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shxtodxroki · 3 months

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

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

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

Characters: Mezo Shoji, Eijiro Kirishima, Tamaki Amajiki

Word Count: 1.6k

♡ Mezo Shoji ♡

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

♡ Eijiro Kirishima ♡

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

♡ Tamaki Amajiki ♡

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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dancingbabya-notes · 4 months

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Their name for you

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

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

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Mirio

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

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

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

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

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

“Awe come on Sunshine, don’t pout.”

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

“That’s my Birdy.”

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

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

Amajiki

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shinso

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Yes, you’re…

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

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

Bakugo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Midoriya

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

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

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

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

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

“None of your damn business mind reader.”

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

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

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

Kaminari

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kirishima

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

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

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

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

“Baby.”

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

“Love.”

Not finding them in the closet you cross your arms.

“The light of my life.”

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

“Rosebud.”

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

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

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

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

Shoji

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

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

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

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

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

“Huh?”

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

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

Todoroki

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

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

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

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

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

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

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koishiro · 15 days

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Dating Mezou Shouji <3

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0-animelover-0 · 10 months

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Reacting to their S/O flinching

Izuku Midoriya

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

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

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

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

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

Katsuki Bakugo

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

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

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

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

Eijiro Kirishima

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

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

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

Mezo Shoji

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

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

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

Denki Kaminari

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shota Aizawa

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

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

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

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

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

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

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

Taishiro Toyomitsu (Fatgum)

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

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

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

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suvidrache · 10 days

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Someone Like Him

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

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

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

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

"Yes, a date, you and me.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Really?”

“Yes.”

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

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

“Thank you.”

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

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

“You look beautiful.”

He blushed at your comments.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

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

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faulty-writes · 2 years

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

#hanta x reader #sero x reader #sero x you #sero x y/n #mezo x reader #shoji x reader #shoji x you #bnha x reader #bnha x you #bnha x y/n #faulty writes: hanta sero #faulty writes: hanta sero: headcanons #faulty writes: mezo shoji #faulty writes: mezo shoji: headcanons

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a-buisness-panda · 10 months

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

*Denki rushed into class and slammed the door open*

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

*All the attention was to him*

Uraraka: No, how did you found out?

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

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

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

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

Denki: ldk, they didn't mentioned it

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

Mineta: Oooor, we can ask sensei 😏

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

Mineta: YES 🙂

*Aizawa walks into the classroom*

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

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

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

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

The class: 😶

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

Mineta: YES!!

Mina: Oh yes, a new girlfriend!

Bakugo: Tsh, just another extra....

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

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

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

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

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

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

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The moment of truth, what do they think first time seeing you? 🤔

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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𝙈𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙩𝙖:

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

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

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° 　. ● . ★ ° . *　　°　.　°☆° 　. ● . ★ ° . *　　°　.　°☆° 　. ● . ★ ° . * °　.　°☆

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maes-chocolate-cookie · 2 years

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

warnings: none

Pronouns: gn

Requests: open

Tokoyami and shoji with a sweet but cynical s/o

Tokoyami

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

Ds is really surprised though

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

He would help you if you wanted to change

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

Shoji

Didnt expect it at all and is really surprised

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

Knows how to handle it

He prefers to stay away from you when you explode though

He loves you a lot tho

#fumikage tokoyami #mha tokoyami #tokoyami #tokoyami x reader #tokoyami x y/n #boku no hero academia tokoyami #my hero academia tokoyami #tokoyami fumigake #tokoyami headcannons #tokoyami headcanons #shoji #shoji x y/n #shoji mezo

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savoryscribbles · 2 years

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*＊✿❀ MHA MASTERLIST ❀✿＊*

minors do not interact with smut posts

( *>ω<*) = smut(18+)

(・_・;) = suggestive(16+)

katsuki bakugou:

angst:

too big of a problem

fluff:

s/o had a dream he cheated( *>ω<*)

headcanons:

sleepy boyfriends

katsuki bakugou is an ass slapper(・_・;)

smut:

emotions( *>ω<*)

smut request( *>ω<*)

people i don’t write for anymore:

denki kaminari:

fluff:

kaminari relizes he’s bisexual(nxr)

headcanons:

sleepy boyfriends

as a father

eijiro kirishima:

headcanons:

sleepy boyfriends

eraserhead(shouta aizawa):

fluff:

first date at a cat cafe(first fic!)

