from when your brother spent a day drawing portals through the house and you had fallen through one out into the tree. The smooth one by your ear from a surgery that had been found to be unnecessary: the hospital had mixed up your chart with another child patient, your mom was not enthused.

The one under your eye from when you accidentally cut your face, having thought you put the exact blade down, you were lucky you didn’t get your eye. He brings your hands up and he kisses your fingers, the paper thin cuts you’d gotten from learning how to cook and other craft related accidents. A small giggle escapes as he looks you in the eye for a moment.

“You don’t have to do this,” you smile.

“But I want to.”

With each kiss you were reminded of the origin of the scar. Your left hand: a wet rock from the river by the summer house. Your right wrist: the bracelet you wore during a spontaneous rescue during second year. Your shoulders: the burns from an old mission. Your stomach: an inconsolable attacker. Every memory was fine until he kissed your legs. The perfect lined scars that cut straight accords your knees.

Your breath shook a bit as the tears started. You were so scared. Plenty of other times you’d been scared but when you couldn’t feel your feet or toes, or even just the pain, were the most terrifying two minutes of your life.

His hands touched the scar and you flinched. “I know that I’m lucky. So many people pity me now.”

“Who cares what they feel about your scars,” your boyfriend pulls you back into his lap, peppering the top of your head and your forehead with kisses. “What matters is you are here, you are safe, and the pain you feel will disappear. It will fade into a bad memory.”

“I know. But what if-

“Y/n, if anything had happened we would have figured it out. Okay?”

You nod. “Thank you Eiji.”

Midoriya

When you see Midoriya’s scars, the ones on his hands, his arms, anywhere you wonder, would it have been better if you realized and accepted your second quirk sooner. You had grown used to using the regenerative ability given to you by the monster that forced your creation. Body torn to shreds over and over again, everyone always talked about how lucky you were. But were you?

You could lose a finger and if you consume enough toxins you could grow it back without worry. Your body showed no signs of scarring, well not visible at first glance. You had one scar. It was small and you just knew it was a part of you now.

“Cookie? Is there something on me? Don’t tell me there’s another water-

“No, you’re fine.” You shake your head and you smile looking at your boyfriend. “Have I ever mentioned that you’re beautiful?”

Midoriya didn’t seem to know what to say, his jaw hung open as he quickly covered his mouth and turned away. You chuckle slowly breaking into a laugh as he blushes so hard you could see it on his back from his shoulders.

“Cookie,” he whines and you slowly try to catch your breath.

Standing up you smile before taking his hand and kissing the first scar you’d ever seen on him. “It’s true. I think you’re the most beautiful person I’ve ever met.”

You weren’t sure what it was but he pulled you close to him before kissing the top of your left ear. Which made you embarrassed, the only imperfection you had. A slight notch in the top of your ear. Like someone had cut a slice of it out. At the time you must have been no older than three or four, the faint memory of pain and then it ending.

“I think you are far more beautiful than I am,” he smiles before you push him away.

“Put on a fucking shirt,” you scold.

Mirio

“Sunshine, are you okay you’re shaking?”

Putting the pot down you think. “I’m fine though. Huh?”

Turning your. Hands over and over you did notice a slight shake, but that was normal right? Frowning it was odd when old memories would be triggered.

“Ah, I know what’s wrong.” You chuckle nervously. “I remembered when my mom had a hard time moving the pot to the table because she didn’t want us to burn our hands on the plates.”

Mirio was a bit confused. “Why did you think about that?”

You flex your wings and shift the feathers to the side a bit to show the one spot where only short feathers grew, it didn’t impair  your flying and you were surprised you could even fly at this age. “She dropped the pot, my dad was so angry he hit her and got me in the crossfire.”

Though you had a light hearted smile on your face Mirio frowns. “I’m sorry to hear that Sunshine.”

You wave your hand dismissively. “If I hadn’t witnessed that I’m sure you and I would have never met. Don’t apologize, it made me think that I hope my mom is in a better place, and I will be very very careful who I marry if I ever do.”

