#Pining Shinso

[cuspidgoddess]

3.3: The Clock Strikes One, the Mouse Runs Down, Hickory Dickory Dock

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Round 1, Bracket 1, Side B, Third Poll

Fiddlefort McGucket and Stanley Pines [FiddleStan], Gravity Falls vs Monoma Neito and Shinso Hitoshi [MonoShin], My Hero Academy

[rock-n-onyx]

j o k eeee

What do you call a famous turtle? Hour you doing?

What kind of pizza do dogs eat? A comedi-hen!

Which superhero hits home runs? Cauli-flower.

~ 🌲

I'm sorry if its just my autistic ass not being able to interpret text, but I'm confused with the jokes

[charred-entiity]

"So... Izuku..." Shinsou shook his head, making eye contact with himself in the mirror, too serious... He'd think something was wrong. "Hey, um Izuku! I need to tell you something..." Shinsou took a deep breath before returning to where he was rehearsing. "You are one of my best friends, one of the few people to believe in me, and so much more. I love you." No! He can't just say that out of the blue! "Izuku, I would not be the person I am today without you. Ever since that day at the beach... Um... I can't stop getting flustered when I think about you. Izuku, I think I have a crush on you." Shinsou winced when he said the last sentence, already imagining the worst possible outcome of outing his feelings.

--

Izuku, the ever dutiful friend quickly walked across the hall to the bathrooms. He and Shinsou were due to go to the movies together to see some new horror flick they'd been interested in. Shinsou had gone into the bathrooms almost half an hour ago. Did he not like Izuku anymore? What if he'd been hurt? Or got sick? Or just wanted to bail without telling him. Izuku had fully planned on asking Shinsou out to dinner after the movie too... What if he finally thought Izuku was weird? As he approached the door, Shinsou's ever lovely voice could be heard.

"Izuku, I think I have a crush on you." Was the first and last thing he heard beyond brief cursing about the time, as the door opened to reveal his crush, who seemed to process the new situation much faster than he had.

"you too, Hitoshi." The ever awkward Izuku said, his arm still raised from where he was about to knock. Both of their faces matched a bright red.

"Oh My Fuck." Was all Hitoshi could mutter for a solid minute.

"I do... Um... Actually really like you, Hitoshi. I thought you were out of my league."

"Me?? Out of your league? Hello? You literally look like Adonis's child, and you have the kindest heart I've ever seen."

"Yeah, but you're so.... Handsome, kind, funny, smart, and jeez... You have real pretty eyes." Izuku mumbled the last part.

"Hey! Gay and gayer. Epskay bathroomskay! Some people have to piss. Go on your little date and be gay there, at least then it isn't my problem." Bakugou grumbled, pushing past the pair for the bathroom.

"Ah, yeah, sorry Kacchan!" Izuku mumbled, grabbing Shinsou by the arm. He walked them outside, where Izuku's motorbike was waiting.

"So... Is this an official date now?" Shinsou asked as they got on the bike.

"...can it be?" Izuku rev'd the engine, leaning forward a bit.

"Yeah, I'd like that." Shinsou smiled as they pulled off.

[izukusblkwife]

hii!! so idk if you could like this kind of thing and this may be a bit specific/confusing so feel free to do whatever you want with it!!

maybe a reader from shiketsu who's friends with shinso - thing is, reader likes someone else from their class, but that someone likes another person and clearly only sees the reader as a friend. this whole time shinso has been pining for reader, but he doesn't say a word abt it and listens to them everytime they rant about their crush

eventually reader gets over that someone and after a while they realize that shinso liked them this whole time🥹

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This is a pretty long one so be warned, tysm for the request moot I loved making this one!

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06 || 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 || 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 ♫

✩ - 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Sero Hanta and L/n Y/n are each others hallway crush. ✩

genre: fluff/slice of life/ pining

requested: no

edited

pronouns: she/her

wc: 1,014

warnings: curse words, suggestive jokes

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The autumn wind danced around them as they stood in front of the haunted house. After they performed their concert and cleaned up, Class 1A was free to go around and see the other classes' work.

Sero stood beside Kirishima, Bakugo, and Kaminari, who was already gripping onto Kirishima's sleeve. The last bit of adrenaline from their performance ran through them, which is probably the only reason Kaminari even agreed to join them.

"Come on, I don't have all day, damn cowards," Bakugo announced before marching into the dark entrance.

The house was completely hand-made and eerie. They had built it to mimic a traditional Japanese house, the only light source was a dim, purple light that peaked in through the windows, barely allowing them to see their own feet.

"You know, it's not too late to turn back," Kaminari's voice trembles though he attempts to cover it up with a nervous laugh.

"Suck it up, damn dunce face,"

They continue their march. The silence around them was only broken by a pained moan and the sound of their own footsteps.