fatgum(taishiro toyomitsu):

headcanons:

as a father

hawks(keigo takami):

headcanons:

smut request( *>ω<*)

hitoshi shinsou:

fluff:

kaminari relizes he’s bisexual(nxr)

izuku midoriya:

smut:

pegging him( *>ω<*)

mezo shoji:

headcanons:

as a father

mirio togata:

headcanons:

as a father

love language analysis

tamaki amajiki:

headcanons:

smut request( *>ω<*)

tenya iida:

headcanons:

as a father

#katsuki bakugou #katsuki bakugo x reader #denki headcanons #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou x denki #bnha #mha #bnha iida #tamaki amajiki x reader #mirio x you #mezo shoji x reader #deku x y/n #midoriya x reader #hawksbnha #aizawa fluff #kirishima imagine

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yuza-fantasies · 2 months

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Afraid of You: Mezo Shoji

Pairing: Mezo Shoji x Shy GN Reader

Word Count: 1035

Summary: You have a crush on Shoji, but you're too scared to approach him.

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Shoji had always harbored a deep-seated belief that his appearance would scare people away. From a young age, he experienced the uncomfortable stares and judgmental looks from others due to his facial features. In fact, he once unintentionally made a girl cry simply because of how his face looked. It was this incident that led him to adopt the habit of wearing a mask, a protective shield to conceal his perceived flaws.

You and Shoji had developed a strong bond as good friends, spending a significant amount of time together. When you finally mustered the courage to confide in your best friend, Ashido, about your secret affection for Shoji, she immediately became determined to bring you two together. Despite Ashido's enthusiasm and encouragement, you found yourself paralyzed with fear and unable to approach Shoji. Consequently, you resorted to avoiding him altogether.

"Why are you avoiding him?" Ashido inquired during one of your study sessions in her dorm room.

"I just can't bring myself to talk to him," you replied dejectedly. "Every time I try, the words fail me. It's easier to stay away."

"You need to tell him," Ashido exclaimed passionately, closing her textbook to focus on the matter at hand. She embarked on a heartfelt lecture about the importance of communication and the necessity of confessing your feelings to Shoji. However, your mind was consumed by the overwhelming fear of rejection that would surely accompany such a confession.

Unbeknownst to you, Shoji had begun to worry about your sudden avoidance. Although he outwardly displayed a calm demeanor, deep down, he feared that you had distanced yourself from him due to his dissimilar appearance. The truth was, he felt an affectionate fondness for you, and he had longed to express his feelings. But with you actively avoiding him, his attempts remained fruitless.

"Perhaps they have found out my feelings for them and this is their way of rejecting me," Shoji contemplated, his thoughts echoing through the silence of his room. "Or perhaps they're simply afraid of me." He gazed at the ceiling, deliberating whether he should reveal his true face to you and whether you would accept him as he truly was.

The following day, as you walked to class, Shoji mustered the courage to call out your name. However, you chose to ignore him, unable to confront the torrent of emotions that would flood over you if you were to face him directly. Yet, as you moved forward, a firm grip clasped your wrist, forcing you to acknowledge Shoji's presence.

"Y/N, why are you avoiding me?" he asked with genuine concern evident in his eyes. You attempted to respond, but anxiety silenced your voice, rendering you speechless.

"Is it because... of my appearance? Are you afraid of how I look?" Shoji inquired hesitantly, his voice laced with vulnerability. "If being around me makes you uncomfortable, then I will respect your decision and leave you alone."

"N-no, it's not like that," you stammered, gently pulling his hand away from your wrist. "I... I'm sorry, Shoji. Can we talk later, please?"

With those words, you turned and walked away, leaving Shoji standing there, his voice calling out to you, pleading for an explanation. The tears that had welled up in your eyes finally spilled over, your emotions too overwhelming to contain.

"I'm sorry, Shoji, but I simply cannot find the words to speak," you confessed silently. "It's not that I am afraid of you, but rather, I am afraid to open myself up to you."

After school, Shoji sent you a text message, expressing his desire to speak with you in person if you felt comfortable doing so. Uncertain about how to respond, you sought Ashido's guidance.

"What should I say, Mina?" you asked your pink-haired friend, seeking solace and advice. "I want to meet him, but I am consumed by fear."

"You have to talk to him," she insisted, her voice brimming with encouragement. "He wants to have a conversation with you, and this may be your chance. Go and talk to him!"

With a sigh, you mustered your courage and replied, agreeing to meet Shoji on the school roof in ten minutes. Determined to confront your fears, you embarked on a journey to the rooftop, where Shoji awaited your arrival. Step by step, you approached him, your heart pounding in your chest.