Mirio had thought much about how you’d grown up, it was partially because you never talked about it. He didn’t want to pry usually but he did want to know as much as you were comfortable sharing.

“How do you feel about scars anyway?” You ask.

“They’re proof we live,” he smiles before brushing his hand against your feathers.

You shriek, pulling away quickly and stumbling forward. Groaning you clutch your side, having effectively slammed your entire weight into the corner of the counter.

“A warning,” you gasp. “Please, my feathers are sensitive.”

“R-right.”

Shaking your head you start laughing only to be paused from the pain shooting up your body.

Amajiki

Your partner watches intently as you work. He always did this, because he said it made him feel better. Watching you work when he had nothing to do. Somewhere along the way of learning you had been given the task to create new things for uniform fabrics. He remembered how when you both met and you made him something only for him to learn how your quirk actually worked.

Your blood infused with fabrics could change them drastically. A fabric that couldn’t be cut with most known blades unless you bled on it. A super stretchy fabric that didn’t wear easily if at all, water resistant fabric, changing a fabric to be flame retardant. Your quirk was virtually limitless if you had drawn enough blood.

“Tamaki? You’re staring pretty hard right now, did I mess up the pattern somewhere?” You pause a bit confused as you look over the piece.

Chuckling a big he shakes his head. “I just thought you looked beautiful.”

Okay now you messed up, quickly switching off the machine you felt yourself gradually melt to the floor. “What did I do to deserve someone as kind as you?”

“N-no I’m the lucky one,” he argues.

“I’m not beautiful and you know that, all these scars from trying to figure out how to use my quirk.” You laugh jokingly.

But Tamaki grabs your hands tightly. “You are beautiful, scars and all.”

You couldn’t help but smile, it was a stupid smile that one only makes when they’re drunk on love. “You’re beautiful too Tamaki. As beautiful as the moon.”

His face quickly reddens, but he did have enough sense to pick you up off the floor. Your work space was a workplace hazard in more ways than one.

“Don’t ever say your scars aren’t beautiful, without your abilities some many more people would be in danger,” he huffs, his ears burning from his embarrassment from your earlier comment.

“Mm, I’ll try.”

Bakugo

Katsuki hardly cared about his scars. He took care of his body and as long as he could do his job as a hero who cared what he looked like. But usually he’d skim over his scars when getting changed and a recent exchange made him angry seeing his scars.

You were working like usual, heroes were still plentiful but the job was safe. Your hero costume featured a mask to shield your face from others. Only he and a few trusted people ever saw your face without the mask. So during the recent publicity event when someone chastised and scolded you for your scar Katsuki had to be held back.

“It’s fine, I’m used to it,” you had said, but you still cried yourself to sleep in his arms.

It was a scar that left you permanently inhibited, taking one eye with it. After all the healing you’d gone through and everything one person’s comment could still bring you down.

“Tsuki? Are you okay?” You ask, crossing your arms.

He scoffs. “I’m fine.”

“Tomorrow is the gala right?”

“Mm.”

“Would you be mad if I said I’d rather stay home?”

Why? He didn’t want to go, you didn’t, might as well.

“Then we don’t have to go.” He shakes the wrinkles out of his shirt before folding it.

You pause. “What?”

“I didn’t stutter.”

“I never said you did, are you sure we can just-

Katsuki stops folding the clothes and faces you. “I’m tired, so are you. Plus, you need a break from your mask. Whose fucking idea was it for it to be so tight to your face? Can’t even fucking breathe properly in that damn thing.”

You blink. “Wait, do you think I’m upset about what that person said?”

He narrows his eyes.

“Katsuki, seriously? I’ve had this scar since I was like five. Sure as shit ain’t pretty, but someone who doesn’t matter to me isn’t gonna make me upset.” You laugh. “If this hadn’t happened to me I would have never learned how to feel around for water and sense things with it.”