A bloodied body falls and hangs from the ceiling in front of them. Kaminari shrieks, clutching Kirishima's arm, who, in turn, hardens with a yelp. Sero gasps loudly and jumps back while Bakugo only flinches, muttering a curse under his breath.

They looked back at the body that hung from the ceiling upside down only to find Shinso staring at them with a taunting smirk.

"Pfft! That wasn't even that scary!" Kaminari softly laughs while detaching himself from hardened Kirishima.

Bakugo scoffs before wordlessly continuing his march forward.

"If I wasn't hardened, your nails would have left a mark on my arm!" Kirishima, deactivating his quirk, argues while they all followed after Bakugo.

Kaminari opened his mouth to refute, only to be interrupted by another louder moan. As if it were right behind them. The group pauses. Kaminari's eyes widen and his face immediately pales, his bottom lip quivering. Kirishima simply froze, his skin hardening again. Sero's jaw clenched, veins on his neck becoming more visible. Even Bakugo stopped in his tracks.

The moan echoes out again, louder this time. In unison, they all slowly turned around but they found nothing, just the hall they came from. They all gulped, the hairs on their necks rose.

"Guys." Kaminari whispers with a trembling voice, his eyes trained on where they stood.

They were standing right above a large puddle of blood.

Another chilling moan, a shiver ran down their spine as the sound came from under them.

They all stood frozen staring at the blood. While staring at the puddle, they had a perfect view of their shadow. They could only watch, frozen in fear, as another shadow forms seemingly from thin air.

         It grabs their shoulders from behind them and screams in their ears. They all scream back, every head being whipped over their shoulder. A bloodied face stares at them, a tongue lolled out. Half-lidded e/c eyes stare at their widened, terrified eyes.

Kaminari had jumped into Bakugo's arms with a high-pitched scream while Bakugo grabbed onto him with mouth open in shock. Kirishima had only frozen, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape. Sero shrieked while walking backwards, almost tripping on his friends' feet.

After a beat, Bakugo clears his throat and dumps Kaminari onto the floor. Sero blinked once more before recognizing the face in front of him.

"Candy Girl?"

"Candy Girl? That's what you came up with?" She slyly asks, a teasing smirk stretching onto her blue lips.

Staring at her, he observes the makeup that made her face look bloodied and unnaturally blue. The outfit she wore and even her hairstyle matched her face, bloodied and messy. And yet, even though she looked like she was just raised from hell, she still looked divine.

"How do you manage to look gorgeous even while you look like death?" Sero thoughtlessly sighs.

"..I'm..I think I heard you wrong, what?"

"Oh!" Sero realized what he said, his heart pace pounds faster than it already was and his stomach churns with anxiety. Adrenaline was already flowing through him, encouraging him to continue. He might as well. "I think you're the prettiest person I've ever seen, even when you're dressed in your pajamas or like the undead. I want to hear your laugh, see you around, and laugh at your jokes on purpose, not by accident while I pass you in the hall or in the cafeteria a few tables away. I want to be the one walking with you in the halls. I want to sit at the same table as you at lunch. I want to get to know you personally, not from afar. I like you, and I want your number to see if we can make this work."

Y/n was stunned at his confession, her heart thumped in her chest, and even under her makeup, her cheeks were visibly turning red. After a beat of silence, she sheepishly replies, "The moment I saw you in the cafeteria, laughing with your friends, I couldn't get you out of my mind. All I could think about was you and your gorgeous eyes. You have the prettiest eye color, I could spend hours looking into them. I agree with everything you said. I want to miss you, and I want to know all your favorite things. I'd like to see where this goes,"

She slides her unlocked phone into his hand as he immediately types in his phone number.

"My name's l/n y/n, by the way."

"Sero Hanta."

"Fucking finally. Took y'all long enough. It was sickening to watch you both fawn over each other," Bakugo groans.

"Tell me about it," Shinso emerges from the shadows, still in his costume.

"Oh, right, you still got the rest of the house to get through, so don't get too excited just yet." Y/n took her phone back and slid it into her pocket.

"Fuck. I'll see you after though, right?"

         "I'll be waiting by the exit."

[irisintheafterglow]

I Think He Knows (pro!kirishima x you)

summary: he's not into party games, so what do you do for seven minutes when you're locked in the closet with your high school crush?

wc: 2.9k

cw/tags: aged up characters!!, friends to lovers, mutual pining, swearing (lots of it), truth or dare, slightly suggestive toward the end but nothing descriptive, first kiss, alcohol and drinking, just pro heroes being idiots

note: prompt is once again from @creativepromptsforwriting because i wanted to write a silly party confession fic ! hope you enjoy, i did NOT mean for this to become this long lmao. he's literally so boyfriend why can't he be real

likes/reblogs/feedback is always appreciated <3

“I want him so bad I’m gonna pass out,” she confesses, throwing herself onto your body and sighing longingly. “Do you think he thinks of me often?”