"Y/N, you haven't answered my question from before," Shoji said softly, his eyes searching for answers. "Are you afraid of me?"

Meeting his gaze, you sensed the genuine hurt in his eyes—the vulnerability he rarely displayed. This was the first time you had witnessed Shoji in such a state. His eyes spoke volumes, reflecting his concern and the emotions he had kept hidden for so long.

"It's okay if you're scared," Shoji continued, taking a deep breath. "But I want you to know something—I like you. More than just a friend. These past few days, I've been struggling to tell you, but you've been avoiding me. Please, tell me why. Why are you avoiding me?"

Stunned, you absorbed his words. All this time, your feelings had been reciprocated? As you peered into Shoji's eyes, you gathered the strength to respond, "Shoji, I'm not afraid of you. I'm terrified to speak because... because I like you too, Shoji! More than just a friend."

"Y-Y/N, you can talk to me anytime," Shoji reassured, his voice filled with tenderness. "I'm sorry if I made you feel this way, but will you be my significant other?"

"Of course, Shoji!" you replied, unable to contain your joy. You embraced him tightly, feeling the warmth of his tentacles enveloping you.

"There's one more thing I need you to know," Shoji murmured, his voice tinged with vulnerability. Slowly, he lowered his mask, unveiling his true face to you. "I have worn this mask for a long time, fearing that my appearance might cause someone sadness. It's alright if you change your mind after seeing me like this."

"Shoji, I could never judge you based on your appearance," you responded, tears of gratitude welling in your eyes. "Thank you for showing me what lies beneath the mask. I love you, Shoji."

"I love you too, Y/N."

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Repost from my wattpad.

#mha #my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #mezo shoji #mezo shoji x reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader

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frickingnerd · 8 months

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shouji confessing to you

pairing: mezou shouji x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, confession, 3A student shouji

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he knew this was his last chance!

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

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

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

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

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

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k4shixe · 7 months

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If you are interested: Prompt #7 with Mezo Shoji please? In which his usually gentle, easygoing gf goes OFF on someone for making a rude comment about his appearance.

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CW; dating, rude words said by reader, shouting, character being made fun of

Pairings; (reader can be gn) fem!reader x boyfriend!shoji

Word count; 450+

A/n; Thank you so much for the request! I hope you enjoy! (Reblogs, likes and follows are appreciated! :))

Working at a well known cafe was hard work, tons of people walking in and out without a care of their dirty shoes or the fact there dropping crumbs on the floor. You had to suck it up just so you could help pay. You took as many shifts as possible, while balancing school, chores and studying all at the same time. You only manage to get by with your adoring boyfriend, Shoji. Shoji and you were an easygoing and ideal couple. Always loving to one another and always hung out whenever possible. Although you hated when some stranger would make fun of Shoji or calling him a monster. He said it was okay and he was use to it but you hated it. No one should ever go through that.

So on on one particularly stressful shift when he came by to give you some chocolate when he came to pick you up. You didnt show your disgust when some self obsessed loser commented on Shoji saying

“What type of person would date that thing? He Looks atrocious!”

When you looked over at Shoji, he even looked upset at that. But he tried hiding it with a smile. Oh, they were gonna get it. People messed with him for way too long and this time was the final straw.

“At least he isn’t ugly like your attitude” you mumbled loud enough for them to hear it.

“Excuse me?” They says turning her head to you like you killed their whole family.

“Wow are you death too?” You say sarcastically as you roll your eyes.

“I have never seen such rude behaviour!”

At this point Shoji was trying to calm you down, saying he didnt care. But you did. You cared.

“Listen here you arrogant bastard, Shoji is the kindest person you’ll ever meet! But of course you can’t comprehend that.” Get up from your spot, ready to beat some sense into them but before you could get anything else out, Shoji held your hand and covered your mouth before dragging you out.

“Y/n! Why did you do that!” He says as he calmed you down.

“Its not fair that you keep getting judged by some people who have nothing better to do. I just wanted to help you…” you say innocently as you pout at him. He couldn’t not give you a hug.

“Y/n. I love you so much. But maybe just be a little nicer.” He says as he kissed you. “Let’s go home now. Your favourite show’s about to start.”

“Oh yeah! We have to hurry!” Shoji picked you up, putting you over his shoulder making a little portable tent (like he did at the sports festival with mineta and tsu) and took carried you home, as he kept on reminding you how much you meant to him.

