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frickingnerd · 6 months
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comparing hand sizes with shinsou
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pairing: hitoshi shinsou x gn!reader
a/n: just a little drabble for shinsou <3
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"your hands are so big…"
you mumbled as you pressed your palms against your best friend's hand, comparing the sizes of your two hands, while shinsou just leaned back and watched you, with an amused smile on his lips. 
"is this your way of subtly hinting that you want to hold my hand? because it’s quite cute…"
he teased, intertwining his fingers with you and pulling your hands closer towards him. 
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rxdidz · 1 year
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★ — i’ve never known someone like you. (glue song 🤭)
★ — synopsis: random things that include dating them!!
★ ft. izu, denki, sho, sero, shinsou, jirou, ochako, toga
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izuku — patching him up after training/ a fight, study dates, cooking with him, holding hands in the halls, smiling all the time, him blushing over the littlest things, matching pajamas, #1 hype man, glancing at each other in class, good morning and good night texts.
denki — his head in your lap as you play with his hair, painting his nails, drawing hearts on his hands, listening to music in the kitchen, facetiming all night, matching onsies, doing his eyeliner, going to n arcade and beating him at every game, whispering and giggling in class.
shoto — telling each other all your problems, admiring how pretty you are in class, best friends to lovers, stargazing, flustered at any physical affection you give him, painting with him, moving your hair out of your face for you, cheek kisses.
sero — teaching you to skateboard, getting fast food at 1am, having his arm slung over your shoulder, movie dates, laying on the roof together, giving you his jacket when your cold, hugging you from behind, doing facemasks together.
shinsou — gossiping at 5am, annoying you to get your attention, being protective over you, sneaking over to his dorm, sarcastic nicknames, cooking for you, playing video games all night, messing with his hair.
jirou — listening to music, holding hands, teasing each other, her doing your makeup, being flustered around you, teaching you guitar, painting her nails, late night phone calls, wearing her band shirts, concert dates, dragging her out of bed, cuddling.
ochako — watching studio ghilbi movies, small pecks on the lips n cheek, giving her gifts, always checking up on you, being taller than her, study dates, best friends to lovers fr, her being flustered over everything, walking around the city at night.
toga — her doing your hair so you can match, deep n long talks on the roof, going to the convince store at 3am, gushing over how cute and pretty you are, being gentle around you, hugging you 24/7, patching her up after a fight, constantly reminding you how much she loves you.
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msbyzsz · 1 year
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imagine aizawa helping shinsou get with you. i feel like he would use it as motivation for his training. i could see present mic getting intel on you then aizawa would be like “if you complete this with no issues, i’ll tell you what y/n’s favorite food is.” and shinsou would be so stunned, he would be like how’d you know? but let me tell you he tries so hard during that training exercise, and aizawa would be like damn why didn’t i do this sooner? then later when he does complete it and aizawa tells him your favorite food, he goes home and makes it immediately. making so many of it to get it perfect. he then gives it to you and your like omg your so sweet thank you. he’s so proud of himself. when you guys eventually go out he tells you all about it. and he’s really glad that they did do it, it was worth it.
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slayfics · 1 month
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is it possible for you to make any sort of shinsou related fics? I think it would be really cute to see him take the reader on a date or maybe a valentines special eventually?
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Valentine’s Day with Hitoshi.
1,700 words~
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"Isn't it so cute!" Mina exclaimed hugging a teddy bear to her chest. You both were walking back to the dorms after the conclusion of classes.
"Yeah, it's a pretty fluffy guy," you said smiling back at her. Mina was overjoyed to show off the teddy bear Eijiro had gifted her earlier in the day as a Valentine's gift.
"Do you have any plans for today?" she asked, releasing the teddy bear from his suffocating hug.
"Yeah, I do...," You answered already prepared for the several questions that were bound to come next.
"WHAT!?! WITH WHO?! DOING WHAT!?! WHEN?! TELL ME EVERYTHING!" Mina demanded.
You laughed at her predictable behavior, "I'm supposed to meet Shinso in about an hour," You answered.
"HU?! Shinso?! Wait- the purple-haired boy from general studies?! NO WAY! He asked you out?! You can't just leave me hanging without any details! When did you two even talk?!" Mian asked surprised.
The truth was you were surprised too. Hitoshi was in the general studies course, so you hadn't really crossed paths with him during your time at U.A., despite that you found a letter stuffed into your locker a few days before Valentine's Day.
You unraveled the letter from your pocket and handed it to Mina who took the liberty of reading it out loud.
I apologize for doing this informally. However, I am unsure if we will cross paths in time for me to ask you directly. I've been interested in getting to know you better for some time now and was hoping you'd be interested in meeting me after class this Wednesday. If you are, meet me at the stairs of the main entrance of the school at 7 pm. -Shinso
Mina cried out loud after finishing the letter, "This is so romantic! The dork could have left his phone number though."
"Yeah, I thought that too- it would have been nice to confirm with him but- that's all right. I'll get ready and, meet him over there," You answered.
"You have to text me right away after! He seems so mysterious- such an interesting quirk. I wonder what he's like. OMG! What if he brainwashes you, good thing you told me! If I don't hear from you by 9 pm I'm calling Aizawa.," Mina spoke, causing you to laugh.
"You're always so dramatic," You laughed as you both entered the dorms.
"You can never be too careful!" She spoke before giving you a wink. "Good luck! I'm off to meet up with Kirishima!"
You gave her a wave and made your way to your room.
Once you finished getting ready you made your way back to the school. You were shocked to see Hitoshi was actually waiting on the school steps, hands in his sweater pockets and backpack at his feet. His eyes lit up as soon as he spotted you.
"Hey," You greeted him nervously unsure of what to expect. You had never talked to him one-on-one before.
"Hi!" He greeted you back, unable to keep the smile that erupted on his face. It excited him to see you had come- and that you weren't afraid to talk to him in spite of his quirk. "I uh- apologize for asking you out in such an informal way- I would have liked to ask you in person but, I hadn't run into you at all the last few days," He explained.
Truth be told you don't ever remember running into him. Were you crossing paths with him before without noticing? He certainly seemed to be noticing you.
"Informal? What do you mean? A letter is as formal as it gets," You laughed, hoping to lighten the awkwardness and break the ice. "I didn't mind it at all, in fact, it was pretty thoughtful."
"I'm glad you think so, and I'm glad you came... you didn't have any other plans?" he asked, hoping he wasn't prying too much too soon.
"Mm no-," you said glancing to the side, slightly embarrassed that no one else had taken any interest in making plans with you this Valentine's Day.
Hitoshi tried to hide the smile that threatened to break through on his lips at hearing you weren't seeing anybody. "Well, I uh- got you something," he said leaning down to pick up his backpack and search inside. He pulled out a purple plushie cat with a pink bow tied around its neck. "Hope it's not too dumb," he said holding it out to you.
A squeak escaped you at seeing the adorable stuffed cat, "This is so cute!" you exclaimed, grabbing it eagerly and squeezing it.
"I'm glad you think so," He spoke, blush tinting his face at your excitement.
"I got you something too," you said reaching into your bag.
"Hu? You didn't have to-," he replied, a stunned look on his face.
"Of course I did, it's Valentine's Day and you were sweet enough to want to spend time with me so- here," you said handing him the chocolate bar you had picked out at the store.
"That's really nice of you," he spoke a full blush on his face now as he grabbed the bar from your hand. Hitoshi cleared his throat trying to get his composure back, "I uh- wasn't sure what you'd be interested in, so I had a few ideas but- are you ok with walking to the cafe to get something to drink?" He asked.
"That sounds fine to me," You smiled hugging the stuffed cat in your arms and you both started the walk to the cafe.
"I've uh- been admiring you for some time now," Hitoshi disclosed, as you both walked down the street.
Your face flushed, you'd never met a boy to be so honest and straightforward before. "Really?" You manage to squeak out.
"Mhm-" He nodded. "You work so hard in your courses- I know you'll be an admirable hero one day."
"Oh, thank you- I'm not really sure how to take that compliment," You laughed nervously. "You're in the general studies course, right? What is that like?"
"It's fine I suppose- but I'm working hard training with Aizawa to transfer into the hero course," He answered.
"You're training with Aizawa!?" You asked shocked.
"Yeah- he's your teacher, right?" he asked, as you both approached the cafe, and he held the door open for you.
"Yup!" You nodded happily, entering the cafe. "If he is training you, I have no doubts you'll be transferring to the hero course in no time!"
Hitoshi smiled and glanced at the floor flustered by your praise. "Thank you for that- it's nice to have the approval of someone like you," He spoke causing you to fluster slightly.
Hitoshi ordered your drinks and you both started the walk back to the dorms.
"What do you mean someone like me?" You asked curiously, still taken aback by his comment.
"Hm? Well- I suppose I put a great deal of importance on the hero course so... hearing that a strong hero student like you thinks I have what it takes to make it... It's nice. I'm not used to that. Most people are scared to talk to me because of my quirk or say it's a perfect quirk for a villain," He explained.
"Oh- well don't pay too much attention to those people. Your quirk is amazing and could definitely make for a powerful pro hero. So- just stay focused on your training and maybe I'll see you in my class before I know it," you said encouragingly.
Hitoshi smiled, "I would like that... to be in the hero course but also, to see you more often."
"Oh-," You exclaimed feeling your face get hot again. "I've never met someone so blunt as you- it's refreshing," You spoke hoping your cheeks weren't too obvious.
You both approached the dorms and came to a slower pace. "I don't have any problems expressing my true feelings- if I wasn't training so much with Aizawa I would have liked to ask you out sooner. These are your dorms correct?" He asked.
"Yeah..." You said a little downcast that you were back and already going to part ways.
"If it's ok with you- I would like to take you to eat after classes on Friday," he said. Hitoshi felt his stomach flutter at the way your eyes lit up at his invention. He had admired you from afar for so long that it was overwhelming to see how much you appreciated his attention.
"Yeah! That sounds good," you said excitedly, the stuffed cat bouncing in your arms due to your excited rocking on your heels. "Oh! Why don't you let me give you my number-" You offered holding your hand out.
Hitoshi fished for his phone in his pocket and handed it over. He couldn't help but grin at the careful way you kept the stuffed cat in your arms as you typed out your number.
"Here you go!" You said handing it back to him. "I uh- thank you this was really nice."
Hitoshi nodded in agreement.
"I guess I'll see you Friday then," You spoke feeling hesitant to walk away. You wanted to spend more time with him and get to know him more. You stared at the floor waiting for him to give his farewell and walk away.
"Mhm- I'll see you then. You can let me know wherever you want to go...," he said, and you both silently waited for the other to make the first move to leave.
Hitoshi let out a small chuckle, "I guess neither of us want to go do we?" He observed.
You blushed slightly and looked at the stuffed cat giving it another squeeze, "This was nice- I uh feel calm being around you." You spoke, giving a Hitoshi another flutter in his stomach. He was used to hearing he put everyone on edge because of his quirk. It was intoxicating to hear you felt the opposite.
"Friday will come soon," He spoke and stepped closer to you closing some of the distance. You stared at him with doe eyes, as he moved closer placing a kiss on your cheek. "See you then," he smiled and left making his way back to the general studies dorms.
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Tags: @unofficialmuilover @maddietries @fiannee @derangedmango
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AAAA are you planning on continuing the "How They Kiss" series? If so could you please do my sweet baby Hitoshi next? :cccc
Ooooo yessss - I've been wanting to write some Hitoshi fic for a while!! 💜
Shinsou x Reader | Headcannon: How Hitoshi Shinsou Kisses 💋
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The first time Hitoshi kisses you – you totally don’t see it coming. It happens in the library on a quiet Sunday afternoon. Hitoshi is sitting in your favorite spot of the city's library – a cozy corner hidden from view behind the oversized art book section. He’s dragged two large beanbag chairs into the tiny space, waiting for you to join him as he studies for an upcoming Pro hero rescue certification exam. He’s flipping through flashcards when you arrive bearing a purple travel mug filled with his favorite caffeinated beverage. You know your friend is a chronic insomniac – with his permanently baggy eyes and constant yawns - so you decided to get him a refillable mug so he can keep his coffee close throughout exam week. You’ve stuck a cute sticker of a black cat with big eyes to the side of the mug, knowing his TikTok algorithm is almost exclusively cat videos.
“’Toshiiiiii!” You warble quietly as you drop your school bag next to your beanbag chair. “I brought you a ‘lil treat for studying so hard!”
Hitoshi looks up in surprise, his forehead still wrinkled in concentration. He puts down his flash cards and when he realizes it’s you standing over him, he smiles easily. Things have always been like this between the two of you – soft and comfortable. 
“You brought me something?” He instantly locks on to the steaming mug of coffee, his eyes crinkling into a smile when he sees the cat sticker. “Is that the cat from Kiki’s Delivery Service?”
“Yup!” you hand him the cup as you plop down into your chair and start shuffling through your bag for your notes. “You told me it was your favorite movie as a kid, so I found a little sticker of Gigi on Etsy.”
After a few moments of digging through your bag, you finally find the sheaf of notes you’re looking for and you yank them out – sheets of paper flying all around you. “Whoops!” You hastily gather the papers back into a neat stack.
When you finally look up, you meet Hitoshi’s eyes – he’s giving you an intense, searching look. His eyes are wide, and there’s a soft pink blush across the high points of his cheeks. He absentmindedly smooths a hand through his wild hair, seemingly lost for words.
“What?” You say, a little startled at the sudden tense atmosphere. “Everything okay? Is that not your preferred flavor of coffee?”
“Of course you remembered my favorite flavor.” His voice a quiet rumble and seems to catch in his throat.
You swallow, suddenly feeling hot around the collar as he continues to gaze at you through those bright violet eyes. You can see him biting back his next sentence, seemingly steeling himself to say something.
After a few moments, he takes a steadying breath and his eyes sparkle with a look of resolve. Hitoshi softly places the hot mug of coffee on the ground before leaning towards you. Instantly, he’s a breath away from your face – his delicate features magnified as he tilts his face towards yours.
“You’re just so…” He whispers, moving to brush his thumb against your cheek. Your skin feels like it’s blooming with tiger lilies at the contact. “…sweet.” His tired eyes flutter shut and he leans into you – guiding your lips to his.
The first kiss is feather light – tentative. He wants to make sure you want him back – he needs you to want him with the same deep intensity he’s been feeling in his gut for you for so long. His lips are impossibly soft and taste like a light berry lip balm, and you find the flavor absolutely delicious. When you respond eagerly he smiles into the kiss, blissful. How lucky is he to get to kiss your pretty face?
Hitoshi climbs into the beanbag chair with you deftly, moving his hands to cradle your face. He moves his mouth against yours slowly, purposefully – almost lazily. It’s such a Shinsou way of kissing that it makes you giggle.
“Hey, now.” He breaks the kiss, bringing his forehead to yours as he takes a shaky breath. “Is my kissing that bad?” He’s smiling, but you can tell he’s the tiniest bit nervous for your answer.
You lean in to kiss him again and he pulls back, his lips just out of reach – teasing.
“Your technique can use some refining. But I know someone who can help you practice.” You grin, winding your arms around his neck and pulling him back in for more. He loves that – the banter, the ways you are able to both make him feel comfortable and keep him on his toes. He deepens the kiss, and you know it will be a while before you get back to studying. His flash cards lay abandoned on the floor by your stack of notes.