“Now I really feel like we’re in high school again, ‘chaco. I think you should talk to him about your love life instead of me. Maybe he’ll get the hint, that way.” 

“Hypocrite.” She scowls at you over the rim of her plastic cup, downing another serving of punch with questionable amounts of alcohol. “I had to hear about your infatuation all the time.” 

You stick your tongue out defiantly. “It wasn’t an infatuation. It was just a crush, that’s all.” 

“Yeah, a crush that lasted three whole years,” she hiccups, crossing her legs next to you on the couch and leaning her head on your shoulder. “Do you think about him often? Remember, no lies.” Your eyes immediately gravitate to who she’s talking about, supervising some drinking game at the wet bar that has Kaminari’s eyes watering and Shoto’s face bright red. Deku tries in vain to stop Bakugo from downing shot after shot, ultimately accepting a mystery concoction handed to him by Sero. He immediately spits it out all over Bakugo and both of them are so intoxicated they can’t aim hits at each other correctly. You laugh under your breath and quickly dart your eyes away when Kirishima looks over his shoulder in your direction. Ochaco nods knowingly, giving your thigh a squeeze that startles you. “Oh, you definitely do.” 

Before you can respond, Mina throws the front door of Sero’s house open followed closely by Jiro and Momo. Overflowing grocery bags of junk food line her arms and she kicks the door shut behind her as her hands are both holding a bottle of soju each. Cheers echo through the house at her arrival and she bows dramatically. 

“Looks like the party’s finally here,” Ochaco winks at you before joining Tsu to help Mina unload the groceries. You shake your head as your chest feels the familiar lightness that always came when your entire class was happy and having fun. It was Mina’s idea to have a reunion party, after all, and you knew everyone was looking forward to it. It was scheduled months ago because everyone’s calendars needed to line up and from the looks of it, all of you needed the break. With the press kept back by several thousands of volts of electricity running through the perimeter gate of Sero’s house, you and your friends could finally relax.

Or, so you thought. 

“Okay, party people! Now that we’re all slightly fucked up, it’s time for some games! First game is 7 Minutes in Heaven!”

“As if this hasn’t been 45 minutes of Hell already,” Shinso deadpans from a neighboring armchair, but even you could tell he was enjoying himself by the slight quirk in the corner of his mouth. 

Mina sends a joking glare at him, chucking a balled-up napkin at him. “Get in the fucking circle, Hitoshi.” 

You slide down from the couch onto the floor and feel a muscular bicep press against your arm. “You mind if I sit here?” When you turn to that all-too-familiar voice, you’re blinded by a bright shark-toothed grin and glittering crimson eyes. You smile and nod in assent, eyes widening when you look away to stop your heart from racing. You catch Ochaco’s gaze and she smirks mischievously, to which you loudly suggest the seat next to her when Deku is trying to find a spot in the circle. You wink at her and crack open another can of some fruity mixed drink. 

“So!” Mina begins as Jiro positions an empty glass bottle on the coffee table in the middle of the circle. “Do we all know the rules of 7 Minutes in Heaven–”

“Why the fuck are we using a bottle?” Bakugo’s rough voice cuts through the polite silence and Mina rolls her eyes. “Isn’t that a different fucking game?” 

“It’s only there to ensure no bias in the participants of the game, Bakugo,” Shoto boredly drawls. His face is blank when his eyes meet Bakugo’s. “If we wanted, we could spin your dense head–”

“You wanna go, Ice Pack?”

“Let’s allow Mina to finish speaking!” Ever the diplomat, Momo shakes her head impatiently while she effectively halts the two Pros’ piss match. You feel Kirishima’s sigh of relief that he didn’t have to restrain anyone and bite your lip to suppress a chuckle. 

“As I was saying,” she continues as she delicately dances around the circle. “The bottle will be spun two times. If it lands between two people on the first go-around, those people have to go in. But normally, whoever the bottle points at gets locked in the closet with the other person who’s pointed at for seven minutes. What you two do for those seven minutes…” A suggestive glint flashes across Mina’s dark eyes and she shrugs carefreely. “That’s none of our business.”

An awkward silence settles over the group as Mina continues to stand but seems to be expecting someone else to speak. She clears her throat and Denki suddenly perks up with something to say. “Wait, is this when I do the thing?” Your eyebrows dip in confusion, as do most of your other classmates except for Mina and Sero. 

“Yes, Denki. This is when you do the thing, so go get it.” Sero pinches the bridge of his nose as Denki shoots upward, running down the hallway to grab something from the storage closet. When he returns, he triumphantly holds a cardboard box labeled “HEART RATE MONITOR x2.”

Deku groans, covering his face as Mina beams. “Oh, no…”

“Oh, yes.”