He smirks, pulling you into a hug. “Damn right. But we’re still not going to the gala.”

“Don’t wanna wear a tie?”

He didn’t answer you.

Kaminari

When you got married to Denki the first thing he did was make you cry. Because for some reason that was shut what he did. At your wedding in front of all your friends. Were you drunk? No. Had it been a long day? Yes. But somehow it was even more memorable.

Instead of a traditional or western “wedding” you both decided a small get together for family and friends would be so much better, on the condition your parents even showed up. As you looked at the scar that you both shared across your arms you couldn’t help but giggle.

“What are you looking at bumblebee?” He asked and his voice seemed to fall. “Oh.”

For Kaminari it held a different meaning. You were always so careful, it came with the territory of being a support item creator especially with a quirk like yours. Telekinesis could be powerful and used in many different ways but you used it both as a crutch and a tool to protect yourself. So when he saw that his mistake blemished your skin he thought “I just vowed to protect her and got her hurt.”

“I feel like it’s beautiful. Luckily Yoko could heal it up,” you smile brushing your fingers on your own scar.

“I’m sorry.”

You frown. “I like this scar. It’s not the first one I’ve ever gotten but it’s ours.”

“I didn’t know that knives could split like that if the wrong pressure is placed on it.”  He mumbles.

“It’ll be a good teaching moment for when this one gets older.” You coo brushing the hair from the child’s eye. “I’m sure Teru will think it’s funny how his parents share a scar. Though I think the story of how we met  will top that.”

“I guess you’re right. But I’m still sorry,” Kaminari pouts.

“You have more than made up for it, my overpowered pikachu.” You grab him by the face and squeeze it a bit before kissing him.

“Do you think Teru will get scars?”

“As he gets older yeah,” you nod, looking at the baby again.

“You’re happy with me right y/n?” Denki squeezes your scarred hand with his own.

“Of course I am. Accidental exploding knife and all. I think that made our wedding more memorable for me,” you chuckle. “I feel like it was my fault.”

“No, you can’t do anything wrong.”

Shinso

You smile as you finish giving the kitten a bath. Fostering the stray cats so they could be taken care of or at least fixed was probably one of the few things you were glad your house could accommodate. Which made you think about the first time things like this happened. Trying to help a stray dog which resulted in a nasty bite as a child. But regardless you got the dog to safety. Your mom wasn’t all that happy about the bite.

“Hey puddin,” you smile as the older cat rubs against your face. “You know where to leave your gifts. Hitoshi will be coming over tonight.”

You giggle thinking about the first time you met him. Helping out at your parents' rescue center Shinso Hitoshi came in with his arms and face bleeding as the cat tried to free itself of his hold. You damn near panicked because of it. Even laughing with him as you patched him up.

“Look we match.” He joked showing his own bite mark wound.

As he walked in you held the now dry kitten, purring snatched the kitten from you and started taking care of it herself.

“Okay mama, looks like my job is done.” You roll your eyes about to wash your hands.

“Was there any trouble?” Hitoshi asks puttting the groceries down.

“No, I just thought about how I met you.” You hum.

Hitoshi thinks for a moment and nods. “Oh, well I’m glad we match. Doing stuff like this would be hard otherwise.”

You look at the scars you both bear, if not for these you might never have met your best friend.

Shoji

When you met Shoji you had never expected it to be through your quirk. The ability to walk through people’s dreams and exist in that separate space. He’s much taller than you so even if your eyes weren’t glued to the floor you wouldn’t have usually made eye contact with him. Once you spent more time with him you had wondered about the mask why he wore it, but in fear of prying you kept your questions to yourself.

You’d always lived in the city you read about the way heteromorphs were treated in rural areas so seeing it first hand through a nightmare of his. Made you hurt. People who thought they were better than others hurt innocent people, it made you angry. But as he lays in your lap sleeping after a long day of hero work you keep your tears at bay.