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After that, he’s hooked on you. Any trace of nervousness is nonexistent. In just one afternoon, Hitoshi Shinsou has become a lean, mean, make out machine. He absolutely cannot be stopped. He kisses you everywhere he can – in the library, in dark corners of your favorite bar, at the convenience store. He’s constantly trying to sneak away with you so he can crash your lips together in that way that makes his brain feel all blissed out and fuzzy.
I think we’ve all seen just how much determination Hitoshi has – it takes a lot of unwavering dedication to claim a spot in the hero course. He’s just as determined to figure out how you like to be kissed. He pays attention to what makes your pulse race – maybe he kissed your neck a certain way and you moaned? He’s filing that away in his brain so he can do it again and again and again. You don’t like it when he bites your lower lip? He takes note and never does it that way again. He’s committed to figuring out exactly what makes you tick and how he can maximize your pleasure every time. He can’t believe how lucky he is to have the affections of someone like you – someone so sweet and gorgeous and goddamn perfect.
Of course, once he realizes you find him irresistible – he’s smug AF. He becomes such a goddamn tease. You’ll get a rare private moment and move in to kiss him, only for him to dodge your advances until your lips form a disappointed pout. He absolutely revels in how much you want him and loves to build up the tension between the two of you. He’ll kiss you playfully on the cheeks before your disappointed look causes him to concede. “Sorry, Sweetheart.” He says in his low, gravely whisper. “You know I love to tease.” And then he’ll kiss you with as much passion as he can muster, until your legs turn to jello. After all – it’s not in a hero’s nature to do anything half-assed.
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maapllee · 3 months
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★ SHINSOU X READER
▻ Summary: You and Shinsou get caught by his mentor. [implied fem reader, aged up characters.]
▻ Fluff, awkward stuff, hope you like it <3
☁ I try to hide it in my face and it don't work, you see through that I just wanna get with you... ☁
A/n: good luck to those of you who have exams!
What is this, a funeral? Play some music: You right by Doja Cat
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You walked into the lounge behind the staff room to check on Eri. Present Mic being your mentor and Eraserhead being Shinsou's, you both had special privileges. One of them being steaming hot coffee on cold days.
Eri was lying on her tummy on the floor, colouring with pastels. "[Onee/ Onii] -san, you're back!" she exclaimed joyfully, jumping into your arms. You chuckled, catching the small child and encasing her in your arms. Eraserhead had put you on Eri-watch duty since he'd be busy for the rest of the evening. "Look! Look! I drew Papa Mic and Dada holding hands in front of their house and You and Onii san holding hands in the yard!" Eri showed you excitedly. "You're so good at drawing, Eri-chan!" You exclaimed while kneeling down to the now beaming girl's level. "Wait a minu- Why are me and Shinsou holding hands??"
"Mmm. Very interesting." A voice came from behind you, which you responded to with a squeak. Eri ran into the Shinsou's arms, the artwork now forgotten. "Shin! Don't scare us like that." You said while telling him off. "Oh, boo hoo. I can't help that you're a scardey cat." Shinsou said, rolling his eyes and walking towards the sofa. "You sneak up behind a person and then make fun of them for being surprised? What a bleak time to live in." You tutted, shaking your head sarcastically. "Enough bickering, Y/N. There are more important matters at hand, like watching Cinderella." Eri cheered happily as you sat on the couch, Shinsou starting the movie. Eri cuddled into you as she sang along to the songs, having watched the movie before.
"I'll head to the vending machine, Do you guys want anything?" You piped up, feeling thirsty. Eri, absorbed in the movie with her mouth agape shook her head half-mindedly. Standing up, you made your way to the corridor. Looking out the windows, you saw the trees gently swaying in the wind, highlights of the golden sunlight illuminating the bark. It was almost sundown, you thought to yourself. Sensei would be back soon. Standing in front of the machine, you kicked it. The darn thing was acting up again. Your head turned at hearing soft footsteps from the other side of the corridor. It was the purple-haired idiot dragging his feet along the floor, yawning while rubbing the back of his head. "Eri's asleep so I thought I'd give you some company." Shinsou said, mid-yawn. "Hmph. Like I'd savour your company." You stated, pursing your lips.
Shinsou backed you into the wall. "Speak up, pretty girl." Shinsou smirked while looking into your eyes. Smirking yourself, "In simpler words your pea brain can understand- you're boring." Tilting his head, Shinsou closed the gap between you two. "That's not what you were saying last night." He said, now nipping at your neck. "We should stop Shin, we need to get back to Eri-chan." You two jumped away from each other when a loud yawn interrupted your moment, the both of you looking in the direction of the disturbance. Eri was walking towards you two, sleepily rubbing her eyes. "The movie's almost oveer.." Eri wailed, putting her hands up wanting to be picked up. Big bro Shinsou swooped in, picking her off her feet.
Shinsou put a cranky Eri to sleep as you stood leaning on one of the desks while looking at the now-black sky through the huge windows. You yawned, feeling sluggish yourself. You made a mental note of the things you'd have to do when you got back to the dorms. Rubbing your eyes, you looked at Shinsou who was now walking towards you. He stretched his arm to reach behind you, turning the lights down to dim the room. Your eyes wandered the room, falling on Eri, whose chest rose and fell as she breathed softly. Shinsou moved to stand in front of you, placing his hands on your hips and nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. His hands snaked up to your back as you held him close, wordlessly. "Tired?" You chuckled, running your hands through his hair to comfort him. "I think I should change my name to Mr.Eyebags at this point." Shinsou joked, his hands now roaming your body.
You let out a gasp as your body made a 'thud' sound as it came into contact with the desk. Your hands were above your head, held firmly in place by Shinsou's muscular arms. You tried to wiggle out of his grasp, whining about how Eri was in the room and how Aizawa Sensei would be back any moment. Shinsou hunched over you, shushing you by placing a slender finger on your pouty lips. Not wanting to look at him, you turned your head in rebellion. "Oh, is that how you're going to play princess?" Shinsou said, pinning you down with one hand. Shinsou tickled your tummy and you resisted your very best from giving in laughing. You burst into a fit of giggles along with him just when you heard someone clearing their throat as the lights in the room flickered on.
Shinsou widened his eyes. "S..Sensei." Shinsou stuttered, trying to explain himself. You sat up, mortified. "Shinsou. Y/N." Aizawa said, pressing his temples. "How long has this been going on?" Aizawa questioned you both shifted your weight from one foot to another awkwardly. "A couple months." You piped up, your gaze falling to the floor. "We weren't gonna keep it a secret forever." Shinsou said, walking over to you. Aizawa shook his head. "I'm not saying I'm against it." Aizawa stated, now looking at you both. The silence in the room was loud, the three of you staring at each other. "....Is Yamada Sensei going to hear about this?" You questioned, wishing you could be buried a few thousand feet under the ground. "You bet." Aizawa shrugged, turning on his heel to walk towards the sofa. "Set a good example for your younger sister." Aizawa said, side-eyeing you both while picking up Eri who was still asleep.
Shinsou and You stood in silence for a while after Aizawa stepped out the room. "Wanna walk back to the dorms together?" Shinsou proposed, resting his hand on the small of your back. You nodded. "Sensei is never going to let go of this." You groaned, imaging the amount of teasing you'd have to endure from your mentor and Aizawa Sensei. "Good thing we're graduating soon, eh?" Shinsou said, poking your stomach with his elbow.
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imagination-mess · 4 months
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Reality Show: Pro Heroes Wives (Shinso Hitoshi Edition)
Reality Show Masterlist (All Editions)
There is a reality show where pro-heroes' wives are on television and paid to be there. It is filled with juicy gossip and pure drama. There are few wives in this second season who were kept out of the spotlight, which adds mystery and creates theories about who they were married to.
The same winners who were in the group that couldn’t be identified are back this season as a surprise challenge. Unlike last season, it wasn’t revealed at the very beginning of this reason which Pro Heroes wives would be featured.
There are only a few left without being matched, which were mostly underground heroes who people don’t typically pay attention to. Half of the cast already knew each other because their spouses had interacted on more than one occasion and were disqualified from participating in the weekend challenge of the show for those spouses. The others who did not know their spouses had to identify them, but the others couldn’t spill anything that would clue who their spouse was.
You, however, were making headlines and trending throughout social media for your wicked punch, knocking out Pro Hero [Blank] with a sharp uppercut punch after receiving a punch from them.
It was unexpected for the fans of the show to see another side of you since you always kept close to your friends and did the bare minimum to stay within the competition. You were barely involved in other people’s business. You are mostly found in the background, watching the drama unfold in front of your eyes.
The Pro Hero [Blank] had punched you in the face because you were ripping her apart from your words alone, causing her to have an emotional reaction. You were brutal with your words. It was also oblivious that you were purposely riling her up with the way you were openly mocking her. With a wicked grin, you intimidated her when the hero was trying to rip you apart while dodging her next attacks.
She was talking shit about your husband and claiming he shouldn’t even have licenses to be a pro-hero. She claims to have known him since middle school, and he will always remain a freak. Despite his being in the top 20, which was completely unintentional on his part,
Her friends that she made during her time on the show eventually join in attacking you verbally to only get their own medicine, taking them apart by their insecurities and such. It was clear her friends were ganging up on you while your friends were gone. 
You were ripping them apart and letting it all out because you have seen over and over how these people have to make side comments and belittle the other spouses in the house, including your friends. It was just her comment on Shinsou that threw you over the edge.
Who would have known the way to trigger you was by badmouthing your husband?
You ripped the Pro Hero [Blank] a new one and got punched as a result, but it was oblivious that you wanted it to happen. You purposely provoked her even more and unintentionally knocked them out on live television because they were trying to play dirty by attacking from behind. It was out of reflex because of the years of training you have. Your body just reacted.
People do what they do best: search on the web to find out who you are. You aren’t as popular as the Pro Hero to only find out you are worth way more than the hero. You also have a history of being the bully toward other bullies throughout middle and high school. You were an absolute menace in your younger years. Your former classmates coming to the internet to tell stories about you include those who were with you in martial arts and boxing clubs.
There were thirst traps and edits created by fans circling the internet. The fans of the show couldn’t tell if it was a loyal friend's or spouse's reaction based on the stories circling the media.
At home, the hero couldn’t help the smile that climbed up his lips. You didn’t even know, but that specific hero is someone he would never forget since they spread rumors about him in his earlier years of being in school. Those rumors stuck with him up until middle school.
Karma is a bitch.
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star-light-imagines · 11 months
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Okay okay hear me out. Time traveling children. Like Todoroki, Iida, Shinsou and Tamaki casually finding their daughters in their timeline. Like they look at the girls and are just dumbfounded cause "this girl looks like my love child with y/n". And god forbid if the kid slips a "daddy?!" at them. *they all have daughters and todo has twin daughters and you cant change my mind *
*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Todoroki for sure has twin daughters! I absolutely love this request by the way!
Daddy?
𓆩⟡𓆪 Includes- shoto todoroki , tenya Iida , hitoshi shinsou , tamaki amajiki x reader. major fluff! surprised/flustered boys!
𓆩⟡𓆪 Warnings- gn! reader. bakugo cussing. slightly implied mature content. making out. kissing. cuddling.
𓆩⟡𓆪 Word Count- 13,565
Part II |
─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ───
The winter wind buzzed around the students as they lingered in anticipation of the next match. Class A & B were focused , each group strategizing amongst themselves to prepare for their turn to showcase their progress as heroes.
BANG!
Ground Gamma shook below their feet and the air crackled in the silence that followed the deafening explosion.
Eyes darted fiercely around their environment , students and teachers preparing for another attack on the school as they searched for the cause of the disturbance.
"HA! HAH! Very funny 'rage monster' , What? You can't wait for your match to start before you start blowing things up?" Monoma yelled slyly while he looked around looking for Bakugo.
A deep grunt brought everyone's attention towards the explosive blonde who was off in the distance , already getting a head start to find the villain.
"Are you stupid?! That wasn't my explosion, you 'copy/paste leech'!"
Everyone started to rush after Bakugo and into Ground Gamma prepared to fight off the unknown villain.
*✧・゚: *✧・゚:
They stopped in front of the slowly dissipating thick pink fog that hid whoever was inside. Aizawa's hair floated above his shoulders as he adjusted his eyes, trying to make out the small figure coming into sight.
Suddenly the fog disappeared, revealing.....
"What the Hell?!" Bakugo screamed trying to grasp the situation.
"Don't cuss there are children here!" Iida Immediately scolded in response.
"Obviously there are children here 'four eyes'! My question is, why?!" he angrily states, annoyed.
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Shoto Todoroki:
Two five year old girls stood there clutching at each other's hands in fear as tears rolled down their round cheeks.
Surprised. At the sight of the girls, everyone's nerves calmed down as they tried to understand the situation. Shoto took another glance towards the twins that were now being comforted by All Might and Aizawa.
His heart pounded against his ribcage as he took in their appearance, which became more familiar to him the more traits he saw. The conversations and noise happening around him faded as he was frozen in shock at the sight.
The twins' hair was even split between two colors, one girl had white on her right side and y/h/c on the left and dark gray eyes. While the other girl had y/h/c on the right and crimson red on left and bright turquoise eyes. Their identical noses scrunched up cutely as they tried to calm down, just like yours. The smile that lit up their faces as All Might transformed into his hero form originally belonged to you, and the way they both excitedly squealed was a picture perfect copy of yours.
Izuku was just as quick at piecing together the traits.
"Todoroki, you don't have younger siblings do you?" he timidly asked.
Shoto was still too surprised to answer coherently. Instead he had shook his head 'no' before he glanced your way, Izuku's eyes following suit.
You and Ochaco had been gushing over the twins cuteness, you paused for a brief moment as you noticed his stare and waved happily.
"Those girls look exactly like what I imagine y/n & I's would." he whispered under his breath, Izuku being the only one who could hear.
Shoto still had his eyes trained on you, his mind reeling from the conclusion it had jumped to.
Ecstatic. There was a resounding silence that echoed as a joyful squeal filled the air. One of the girls had managed to see you among the students, and ran as they happily squealed. Your arms had opened as if on instinct, and the small girl jumped into your arms with her face now buried into your shoulder.
"Do you know these kids y/n?" Tsu questioned, her face eyebrows furrowed in thought.
You shook your head 'no' silently in surprise, while offering comforting pats along the small girl's back.
"Daddy!" The other girl screamed and ran straight to Shoto.
The girl in your arms stirred at the sound and looked for her sister, while your heart fluttered. Shoto's eyes were wide as they stared at the small girl now standing in front of him, her arms raised expectantly as she waited.
His cheeks burned with red heat, the train of thought completely stopped as his eyes glanced from the child to you. Even though he had assumptions, The title of "daddy." had caught him off guard and he was slow to recover.
"Daddy?" The girl whimpered, eyes watering.
The shrill of joy waved through him once more, a quick ripple of small flames released before dissipating. The tips of his ears and neck now matched his bright crimson face as he leaned down and picked the girl up in his arms.
"Shoto and y/n have kids!?!?" Kaminari bellowed loudly.