#mha shoji #bnha #mha #mezo shoji #mezou shouji #shoji x reader #shoji mezo x reader #bnha shoji #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

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dancingbabya-notes · 1 year

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Your scars are beautiful

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

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

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

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

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Todoroki

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Do you wanna talk about it?”

“It’s an old story.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Kirishima

“Babe?”

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

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

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

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

You nod.

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

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

“I know.”

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

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

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

“But I want to.”

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

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

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

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

“I know. But what if-

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

You nod. “Thank you Eiji.”

Midoriya

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Put on a fucking shirt,” you scold.

Mirio

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“R-right.”

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

Amajiki

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

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

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

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

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

“N-no I’m the lucky one,” he argues.

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

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

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

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

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

“Mm, I’ll try.”

Bakugo

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

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

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

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

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

He scoffs. “I’m fine.”

“Tomorrow is the gala right?”

“Mm.”

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

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

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

You pause. “What?”

“I didn’t stutter.”

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

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

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

He narrows his eyes.

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

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

“Don’t wanna wear a tie?”

He didn’t answer you.

Kaminari

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

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

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

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

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

“I’m sorry.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Do you think Teru will get scars?”

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

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

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

“No, you can’t do anything wrong.”

Shinso

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shoji

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

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

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

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

“Are you crying again?”

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

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

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

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

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

“Hmm, I’ll give you five seconds.”

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

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

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

“It’s decaf.” You lie.

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

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

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

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whyareyouhere66 · 1 year

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Mezo Shoji x Male Reader - Pulled Away

Mezo Shoji (MHA) x Male !Traitor! Reader

Request: Could i please request mezo shoji with either a male or gn reader where the reader is super kind and soft and nice and whatnot but they turn out to be the ua traitor and they sell out deku (or another classmate) to the league? Idk i just want more shoji appreciating and content but I'm also craving some angst :'D

Content Warnings: Angst, mentions of violence, unedited.

I think I’ll probably make a part 2 for this, as there is lots of room for more and the ending is open ended. So if you would like that or have any ideas for what part 2 could include, feel free to share <3

The tall buildings that stood on the grounds of U.A high school were quite crowded today- without any classes to keep students busy, the groups of teens resorted to sticking around the dorm rooms for a rare day of relaxation.

At the famous 1-A dorm, a familiar crowd of teens were gathered around the common room.

“C’monnn let’s go outside! The suns finally out-“ Kaminari whines, his head dangling over the couch. His legs were propped up against the back of the couch, just missing Sero’s head.

“No,” Mina says, shutting it down nonchalantly, “too much work this week- I’m tired.”

The conversation had been dragging out for probably 10 minutes, with only short intervals when one would get distracted- before Kaminari would catch another glimpse out the window and bring it right back to the start. Y/n shook his head with a small smile- the bickering was, of course, nothing knew. But that simply made it more comfortable.

Sun was leaking in through the windows, shining a spotlight onto random spots of the carpet. Y/n could feel something shift behind him, throwing a glance over his shoulder to where the large build of his boyfriend rested.

Shoji’s arms were together, like closed wings as he sunk deeper into the couch cushions- allowing Y/n to sink with him. Shoji already accepted that he was like a pillow in the relationship, Y/n leaning closer against his torso as if he could curl into a ball and sleep at any moment.

His arms were crossed, making him smaller to fit against his boyfriend better- and the faint chatter of their friends served as a sort of background noise.

Shoji caught Y/n staring, the latter seeing how his face turned pink at the edges of his mask. It pulled a bigger smile from him, and he leaned in closer to Shoji before tuning back into their friend’s conversation.

The group talked of the training they had just done the day before- an extensive, but classic, work of fighting against faux villains.

“I think I’ve gotta work on strengthening my arms once more- while using my legs has been helpful, I can’t rely on it forever.” Deku admits, rubbing the back of his neck bashfully. Uraraka nods in agreement, looking down at his own hand thoughtfully.

“I’m just trying to see if I can aim the things I levitate, like- position them a certain way to attack, y’know?” She adds, looking up at the rest of the group.

“So, bordering on telekinesis?” Kaminari raises an eyebrow, and Uraraka flushes in embarrassment.

“Yeah, I guess that’s another way to put it…”

Y/n sends the girl a big smile, thumb rubbing across Shoji’s hand in his lap. “I think that would be cool- you should try it!”

The words make Uraraka brighten more, and she turns to face him. “Thank you, I appreciate that!”

Y/n simply nods, still smiling.

“Anytime..”

***

“So..?”

The gravely voice echoed through the bar’s walls- bouncing off the old bricks and ringing through Y/n’s ears.