“Why is this coming to mind now?” You mumble.

Shoji stirs in his sleep, and you bring your hand to his hair, rubbing his head much like how he did for you when you apologized for your inability to control your own quirk. His scars weren’t what made him, and you were glad at least he could come to terms with it. But the people who cared for him— like you. Will probably always feel pain. Leaning down, you kiss him and he chuckles.

“Are you crying again?”

You sniffle trying to make your voice normal. “No.”

“It’s in the past, things are slow to go but there’s been change since we were in school.” Shoji yawns a bit before sitting up. “Aside from thinking about the past, what are you thinking?”

“How beautiful you are,” you hum, stretching up a bit you cradle his face in your free hand. “Because it takes a lot to be this beautiful.”

He kisses the inside of your hand. “Only you say things like this.”

“And you know that I mean them. Just hold me back after counting to three if anyone dares say anything.” You clock your tongue.

“Hmm, I’ll give you five seconds.”

“Truly kind indeed to couple with your beauty,” you giggle, bowing your head a bit. “I am not worthy.”

But he didn’t laugh this time, instead he pulled you into his lap and just held you there. He does take your cup away from you.

“I thought you weren’t supposed to be drinking coffee after five, stardust?” He frowns at the liquid and you avert your gaze.

“It’s decaf.” You lie.

He smells the cup and puts it on the coffee table before locking you in his hold. “I believe that’s enough ‘not coffee’ for one evening.”

Leaning back on his chest and looking up at him you still smile. “While your scars come from a bad memory I hope since they’ve healed you have a million more to make the bad seem insignificant. Plus I meant it when I said you’re beautiful.”

It was his turn to hold your face in one of his hands. “I know stardust. I know.”

[frickingnerd]

shouji confessing to you

pairing: mezou shouji x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, confession, 3A student shouji

shouji had waited until graduation to tell you he was in love with you!

he had loved you since your first year at UA, but he never had the courage to tell you how he felt about you

he had always used graduation as an excuse to keep postponing his confession

shouji always told himself he still had time to tell you about it later when you graduated, until graduation finally came along

a few days before graduation, he tried confessing to you for the first time. but when you stood in front of him, looking at him like that and smiling, he just couldn't get it out

so instead, he told you he wanted to tell you something important after graduation!

the day that the two of you graduated, he couldn't stop thinking about you

he knew this was his last chance!

so this time, when you stood in front of him, he finally pulled himself together and said out loud what he felt for you

he had waited three years to tell you he was in love with you, but now that it was finally off his chest, he felt so relieved!

what was even better was that you ended up feeling the same way about him!

you had planned to confess to him, if shouji hadn't done so right now

but luckily he made the first move and the two of you finally said out loud what you had felt for such a long time

[a-buisness-panda]

° . ● . ★ ° . *°　.°☆ 𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙨 1𝘼 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙮/𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 ° . ● . ★ ° . *°　.°☆

*Denki rushed into class and slammed the door open*

Denki: HAVE YOU HEARD THAT WE'LL HAVE A NEW CLASSMATE TOMORROW?

*All the attention was to him*

Uraraka: No, how did you found out?

Denki: I heard Nezu talking to sensei about it...sooo 😅

Iida: Kaminari, listening to others conversations is very unpolite and a bad habit 👋👋👋

Denki: Chill out prez, l mean he will tell us anyway so it's not a big deal

Mina: He's right here. So, it's a girl or a guy 😀

Denki: ldk, they didn't mentioned it

Tsuyu: Well, I guess we'll find out tomorrow

Mineta: Oooor, we can ask sensei 😏

Sero: You really wanna know, don't you 😑

Mineta: YES 🙂

*Aizawa walks into the classroom*

Aizawa: Alright problem children, go to your seats and-

Denki: SENSEI, WILL WE HAVE A NEW CLASSMATE?! 😃

Mineta: AND WILL THEY BE A GUY OR A GIRT!? 😫

Aizawa: Well, if you don't even want to let me get my shit together end explain...