Chaos erupted as Shoto walked over to you with hasty steps, making sure to keep a steady grip on his daughter. Your eyes were wide as he stood next beside you , mentally trying to process now having two daughters out of thin air.
Your mind swirled for answers, but you couldn't help the deep blush that took over your face as Shoto's free hand held yours. The action made your heart flutter loudly in your ears. This isn't the first time you've held hands with your boyfriend, but in this moment you two didn't just look like a cute couple, but instead a family.
Aizawa managed to gain control over the rowdy students, instructing everyone to the dormitories.
"There's obviously no point in continuing classes today while we investigate. I need to inform the principal, Iida, make sure the class acts accordingly." He states firmly with tired eyes.
Confused. After comforting the girls at the dormitory, y/n was able to coax out bits and pieces of information from them. Your subtle questions being simple and easy for the five year olds to understand. His amazement at your ability to be calm and collected in this situation made him confused, he hadn't been able to utter a single word since his brain short-circuited with the simple title acquirement of 'daddy'.
"My name is Yume!" The twin with white and y/h/c hair happily introduced herself to the students.
"And my name is Hikari!" the girl with red and y/h/c joined along.
Everyone gushed over the twins, as they quickly made friends with your classmates. Shoto sat on the couch next to you, gently placed your hand on his own. Both sets of eyes watched on as Yume & Hikari danced along to a song with Mina.
"Yume said a kid at school manifested his quirk and they got sent here." you stated while you gave his hand a quick squeeze.
"Time travel is such a complex quirk for a five year old to have." His eyebrows furrowed at the thought.
Since it was another child who brought them here there was no way of knowing if and when they would return to the right timeline. Thoughts about how this could affect the future weighed down on his shoulders and he grimaced at the lack of information they possessed.
"I know it's sudden, but the most confused and worried out of all of us are those two. We should just try to make them feel safe as possible."
Your eyes locked with his in confidence and at the mere sight of it, a soft smile formed on his lips.
"Well of course, they are our daughters."
Shoto watched as a wide smile grew on your lips and a gentle laugh escaped you. His thoughts were still plagued with questions that desperately wanted answers, but he knew with you by his side everything would work itself out.
He was going to protect his daughters regardless of any threat.
Amazed. He watched you from afar, Izuku's rambles about how the time travel quirk could work brought him out of his thoughts as he tried to pay attention.
His eyes wandered back over to you, Yume and Hikari practically attached to each hip as you flawlessly moved around the kitchen. Amazement settled on his features, even when Hikari had gotten in your way or Yume had tried to open the stove on her own, you handled it effortlessly like a dance.
Glided around the Hikari to grab ingredients. Grabbed Yume's hand and twirled her in another direction. One asked to lick the cookie dough off the spoon, you swiftly complied with a laugh. The other gets impatient, you place a second cookie dough filled spoon in-front of her eyes as if you expected it. Tiny hands tried to reach for the newly baked cookies without you looking, you lightly tapped them away with your fingers and a smile.
How are you so amazing?
Shoto's thoughts were interrupted when a cookie lightly touched his lips. You stood before him, Yume held in your arms as you both smiled happily at him. Yume's hand held out a cookie to his face eagerly, he gave her a bright smile in return and took a big bite of the cookie.
"My Loves, tell him what you just told me." you laugh.
Yume and Hikari beamed. "Daddy gets the first one!"
He coughed viciously as he almost choked on the treat. The three of you had laughed at his response.
Panicked. He had barely caught the girls from falling off the coach, when Eri and them decided to use it as a makeshift trampoline. Their giggles continued as he safely placed them on the ground and tried to chastise them for their actions. When he saw the tiny feet slip and heads spiraling down, his mind raced and his body moved faster than he could think.
Adrenaline was still pumping as he tried to slow the fast beats of his heart. The panicked feeling faded and he returned to where he was sitting by Iida.
"Woah! Who knew you would be such a good father!" Mina exclaimed.
The comment stroked his pride as his eyes softened at the thought.
The giggles continued throughout the lounge area, the three girls happily playing any game that came to mind. Bakugo grunted in annoyance from his seat , glaring daggers into the back of Shoto's head.
Less than an hour had passed before the panic he buried away, rushed back into his heart at tenfold.
An intense game of 'your it' that some of his classmates joined in on, had ended when the twins ran face first into a wall. The girls had been running too fast and didn't have enough time to stop before the impact.
Shoto kneeled down, wiping the tears that rolled down their cheeks. He gently placed comforting pats on their heads as he examined the faces for injuries.
"Heh! Good job letting those idiots run into a wall! Looks like they took after y/n when it comes to being an airhead." Bakugo smirked with amusement.
The hands that were on the twin's cheeks stilled, his eyes went a shade darker in anger that he didn't show. The ice raced behind him at an alarming speed, Bakugo was captured in a thick sheet of ice. Silence filled the air as Shoto slowly stood and turned towards him, the cold glare ran shivers down Bakugo's spine more than the ice on his skin.
The girls took one look at Bakugo's slightly scared expression and their tears suddenly stopped as bubbly laughs filled the tense room.
Fulfilled. After two days passed since Yume & Hikari appeared, you had somehow convinced him into telling his father. Reluctant to do so even after agreeing, he sent one photo with no explanation.
The photo was one Izuku had taken the day before, the four of you were enjoying a picnic outside. Smiles on each of your faces as Shoto stared down lovingly at you, your eyes tilted up at him almost playfully. The girls smiled widely at the bubbles they had just created wands still clenched in their hands.
Immediately after he pressed send his phone erupted in calls from his father and texts that he chose to ignore, instead focusing on the girls picking flowers and handing them to you to make them flower crowns. His heart ached with love that only grew each moment he spent with his small little family.
"Did you talk to him already? That was fast." you questioned him as he returned to his seat next to you.
"There wasn't much to say."
"Suddenly revealing twin daughters 'wasn't much' to say?" your eyebrows furrowed cutely as you stared at him in disbelief.
He gently pressed a finger to your eyebrows , when you gasped.
"Shoto! you did not!" you hit his arm, breaking his thoughts.
"Hm?" he hummed.
"You did not just drop a baby bomb on your father without explaining it."
A sly smirk appeared on his face confirming your thoughts.
Aizawa interrupted the conversation with a sigh that made you gasp from the jump scare.
"Endeavor called to inform us he's on the way here. I was wondering about the urgency, but now it makes sense." he exclaims with a pointed glare at Shoto.
Depressed. That night after Endeavor had left, a faint pink mist started to form around the girls. You drew Shoto's attention to the growing mist as your hand clasped around his.
His heart sank at their figure's being overtaken as the mist turned to a thick fog. He could no longer see their features and he desperately wanted to reach out and yank them into his arms. Shoto's arm rose slightly, face etched in sadness when you stopped him.
"I didn't get to say goodbye." sorrow filled his eyes as the fog faded, the twins no longer hiding within it.
"The future you is greeting them right now."
Silence settled between you as you embraced him in a hug, tightly holding on to him in hopes you could ease the loss.
"I thought when they went home I would be relieved they had returned safely, but I already miss having them around."
He held onto you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder.
Optimistic. The rest of that night was filled with needy cuddles in shoto's dorm. Sleep eventually took you both into a land filled with dreams of your future family and when the sun once again rose in the morning, Shoto felt more optimistic about his future than the previous night.
"Good Morning, how are you feeling?" you questioned, eyebrows furrowed in worry.
He smirked, placing a finger in between your eyebrows.
"Better."
"Yeah?" you were still worried about him.
"Yes. It isn't goodbye forever, as soon as you get pregnant I'll see them again." A sly smirk played on his lips at your shocked expression.
You slap him hard on the chest as he laughed. "We aren't rushing anything!"
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。・:*˚:✧。 Bonus Scene:
Endeavor was so shocked at the photo he received that tears burst from eyes. The sight shocked Hawks into landing beside him and awkwardly consoling the number one hero with a pat on the back.
"What's wrong?"
"Wrong?!" his tears stop. "Nothing's wrong, it's good news! I'm a grandfather!" He states shoving the photo into hawks' vision.
"HA HA! That's amazing!"
"Shoto won't answer me back though, I have a feeling he wouldn't let me meet them if I asked."
"Why not just take a trip to the school to visit?"
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Shoto frowned at the sight of his father in the lounge, an equally deep frown staring back at him.
He was ready for his father to get angry and become violent at any moment, the air felt thick with the tension in the room.
"Where's my grandkids?" Endeavor asked after a few beats of silence.
"What?" he was shocked as no anger was radiating from the man in front of him .
Yume & Hikari peeked at the scene from the hallway and ran happily into the room at the sight of their grandfather. You had tried to chase after them, but it was of no use. You sent an apologetic smile Shoto's way knowing your boyfriend wanted to assess his reactions before allowing the girls to meet him.
"Grandpa!" The girls screamed jumping into his arms, as he shockingly held onto them his heart filling warm at the sight of the two girls.
"You know who I am?"
"Duh! We see you all the time!" Hikari replied sassily.
"Yeah! The last time we saw you we told you how we were gonna be big sisters." Yume giggled
"What?!" you choked out, surprised.
"Future you said we are going to have a baby brother soon!"
Endeavor cried happily with the girls in his arms as you struggled to breathe at the sudden information.
"You cried just like this too!" Hikari laughed happily.
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Tenya Iida:
A six year old girl stood before them silently taking in her new surroundings.
Puzzled. At the sight of the girl, his nerves have calmed as he tried to understand the situation as it unraveled around them. The fact a young girl had greeted them instead of a villainous attack caused everyone to relax too quickly, he was hesitant to drop his guard completely. The thought of a villain deceiving them played out too well in his head to ignore the possibility.
The teachers visibly relaxed at the sight of the girl, they whispered amongst themselves quickly planning to address the situation. Tenya took another glance towards the girl , tears rolled down her cheeks while being comforted by All Might and Aizawa.
His eyes widened in recognition, while the deafening sound of his pounding heart echoed into his eardrums. He took in the girl's appearance, which became more familiar to him the more traits he saw. Tenya's mind raced through a million miles per minute, his body became stiff beside Izuku whose mumbled voice drifted farther away in his mind.
The girl's hair stopped just above her shoulders, the dark blue hue almost looked black in the light. Her eyes shined from the moisture of the tears, the unmistakable y/e/c irises reflected the worry she felt in the moment. The worry subsided when All Might reassured the girl who cried in his arms that she was not in trouble, and they were there to help her. Her relieved smile brightened up the room around her, identical to you. Your ear shape caught his eye as she tucked a strand of hair behind it, and before he had caught the most important detail Izuku ripped him from his thoughts.
Izuku's firm grip held his shoulders as he shook him slightly. He received a perplexed stare in return before he sighed in relief and released his shoulders.
Just as the girl's appearance pulled Tenya, Izuku had also noticed the unmistakable features.
"Iida, do you have a younger relative ?" he timidly asked, gesturing over to the girl's calves.
Tenya's gaze drifted back to the girl, the small engines barely noticeable on your calves. A quirk that ran throughout his family line for generations wasn't known to be seen in someone who wasn't directly related to the engine family.
"If I do, they haven't been introduced to the rest of the family."
Izuku's eyebrows furrowed in thought as Tenya's eyes searched for yours.
You and Momo had been talking about the sudden appearance of the girl, and how she reminded you of Iida. You paused in the middle of your sentence for a brief moment as you noticed his stare and happily sent a loving smile his way.
"From what I noticed the child has both y/n & I's traits, almost as if she is our love child." He whispered towards Izuku, assured that no-one else could hear the sensitive topic.
He turned towards you once again, his mind reeling from the thought's of a miracle love child formed between the two of you.
Flustered. The thoughts continued to plague his mind, the idea of a child, your child made his palms grow sweaty and the feeling of electricity shot through his joints. He pushed the thoughts aside for the moment, not expecting his dark blue eyes to directly meet smaller y/e/c eyes from across the room. The girl's eyes widened, her quirk taking effect with excitement as she ran towards instantly.
"Daddy!" The girl exclaimed when she had jumped into his arms, small hands clenched on to his shoulders.
Silence filled the air for a few seconds before the thunderous chaos ensued from the classmates.
"Someone as strait-laced as him is a teen father?!"
"They do say looks are deceiving."
"She does look almost exactly like him!"
The conversations swarmed his ears as he tried to answer the abundance of questions that were thrown at him. His throat felt constricted, the shock of the girl claiming him as her father rendering him speechless. Warmth spread through his face and down his neck, a deep shade of crimson taking hold while his pulse quickened beyond measure. The thought that he could very well faint raced through his mind as he tightened the hold around his daughter.
"HEY! SONIC KNOCKOFF! YOU GONNA EXPLAIN THIS SHIT?!" Bakugo roared with annoyance, ready to continue the matches.
Before he could respond to the explosive blonde, the girl in his arms turned to glare at the boy.
"You said a bad word! Are you even a hero? Hero's shouldn't say bad words, be better!" She scolded him with a stern expression.
During the chaos that ensued, you had made your way to him quickly finding your spot at his side. A reassuring hand reached out to grab his, as you rubbed comforting circles into the tense muscles.
"Everyone! Quiet!" Aizawa yelled with anger, his hair raising off his shoulders and eyes glowing blood red.
The girl in his arms stiffened at the sound and looked at her father with fear, he wordlessly rubbed her back in comfort. The once rowdy students followed the teachers order as everyone became stiff and looked at the pro hero.
"Classes are dismissed for the day as we investigate, return to the dormitories. Also, just to be clear. If you don't act accordingly and behave there will be consequences, understand Bakugo?" He glanced at the blonde who was frustrated at the fact the matches were now postponed.
A scoff angrily left the boy as the students dispersed from Ground Gamma and returned to the dormitories. Mina had eagerly walked over to the new found family, happily introducing herself to the young girl who was now walking in-between the couple clasping one of each parent.
"Hey sweetie! My name is Mina, what's yours?"
"Toshimi Iida." She replied happily.
Displeased. After returning to the dormitory, the tension and chaos from the unexpected child had settled. You introduced each of the classmates to Toshimi as she coaxed out information from her subtly. Laughter pulled his attention to where Izuku's fainted figure was on the floor and Ochaco's glowing crimson face as her stuttering increased. From what he gathered, when you lead the girl over to them Toshimi had joyfully addressed them as aunt and uncle. He watched as you kneeled towards the child and easily explained that she shouldn't reveal too much of the future to them in way the six year old would understand.
"I'm sorry." The girl apologized to the embarrassed couple with her head bowed.
"It's alright! Honestly!" Ochaco assured her face was still glowing with heat.
Everyone continued to gush over the girl, as she quickly made friends with your classmates. Tenya sat deep in thought on the couch, you gently placed your hands on his shoulders and squeezed them reassuringly. The attention was captivated by Toshimi as she explained the events leading up to her arrival in the past.
"My daddy took me to visit his agency, but a bad guy showed up! Obviously daddy captured him!" She said with pride before continuing.
"I saw a marble fall from the villain when he got captured, so I picked it up and was going to bring it to my dad when it broke in my hands." Tears started to roll her cheeks as she remembered her father screaming and running towards her with an outstretched hand.
Y/n walked over to the girl and pulled her into a comforting hug, rocking slightly to help ease the tears.
"You are safe now, everything will be okay." you stated as your gaze traveled to your boyfriend, knowing the story had upset him as well.