“Did you steal that from some fuckin’ pharmacy?” Bakugo and Shoto both appear horrified. 

“What? No! I got it from my neighbor’s garage sale.”

“That’s even worse!”

Sounds of protest erupt from your classmates and you can’t help giggling at their reluctance to have their heart rate tracked. From your time in high school and into your professional career, you knew you never got picked during these games. You were resting easy knowing you never had to kiss one of your friends because of some stupid bottle. Especially with the positioning of Kirishima right next to you, the odds of you two needing to go into the closet together were slim to none. Tonight, you knew, would be no different than the past as you vaguely listened to Denki explain the use of the heart rate monitor. 

“Basically, we’re gonna call out if you’re making the other person’s pulse jump. It’s like that one part of that couples show we caught Iida watching during our second year,” Mina summarizes and Iida’s stoic voice pipes up in defense of his “research” on how best to acquire a lover while the circle snickers at the memory. Tokoyami’s hand reaches up to pat his shoulder sympathetically. 

“Alright, spin the fuckin’ bottle already! I’m literally aging over here.” Kirishima snorts next to you, hiding a choked laugh with a cough into his sleeve and you jokingly pat his back in concern. You’re too preoccupied with looking at him to notice the gasps and noises of shock as the bottle finishes its rotation around the circle. Confused at the excited expressions of your friends, you look down to see who the bottle pointed at. 

It was between you and Kirishima. 

You had to play 7 Minutes in Heaven with the boy you had a crush on for the entirety of high school. 

Your mind blacked out, face feeling like it was on fire as you both were hooked up to one heart monitor each. You didn’t dare glance at Kirishima because, for all you knew, he was irritated about being picked for these types of games since it wasn’t manly. Ochaco waggled her eyebrows at you and you felt slightly nauseous as she hooked up the machine to your pulse, guiding the wires under the door. “We’ll see you in seven minutes,” Mina crooned. “Have fun!” 

The door locked and you were in complete darkness with him. It was suffocatingly quiet, so silent that breathing felt like a trumpeting elephant. Hushed whispers come from the other side of the door as your classmates analyze your pulse. 

Jesus, his heart is racing. Like, dangerously fast!

So is theirs. Doesn’t sound like they’re doing anything in there, though.

You think he’ll actually make a move tonight?

Dude, shut the fuck up. They can probably hear us through the door. 

You swallow and wince when the noise is audible in the isolated quiet of the closet. 

“So, uh–”

“I, um–” 

You both start to speak and cut off just as abruptly, apologizing profusely and insisting the other go first. He takes a deep breath before he speaks again. 

“Look, honestly, I’m not really…into these types of games,” he starts, breath ragged but you couldn’t imagine why. “I don’t really know how to explain it, I just…”

“I know. It’s okay. Not manly to make out or do God knows what with someone you’re not dating, right?” Your laugh is shaky and you mentally kick yourself for feeling so jittery. 

“Yeah,” he exhales, relieved that you’re not going to expect him to do something he was uncomfortable with. You know damn well he would never make you do something you were uncomfortable with. It’s quiet again for a few moments before he clears his throat and continues. “But… I feel bad just making you sit here in awkward silence so…do you wanna play truth or dare instead?” 

Oh, shit, their heart rate finally spiked! 

Why’s it say that his breathing is super shallow? 

You’re reading something wrong because that’s definitely not what this measures. 

“Sure.” You hear him shift around in his seat on the floor and you lean against the wall, pulling your legs close. “Wanna go first?” 

“Yeah. Alright, uh…well, truth or dare?” 

You choose the safe option, always. “Truth.” You had no idea what he would possibly ask you, but you knew it was probably going to be harmless. 

“What’s your type?” Your blood runs cold in your veins and you pray that your heartbeat isn’t as loud in reality as it is in your ears. He must mistake your silence for confusion. “Like…in a guy.” 

“Um…” Your voice trails off, mind running at a million miles an hour to bury your secret. “Someone nice, I guess.” He hums in acknowledgement, waiting for you to explain further. “I’d like him to be supportive of me and my career. Good with my friends, that’s a given. Uh…yeah. Just not a scumbag.” You laugh to relieve some of the tension in your chest and feel a little lighter when you hear him chuckle too. “I don’t really care about body type or looks; I just want him to be a good person who will treat me right. In my dreams, I’d like him to treat me like I’m royalty, adore me and whatever. That’s hard to come by these days, though.” 

Fuck, his pulse is racing! 

What could they be doing in there so quietly that’s making him so nervous? 

Shall we alert medical personnel? 

No, Iida. You can see their hearts are still beating right here. 

“Alright, well. I hope you find the man of your dreams then. He sounds great.” In the darkness, you could have sworn he sounded almost…disappointed? “Okay, your turn. Ask me.”