In front of him Shigaraki stood, hunched over the wooden table with his head hanging down. The table was near empty, the blue-haired man’s shaky hands practically gripping the surface.

Y/n sat in a small wooden chair, hands clasped together in his lap. Shigaraki was looking at him expectantly, the eyes of the rest of the League boring into his figure through the shadows of the dark room.

He no longer felt the same relaxed feeling he had found in Shoji’s arms on the couch, just hours prior. Now that the sun had set, he remembered the dread that had filled him upon preparing for this meeting.

“Goodnight, guys!” He calls out, shutting the door to close himself into the room. The sound of their footsteps shuffling away slipped into the room, until he was sure they had left the hallway.

At the sound of the door clicking shut, his shoulders fell and he turned around as if his mind was suddenly drowsy.

The boy runs one hand down his face, closing his eyes for just a moment before looking back at the clock sat on his nightstand.

8:34 PM

With a small sigh, Y/n walks to his closet and rummages through the clothing, shuffling through hangers until grabbing the plain, black hoodie he’d reserved for these specific occasions. The simple fabric and low hanging hood did well of shadowing over his features- for if he were to be seen, all they would notice was the baggy clothing and hunched figure.

Pulling the hood over his head, he walked to the window- taking one last peak at the room he would be unable to return to until hours later. He longed to go to bed, to sleep and give into the slow dropping of his eyelids- but he couldn’t.

Letting the powers of his quirk lead him off the campus grounds, he was gone quicker than the robotic security guards could notice.

Y/n looked at his hands, running his thumb over the other fingers before looking up to meet the villains eyes.

“Earlier today in the dorms we somehow came to conversation of our various weaknesses, or faults…” Y/n started, earning the raise of an eyebrow from a now intrigued Shigaraki. “As you may have seen, Deku’s arms are weak- he’s still trying to rebuild strength in their use. He says he relies too heavily on the legs,” he trails off once more, “he is also distracted. He overthinks too much, find a way into his head and it’ll put him into a temporary sensory overload.”

A moment of silence follows behind, Shigaraki grinning like mad as he threw a glance at Kirogiri. “Keep that in mind…” he stated firmly, turning his twisted gaze back to the boy in front of him.

“L/n has done us good once more,” he walks around the table, stopping short by Y/n, “congratulations.” The words, his crackly voice making him shudder. He gives nothing more than a nod in response.

The blue haired man continues walking, but turns around again in front of a doorframe.

“You all know the drill- keep ya’ mouths shut, and come back again same time next week.” His grin is still visible, sticking out from under the stray hand clinging to his face. He turns around finally, stepping into the buildings shadows. “That’s when the plan will begin…”

***

For days on end, Y/n felt on edge. His shoulders were constantly up and tense, pushing into his neck uncomfortably. He knew of the plan Shigaraki had mentioned, he’d heard the conversations and even worse- he’d given information.

His conscience constantly nagged at him, only giving him a split second of laughter or smiles before pulling him right back into the suspense.

Even now as he sat, comforted by the presence of his boyfriend, he was scared. Because Y/n knew that not only will the plan lead to pain amongst his friends, but pain in the relationships he’d built. He couldn’t bear the thought of having to look Shoji in the eyes, the way he was looking at his figure now and instead of seeing that peaceful look- he would be seeing betrayal.

Shoji sat, back against the headboard and arms relaxed at his sides. There was a book laying open on his lap, and Y/n laid half on his side staring up at the white haired boy.

He looked so relaxed, something Y/n wanted to always see on his lovers face. But it would always follow with shame.

“This is who you’re turning against…”

Y/n closed his eyes shut.

“I don’t wanna do this shit anymore…”

Without thinking, his hand moved up and grabbed one of Shoji’s spare hands.

The touch caught the bigger boy’s attention, and even if the mask hid it, a small smile grew on his face.

From his eyes, he simply saw a tired Y/n with his face tucked into his arms. He found it cute, squeezing the boys hand softly.

“Tired?” He asked, glancing over from the pages of his book.

Y/n hummed out a response, because oh, his voice.

He gripped Shoji’s hand more tightly, eyes narrowed as they peak over his arm.

“It’s gonna be ok…” He thought, giving himself harsh reassurance to follow his face hardening.

“It’s all gonna be ok….”

And those words he repeated to himself, over and over again- until he felt isolated in his own bed, the skin on his back suddenly felt cold. The more he thought those words the more he longed to be in the warmth of his lover and partner- and so he crawled up, landing in Shoji’s lap.