A displeased frown formed on his lips, knitted eyebrows and stern eyes greeted you.
"I should have been faster and rescued her."
Your lips pouted at the confession, mind blanking on what to say in order to ease the frustration growing within him.
"That's something for the future Iida to worry about, don't you think? Instead you should just focus on her now, keep her happy and safe the way you would want her to be." Tokoyami calmly stated, back leaning against the wall where he stood.
Since it was a villain's quirk or tool that had brought her here there was no way of knowing how or when she would return to the future with the limited knowledge about the quirk. Obsessing over details wouldn't help nor change anything.
"Tokoyami... You're absolutely right."
Your eyes locked with him again as they now shined in confidence, the sight warmed your body and brought tears to your eyes.
"Y/n if you start crying then Toshimi will cry again too." He exclaimed, startled at your tears.
Tenya watched as you wiped your eyes and a heartfelt laugh escaped you. His thoughts were still plagued with self displeasure, but he shook them away knowing everything would be okay with you by his side.
He will just need to remember to train even harder when he has kids he noted to himself.
Amazed. He watched you from across the room, the discussion about the time travel quirk happening around him falling on deaf ears. Todoroki placed a hand on his shoulder to draw him from his thoughts for a moment.
"You okay?" He simply questioned.
"Of course."
His eyes wandered back over to you, Toshimi practically attached to your hip while you and some of your classmates sat comfortably watching the Disney movie. Amazement settled on his features, even though a child was sprung into your life you hadn't faltered in your love for the girl. You effortlessly care for her in a way that could only come natural to you.
Singing along with her to the songs that blasted through the tv speakers. Grabbing Toshimi's hand and twirling her around the room, once 'I've got a dream' started playing earning her a big smile. When the girl's tiny hand absentmindedly reached into an empty bowl of popcorn, you swiftly switched the bowl with a full one you prepared in advance. Your nimble hands braided her hair effortlessly when she asked upon seeing Rapunzel's braid, you laughed lightly at the girl's excitement upon seeing your hard work.
You are amazing.
Tenya's thoughts were interrupted when a tiny hand tugged at him. Toshimi stood before him, cheerful eyes gazed at him while tugging at the hand she held in hers. His smile beamed down at her as he gripped her hand lightly.
Shoto's thoughts were interrupted when a cookie lightly touched his lips. You stood before him, Yume held in your arms as you both smiled happily at him. Yume's hand held out a cookie to his face eagerly, he gave her a bright smile in return and took a big bite of the cookie.
"Yes Toshimi?" he asked sweetly.
"Daddy, the important part is coming! Come watch it with us!" She beams.
His ears burned red with heat as his face quickly flushed at the request. His stunned eyes looked towards the coach where you sat, laughing silently as you watched him.
Tenya let his daughter lead him over to the coach where he sat beside you, the girl deciding to sit in his lap as you lean your head on his shoulder.
I could get used to this.
Overwhelmed. He had just chased her around outside in a game of tag, before finally catching the girl and pulling her into his arms. Her giggles echoed in the air as he twirled her in a circle before lowering her back down to the ground.
The girl tapped his leg, yelling a quick "you're it!" as she ran away from him once again. Her laughter reached his ears as he watched her run carefree around, swiveling around the trees.
"Woah! She has a lot of energy!" Izuku exclaimed breathlessly from behind him. Two hours of continuous running wore down his green haired friend.
The abundance of energy wasn't surprising to him, given she shared his engine quirk. He remembered how energetic he was at her age, often chasing his older brother Tensai around for hours. He pushed the thought away as he plunged into action again, not using his quirk in order for the girl to run happily as long as she wanted.
A few hours had passed and Tenya had only returned to the dormitory thirty minutes ago with his daughter in hand. However, the girl bounced on the balls of her feet before running around the building chasing down Kirishima and Tokoyami in a new game of tag.
He let out a tired sigh as he leaned back against the couch, his eyes closed from exhaustion. No matter how much energy he had as a kid, his daughter's endurance outmatched his by tenfold.
"She wore you out already?" you laughed, gentle hands reached out and fixed his tousled hair.
"The level of energy she possesses is overwhelming. Even when I was her age I would eventually get tired, but she just keeps going."
You sat beside him, a small smile formed on your lips at the thought of a young Tenya playing so much that he exhausted himself. A laugh escaped you , forcing his eyes open as he looked at you questioningly.
"I probably should have told you that when I was a kid I had so much energy I was practically bouncing off the walls. It might have stopped you from suggesting a game of tag." You laughed remembering how tired your parents often were in your younger years.
"It seems yours plus mine resulted in the world's most energetic future hero." He says happily, still reeling from the exhaustion that weighed on his body.
A crash from the floor above echoed to their ears, a grimace formed on both of your faces as you knew it had to involve your daughter. He stood quickly ignoring his already sore muscles as he made his way towards the sound.
"We should probably enlist Hagakure's help. if she places hide and seek with her it will eventually wear her out." You explained to him.
He looked at you as a laugh escaped him, before he reached over and pulled you into a hug. You had so simply come up with a solution that had left him feeling powerless. He couldn't have chosen a more perfect person to have a family with.
Thankful. After two days passed since Toshimi's appearance, the three of you were settled into a routine. He would wake her up and pass her along to you while he prepared breakfast. You would cook dinner while he entertained her with board games. You would tuck her into bed at night while he read her to sleep.
A sudden frown replaced the smile that graced her face a moment before. Tenya stiffened at the sight, quickly trying to piece together the cause for the sudden change.
"What's wrong princess?" he asked delicately, patting her head.
You shifted near the bed with your knees on the floor, laying a comforting hand over your daughters.
"I miss home, and my friends and Takashi."
"Takashi?" Tenya questioned.
"Big brother." She pouted.
Guilt ran through him, his thoughts from the other day rushing back into his mind. He inwardly cursed his future-self for not paying enough attention to her at that moment, for not being fast enough to rescue her.
You noticed the conflicted feelings wash over your boyfriend's face, as your eyes drifted back towards your daughter a pout still settled on her lips. You hummed in thought before finding the right words to comfort the little girl.
"Toshimi, who do you think the best hero is?" you hummed.
"Daddy!"
"Exactly! And the best hero is definitely going to bring you back home. There's no need to worry, okay? I promise everything will be just fine."
You pressed your lips to her temple for a goodnight kiss, your hand squeezed her gently to reassure her. When you had pulled back from your daughter you noticed that Tenya's face had relaxed at your words as well, and you happily leaned over to him and placed a kiss on his cheek.
The girl's eyes closed as she quickly drifted off to sleep, leaving her parents in the silence of the room. His gaze never left yours , wordlessly stunned by how you handled the situation better than he could have.
"You really believe in me that much?" his eyes softened as a small blush formed on his cheeks.
"Of course I do."
"I'm so thankful to have you with me y/n."
He leaned down to place a gentle kiss on your soft lips, making your heart beat faster and you breathe catch in your throat. The kiss was warm and loving, filled with every ounce of affection he held for you , showing just truly thankful he was to be by your side. He left you breathless and wanting more when he pulled away.
Satisfied. That night you camped on the floor of his room, letting your daughter keep the bed to herself. You were both settled in the sleeping bags, your eyelids grow heavy as you started to drift off to sleep. He watched your sleeping figure and felt himself relax at the sight.
Tenya finally let his tired eyes close as he drifted off into the darkness of the night, only to be awoken a few moments later to the dim light as a pink fog formed around his daughter. He sleepily watched as the fog expanded and thickened in density, the figure of the girl became harder to see and he could just barely make out the lines of a taller figure standing above the bed and holding the girl to his chest.
The image disappeared in a flash as the pink fog deepened and then receded quickly, an empty bed left in its place. He couldn't help but smile at the thought that his daughter was now safely back home and that she would wake up to her parents in the morning. The smile deepened when he thought about the figure that had appeared in the fog, knowing that it must have been his future-self.
His heart filled with joy as his eyes closed once again letting the darkness take over his mind as he drifted off to sleep, finally at peace.
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"Tenya! Tenya!"
"Wake up!"
"Tenya!"
You desperately shook his shoulder , anxiety laced in your voice as you called out to him in his dreams.
When you had awoken to the morning light shining on your face and not to his gentle deep morning voice like before , you were confused. Then the sight of an empty bed where your daughter had been caused your heart to sink, you quickly jumped out of your sleeping bag and looked around the room for her.
The search had been fruitless, and as you now kneeled by Tenya's sleeping figure forcing him awake with your worry. His eyebrows furrowed together as sleepy eyes opened to greet you.
"Y/N?" his deep morning voice still thick with sleep questioned.
"She's not in bed, we have to go find her!" your mind raced as thousands thoughts swirled around your head.
"What if she ran away because of how upset she was last night?"
"Y/N-"
"How did the door opening not wake us up? I'm a light sleeper!" you interrupted him.
His heavy laugh filled the air and brought you out of your anxiety filled rambles. You watched as he put his glasses back on and he blinked away the remaining feelings of sleep that was holding onto him.
"I hate to break it to you, but you are definitely not a light sleeper by any means y/n." He laughed happily to himself.
"Is that really important right now?" You huffed out with a pink dust forming on your cheeks.
"She's back home."
your eyes widened and eyebrows rose in a questioning shock, your mind processing the information as you tried to ask him questions but you couldn't get the words to form. He noticed your shocked expression and how your mind must have been reeling from the sudden transition.
"After you went to sleep last night, the fog reappeared and took her back home. She's safe and probably woken up by now thinking the last few days were nothing but a bad dream." He explained.
You sighed in relief as the two of you shared a loving hug, the morning light still shining through the small slit in the curtains framing both of your figures. He looked at you in awe, before placing a tender kiss on your forehead.
"I love you y/n."
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You walked towards Tenya's room noticing Toshimi's laugh echoing out into the hallway, the crack in the doorway allowed for you to peek through slightly.
Toshimi continued to giggle as she desperately tried to place the facemask on Tenya's face with her tiny hands. Tenya's glasses were off his face and his hair was pulled back by a fuzzy cat headband, a soft smile plastered on his face making the corners of his eyes crinkle. The pure affection that glowed in his eyes caused your body to still at the sight, the heat coursing through your body traveled to your fingertips engulfing them in a pink hue. You pushed away the oughts as you swung open the door , making your presence known.
He jerked his head in the direction of the noise, dark blue eyes meeting your y/e/c ones. Hair still pulled from his face, a slight shine covering his facial features from where your daughter had tried to attach the face mask. You eyed the products on the desk and in your daughter's hands as she excitingly picked what she was going to try next.
"I thought I was missing some selfcare products! so this is where they ran off to?!" You teased.
"I'm sorry! I just wanted to give daddy a makeover!" She giggled.
"Well in that case, can I help?"
"Yes!"
She all but dragged you over to her workstation in the form of Tenya's desk and started to place items in your hands as she explained what she was going to do next to the man in the seat. He listened intently to her words with soft eyes and a loving smile that made your heart flutter the more you looked upon it.
"Daddy, after the makeover you're going to be the most handsome hero." Toshimi boasted about her skills.
"I think daddy already is sweetie, but we can make him even more handsome."
Tenya tensed in his seat , the blistering heat radiating from his cheeks at the words. He shyly massaged the back of his neck with closed eyes as he tried to repress the growing blush. You two were going to send him into cardiac arrest one of these days.
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Hitoshi Shinsou:
A five year old girl stood before them, tears rolling down her round cheeks as she cried.
Surprised. At the sight of the girls, everyone's nerves calmed down as they tried to understand the situation. Hitoshi took another glance towards the girl that was now being comforted by All Might and Aizawa.
His heart pounded against his ribcage as he took in their appearance, which has become more familiar to him the more traits he saw. The conversations and noise happening around him faded as he was frozen in shock at the sight.
The girls hair was a light indigo color, with bright y/e/c eyes the irises white just like his. Her nose scrunched up cutely as she to calmed down, just like yours. The smile that lit up her face as All Might transformed into his hero form originally belonged to you, and the way she excitedly squealed was a picture perfect copy of yours.
Izuku was just as quick at piecing together the traits.
"Shinsou, you don't have younger siblings do you?" he timidly asked.
Hitoshi was still too surprised to answer coherently. Instead he had shook his head 'no' before he glanced your way, Izuku's eyes following suit.
You and Ochaco had been gushing over the girl's cuteness, you paused for a brief moment as you noticed his stare and waved happily.
"Those girls look exactly like what I imagine y/n & I's would." He whispered under his breath, Izuku being the only one who could hear.
Hitoshi still had his eyes trained on you, his mind reeling from the conclusion it had jumped to.
Panicked. There was a resounding silence that echoed as a joyful squeal filled the air. The girl had managed to see you among the students, and ran as she happily squealed. Your arms had opened as if on instinct, and the small girl jumped into your arms with her face now buried into your shoulder.
"Do you know this girl y/n?" Tsu questioned, her face eyebrows furrowed in thought.
You shook your head 'no' silently in surprise, while offering comforting pats along the small girl's back.
"Daddy!" The girl screamed again, looking towards Hitoshi from her place on your shoulder.
The girl in your arms stirred as she struggled to get out of your grip, you slowly let her down towards the ground being careful that she wouldn't fall. Once her feet hit the ground she ran towards him with outstretched hands, excitement bubbled on her face as she took in the sight of him.
His cheeks burned with red heat, the train of thought completely stopped as his eyes glanced from the child to you. Even though he had assumptions, The title of "daddy." had caught him off guard and he was slow to recover.
"Daddy?" The girl whimpered, eyes watering.
The shrill of panic waved through him once more, his hands becoming sweaty in his pockets from the heat his body was producing. The tips of his ears and neck now matched his bright crimson face as he leaned down and picked the girl up in his arms.
"Shinsou and y/n have a kid!?!?" Kaminari bellowed loudly.
Chaos erupted as Hitoshi walked over to you with hasty steps, making sure to keep a steady grip on his daughter. Your eyes were wide as he stood next beside you , mentally trying to process now having a daughter out of thin air.
Your mind swirled for answers, but you couldn't help the deep blush that took over your face as Hitoshi's free hand held yours. The action made your heart flutter loudly in your ears. This isn't the first time you've held hands with your boyfriend, but in this moment you two didn't just look like a cute couple, but instead a family.
Aizawa managed to gain control over the rowdy students, instructing everyone to the dormitories.
"There's obviously no point in continuing classes today while we investigate. I need to inform the principal, Iida, make sure the class acts accordingly." He states firmly with tired eyes.
Intrigued. Y/N had decided to go back with him to his dorm instead of the class 1-A dorm, deciding separating wouldn't be good for the girl now in your care. After comforting the girl at the dormitory, y/n was able to coax out bits and pieces of information from her. Your subtle questions being simple and easy for the five year old to understand. His amazement at your ability to be calm and collected in this situation made him Intrigued, he hadn't been able to utter a single word since his brain short-circuited with the simple title acquirement of 'daddy'.
"My name is Nozomi!" the girl happily introduced herself to the students.
"How cute!"
Everyone gushed over the girl, as she quickly made friends with his classmates. Hitoshi sat on the couch next to you, gently placed your hand on his own. Both sets of eyes watched on as Nozomi danced along the room playing with the classmates she met.