“Hmm, okay. Truth or dare?” 

“Truth.” 

The question slips out before you can stop it. You blame the liquid courage and the mystery drink Ochaco made for you. “What’s your type?” 

Wow, that’s a huge spike for him. 

It looks like their heart rate has leveled out; does that mean they’re not nervous anymore? 

Maybe, or maybe they’re used to the energy now. He’s still a stuttering mess in there, I bet. 

“Uh, someone familiar, if that makes sense. Like, you know, hero stuff can get really exhausting. I think my type is just someone who I can come home to and who’ll love me even through the good and the bad. Someone to help me fight battles, physical and mental, you know?” You nod and realize he can’t see it, so you settle for humming in agreement. Your brain feels fuzzy and it takes a considerable amount of effort to focus on the smooth tone of his voice. 

“Do you remember the first battle we fought together?” 

“Of course I do.” You can hear the fond smile in his voice. “I volunteered to partner with you because I thought you were cool.” 

“You didn’t know anything about me yet.”

“Didn’t matter. It just felt right to be with you.” 

Huge spike for both of them! 

Seems like he’s having a whole rollercoaster of emotions in there. 

Your heart stops again and you wish there was light so you could read his expression, whether he meant it platonically or something more. “Okay, my turn. Would you ever date anyone outside? Like from our friend group?”

He’s silent for a long time and you worry he didn’t hear you correctly before he gives a definitive, “No.” Impulse takes hold of your mind. 

“Why not?” 

“I’m just not interested in any of them.” 

“But you are interested in someone?” The second question falls from your lips naturally and you don’t expect him to answer it considering that it wasn’t part of the game. 

His pulse is slowly increasing again. He must be getting nervous. 

“Yeah, I am.” Your heart drops into your stomach. Of course he was interested in someone, and they were probably interested back, but the likelihood of it being you was in your wildest dreams. 

“Hmm, okay. Your turn.” 

“Are you interested in anyone in our friend group?” 

Your voice chokes in your throat. “Y-Yeah.” Sweat beads on your burning face and for the first time, you’re grateful for the lack of light so he can’t see how much you’re panicking. 

“Are they outside right now?”

“It’s my turn to ask, Kiri.”

“You got an extra one on me, if you think I didn’t notice.” His voice is dangerously low, more serious than you’ve heard him in a long time. “So. Is the person you’re interested in outside right now?” 

Both their pulses are racing again. 

They must be talking about something because this doesn’t happen if you’re just kissing the entire time. 

Oh, because you have lots of experience kissing and getting people’s heart rates up?

Ask your mom about my experience with kissing–

You asshole– 

Shut the hell up! I’m trying to eavesdrop! 

You steady your resolve, inhaling and exhaling deeply before answering the expectant darkness. “No, they’re not out there right now.” You can hear the confusion cross his face as he calculates who in your friend group was absent. 

“Who are you–”

“He’s in here with me.” The smallest oh escapes his lips and you pray for the time to go faster, body burning in shame. “Sorry, this is a really weird way of telling you, but…”

“Can I kiss you?” 

Your brain short-circuits. 

“Huh?” You question dumbly. 

“I wanna kiss you. Please.” 

“You don’t have to, Kiri, really. You don’t have to play the rules of the game if–”

“This isn’t about the game anymore. I wanna kiss you, game or no game.” 

“Why?” 

“Because I like you.” He huffs and you hear him run a hand through his hair in the darkness. He only did that when he was nervous. You were making him nervous. “You’re the only one I’m interested in, the only one I’ve been interested in since high school.” 

What the fuck? 

Denki, your fucking machine broke! 

We lost their pulses! 

Did those idiots break the heart rate monitor? 

I think you broke the heart monitor, stupid.

You’re speechless and, tired of words, you crawl toward his voice in the darkness. It seems that he had the same idea as he receives you eagerly. His calloused hands pull you into his lap until you’re on top of him, fiddling with the hair at the back of his neck. His breath is hot on your neck as you wait there for something to happen and you sigh into his mouth when it finally finds yours. The first kiss is gentle and sweet, careful not to scare you away. But after you catch your breath and pull him closer by his jacket collar, his fingers firmly press into your hips, running over the eaves of your body. Your breath comes short and fast and you needily pull him closer as he confidently meets your wordless demands. He pulls away for a moment, pressing a light kiss to your cheek. 

“Kiri…”

“Eijiro.”

“Eiji, please.” 

“Hold on. It’s been seven minutes. And, for the record, I want to date you.”

You’re barely able to supply your agreement before a loud banging on the closet door startles you. 

Alright, lovebirds, that’s time! Opening up the door in three…two…what? 

Before they can open the door, you catch the telltale sound of Eijiro hardening his arm and a spark of light as he slams his fist down on the door handle, locking you in but also locking everyone else out. 