The boy’s face flushed, pink peaking out of his mask, and Y/n felt himself being engulfed by the warmth of multiple arms.

His upper body was now completely covered by Shoji, his legs poking out and tangling in with the white haired boy’s legs as well.

Y/n could feel how is shoulders dropped ever so slightly, a trapped breath escaping.

“You know I love you, right?” He asked, voice tired and raspy.

Shoji, still flustered, nodded. “Yeah, I know… I love you too.” He says, resting his head against the top of Y/n’s.

But that was what worried him.

Because it might not be the case, for much longer.

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The sound of yelling and clashes boomed through the large training arena.

Another fake setting had been set up, the scenery being a large park that eventually lead to large concrete buildings.

Y/n sat at one of the bleachers, next to his friends. Aizawa had paused the training, now in front of a sweaty group of teenagers as he explained something Y/n didn’t have the energy to listen to.

He used a spare rag to dab the sweat from his forehead, before taking sips from his water bottle.

Today was the day.

Y/n threw a glance over to his phone, checking the time.

1:27 PM

The same feeling of dread spread through his abdomen, squeezing at his stomach as he knew what was to come.

But it was too late. There was nothing more to do than sit and wait.

And so, just as Aizawa comes closer to the end of his lecture- the first round starts.

A large book echoes through the arena, alerting everyone. Yet still, no one gets a chance to move before the large, purple mist began to grow in the center of the “park.”

Shigaraki was the first to step out, followed closely by Dabi and Toga. Aizawa’s hands curled into fists, his yellow goggles now covering his eyes, his hair and scarf whirling around in makeshift wind.

By now most of the class was up on their feet, hero costume’s conveniently on as they too got into a fighting stance. Y/n felt himself try to stand up, tired legs stumbling a bit before he caught himself. But still, his arms stayed at his side.

Shigaraki stepped forward, causing everyone to tense. But, to their surprise, he raised his arms up in what seemed like false surrender.

“Oh, calm down, ‘heroes’, give a man a second to speak, will ya’?”

The sarcasm ticked Bakugou off, and in his usual fashion, attempted to launch himself at the villains. However something stopped him- his body freezing midair as if someone was holding him up. This shocked the whole class, eyes falling onto a new person- a new villain.

Y/n let out a shaky breath, recognizing the deep blue and purple outfit she wore.

Her hand was outstretched, aimed towards Bakugou. Y/n had the displeasure of knowing who she was- part of Shigaraki’s “master plan.”

With powers of telepathy and telekinetic abilities, she was the leagues way of “getting into” Deku’s head- just as Y/n had advised.

Well shit.

Soon more purple portals began appearing, one or two members emerging from each- until the whole class was surrounded.

Aizawa, not looking away from the villains, called back at the teens. “Stay back- do not attack yet.” He advised, and surprising enough, everyone listened. But their fists never lowered from their defensive places.

He narrowed his eyes at the woman, his eyes beginning to glow a bright red- but before he could erase her quirk, she dropped her hand. And with it- dropped Bakugou.

A loud ‘thud’ rang out, followed by a groan as Bakugou glared up at her. “Fucking psycho-“ he started, but Aizawa held a hand towards him.

The woman shrugged simply, a sly smirk on her face. “Sorry to steal your thunder, Erasurehead,” she stepped toward, “thought I’d make it easier for you.”

Shigaraki stepped up, now by her side. “I’d like to introduce you to the new member of the league.” He smirked, and Y/n felt he knew what was to come. He could only hope Shigaraki would keep his secret, keep his mouth shut so Y/n could continue this betrayal in silence. But, it seemed Shigaraki’s big ideas just excited him so much- the second they’re put into action, he must narrate it step by step, so his enemy knows just how they’re going down.

So, in other words, Y/n was screwed.

“We must do something!” Iida called out, fully prepared to rush forward into action. But Aizawa refused.

Deku stood in tense silence, thinking through plan after plan in a last minute effort to see a way out. Sweat dripped down his forehead- he felt stressed.

Y/n looked at him from the side of his eye- he could basically see the plans forming in his head.

“Oh no….”

The standoff continued, Deku mumbling to himself quietly, the group had grown used to it, Uraraka and Tsuyu putting themselves between him and the villains in hopes he would have a plan for them soon. Y/n almost cringed- he saw how the woman’s smirk grew bigger and bigger as she stared at the green haired boy.

Finally- he put the final pieces of the puzzle together, whispering something quick to Uraraka that Y/n couldn’t hear. In the matter of a few seconds, Uraraka was dashing towards the outer circle of their class- and Deku had launched himself into the air.