"Nozomi said a villain hit her with his quirk while she was watching us fight." you stated while you gave his hand a quick squeeze.
"Time travel is such a strong quirk, and to think a villain had it and used it on our daughter is worrying." His eyebrows furrowed at the thought.
Since it was a villain who brought her here there was no way of knowing if and when they would return to the right timeline, or what their goals were in doing this in the first place. Thoughts about how this could affect the future weighed down on his shoulders and he grimaced at the lack of information they possessed.
"I know it's sudden, but I think we could be good parents while she is here, don't you think so too?"
Your eyes locked with his in confidence and at the mere sight of it, a soft smile formed on his lips.
"Well of course, she is our daughter."
Hitoshi watched as a wide smile grew on your lips and a gentle laugh escaped you. His thoughts were still plagued with questions that desperately wanted answers, but he knew with you by his side everything would work itself out.
He wanted to enjoy every moment he spent with you and his daughter, while the three of you played house in his dorm.
Loved. He watched you from afar, his classmates rambling about how the time travel quirk could work brought him out of his thoughts as he tried to pay attention.
His eyes wandered back over to you, Nozomi practically attached to your hip as you flawlessly moved around the kitchen. Amazement settled on his features, even when Nozomi had gotten in your way or had tried to open the stove on her own, you handled it effortlessly like a dance.
Glided around the Nozomi to grab ingredients. Grabbed the girl's hand and twirled her in another direction. She asked to lick the cookie dough off the spoon, you swiftly complied with a laugh. Tiny hands tried to reach for the newly baked cookies without you looking, you lightly tapped them away with your fingers and a smile.
How are you so amazing?
Hitoshi's thoughts were interrupted when a cookie lightly touched his lips. You stood before him, Nozomi held in your arms as you both smiled happily at him. Nozomi's hand held out a cookie to his face eagerly, he gave her a bright smile in return and took a big bite of the cookie.
"My Love, tell him what you just told me." you laugh.
Nozomi beamed. "Daddy gets the first one!"
He coughed viciously as he almost choked on the treat. The two of you had laughed at his response.
Lonely. That night after Aizawa had left with Eri, a faint pink mist started to form around the girls. You drew Hitoshi's attention to the growing mist as your hand clasped around his.
His heart sank at their figure's being overtaken as the mist turned to a thick fog. He could no longer see their features and he desperately wanted to reach out and yank them into his arms. Hitoshi's arm rose slightly, face etched in sadness when you stopped him.
"I didn't get to say goodbye." Sorrow filled his eyes as the fog faded, the girl no longer hiding within it.
"The future you is greeting her right now."
Silence settled between you as you embraced him in a hug, tightly holding on to him in hopes you could ease the loss.
"I thought when they went home I would be relieved that she had returned safely, but I already miss having her around."
He held onto you tightly, burying his face in your shoulder.
Eager. The rest of that night was filled with you cuddling your boyfriend in his dorm, comforting him despite the sudden arrival and loss of his daughter. His arms wrapped lazily around you in his sleep as the morning sun shined brightly through his balcony doors.
"Good Morning, how are you feeling?" you questioned, eyebrows furrowed in worry.
He smirked, placing a finger in between your eyebrows.
"Better."
"Yeah?" you were still worried about him.
"If you want to make me feel even better than I do right now, you can agree to having Nozomi right after we graduate high school."
"We'll think about that after you graduate into the hero program." You tease.
"With that kind of motivation how could I lose?" He laughed nuzzling into your neck.
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He woke up to the feeling of an empty bed as he reached out his hand searching for his daughter and you. His tired eyes slowly opened, drifting lazily over the dark room looking for the missing figures only to meet with emptiness, his eyes darted toward the clock to see 1:52 reflected brightly on the digital screen.
He got out of bed and went looking for the bodies missing from his bed, tired feet carrying him towards the kitchen where he heard slight movement in the middle of the night.
His body stopped suddenly when he took in the image in front of him , you and Nozomi were dancing in your pajamas in the middle of the kitchen. The air pods split up between the two of you as you both trailed happily around in the stove's glow as it was the only light brightening up the kitchen ground. He watched amused, careful not to make a sound as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms with a smug expression taking over his face.
Your dancing continued for a few more moments before you suddenly turned his way, eyes instantly catching the figure standing in the darkness as shock washed over your face. Your sudden stop made your daughter stop as well as she looked in the direction your eyes were gazing towards before a blush crept onto her face at the sight of her father.
Hitoshi and you stared at each other in silence and disbelief for a few moments as you thought about what to say to your boyfriend when the oven timer beeps interrupting your thoughts.
"We got hungry and made late night brownies." You say shyly.
"Would you like some?"
"Only if you two promise the next time you decide to have a dance party In the kitchen you invite me to." He smirks happily as he makes his way closer to you.
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Tamaki Amajiki:
A seven year old girl stood before them with confusion written on her face as she took in her surroundings.
Anxious. The unsettling feeling of anxiety racked over his body as he heard the principal's voice call his name along with yours on the speaker system, directing the two of you to head towards Ground Gamma. His hand shook as he walked next to you in the hallway, as far as he knew there were no exercises that they had been made aware of and were assisting in. So why are they suddenly calling just the two of you out there?
You clasped his hand in yours as you two walked side by side, a slight blush formed on his cheeks before quickly receding due to his anxious thoughts. You took in the sight of his knitted eyebrows and creased forehead as you glanced from the side, his anxiety gnawing on your emotions as you felt the need to reassure him.
"Takami, I don't think it's anything to worry about. Just remember I'm here for you okay?"
"Thank you Y/N, I'm sorry I get nervous so easily."
"Don't be, we are a couple and couples rely on each other when they need comfort so that's not something you need to say sorry for." you reassured him before you both continued on your way.
The cold winter air bristled your skin as you walked towards Ground Gamma. You sniffled as another sharp breeze wrapped around your body, Tamaki's hand releasing from yours suddenly as you shivered from the loss of heat. The thick U.A blazer was placed firmly on your shoulders, you blinked and glanced over to the boy at your side who now only stood in his short sleeve uniform shirt. He gave a shy half-smile before extending his hand out to you once more, which you took happily relishing in the warmth that radiated off his skin.
The appearance of the erasure hero came into view as they got closer to their destination. Briskly walking the last few steps to meet the teacher in front of them, Aizawa's stern tired eyes met theirs as they faintly heard the sounds of the year one students fighting against each other.
"Aizawa sensei, did you need our help with another exercise?" You questioned.
He stayed silent for a moment pondering on his answer before simply stating "No."
"Then sir , why are we here?"Tamaki asked with confusion written clearly on his face.
The teacher observed the two for a moment before releasing a long sigh and jutting his head in the direction behind him. His gaze was drawn to a young girl sitting in All Might's lap as she happily listened to him tell her stories. Her long indigo hair reached just below her waist, her delicate finger moving a few strands behind her elfish-like ears. The bright y/e/c eyes shined with amazement at something she just heard from the retired number one hero.
The similarities shook him to his core, she crinkled by the child's as she smiled were exactly the same as yours. The nose he had gotten so used to see on your face now rested on the girl in question, and her bubbly laughter made his stomach sink because the only person he ever heard with laughter as sweet and honeyed as that was from your lips.
"She appeared while we were setting up for the next round of class matches, after asking her some questions we were able to briefly understand what was going on." Aizawa started to explain to them.
"I don't understand-" You started.
"Is that girl-? Is she-? She looks like our future love child."Tamaki stutters out, interrupting you.
Your eyes widened at the statement glancing over at Aizawa to see him nod his head in confirmation of the claim. You looked over to the girl once more taking in her features as you start to notice the remarkable similarity she has to the two of you that you hadn't taken into account beforehand.
"She introduced herself as Meiko Amajiki, the daughter of Suneater and y/h/n. Would you like to meet her?"
Tamaki nervously shakes his head in reply as his hand reaches out for yours once more. You accept it graciously and your thumb rubs circles into the back of his hand to calm him and yourself as the three make their way to the child.
Flustered. The tension crackled in the air like electricity the closer he got to the girl happily playing in All Might's lap. His footsteps echoed into his ears as he walked on the pavement, panicked eyes plastered to his shoes not willing himself to look up as thoughts overwhelmed his mind. A love child from the future suddenly dropped into their lives, would he even be able to take care of her the same way his future-self would? Would she cry when she saw him ? He's never been that great at babysitting.
The singsong voice resounded caused him to tense as she called out and rejoiced in the excitement at seeing the younger form of her parents. Her wide sparkling eyes met his as she looked up from his feet in shock at the child running towards him, arms wide open ready to jump into his arms at any moment.
"Daddy!" The girl cheered as he tightly wrapped his arms around her when she jumped at his figure.
The dazzling smile she praised lit up his world like sunlight, he turned crimson in awe of the brightness that engulfed him from the girl in his arms. He never experienced something quite as beautiful and warm as the feeling of love he felt from his future daughter, it made him in freeze place not knowing what to do next in the situation.
"Daddy?" The girl questioned upon seeing his tensed reactions.
You took over the situation with ease. You directed the girl's attention towards you, noticing that Tamaki was lost in thought as the blistering crept to the points of his ears and down his neck. You waved your hand in greeting, a wide smile placed on your lips as you spoke.
"Hi Meiko! We are so excited to see you!"
"But daddy isn't talking.."
"Daddy is just so amazed at how beautiful you are that it shocked him for a moment sweetheart."
"Oh! Like when he sees you walk down the stairs on date night?!" The girl questioned happily as you choked on air.
"That's right!"
Her laughter filled your ears as Tamaki looked between you two in awe, eyes brimming with tears at the sudden family. The acquired role of a father being placed on his shoulders, his face still blistered from the heat rushing throughout his body not yet used to being addressed as daddy.
Tamaki wordlessly brushed his hand through the soft tresses of his daughter's hair, looping strands around his fingers as he played with it. Contemplating how such a beautiful child could be the by-product of anything he created in the world , but then remembering you was obviously the reason for why your daughter had grown into such a lovely child.
"Meiko, I'm really happy to meet you." He said softly , his eyes lowering in bliss.
Meiko bubbled with giggles as she wrapped her tiny arms around his neck and engulfed him in a tight hug. The conversation is still going on between you and Meiko as she released herself from the sudden hug and looked back to you with sparkling eyes , voice animated as she rambled about her new favorite tv show.
"Amajiki , we are going to let the two of you look after her while she's here. She'll be more comfortable around people she knows rather than strangers, while we continue looking into how to return her home." Aizawa explained with a tired expression.
"I'll take care of her!" Tamaki confidently confirmed shocking you beside him.
Tamaki's confidence suffered greatly on a day to day basis ,but when it mattered he was able to completely shut off the negative thoughts that plagued his mind and become the bright hero you have come accustomed to seeing on missions. A soft smile formed on your lips as you took onto the sight of your boyfriend holding your daughter in his arms with a stern look of resolve washed over his features.
"In that case, Meiko, are you ready to go to the dormitory with us?" You asked brightly.
"Yes Please!"
She worked her way out of Tamaki's strong hold on her as she jumped down from his arms , he looked distraught from the sudden loss of holding his daughter in his arms while his hands shook slightly.
Meiko reached out both her hands to grab onto each of her parents, adjusting herself in the middle of the couple as she prepared herself for the walk to the dormitory. When the couple didn't admittedly start walking to their destination, she gazed up with a questioning look at her parents. Tamaki's face returned to the crimson hue as the blush crept back on to his features at the girl's actions, the thought didn't escape him that they really looked like a family like this each holding one of her hands as they walked happily.
His happy family.
Fascinated. After returning to the dormitory, y/n was able to gather more information out of the girl. The subtle way of getting to know your future daughter without putting pressure on her amazed him as he watched from the sidelines. He took note of the things the girl mentioned she liked and what she disliked as they talked as well as the expressions she would make that reminded him so much of yours whenever he would see you get excited about a particular topic.
"Meiko, how did you end up getting here anyways?" Tamaki asked cautiously.
The bubbly girl stopped for a moment deep in thought over the question she was asked, her hands clapped together as she started to explain the story to the both of them.
"I was visiting the park with uncle Mirio, and when I was playing with a kid her quirk suddenly activated. The next thing I knew I was here and even got to meet All Might!" She giggled happily.
You gasped at the realization another child was the reason for her traveling to this time. Since it was a child who brought her here, there was no way of knowing if and when she would return to the right timeline. A moment of worry rushed through your features as you tried to conceal it from the child who made her way over to Tamaki to sit in his lap rather than in her own spot on the coach.
The third year classmates gushed at the overwhelming cuteness your daughter possessed as she waved at the students with a bright smile each time she caught eyes with a new person in the lounge. Tamaki's face lowered as flustered with his bangs from the immense stares being thrown his way at the attention his cute daughter was attracting.
"Uncle Mirio, that means me right?!" The eccentric blonde laughed, his blue eyes shining at the girl.
"Uncle!" The girl gleamed, jumping from her spot on Tamaki lap.
The pair happily jumped in excitement at meeting each other as he took Meiko in his arms and twirled her around the room happily introducing his niece to all of the classmates. Tamaki watched in wonder at the two forces of light that filled any room they walked into with joy. She looked so much like him but at the same time she acted nothing like him. The fact fascinated him as he continued to watch from afar from his seat beside you, clutching your hand in his ass he lowered his head to rest on your shoulder shielding his face from the curious onlookers.
"She's so bright, like you and Mirio combined." He mumbles under his breath barely audible to where only you could hear.
You stilled beneath him at the words wishing you could see the emotions on his face in order to gauge how he was feeling in the moment.
"Really? From what I see she shines more like you, a dazzling moonlight that lights up the dark nights."
You knew he would think you were just saying that in order to make him feel better, but as you looked at your daughter playing with Mirio from a distance the only thing you saw was the same bright light that Tamaki would have when ever he would be around his best friend.If Mirio was the the sun to Tamaki , then he was most defiantly the moon to you.
"Thank you." He hummed into your shoulder the vibrations sending chills down your spine.
"Do you really think she shines like me ?" He asks the thoughts eating at him once he thinks a bit to long on your words.
"Of course, the spitting image of you when you are fighting crime or happily laughing with Mirio."
"I want her to be more confident than I am."
"I don't think you have to worry about that." you laugh lightheartedly.
"I hope she stays that bright forever."
"She will."
Tamaki moves slightly to where he can look into your eyes, a deep blush formed on his cheeks as his eyes deepened with affection as he took in your features. It wasn't just his daughter that fascinated him, but you as well. The way your words always managed to settle his heart and ease his mind when he was panicked, the way your smile would cause his form even if he was having a bad day , or the way your laughter would cause his heart to quicken and his face to flush just from hearing it.
He timidly leaned into you as he placed a soft kiss to your lips, drinking in the way the felt against his. The sweet taste rewarded him as he licked his tongue over lips when you parted them in shock. An audible gasp drew his attention away from you to the room still full of his classmates as his body turned crimson his eyes darted to the floor in shame.
"Y/N I'm sorry, -" He started while stuttering out the words.
"That was amazing." You interrupted him hoping to raise his self esteem and assure him that you did not mind the sideshow of public affection.
He stiffly walked towards a wall placing his head against it while he tried to calm his blistering body from the thought that people had witnessed him kiss you so openly. His fingertips felt hot against his face as she covered his face with his hands, trying to block out the mental pictures of shock written on his classmates faces.