Oh, shit! He actually did it! 

This was his entire fucking plan? 

You better pay for my door when you inevitably break it open! 

Let them be; it’s been a long time coming. 

“Now, where were we?” You laugh in disbelief at the smug grin in his voice as he gently bites the juncture where your neck and shoulder meet, hands roaming increasingly lower on your body. 

“Eijiro, they’re gonna get anxious that we died or something,” you make to leave his lap and open the door, but his arms catch you before you stand. 

“I’ve waited years for you. They can wait a few more minutes.” 

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GIRL OF MY DREAMS – 1.6k words, ANGST ↳ pointlessly pining over mina, one of your best friends from ua who you don't talk to anymore

── ᵎᵎ ✦ | HANTA SERO ;; " cellophane "

STRINGS OF ATTACHMENT – 0.8k words, drabble, ANGST ↳ waking up in your exes bed again is already not something you're proud of, but why does he make it awkward?

SWEEP ME OFF MY FEET – coming soon ! ↳ sometimes there aren't words, sometimes there isn't time for words, of course hanta doesn't always think before he acts

── ᵎᵎ ✦ | DENKI KAMINARI ;; " chargebolt "

ALWAYS, FOREVER – coming soon ! ↳ platonic fic where you help denki during a breakdown and comfort him afterwards

── ᵎᵎ ✦ | TENYA IIDA ;; " ingenium "

there's nothing here yet.

── ᵎᵎ ✦ | HITOSHI SHINSO ;; " mind jack (?) "

there's nothing here yet.

── ᵎᵎ ✦ | NEITO MONOMA ;; " phantom thief "

there's nothing here yet.

── ᵎᵎ ✦ | MULTI & MISC

there's nothing here yet.

© 2024 starlitrays

[kitthepurplepotato]

Summary:

5 years has passed since you lost touch with your explosive best friend.

After your failed love confession your life turned upside down and you ended up as an underground hero with no contact with your old friends. After 5 years (thanks to Kirishima’s eagerness to get a hold of you) you ended up in a bar with all your old classmates.

You really didn’t think you will end up talking to Bakugo about the worst day of your life, did you?

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Genre: Angst with a fluffy ending!

Warnings: Aged up characters, drinking, slightly drunk background characters, mentions of depression? + One sex joke and some swear words. Mentions of other ships (KiriMina, KamiJiro, TodoDeku)

Reader is gender neutral but there are mentions about them almost wearing a dress.

Warnings about the writer (lol): English is my second language so please don’t be rude if something sounds a bit off.

This is my first ever fic for the BNHA fandom and my first ever fic after not writing for 10 years.

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5 years.

5 whole years has passed since you graduated. While most people think back to their graduation with a smile on their faces, you dreaded to even think about the day; it was the day you lost your best friend and your first love at the same time.

You tried not to think about how much has changed in your life since, yet here you are sitting at a bar with all your old classmates, chatting around about your new lives, about all the changes you don’t even want to think about; and while they all make it sound like everything is different for them, seeing your old friends together like this only makes you realize how you are the only one who’s life has turned upside down after graduation.

Kirishima and Mina, UA’s favorite couple (everyone’s OTP, as you guys called it back then) are still walking hand in hand, Kaminari and Jiro are still secretly pining after each other (you honestly can’t believe that no one got fed up with them enough in the last 5 years to close them in a cupboard for an hour to sort their shit out.) and you are definitely not even going to try to decipher the longing looks coming from Deku and Todoroki. You had enough of their bullshit in high school.

As you are looking around the bar seeing all the smiley faces of the people you cherished so much back then, you can’t help but wonder about your best friend, who still hasn’t arrived.

Bakugo and you haven’t seen each other since you confessed your love to him after the closing ceremony. To be honest, you wouldn’t be surprised if he wouldn’t come at all. He might be the biggest grump of the class but he still managed to keep in touch with everyone, while you closed yourself off to the whole friend group and went all vigilante to rebel against everyone and everything until Aizawa smacked you in the head one day and got you a job as an underground hero.

“Get your shit together” he said (really not helpful, by the way) “You can’t throw your whole life away over a heartbreak.”

You clearly remember how you managed to make the perfect replica of Bakugo’s frown, but let the hero help you out of your misery anyway.

“Hey!”

…

“Earth to Y/N”

…

“Maybe Shinso did something to them?”

“Why would he do that?!”

…

“Wake up, shithead!”

Was that Bakugo’s voice?

“Kats?” You look up to see a blonde head looking down at you with worried eyes.

You really don’t know who this man is anymore.

The Katsuki you knew NEVER showed you a single emotion except anger and jealousy, (or at least you thought it was jealousy, until he rejected you on the spot without any hesitation.) yet here he was, the king of explosions, looking at you like you are something worth looking at, worried, soft and… not emotionally constipated - You can’t help but giggle at your own thought loudly, by accident.