The class: 😶

Aizawa: *sigh* Yes, we're having a transfered student in our class and for some of yours curiosity she's a girl.

Mineta: YES!!

Mina: Oh yes, a new girlfriend!

Bakugo: Tsh, just another extra....

Aizawa: Alright, alright, all I'm asking is to act like normal people for once and not like FERAL ANIMALS!

*The day went by and everybody acted their usual self, but still asking questions about this new student. The next day arrived and before the first lesson everybody was in their places waiting. Aizawa entered the classroom and behind him a tall, strong build figure following*

Aizawa: Everybody, meet Y/n L/n.

*You stood in front of the classroom, a serious look on your face. You were wearing the uniform which was combined with some of your own pieces of wardrobe: some tall demonias boots; black fishnets and black tight highs, one of 'em having a white print with the bones of the leg; a belt over the skirt and two chains to accompanies it; long black gloves also with a white print of the skeleton of the hand on them and two spike bracelets, one on each hand; under the shirt you were wearing a tight turtleneck that was entirely covering your neck and over it a spike collar and a necklace. You glanced around the classroom analyzing your new classmates. There was a pink girl with an excited look on her face, a very short guy giving you a very weird flirty look, a half bird boy looking kind of amazed in some kind of way and oh, someone guy with his hair double colored kind of like yours. All in all a very interesting class*

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So, l suck ass at drawing so you'll have to be pleased with this gacha character representation of how you look

Y/n: Hello everybody, my name is y/n l/n, I'm 17 y/o and it's a honor to be in this class.

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𝘼𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙢𝙖: She's for sure very interesting. I think we could make a pretty good duo with her tall and intimidating appearances and my shiny personality. We are for sure like two opposites and I think we can be amazing friends, cuz, well, opposites attract, right? ✨️✨️

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𝙈��𝙣𝙖: HOLY SHIT, I NEED TO MAKE HER MY FRIEND AS FAST AS POSSIBLE. 😳💕🤩 She looks like one of thoes Pinterest girls and you better bet she has a 🔥fire🔥 sense of fashion. She looks a bit intimidating but you better bet she'll be my friend, plus l'd die to get piggyback ride, she looks strong aswell. 😫

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𝙏𝙨𝙪𝙮𝙪: Wow, I think I barely reach her chest. She has to be at least 190 and I wouldn't be surprised if she was taller. She is pretty good at intimidating people too, I mean when she gave us that glance I kind of felt my heart skipping a beat. 😅 I wonder if she likes frogs tho.

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𝙄𝙞𝙙𝙖: I'm not the one that judges on a fight sight so I don't know what to say really. Yes, she is a bit intimidating....ok, a bit more, but by the way she introduced herself she seems like a very polite and calculated person. I'd like to get to know her better, she seems to be a very interesting person but that glance kind of send a shiver down my spine...she looked so serious it was a bit scary 😅

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𝙐𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙖𝙠𝙖: SHE'S SO BEAUTIFUL!! And I love her hair. I kind of wanted to dye mine half a color too but I'm not so sure about it but it seems to look so good on others. I wonder if hers is dyed or natural like Todoroki's hair. I love her style too.🤩 I wish I had the money to make my own style. 🥲 I want to be her friend but I'm a bit scared ngl. 😅

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𝙊𝙞𝙟𝙞𝙧𝙤: Holy fuck, she's tall. 😰 And she looks kinda scary. I kind of want to get to know her better but I feel like if I make any wrong move the only person I'd get to know better is God. She looks cool tho, a bit too cool to hang out with someone as plain and boring as me.