Enchanted. He watched you from afar, Mirio's laughter bringing him out of his thoughts briefly as he made eye contact with his blonde best friend once more. A soft smile overtaking his lips as he listened to the story was explaining to Neijire and him, before his gaze drifted ever so slightly back to you.
Meiko was sitting on your lap as you both drew pictures together happily, the crayons around and markers scattered around the table you were at. Every so often the child's tiny hands would stop moving and she would pick up the paper to show you waiting for praise on her latest work of art. Your sweet laughter enchanted him as you would pat her head in gently and look in awe at what the girl had shown you.
You were so effortlessly caring for a child that had been thrusted into your life. The parenting came to you easily as you played and took care of the girl in your arms, where he would still become flustered and have trouble speaking whenever the girl called him daddy or attracted too much attention his way from his classmates. You were enchanting to him, the way you were able to so care-freely smile with Meiko as if everything in the world was normal and she wasn't brought here out of the blue.
You are amazing.
Tamaki's thoughts were interrupted when a piece of paper constricted his view of you. Meiko stood before him, hands outstretched towards him holding a drawing she just completed. The bright smile still adorning her lips as her sparkling eyes met his, he took the art carefully in his hands to adjust his eyes to the paper. He saw the figures of a happy family of three outside a house, all smiling happily as he took note of their characteristics resembling the three of them. A soft smile was brought to his lips as he reached down to hug his daughter and bring her onto his lap.
"You are an amazing artist." He said gently, patting her head.
Meiko beamed. "I made that one special, just for you daddy!"
His heart hammered against his chest as he took in the bright smile the girl was rewarding him, faintly heating the laughter from Mirio and Neijire at his side from his reaction.
Determined. After two days had passed since Meiko appeared, he had realized how much the girl loved to have tea parties. Often dragging you and him to your imaginary set up in the lounge area, when you suggested the idea of having a real tea party to the girl she was ecstatic and therefore Tamaki was now walking with the girl at his side as he entered Fatgum's agency.
She carried the self decorated invitations she created in her hands as they walked hand in hand. Her bubbly smile caught the attention of his coworkers as they passed by, his gaze lowering to the ground as they walked further into the building.
Fatgum greeted them happily as they entered his office, slightly shocked by the child accompanying his protégée especially since she looked so similar to Tamaki.
"Hello Suneater, who is this cutie following you around today?"
"This is Meiko, y/n and I'd future love child that got sent back in time." Tamaki nervously explained , his hand rubbing the back of his neck.
The pro hero stiffened in his seat at the news, shock temporarily taking over his features before he pushed it away replacing it with a bright smile he directed towards the young girl in the room.
"Well hello there Meiko, what brings you here today?" he asks excitedly, eyeing the invitations in her hands.
"I'm inviting you to a tea party! There's invitations for daddy's friends Kiri and Tetsu to!" She bubbled before running up to him and placing the invitations in his hand.
"It's a bit last minute, the tea party is for later today . I was hoping you could bring them along with you after paroling." Tamaki apologized sheepishly.
"Oh woah! Of course I'll be there and I'll make sure to bring them along. How could we miss such a cute girl's tea party?" He stated, happily while ruffling the girl's hair with his hands.
He watched as Fatgum picked up his daughter and carried her around his building introducing her to the staff, happily rejoicing in the fact that Tamaki had a bright future ahead of him with a happy family waiting for him. He received endless praises for his daughter's cuteness as they gushed about her bubbly personality, his face turned crimson as he tried to fight the feeling of walking out of the building before his daughter was done playing with his mentor.
One thought played over in his head as he watched the girl beam as Fatgum lifted her up on his shoulder.
I want to make this the best tea party she's ever had.
Determination filled his bones as he pulled out his phone, searching for your contact number before sending you ideas to add to the preparations.
"Daddy, Fatgum said there's a cookie shop nearby. Can we stop there on the way home?" You sing out while looking up at him with wide eyes.
"Of course sweetheart, anything your heart desires." He said sweetly as he brushed a stray strand of hair out of her face and back behind her ear.
She started to drag him out of the building as he waved goodbye to Fatgum and his coworkers, they looked on at the sight with happiness at how much the girl was bringing Tamaki out of his shell.
"We should bring some for y/n too, I wonder what flavor they would like though." Tamaki thought out loud hands till being held by his daughter as they walked on the sidewalk.
"Oh! I know that one! It's mint chocolate chip, they told Aunt Neijire one time it's her favorite because your breath always smells like mint!" The girl happily confessed what she had overheard in the future.
Tamaki's body went numb as his body temperature rose at an alarming rate. The fingers that held onto the girls hand burned crimson as she looked up at him in curiosity, the pair stopped in the middle of the sidewalk as people passed by them. His face was covered by his bangs as he gazed down towards his shoes, eyes wide in shock at the confession he was never supposed to hear.
He mentally took a note to always keep an extra stock of mints in case he ever ran out.
Heartbroken. That Night as the two of you were cleaning up the party supplies while Meiko was happily running around the lounge with Mirio, a shocked gasp drew your attention from picking up trash to the pink mist forming around your daughter. You took Tamaki's hand in your as you lead him close to the girl watching her figure get swallowed by the growing fog.
His heart sank to his stomach as he watched the growing fog become thick to where he couldn't make out her features, anxiety grew in him as he wrestled with the idea of rushing into the fog and pulling her back out in order to spend a few more days with her. Tears fell down his cheeks as he curled an arm around your waist and placed his face in your shoulder, his heart breaking at the sight of his daughter leaving so suddenly bringing him to cry on your shoulder.
"I don't want her to leave" Sorrow laced his voice as it shook into your neck.
"Just think about how much future you have been missing her the last few days and how happy he will be seeing her again." You said softly rubbing his back to calm his tears.
The light from the pink fog dissipated as the fog faded and the indigo haired girl no longer stood before them.
Silence filled the room as Mirio looked at you with sadness , not knowing what to do in order to comfort his friend at this moment. You smile softly in return and grab Tamaki's hand leading him to your room for the night.
When you reached your room, you kept the lights off only allowing the curtains to open slightly to fill the room with dim moonlight as you pulled him to your bed. He refused to look you in the eye as he sat on the bed motionless, you hurriedly changed into pajamas in your closet not wanting to take too long in order to comfort your boyfriend who was reeling with the loss of his future daughter.
"Tamaki" You started to get shy as you sat on the bed next to him. "Cuddle with me tonight?"
His hands urgently reached for you, holding you tightly in his embrace and he let the tears fall freely down his cheeks once more. You caressed your fingers through his indigo strands as you let him feel his emotions openly within the comfort of your arms.
Confident. The rest of that night was filled with tears and needy cuddles , as he refused to let go of your figure, half afraid you would disappear as well he didn't keep a firm hold on you. His tears finally stopped as he fell into a deep peaceful sleep, while you brushed away the remaining wet tears that rolled down his eyes.
The sunlight filled the room through the opening in the curtain as your eyes adjusted to the morning light, blinking away the sleep that had taken over you.
You look down to Tamaki's face that was nestled on your chest as his arms were wrapped securely around you in a tight embrace. His face was peaceful as he continued to sleep through the morning hours. You gently brushed some hair out of his eyes and behind his ear as he flinched at the movement , eyes slowly opening to take in your figure beneath him highlighted by the sunlight of the room.
"Good morning Tamaki, how are you feeling?" You gently questioned while running your hands through his tousled sleep hair.
"My heart still feels empty knowing she's no longer here, but I had a dream about our family last night."
"Oh yeah, what happened in the dream?"
"We were happy, hugging her and playing with her as she ran around the backyard of our house. We had a dog that she would chase around and when she got tired of being out in the sun she would jump into my arms and have me carry her inside." " She said happily, sighing at the memory.
"That sounds like a beautiful dream."
Tamaki laid with his head still resting on your chest as he listened to your heartbeat racing beneath him as the thought about the last few days .
"I think I'm going to be a good father in the future." He says with confidence gaining in his voice.
"I know you are going to be a good father."
He takes in a breath before slowly exhaling and looking up to make eye contact with your eyes. "There were a few empty rooms in the house I dreamed of."
"were there?" you teased with a smirk forming on your lips.
"We should give her some siblings in the future."
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Meiko happily welcomed her guests into the cutely decorated area where her tea party was taking place. Knowing how excited she was to host this, Takami and you went all out on the decorations in order to assure your daughter's smiling face.
The miniature pink tea set, plates already set out around the table, linens neatly folded and pastries prepared in advance and set out aesthetically on a three tiered tray. The teapot filled with water, so the guests could actually sip their cups instead of pretending to, which had been an idea you slipped to Takami as you two were setting up.
Fatgum, Kirishima and Testutestu eagerly walked into the room, Fatgum being dragged by Meiko's tiny hands as she led him to the seat she declared as his. Nejire and Mirio strolled in happily behind the group, Eri being held in his arms as she looked around the table amazed.
"I've never been to a tea party before." Eri whispered hiding behind Mirio when he placed her down.
"That's okay! The only thing you need to do is have fun and make friends!" Meiko cheered, taking the girl's hand in hers and leading her over to the seat next to hers.
"See and and now your friends with me!" your daughter exclaimed with a bright smile.
Eri's timid expression was replaced by an equally bright smile as the girl's laughter filled the room.
The afternoon was filled with joy as the tea party carried on effortlessly. Tamaki was shyly fed sweets by Meiko every now and then which would cause his face to burn with heat, Mirio would laugh at the sight and prompt Eri to do the same. Fatgum would tell funny stories he acquired over the years , as Kirishima eagerly accepted the offering of refills.
Meiko's happiness lit up the room as if she was the sun herself, she eagerly nodded her head and laughed when Kirishima and Tetsutetsu offered to arm wrestle in order to show was the strongest. Takami watched from his seat beside you, the sight of his daughter so happily playing with all the people closest in his life made his heart throb in his chest.
"You okay Takami?" You questioned when you noticed his far off gaze.
"I'm better than okay. I'm the luckiest father in the world to have such a beautiful family to call my own."
You took in a sharp breath as you covered your face with your hands, hiding the evident blush that formed at the unexpected statement. The blistering heat warmed your hands as the blush rushed to your ears and neck the more you thought of his words.
"Y/N? What happened over there?" Kirishima questioned after he was declared winner of the wrestling match, bringing everyone's attention to you.
The blush instantly turned to a crimson color and you lowered your hands to see the gazes of everyone around the table.
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⋆ ★ A/N: This took me so much longer than I originally thought it would!
For my next requests that has multiple characters I'm probably going to shorten my writing in order to make it easier for me to fulfill meeting my requests in timely manner.
I did end up reusing the prompt I used for Shoto with Hitoshi just because I could no longer look at my screen anymore.
I'm also thinking of writing a part two with Bakugo , Kirishima , Monoma and Mirio. Let me know if you would like me to post that eventually.
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: ̗̀➛ BOTHERED. shinso hitoshi
shinso hitoshi x gn!reader
pinning ! flirting ! suggestive themes ! reader wears a skirt for the first time !
hitoshi is a thighs man. and fuck, you get him with that skirt.
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― hitoshi whose never told you but he loves your thighs
― he knows you've never slept with anyone, and even if he has, he's not going to pressure you or start that conversation with you.
― it happens in school, both of you in your third year. you're in different classes so you only see eachother at lunch. usually, he'd walk you from the dorms but he had a training session with aizawa early and couldn't see you.
― and then he sees you.
― then he sees what you're wearing.
― he's literally breathless??? holy fuck?? the skirt you're wearing is a part of the uniform, but you'd only worn pants from when you started school till today, apparently.
― its hiked up around your waist, flowing down till it sits just covering the edge of your butt.
― he cannot look away for the life of him oh my god someone get this man some water he's so fucking thirsty for you.
― he doesn't say anything until he's walking you back to the dorms and he shoved you against the door to the building, knee between your legs and his hands gripping your hips.
― "fuck, kitten, can't think straight when you're all dressed up" and he's kissing down your neck so feverishly you think you have a cold.
― his hands are wandering and there;s hickeys on your neck and then you finally drag him inside and you have to wear your pants the next day because of the hickeys covering your thighs.
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too far too close.
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pairing: shinsou hitoshi x gn!reader
word count: 2k or sum like that lmao
content warnings: 18+ (minors i will snitch on you to your parents im not kidding), established relationship, aged-up characters (like 19 or 20, old enough to live together on their own), heavy petting, male masturbation, handjob (m receiving), ejaculation, cum eating, voyeurism (kinda??? idfk atp i was just horny and letting my fingers type shit), kinda very super duper sweet soft dom shinsou???? not rlly, but if u squint (there aren’t actual power dynaimcs), afab reader but no pronouns used, one “good girl”, multiple “baby’s”, mentions of marriage, mentions of pregnancy, AFTERCARE, mentions of family, shinsou and reader are whipped for each other like down bad horrendously for each other, not proofread
authors note: hey 🧍🏾‍♀️long time no talk, i haven’t wanted to write in a long time and im not good at it LMAOAOAKSKJSS this is very self-indulgent idk how i wrote this ive never done this before but i want to so bad and shinsou would eat that shit up so. i wrote this for him. and me. we. yeah. i hope yall enjoy this utter fucking garbage and filth like this is actually disgusting. if something doesn't make sense it not my fucking fault LMAOOOOOOOOO. this is the song the fic was based off of. HAPPY READING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! constructive criticism welcomed, reblogs appreciated :333
“you wanna what?”
your boyfriend stares at you in confusion, cheeks rosy, lips red, and hair more wild than normal from smothering your face with his just a minute prior to your sudden question or rather, your strained statement.
“ugh,” you reply, hands flying up to your face to shield you from further embarrassment, “i knew i shouldn’t have said anything.”
hitoshi adjusts himself, sitting up a bit further on the couch and you jostle slightly in his lap as the result of his actions.
“no, no baby, i didn’t mean it like that,” he rebuts, grabbing your wrists to pull your hands from your face. he’s too met with rosy wet lips and flushed cheeks as well as a mild pout. he tries to make eye contact with you, but you focus on things around your apartment instead. hmm, the trash looks full. maybe you should take it out later, and oh! the dishes need to be washed as well. oh, look what’s on tv! you’ve been meaning to get around to watchin-
“baby,” histoshi breaks you from your wandering thoughts and brings both of your hands to his lips to kiss them, “it’s okay,” he says in between kisses, “i was just wondering why is all.”
your eyes snap back to his briefly, then back to fluttering around the apartment, trying to stall and think of an answer that would logically make the most sense.
“well i,” you say, biting your lip between words, “i like seeing you feel good. and you feel good when doing that, right?”
hitoshi hums, kissing about both of your hands, up and down both palms, across each finger, down to your wrists.
“the thought of watching me jerk off turns you on that much? seriously?” he asks, a teasing smirk spreading across his face and you drop your head to the crook of his neck, where his shoulder and collarbone meet.