It was inevitable, what happened next.

Deku had reeled his leg back, a war cry erupting from his mouth as he grew closer and closer. But, just like Bakugou, he was stopped short.

Only this time, a thick, blue mist began floating across his eyes- the green irises appearing a more blue, or purple color. The entire arena could hear it this time, confused whispers erupting as millions of scattered thoughts and words fizzled in the air. Among them, Y/n heard split parts of Deku’s plan- words such as “trick” and “quirk” floating around only to be lapped over by random sentences.

His mind had been scrambled.

Just like he had told Shigaraki.

Another thud echoed around- and Kirishima let out a shout as Deku was forced to the ground.

“Get away from him!” Uraraka cried, watching as the woman who had yet to name herself walked to him. She kneeled to his level, grasping his hair at the back of his head.

“Sorry about that..” she grins, shoving his face into the ground- bloody nose staining his freckled skin.

Shigaraki was the next to step forward, clearly quite proud.

“Isn’t she lovely?” He practically smeared, only to get angry glares from the teens in front of him.

“What did you do?!”

“You bastard…”

The words bounced off him, no effect whatsoever.

“Oh, it wasn’t my idea…” Shigaraki starts, the hand clasping his face unable to hide the large, chapped smile that came from his lips. The words made Y/n’s heart drop- here it was.

The moment when he would lose all he’d ever learned to love.

“No…”

“Isn’t that right…”

Confused looks began replacing the angry ones.

“Shit…”

His gaze slowly filtered over to Y/n, a few of his classmates following in suit as they stared at the sweaty boy.

“…Y/n?”

The boy froze.

All around him he could feel the looks coming from his friends, boring into his skull. The exact thing he’d been fearing for weeks had finally happened- and he had no idea what to do.

His fists were clenched at his side, wide and panicked eyes staring into the ground. He knew that standing there, frozen like an idiot, was going to do nothing for him.

“What is he talking about?” Kirishima asked.

“Y/n? Are you the…” Sero didn’t even have to finish that sentence, everyone knew what he was getting at.

“Don’t. Look.”

Bakugou was next, demanding an answer. The League didn’t even have to make another move- just as planned, the heroes were falling apart.

“Answer us damn it!”

“Dude…”

“Oh my god…”

The words made Y/n’s fists clench tightly, breathing becoming ragged. His mind felt the way Deku’s had felt just minutes prior- too many words swirling around for him to pin one exact feeling.

“…Y/n?”

His name, now whispered from the lips of his lover, shut his mind down into silence. As soon as he heard it, the voice he longed to hear constantly, his head bolted up.

It took no longer than a split second to find the eyes of Shoji- and just as they did, he could feel his heart breaking.

The eye visible to him was so full of hurt, it made Y/n want to hurl. He didn’t want to be the reason for that look- he couldn’t be. He was supposed to be the reason for eyes full of love- full of joy. Eyes worth millions in beauty and admiration- not betrayal and…fear.

Y/n couldn’t talk, his throat had run dry.

He tried to step forward, his hand trying to reach for the white haired boy ahead- but a blur of black and grey stopped him, his glaring teacher now between him and what he wanted most.

“L/n.” Aizawa’s voice was strong and firm, and Y/n shakily stood up taller, for he knew he would shrink otherwise.

“I-“ before he could finally speak, the familiar purple mist began to swirl behind him- and Shigaraki’s hand reached out and pulled him in. He went from standing in front of his teacher to standing by Dabi and Toga, the latter grinning at him maniacally. He whipped his head around, seeing that his friends had followed the movement and now stood to stare at him from a different angle now. Yet still, through the crowd of familiar faces, he found Shoji’s first.

“Shoji..” he muttered, the tall and muscular boy looking at the ground, multiple fists clenched.

“Welp, looks like we’ve already done enough damage…” Shigaraki said in a raspy voice, his hunched body facing Y/n- but his face looking out on the class. “Step one is complete..” he continued, “can’t wait for step 2.”

With that, the portals grew once more- engulfing villains into its mist once more. A sense of panic filled Y/n- this might be his last, and only chance to explain. He took a step forward, reaching for Shoji.

“S-shoji!” He called, but Dabi grabbed his arm. The purple fog began surrounding him, but he continued to call out- his arm and face being the last to get captured.

Y/n called, over and over as his boyfriend finally looked up from the ground, watching with an indescribable look on his face. It felt like dread, panic, pain, and hesitance- stuffed into one. From the side of his body, one hand picked up just a bit, as if he too, was reaching out for his traitorous love.