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𝘿𝙚𝙣𝙠𝙞: BEST. DAY. EVER.😭 You mean to tell me that I get to know AND be in the same class with a goth chick, umm...YES SIR.😃 I wonder if she'd be interested in a guy so different than her tho... And I better watch what I say, she looks like she could snap my spine like a pencil 😅😅

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𝙆𝙞𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙢𝙖: I have never felt such a sudden urge to call a girl "sir". 😭 She looks so strong and well built and the height is just an advantage. I love her style too, it looks very manly🤩 and I wouldn't be surprised if thoes scars on her face would be from fighting bears in the forest. She seems like she'd make a great gym bro. I need to ask her what gym she goes to. 🤨

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𝙆𝙤𝙙𝙖: Well, she kind of scares me, ngl. She doesn't look very friendly either. I mean I wouldn't say no if she asked me to be friends but for sure I won't make the first move, for sure. 😣

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𝙎𝙖𝙩𝙤: I like her. She really doesn't seem like the kind of person who would judge other people. I wonder if she likes candies; I could bake something for her to make her feel more welcomed 😊

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𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙟𝙞: I am kind of left speechless. 😶 I think she's the first girl close to my age that is so much taller than me. She has to be 1.97 at least. And she looks very strong aswell. I kind of want her to pick me up but I know it would be weird as shit to ask someone you don't even know that kind of request. 😅

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𝙅𝙞𝙧𝙤𝙪: She looks so awesome! Man, I want to get to know her better. I hope she thinks I'm cool aswell. 🤞 I'd like to know what songs she likes, maybe I can make her a playlist. I just hope she doesn't think it's lame or something.

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𝙎𝙚𝙧𝙤: I don't understand people who dress up like this; like where are your parents, where do you live, what's your number, are you single, are you free tomorrow. 😫 I want to ask her so many things. She looks so badass, I wouldn't be surprised if she had some tattoos aswell.

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𝙏𝙤𝙠𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙢𝙞: She seems very interesting. The white hair gives her kind of a tragic charisma, an appart mysterious air that can be easily put in relief by her scars. She seems like the kind of person that the more you know about the more mysterious becomes, like a labyrinth.

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𝙏𝙤𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙤𝙠𝙞: I like her hair; maybe because it's similar to mine. I'm kind of curios about her scars too....maybe because it reminds me of mine aswell. 😐 She seems peaceful tho, like a quiet kind of person. But I need to ask her about her hair...we can be related or something. 🤨

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𝙃𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙧𝙚: I bet she's amazing at drawing. I wonder if she'd find it weird if I'd ask her to draw me...maybe...I want to know so many things about her. Should I ask her if she wants to eat at lunch together?

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𝘽𝙖𝙠𝙪𝙜𝙤: Ok, so we all can agree that Bakugo has both a superiority and an inferiority complex; so just imagine his superiority complex being all like: Tsh, WHO DOES THIS EXTRA THINKS SHE IS?! WHAT, SHE THINKS SHE'S GOING TO SCARE ME, DOES SHE THINKS SHE'S BETTER THAN ME?! SO WHAT IF SHE'S TALL, THAT DOESN'T MEAN SHIT! ;and meanwhile his inferiority complex being like: Fuck, how can I compete with her she's almost double my height and her quirk is probably just as powerful

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𝙈𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙧𝙮𝙖: Alright, well, wow, she seems...intimidating, but I am very curious about her quirk, I'm sure it's something powerful. I'm gonna make such good friends with her but what if I say something wrong...good All Might. We'll I'm sure she's a nice person and who doesn't want friends by their side ☺️

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𝙈𝙤𝙢𝙤: Wow, she seems so confident and cool. I want to get to know her better, she seems like such an interesting and fun person to be around too. Her hair reminds me of Todoroki tho...are they related or something?

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𝘼𝙞𝙯𝙖𝙬𝙖: At first she seemed like someone with a "bakugo" type of personality but from the start of the conversation I could see that she was extremely polite and calculated. Her height was a surprise tho... When Nezu said "I have a big surprise for you" I didn't tought he ment it literally...I mean the top of my head reaches her top lip and her voluminous hair does not help at all, but other than the feeling of inferiority she seems like a great student with a huge potential. I just hope this gremlins don't influence her in any bad way.

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