“you are not making me feel better,” you groan, “i thought we were supposed to be open with each other about these things”
“we are and im glad you told me,” he says, letting go of your wrists and wrapping his arms around your back. “it’s just my job to tease you as your boyfriend.”
you sit up and gift him with a smack across his chest which elicits a chuckle from him. he closes the space between you two and locks his lips with yours, you sighing into the kiss and bringing your hands up to run your fingers through the hairs at the nape of his neck.
the two of you kiss for a while, slowly grinding and whining in response to your growing need for each other. he was so hot and he made you hot and you could never be able to get enough of him.
hitoshi is the one to pull away softly, a soft smack sounding throughout the living room, a thick string of saliva connecting the two of you, “fuck, okay, okay. you wanna see me feel good, yeah?” he asks, eyes heavy and out of breath. “yeah,” you reply, nodding and biting your lip.
“okay,” he says again, giving you a quick peck on your lips before straightening his posture against the back of the couch once more. you move to lift off his lap, intending to take a seat on the soft rug atop the hard cherry wood floor of your living room, but histoshi grabs the meat of your sides before you can fully unmount him.
“i want you to stay here,” hitoshi says, positioning you against his hard length.
you drop your forehead to meet against his, sticky with sweat.
“okay,” you whisper, breath fanning across his face. he hums, agreeing with nothing in particular that you said, simply enjoying the presence of your voice.
he removes a hand from your waist, struggling to shimmy both his joggers and boxers down his legs devoid of his other arm, it having a mind of its own, working itself underneath his (yours) sweater.
you lift up a bit onto your knees to make the process a little easier for him, his head resting between the valley of your breasts. he takes his time working his bottoms down his legs, his other arm caressing the canvas of ur back underneath your (his) oversized sweater. u card ur fingers through his hair as he takes his time partially undressing.
normally, you’d be much more impatient and needy with him, but there was something different about this exchange between you two. this had been sitting heavy on your mind for a while. i mean you always loved jerking him off before giving him the suck of his life, but this was different. he’d never done it in front of you, there was never a need to. he was always hard and ready whenever the time called for it.
you knew he’d done it to the thought of you. he’d told you in passing once, before one of your shared classes.
“i don’t need porn anymore, i have you,” he’d stated blankly, like there was nothing wrong with what he said (there wasn’t, he was just more open than you sometimes).
“oh, okay,” you reply, not sure how to respond.
you were flattered to hear as much, but what really got you hot and bothered was the thought of him doing it. shirt clenched between his teeth, rapidly working his hand up and down his thick cock, needy for release. and ever since you’d been meaning to getting around to asking him to let you see it.
thank god he loves you so much. the bastard actually got turned of by the thought of you watching him as well. what a cawinky dink.
his joggers and underwear finally pool around his ankles and you slowly lower yourself back onto his lap, spreading your legs a little wider. he stares at you, eyes dripping with hunger as he undresses you with just a look.
you pull a little on his hair at the nape of his neck, eliciting a soft whimper from him. his dick, fully erect and raging red at the tip, jumps from the sensation as well, smearing pre cum against his bare stomach.
its weird to see him like this. you’d normally do things like this in the dark and enclosed in your shared bedroom but this was different; orange and pink light spilled from the sheer curtain-covered balcony windows in the living room, lighting everything up properly. there was no room for him to be shy (not that he would be any way).
his happy trail caught the light perfectly, leading down to his crotch, his pubic hair trimmed but not completely shaven. his dick spills more precum, sparkling in the light.
you drop your head back into the crook of hitoshis shoulder, unable to fight the embarrassment from ogling his dick so intensely. 
“you asked me to do this and you’re more embarrassed than me?” he laughs, pulling you up to meet his gaze once more.
“it's not every day im having a staring contest with ur dick hitoshi,” you reply, eyeing him with slight annoyance, “it's just… out… looking at me… all intense like and shit.”
he shakes his head, huffs out a breathless laugh and smiles before pulling you into a quick chaste kiss. when you separate, he brings his left hand up to your face, “spit,” he commands, a tone of bass in his voice, and you comply, building up a nice amount in your mouth before letting it slowly pool into his hand.
“good girl,” he praises, caressing your cheek with his free hand before bringing his other down to his dick.
you're the first to break eye contact, following his hand go to smear your spit over his already wet dick.  
the noise it makes is absurd and you can’t help but moan at his action, squeezing his hips with your knees in hopes of calming down your pussy. you can feel yourself growing hotter by the minute, pussy growing wetter by the second.
“did that make you feel good?” your boyfriend murmurs. that teasing bitch.
nonetheless, you nod, mouth slightly agape, your eyes not meeting his eyesight, but rather staring at his hand fist at his dick, a disgusting slick slick slick rhythm sounding about the living room.
in a way, it was beautiful, the way he fucked his glistening dick with his hand in the golden time of the day. every other stroke, he’d grip his dick firmly, foreskin slowly rolling over his tip, precum mixed with ur spit settling in the small concave space at the tip, making u cream more and more in your bottoms.
this fucker really knew how to please you. what a sweetheart.
“oh fuck,” he wheezes, free hand flying up to grip his hair. he’d found a nice rhythm, speeding up and slowing down, sometimes taking a break from working his shaft to rub his tip with one finger, staying right on the edge.
at this point, you’re squirming all about his lap, unable to contain your need for him. when he moans, you moan. when he gasps, you gasp. when he stops, you try to stop grinding on him, but you have a little less self-control than he does.
he starts and stops again, dick red from all the agitation. you whine from the lost contact, eager to see him continue fucking himself.
“can you do something for me?” he asks, bringing his face up to yours, rubbing his nose lightly across your cheek.
“anything you want,” you whisper against his lips, eyes heavy and breathing hard. you hope he can’t smell the onions from your late lunch. that’d be embarrassing.
“give me your hand,” he says, reaching out for your right hand. he grabs it and his hand feels kinda gross against yours, cold and wet from the lost contact of his dick. 
instead of watching him guide your hand to his dick, this time your eyes stay glued to his, a new sudden confidence flowing through your body.
sometimes, he’d made you feel small with this type of look, eyes unwavering, never shifting from your form. he’d always made you feel shy, his presence suffocating in a way.
but other times, its made you feel so loved the look of want smothering you up to your chin. what does one crave if not wanting to be wanted?
he closes your fist around his dick, your hand encompassed in his larger one, guiding you on how to pleasure him.
“go slow, ill lead,” he says and you nod, still staring at him.
he squeezes his fist around yours, tightening your grip around his length before slowly bringing it down to the bottom of his shaft, his tufts of purple pubic hair tickling your hand before pulling your hands back up to the tip. his foreskin moves with the motion, stretching and tightening around his dick.
your mouth waters at the image displayed of what the sight could look like, but you’d be damned if you lost the game against your boyfriend so you hold his gaze despite your want to watch you pleasure him.
he builds up a rhythm again, this time a deeper slurk slurk slurk sounding about the space. your mouth waters more as he whimpers, louder and more frequent the more you jerk him off. his eyelids sit heavy but still on you, meeting your level of competitiveness. 
he pants, almost like a dog, voice reverberating off the walls and breathing pattern matching the rhythm of your shared strokes on his cock.
awe shit, awe fuck. you want to put him in your mouth and swallow his load, you want him to fuck you softly into the couch, you want to feel him everywhere. you wanted him to give you his babies. raise a family. grow old with him. love him. awe fuck, awe shit.
“does that feel good baby?” you mew, panting in desire. he nods rapidly, eyebrows drawn to a point, mind too clouded with lust to muster up a verbal answer.
you tighten your pointer finger and thumb just slightly as he brings your hands back up to the tip. he jerks forward slightly, but keeps your gaze, groans falling from his mouth. you take you free hand and cup it under his balls, pulling up against them slightly, adding just that much more pressure.
that seems to be what sets him off. 
hitoshis eyes squeeze shut and his jaw slacks agape as he moans out “oh fuck, oh baby, oh fuck fuck fuck fuck, im gonna cum. thank you, thank you-“
he keeps the pace going before his stomach hollows and his thighs tense, slowly jerking his foreskin around his tip with your hand, and letting his head fall back against the couch.
he spurts hot cum from his angry red dick, it splatting across his chest and stomach, across your (his) sweater, and onto your thighs. he still works your hand and his up and down his softening dick, cum oozing down your hands and across your fingers, a squelch squelch squelch gracing your ears.
soon he brings your joined hands to a stop, and sighs, head lolling to the side on the back of the brown couch, eyes still closed, a small smile on his face.
he lets go of your hand, his dick, now shrunken and soft, flopping on his messy stomach. you move to wipe his spend mixed with your spit on your (HIS!!) already soiled sweater but he brings his own hand up to his mouth before licking it, bottom of his palm up the side to the tip of his finger. he pries his eyes open, immediately finding yours before removing his finger from his mouth with a pop.
“tastes good. wanna taste?” he asks and like always, you nod.
he slowly rises from the back of the couch, grabbing your face with his hands, pulling you into a deep, sweet kiss. it was an odd taste, almost like the sour cream water before you mix it up, but if it was from hitoshi, then you’d always ask for more.
you separate with a smack and you smile. he smiles back.
“you like it?” he asks, and you nod.
“toshi’ juice tastes good.”
“good. don’t ever say that stupid shit again.”
you laugh and he sticks his forehead to yours, both slick and sweat.
“where did you learn how to do that?” he questions softly. you giggle, shrugging and pulling him into another kiss, his lips soft and fitting like a puzzle piece against yours, “i told you, i’ve had a lotta time to think about it.”
“i cant wait to marry you,” he whispers, eyes crossing slightly in a post-coital haze of love and lust. you smile harder and let your head fall into the crook of his neck yet again.
“when did that turn into a competition?” you mutter, voice vibrating against his neck and sending shivers down his spine. he lets out a small groan and you smile so hard, your cheeks start to burn.
“you started it,” he accuses and you simply shake your head, “and i ended it too,”
he laughs, airy and wonderful before pressing the tip of his nose to your neck, breathing in your scent.
you let your brain fog over for a bit after such an intense emotional and physical exchange. what were you gonna make for dinner? you still had to wash the dishes from lunch. and take out the trash. and now you both are all dirty and sweaty and smelly. maybe you could shower together after some rest? thank god the couch is pleather. it would be a bitch to clean the cum off of if otherwise.
“i didn’t get you to come yet,” he reminds you, your mind hazed over with sleepiness. you hum, nuzzling further into his neck, “that’s okay. i know you’ll make it up to me.”
he kisses your neck and hums in agreement, suckling at different parts of it, leaving red marks in his lips. “i'll wake you up in a little while so we can get dinner ready. sleep well stinky.”
your mind clouds over until you feel yourself drifting off to sleep. a light snore graces hitoshis ears which only makes him smile.
he rests his back onto the couch, you nuzzling more into his chest. he interlocks his fingers together across your back, his arms resting where your waist meets your ass. the sun sets a nice shade of amber red, smothering the both of you in a calming evening heat and glow. its time to rest now.
“i love you, dork.”
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youremy-celebrity · 1 year
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god's favourite // my hero academia (social media au) [on hold]
a part of me hated all of you
shinsou hitoshi x fem!reader
genre: youtuber/influencer au, fluff, crack, a lil angst, wealthy yn
warnings: swearing, sexual themes, capitalism haha, violence, bakugo is in this a little bit
disclaimer: i'm going to do my best to portray an influencer lifestyle as well as a heiress lifestyle without any personal experience lol so if its inaccurate i'm sorry! also i'll be using blackpink members as a "face claim" for yn so haters go away 😠
taglist open! send an ask to be added :]
profiles!
part one: gonna sound like an ass but
part two: somebody woke up and chose violence today
part three: don't praise the job stealers
part four: ok boomer
part five: you a radar or smth
part six: thank the lord you didn't embarrass yourself
part seven: gotta milk it while i can
part eight: please don't ruin my life
part nine: nice political answer
part ten: even after i told him to be nice
part eleven: whatever
part twelve: bc that's a felony
part thirteen: ahem
part fourteen: truly breathtaking
part fifteen: who is it
part sixteen: text y'all soon
part seventeen: you're fucking famous
part eighteen: i trust hitoshi
part nineteen: i just need some space for now
part twenty: the morning after
part twenty-one: can’t wait to fire all of them
part twenty-two: aren't you a ray of sunshine
part twenty-three: ya sure fam
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main masterlist
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frickingnerd · 11 months
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shinso crushing on a clumsy reader
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pairing: hitoshi shinso x gn!reader
tags: secret admirer shinsou, oblivious reader, wholesome fluff
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shinso always had an eye on you. he never spoke to you, never even introduced himself to you. but he was always nearby, to help you out when you were in trouble. 
at first, he was just interested in your class. he always wanted to be part of the hero course and he wanted to see what the people attending class 1A and 1B were like. and that's when you caught his eye. 
you weren't like the other heroes. you were strong, smart and pretty – but that wasn't what made you stick out. there were smarter and stronger people in your class, even prettier ones. no, what made shinso notice you was how clumsy you were! 
you were always tripping over your own two feet, getting lost in the hallways or forgetting things in the classroom. he often saw you running around on your own and whenever he did, he knew you would sooner or later be in trouble.
so if you forgot a book in the classroom, shinso would drop it in front of your locker or somewhere in the dorms, so you wouldn't have to go all the way back into the main building.
when he noticed something in your path that could make you trip and fall, he'd get rid of it for you.
he knew how clumsy you were and tried to help minimize your little accidents, so you wouldn't get hurt unnecessarily. you never knew it was thanks to him that you ended up having your things on you more often than usual or that you weren't tripping as often as you used to.
and shinso never intended to tell you about it. he wasn't doing it to earn praise. he simply wanted to help you, because that's what heroes do!
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blues824 · 1 year
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i loove the way you write mitsuri <3 ! could you do some hcs of bakugo, hitoshi, and todoroki with a reader who is like her? i loove the contrast in personalities, and i imagine them to be the ones who gift her the green socks to pull her hero costume together after her feeling as if something was missing
Aww, thank you! Female Reader. 
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Katsuki Bakugo
He is so down bad for you, but he doesn’t want to admit it. Not even to himself. Every single night, he stays up just thinking about you. When he does fall asleep, he finds himself dreaming of a future with you by his side as his partner. It made him so angry and frustrated that you wouldn’t leave his mind.
You were just so beautiful and kind that his heart squeezed whenever you gave him affection and attention. It could be as simple as patching him up after training, and he has a serious blush on his face from your soft touch on his skin. Don’t get me started on how it worsens when you check his forehead for a fever.
He wanted to scare you away just so he wouldn’t hurt you. However, you always stuck around even after he insulted you. After a while, he realizes that he has grown soft for you. He wants to follow you around like a lost puppy.
Katsuki doesn’t like it whenever he’s paired up against you, and it’s not because he doesn’t want to fight you. It’s because you pack him up like a lawn chair every single time. That shit hurts, you know? It does critical damage to his ego and pride.
However, he has to admit that he is proud of you. It means that you can defend yourself from sickos in the street. It means that you can defend yourself from villains. It means that you can defend yourself from him if needed.
The Bakusquad is totally excited about you and Bakugo being together. They thought that he was going to remain a bachelor for the entirety of his life. Then you just waltzed into his life. Mina absolutely loves you and thinks you are adorable; Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero all had to listen to the explosive pomeranian go on (lovesick) rants about you.
Bakugo definitely gets jealous whenever you hang out with someone else. You find the scowl he has so freaking attractive, and you find it adorable how he is so protective over you… just like a husband would be. The thought makes you blush, but you can’t help but think about it all the time.