“Good to know you still can’t help but laugh at your own inner joke, at least something haven’t changed.” He says while slowly sitting down next to you at the bar.

You knew he wasn’t the same person after he became a full time hero; you do own a TV and you never miss the hero news on social media.

While the first few months of his hero work were kind of how everyone expected them to go; more bleeps than actual words coming from the hero’s mouth when asked about his latest rescue; but after a while he became softer, he became the hero he always wanted to be.

You thought he just got used to being on the screen or maybe his agency gave him a talk about proper behavior, but seeing him now, seeing the softness under his (still) rough demeanor makes you wonder what made him change so much. Did he fall in love with someone? Did he lose someone which made him rethink his actions?

When did you become the grumpy, distant one in the group? Where did your “ray of sunshine” behavior go?

“It’s not about what happened to me, but about what happened to you, Nerd.” The blonde sighs next to you, glaring a hole into your skull with his eyes.

“Glad to see you can still read my fucking mind, Bakugou.” You say grumpily, but giving him a tiny smile anyway.

You can’t help it.

You might be in the middle of a meltdown, but seeing your best friend looking at you like he actually cares still makes your naive heart melt. You would think 5 years is enough for a heart to mend, but you are absolutely aware of the fact that you are still not completely over him.

His name is carved into your heart, bleeding over your mind and body, like a bad curse.

“First you call me Kats, but now I’m Bakugou? Talk about mixed signals…”

“Okay, guys, let’s keep this friendly!” Kirishima calls out to the group and the conversation goes back to normal; you end up learning about all your friends a bit more, Kirishima tells you about the child he saved the other day, Jiro tells you about her new band she managed to find time for.

Bakugo tells everyone about his 2 years long mission in America and about how much of a pain the groupies are and you can’t help but make a snarky comment about him wanting to be Number One just to have free sex. The blonde just rolls his eyes as he always does and kindly asks you to keep your horny thoughts to your bedroom and his comment makes the whole group laugh and the night goes on like it’s the most normal thing in the world to sit beside your ex-best friend and laugh at stupid jokes like he didn’t ruin your whole life 5 years ago.

You even end up talking about yourself a bit, showing off the new tattoo you got on your arm to cover a nasty scar from one of your missions. If Bakugo sees the little explosions around the main design, he doesn’t comment on it.

As the sun sets outside and half of the group gets drunk enough to talk nothing but nonsense, Bakugo leaves your side and goes out to the back yard for “some fresh air”. You stay a little bit longer just to take some funny videos of your old hero friends being absolutely pathetic, but after a while you feel the need to go out a bit yourself - Todoroki and Deku are still sober enough to take care of the group if needed.

As you walk out the back door you end up in a little Japanese garden with a small pond in the middle. You don’t really understand why would anyone put a pond at the back of a bar; it seems like a really bad idea with all these drunk idiots around, what if they fall into the water?

“This bar works as a cafe in the mornings and afternoons, hence why it has a back garden. They usually close the back door after 6, but we rented the whole place out and asked them to keep it open for all the sober people needing some solitude. And yes, I’m sure my quirk is not mind reading.” Says the grumpy blonde sitting on the massive stones near the pond.

You jump from the surprise; you genuinely did not see him sitting there as you were deep in your thoughts again. You might be a great hero, but you’ve always been prone to zoning out when not in danger.

Instead of replying, you thank God for deciding to dress casual instead of going for a fancy dress as you sit down next to BAKUGO with a dramatic sigh. You brush through your messy hair with your fingers to calm yourself down.

“Still not a fan of big groups?” He laughs as he slowly comes closer to your side. This was something you guys did all the time; every time you felt overwhelmed, Bakugo and you went on a stroll nearby and quietly talked about random things until you calmed down. When you told your friends about it, no one believed you that Bakugo is able to speak quietly for more than 5 seconds.

“It’s just a lot, you know. And you left the group first, by the way.” You remind him, ready for him to start a fight with you, but instead he looks away in the other direction, with a hint of red on his cheeks.

“I hoped you’ll come after me this time.” Bakugo says while staring into the distance with the saddest look in his eyes.

What does he mean by “this time”? You never ran away. You stayed next to him even when he tried his best to push you away. You stood your ground and never left his side, even though he made you cry so many times with his rude attitude.

He degraded you so much when you two started to spend more time together just so you give up on him, but you could always see through his facade. You knew he’s only doing these things to you because he hates HIMSELF and he doesn’t want you to go down with him. He might speak ill of you to your face but deep inside, he just wants you to find a better person to be with, because he’s stupid like that.

He would break his own heart just to save you from disappointment.

…

Wait a minute.

“You know I was in love with you too, right?” He says while staring into the distance with a love sick look on his face, reminiscing about the old memories.