“Please, I-“

“Shut up.” Dabi interrupted, with the same monotone voice as always. “Your boyfriend isn’t going anywhere.”

But that was the problem.

He was.

He was going away from Y/n, being pulled too far out for Y/n to grab back.

This was only step one. And he had already lost it all.

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Those Cool Summers’ Nights

Mezo Shoji x Reader

This is part of the Time to Shine Collab by @cup-of-fluff . Thank you so much for letting me participate!

Synopsis: You and Shoji both came home to work at different times, but always found the time to sit together, relax, and sometimes, just observe the night.

Word Count: .8k

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Shoji had always liked nights like these. Ones where the mosquitos weren’t coming out of hiding, the air was only just slightly cold, the sky was clear and cloudless. He inhaled deeply, taking in the cool air, and smiled as he exhaled, relaxing into his chair on the porch of his home. He had considered himself licky when he found said house for sale; away from people, overlooking the ocean from a ways up, giving the perfect view of the sunset and subsequent night sky. There was only one thing that could make this night any more perfect for the young hero..

A gentle kiss landed on his cheek, startling him out of his thoughts. You offered a small, sheepish smile, sitting in the chair next to him.

“Sorry, didn’t hear you come home.” He exhaled, taking the drink you offered to him. You opened your soda, the crack and resulting fizzing sound lingering in the air as you both sat silently for a while, both taking some time to relax and unwind from the day’s events before really interacting with one another.

Shoji took a sip of his drink, taking a moment to glance over towards you. It had been many years since he had felt the need to wear his mask around you, and he had always been grateful for the comfort and safety you had always seemed to exude for him. Now here you were, next to him, just.. Sitting. Seeming as relaxed as you always managed to make him feel, without having to do anything but exist in his vicinity.

“Mezo?”

“Hm?”

“You were staring at me.. Everything alright?”

“..Yes. Merely admiring you, (Y/n).”

You chuckled, and he couldn’t help but to smile. He used to hate expressing his emotions without his mask, the corners of his far-too-wide mouth curling upwards, but you had always told him that you loved him already, that he couldn’t scare you off just by showing his happiness.

You looked away from him, gazing back out across your shared yard. From his vantage point beside you, he watched as you leaned forward onto your knees, idly swirling your drink in your hand.

“Hey, Mezo. Look.” He followed your gaze, looking back out into the cloudless sky.

The stars shone brightly from where they sat in the sky, not quite twinkling like most people would say, but seemingly pulsating with light. Various shades of white, blue, and red dots, all suspended like pinpricks through the fabric of the night sky.

Shoji smiled again, tilting his head back to observe you. You had abandoned your drink on the table between your chairs, head resting in your hand. A small smile graced your features, and Shoji couldn’t help but feel a ripple of love for you. Even just sitting like you were, lost in your own thoughts as he was, you were always so.. Ethereal.

You turned, eyes locking with his own. He gave a sheepish smile, turning almost hastily back to the sky.

He heard you stand, and a slight twinge of guilt hit him. It almost felt as though he had somehow scared you away as he had done to others in his past. Like Orpheus to Eurydice, he resisted his urge to turn, to look; as though doing so would somehow force your departure.

Instead, you walked over, sitting yourself on his lap. A small noise of confusion left his throat, and he finally looked back to you.

You leaned back in his chest, pulling all six of his arms over you. Similarly to a child seeking protection from their parents, you laced your fingers with his one by one, impatiently bringing them across your body before reaching for the next. When you deemed your work satisfactory, you finally met his loving, confused gaze, and merely shrugged at his silent question.

“I got cold.”

He sighed, feigning exasperation as he gave you a gentle smile.

“We could go inside.”

You pretended to think it over. Shiji laughed at the creasing of your brow, the one arm you brought up through all his to rest on your chin.

“Hmmmmmm.. I don’t think we can see the stars from inside..”

“We cannot.” He confirmed.

You feigned a pout, seemingly unable to contain the upward quirk of your lips.

“Darn it! Whelp, guess I’m going to stay right here,” you punctuated the word as you leaned deeper into his chest, “so that I can keep stargazing.”

He sighed, pulling you closer to him with the blanket of arms you yourself had put together. He leaned forward, kissing your temple before resting his chin atop your head.

“Then I will stay right here to keep you warm.”

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Still bad at ending stories.. Oh well. Taking requests. Make sure to check out the rest of the collab I did this for!

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