When he first saw how short the skirt was in your hero outfit, he immediately was like ‘absolutely not’. He went out to buy a pair of socks to at least cover some of your legs since he didn’t want anyone else eyeing you up and down. 
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Hitoshi Shinso
And here we have the simpus magnificus, also known as the great simp. Sure, things were rough at the beginning, but that didn’t stop you from pursuing him as a lover. Eventually, he fell for you somewhere along the way.
He didn’t want to admit how much you made him flustered. Whenever you hugged him or tended to his wounds, his face would get red since you were so close to him. However, he did like the closeness.
Internally, he was grateful that you didn’t shun him for having a ‘villain quirk’. You were actually willing to hang out with just him since he always seemed lonely. Plus, you weren’t annoying like his classmates were. You were very soft-spoken, which he found relaxing.
He loved going up against you since that meant that no one else would be able to be so close to you, even if it was just practice. He also low-key found it attractive whenever you beat him, which was every single time. There was just something about being with a woman who could fold him like someone would fold a burrito that was just so freaking hot.
He is so proud of how you grew over your time at UA. You could easily surpass some of the teachers in power and strength. You’ve even picked him up when you hugged him because you forgot about your own strength. He didn’t mind though, since you were excited to see him.
He never thought that he would end up with someone as kind and beautiful as you, since everyone shunned him for years. He always lives with the constant fear that one day you will see what everyone else sees and leave him because of it.
That being said, he does get jealous whenever he sees you hanging out with someone else. It could even be just for a class project, he always tells you that if they try doing something then just get away from them and call him to come help you. (He wants to be your hero so bad).
When he first saw your hero costume, he was worried that 1) you would get cold and 2) people would stare at how short your skirt was. So he bought you some green socks that he thought complimented your outfit. He couldn’t do anything about the skirt length, but he could do something to minimize the skin that was showing.
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Shoto Todoroki
At first, he didn’t know what the pounding in his chest came from, but he realized that it came when you were around. His first instinct was to talk to Fuyumi, but she said something that sounded utterly ridiculous: he liked you. Of course he liked you! You were his friend!
He could go on about you for hours, and Midoriya can vouch for that. The former just talks about you for long periods of time, and the latter is there to counsel him through it. Of course, neither knew why he went to him since Deku almost doesn’t have any rizz, but oh well.
Uraraka and Tsu had to tell him that he was in love with you before it finally clicked. Then he was scared: he didn’t know anything about love, and your quirk has to do everything about love. The smart decision is just telling you, but what if you were only being affectionate because he was your friend?
When he is paired up with you in training, he gets scared that he will hurt you. However, you show your strength by packing him up like a suitcase when you go on vacation. You were actually straddling his torso when you won, and the contact made him blush unknowingly.
Since you were able to defeat him so easily, you became his training partner. He desires to be stronger than his father, but also he wants to be closer to you. Establishing a close connection with you was the next step in leading up to the moment of the confession.
When you do get together, you reassure him that you don’t mind his inexperience with love and affection. You will lead him through it and see what he is comfortable with. He does appreciate hugs and hand-holding, but anything other than that is for behind closed doors.
I don’t think he gets jealous when you hang out with someone else. The temperature of wherever you are just changes drastically and he stares angrily at the person who is stealing your attention. You find it adorable and charming that he cares about you so much, so you make sure that he gets cuddles and kisses when you both go on your inevitable date later.
When he first saw your hero costume, he was concerned about whether you would feel cold. He would probably use his quirk to make you lean into him for warmth. He couldn’t exactly do anything about the length of your skirt, so he decided to purchase some socks that could keep you at least a bit warmer.
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aquadenks · 1 year
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Shinsou x Reader | sfw fluff / comfort
wc: 500+
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Shinsou likes watching you fall asleep, especially on the nights you complain you can’t. You can, you’re just thinking too much, focusing too hard on falling asleep that your brain is resisting.
As someone who sleeps far later than you, mostly because of his own body’s resistance to sleep, one of his favourite things about the curse is, since sharing your bed, watching your breaths even out, your eyelids fluttering slightly in the shallow stages before your jaw relaxes more, a few gentle snores his evidence that you’re fully relaxed in his arms.
On the nights you complain of struggling, he finds the most comfort. Not because there is someone to share the quiet hours that used to feel lonely, or because you try talking him into playing games with you until your eyes burn from the exhaustion and you’re ready to snooze, curled into his chest. No, he likes it because, tired himself, in the isolation of your room with no prying eyes, he can hold you close, back to his chest, and bury his face in your neck. He can breathe you in, feel the shape of your body against his, really commit to memory that feeling of you being close, being his.
When you’re too alert, or stressed, he likes being your comfort. Kissing the hinge of your jaw, that spot behind your ear that tickles slightly at first, that patch of skin of your neck that isn’t covered by your t-shirt.
Those few spots he kisses on rotation, always the same. You don’t know how his lips gravitate to the same exact places in the dark, when he can’t see, but he does, and it makes you smile and feel loved enough that it helps. It doesn’t work to put you to sleep every time, but it helps. It’s nice to feel his love in the softer moments with him, when his walls are lowered, his defences down.
And when he drops these pecks into the warm nooks of your skin, nose brushing your cheek, under your jaw, into the hair behind your ear, he thinks about something old he read a long time ago, before he ever even knew the idea of you. About how, when you love someone, your lips can always find theirs in the dark.
If you weren’t faced away from him, he’d like to test that theory, but feels stupid for pinning his hopes on testing whether it’s real love on a stupid thing he read on the internet late at night as a teenager. As if this love couldn’t last, all because of a fumbled kiss in the black of your room.
Maybe one day he’ll get the courage to find your lips in the dark, but for now he’ll stick to those familiar places, feeling you matching his slow breathing as he traces circles on your hip, waiting for you to melt into him.
For now, he’ll fall asleep in peace knowing he’s got you in his arms, and the long nights drawn out awake won’t seem so bad for as long as he’s got you.
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slayfics · 2 months
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PST. PST! Over here! I need a cockwarming sesh with hitoshi 🥺❤️ like they're having a movie night with guys or just us two and he whispers "just the tip"... Which we both know won't happen so when the guys leave after the movie ends (cockwarming the entire time) does he fuck you stupid 🤤🤤
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Movie night with Hitoshi.
Warnings: Hitoshi aged up | NSFW
1,200 words~
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"Ok, so we're totally binge-watching all of the new season, right?" Denki asked, entering Hitoshi's dorm with Eijiro.
"Yeah man, we have to! I have to know what happens!" Eijiro responded enthusiastically making his way to sit next to you and Hitoshi on the bed facing the TV.
"Yup, we agreed to watch as much as we could tonight," Hitoshi said.
"Aw man- I don't want to sit on the floor," Denki complained looking at the now full bed.
"I can make some room," You offered and climbed up to sit on Hitoshi's lap. Hitoshi's face pinkened at the feel of you in his lap.
""Ohhh~," Denki sang teasing you both.
"Shut up!" You retorted, smacking his arm playfully.
"Ok ok, I'll leave you two love birds alone," he said, moving to the newly opened-up spot on the bed.
Hitoshi cleared his throat trying to stay oriented to the situation. He knew he was around friends but- the sensation of you on top of him was making his mind wander.
"Everyone ready for me to start the show?" He asked.
Everyone nodded in agreement and Hitoshi pressed play. As much as he was excited to finally watch the new season of the show, he found himself unable to focus at all. He might as well have been blind to everything else except the stimulation he felt from you on his lap.
It didn't help that you'd laugh at the show occasionally or adjust to get more comfortable, rubbing up even more against him.
"Wait man pause it!" Eijiro spoke.
"What's wrong?" Hitoshi asked, pausing the show.
"We should have brought up snacks!" Eijiro answered.
"I was just thinking the same thing! You guys want to head downstairs real quick?" Denki suggested.
"No- you two go," Hitoshi answered quickly.
"Sure, but want us to bring you two back anything?" Denki asked.
"Popcorn please," You smiled at him.
"You got it! Be right back," Denki spoke, as he and Eijiro exited the room.
As soon as the door shut, Hitoshi rested his head on top of yours and wrapped his arms around your waist pushing you tighter onto him, a small groan escaping him.
"You're enjoying this too much, aren't you? I can feel your excitement," You teased him.
"Mmm," He nodded, nuzzling more into your hair and slightly pressing his hips up to grind even more into you. "Popcorn takes a while to make you know?" He said suggestively.
"What are you trying to hint at Shinso?" You giggled.
Hitoshi moved to press a kiss on your cheek before whispering, "I have time to feel you real quick, just the tip." He proposed.
"They are going to be back any moment," you said, but couldn't deny the rush of adrenaline you felt at his words.
"Hmm- I'll be fast," he pledged.
You didn't answer in words but worked to pull down your panties under your skirt. Following your lead Hitoshi undid his belt and pulled out his cock eagerly.
Hitoshi placed a hand on either of your hips as he guided you to sit back down- sliding himself inside you.
A moan escaped him as you slowly sank down taking all of him inside.
"Fuck- that feels good," he groaned.
"Mpf-," You squeaked out in agreement.
Just as you were about to suggest getting decent before your friends came back- the door flew open.
Denki's back was to the door and as he hip-checked it open, hands full of snacks. Hitoshi quickly grabbed the blanket beside you and threw it over you both- hiding the cockwarming situation you both now found yourself in.
"Alright, let's get this show started again!" Denki said, sitting back in his spot.
"Oh, here is your popcorn!" Eijiro said placing the popcorn just a bit out of reach from you.
"Oh... thanks Kirishima," you said eyeing the popcorn, unsure how to reach for it without removing the blanket, and exposing that Hitoshi was inside you.
"Uhh, you ok?" Eijiro asked, eyeing you confused.
"Yeah! I'm fine," you said and slowly began to reach for the popcorn. Hitoshi understanding, held the blanket carefully in place as you moved. You stretch to grab the popcorn causing his cock to slide back out, just the tip now resting inside.
Getting a grip on the popcorn you paused, aware that once you adjusted to sit back down, you'd be taking in his full length again. "Um... Shinso you- mm- ready for some popcorn," You asked subtly, hoping to prepare him for you to slide back down on his cock.
"Fuck yes," he said too enthusiastically.
"Man, you're really excited for popcorn," Eijiro laughed, tearing open a bag of chips.
You slid back down onto Hitoshi's lap, his cock sliding back inside you simultaneously.
"Mhmmm~" Hitoshi groaned.
You let out a deep sigh trying to bite back a moan that threatened to escape you.
"Alright well press play already," Denki said.
"Right," Hitoshi blinked hard trying to focus as he started up the show again.
Hitoshi paid no attention to the show- how could he while his throbbing cock rested inside you. To make it worse- every so often you'd tease him by adjusting your hips slightly or pretending to reposition yourself on his lap.
Hitoshi bit his lip so hard it broke skin- but he didn't have a choice. If he didn't surely a moan would break loose and expose you both. He couldn't remember ever being so aroused and tortured at the same time.
Finally, to his relief, the episode ended.
"Start the next one!" Denki suggested.
"I'm actually feeling pretty exhausted," Hitoshi said.
"WHAT!?" Eijiro exclaimed. "I thought we were binging this today??"
"I know I'm sorry- tomorrow we can watch more," Hitoshi suggested.
Denki eyed him suspiciously, then snapped his eyes to you on his lap, giving out a chuckle. "Yeah, sureeee~," he said with a wink. "Come on Kirishima, I think that was a nice way to say they want to be alone," Denki said teasingly, pulling his friend off the bed.
"Oh-," Eijiro blushed as they both swiftly excited.
"Fuck~" Hitoshi groaned out as soon as the door closed, wasting no time he thrust into you grabbing your waist for support.
A mewl escaped your lips at the sudden movement.
"Down," he said, pushing you forward, and changing your position. Your face now resting against the sheets- ass exposed to him. "I'm going to have to repay you for that torture you put me through for the last hour," he said devilishly.
"Awe~ don't pretend you didn't like i-" You spoke but your sentence was halted at the hard thrusts from Hitoshi. Giving you no time to speak or catch your breath, he slid himself in and out at full force. Moaning at finally being able to feel your walls slide around him.
Your face buried deeper into the sheets with each hard thrust- and your brain turned to mush at the intense pleasure.
"Shit-" Hitoshi groaned out of frustration. He wanted to punish you longer- but his end was already coming. After being teased for so long he couldn't hold himself back. Losing himself in one final thrust- Hitoshi pulled out and painted the sheets next to you.
"Well, that repayment didn't last very long~," You teased, coming back to your senses.
A devilish laugh erupted from Hitoshi, " Maybe not- but we're not done. Now it's your turn," he said, a smirk on his lips.
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Oh my I felt so dirty writing this haha. I hope you enjoy this! Thank you for the request~
Tags: @unofficialmuilover @maddietries @fiannee
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dira333 · 4 months
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Love me in orange
Shinsou x reader - for @alienaiver and anyone else with chronic pain
I am canonically obsessed with Oranges right now, sorry not sorry
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Long, pale fingers dig into the thick peel of an orange. Instantly, the room is filled with the distinct scent of the fruit, taking you back to your childhood.
You’re a child again, trying to fit one entire slice into your mouth and failing, the juice dribbling out your mouth at the corners. You beg for more with sticky fingers.
Under your gaze, the peel rips a piece of flesh out of the orange, spraying juice everywhere.
Shinsou curses under his breath and wipes his left eye. You giggle.
He turns to look at you, never too focused on a task not to be distracted by your presence.
“Whatcha giggling at?” He asks, grinning himself.
Shinsou sucks at peeling oranges. Sometimes he can’t get a grip of the peel, his fingernails chronically too short to be helpful. Other times he rips too much of the flesh away, leaving everything covered in a thin, sticky layer of orange juice. 
He’s not your mother who could seemingly unravel the whole peel in one piece and you’re glad about it.
You’d rather eat his mauled oranges every day.
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“Open up.” He presses a slice of orange gently against your lips. It bursts under your teeth, some of the juice dribbling out. 
You’ve been groggy all morning, achy, and in pain.
Your cats have taken residence by your side, purring so loud it seems they know about its healing properties.
Your hands are useless in their warm fur.
The mix of sweet and sour, of orange juice and cold winter mornings, wakes you up a little bit. But not enough to be able to gather yourself, wipe your mouth, or blink the fog from your eyes.
“You’re such a messy eater,” Shinsou whispers and leans forward, kissing the orange juice from your cheek.
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There’s a bag of Oranges on the counter. Tangerines too. You grab one of those and dig your finger into the soft peel despite the pain. Shouldn’t you be able to do that still?
There’s a sound behind you, a “Tsk” and the shuffle of feet.
Warmth presses against your back, long arms move around you, and take the tangerine from your hands.
“Let me do that for you,” Shinsou mutters in your ear, face pressed so close against yours you can feel his breath ghost over you, change the rhythm of your own breaths too.
“You already do so much.” You mumble, fingers now falling uselessly on the counter.
“What am I supposed to do?”
“Keep loving me.” He mumbles and there’s a pain in his voice you know well. 
You take his left hand in yours, the one that’s got the oldest scar, and press a kiss to the raised skin, to the knuckles above it, to the two rings he’s wearing - one for you and one for him.
There are no words needed.
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