… and now, after 5 years of hating yourself over how stupid you were, it all makes fucking sense.

You were stupid indeed. So incredibly stupid you let the love of your life deceive you with his rude words and ignored the tears falling down his cheeks right after you turned around and left him on his own.

“You told me to fuck myself and my stupid feelings, Kats. And I fucking believed it.” You look at him with a disbelieving look, and finally, he looks back at you.

And laughs.

It isn’t his usual ugly laugh, it’s more like a giggle. The self deprecating giggle he learned from you back then.

“Fuck!” You squeak into your arms, hiding your face away, as all the feelings you tried to push away wash over you all at once.

“I was furious. Having a relationship with someone is one thing, but starting a relationship with someone you would die for? I was ready to give up on being a hero just so I can be with you. That scared me. You were my greatest enemy - you were someone who had so much power over me that my dreams meant nothing to me anymore. I had to get rid of you. Or at least I thought I had to. I was stupid.”

“Kats…” you try to say something but the words are stuck in your throat. You feel like throwing up. There is a terrible ache in your heart; you hated him so much for living his best life while yours was in pieces, but in reality, he was living in agony himself.

“I said all those things to you to push you away, but I knew I made a mistake right after the words left my mouth. I knew there is no way back from it. So I held my ground and I let you go.”

You can’t believe how strong he is. The old Katsuki would never admit his mistakes. Yet here he is now, dealing with his own shit from 5 years ago.

You are about to respond but he beat you to it.

“But now that I’m sitting here with you, I feel like you’ve never really left.”

… and that’s it. You can’t stop your tears for falling anymore. With a quick, stealthy move you tackle your son of a bitch best friend to the ground and hide your face in his chest and cry like a baby until his not too steady heartbeat calms you down enough to make a proper (?) response.

“I absolutely despise you right now, Kats, I hope you know that.” you laugh and cry at the same time, looking up to see his face, and to your surprise, his face looks a bit more shiny than it was a few minutes ago.

“Fuck, I love you too” he laughs at your confused face and you both start laughing like the two idiots you are.

If the whole situation wasn’t comedic enough, Kirishima decides to come out and check up on you right in the middle of your laughing fit, holding each other for dear life snuggled up on the massive stones like two love sick teenagers.

Kirishima gives you two the biggest grin you’ve ever seen in your life and walks back silently to the bar without saying anything. After a few moments, you can hear him screaming inside.

“YOU OWE ME A LOT OF MONEY, DENKI!”

“GODDAMIT, BAKUBRO.”

Bakugo and you start giggling as well, and you can’t stop yourself from cradling the blonde’s face.

“Hey, Kats…”

“Hm?” You know he’s not actually listening anymore. His eyes are glued to your lips, and you can’t stop yourself either from giving him the tiniest peck, just barely there.

You don’t want to rush this and neither does he.

It has been 5 years since you last saw each other and there is so much to talk about.

“We are going on a date tomorrow.” You declare, leaving no space for arguing. He lowers his head and puts it on your shoulder so he can look at you from a safe but close distance.

“You know I’m not leaving your side tonight, right?” He argues anyway. Of course he does.

“Okay. Go grab your stuff from your place and we can come to mine. I have a spare couch.”

The look he gives you is worth a billion dollars.

Absolute disgust.

The audacity.

“I’m not a dog.”

“You are clearly not a dog, my dog sleeps with me on the bed.” You wink at him and just like that you two continued your silly little game of being two best friends absolutely in love with each other, but this time, neither of you ran away.

THE END (?)

Bonus chapter ->

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P.S. Anyone interested to see their first date? Because I AM!

Sorry for not giving them an actual kiss scene in this one, trust me, I had a really hard time writing the end scene, but I don’t feel like there was a proper time for an actual kiss, hence why I want this one shot to have a second part :D

[sugolara]

𝐓𝐨 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐋𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝

Feat. Shota Aizawa x daughter! reader

An ongoing series.

Synopsis: After a deadly virus leaks all over the world, Shota Aizawa and his eldest daughter must survive from the flesh eating monsters in hopes that Eri is still alive.

Cw: gore, quirkless! au, apocalypse! au, zombie! au, weapons, death, angst, blood, cannibalism, suicidal thoughts, cross-posted on ao3, wattpad, qoutev

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Included Characters: Eri, Hizashi Yamada, Nemuri Kayama, Toshinori Yagi, Hitoshi Shinso (love interest)

Inspired by, "The Walking Dead A Telltale Game Series"

playlist!

" Fresh Blood – Eels " Walk Among the Cobras, Pt. 1 – Dan Sartain " Leave Behind – Sarah Cripps " Hope Prevails – Jesper Kyd " When I Grow Up – First Aid Kit " Fight For Survival – Klergy " Snow – Lisa Hannigan " Aeon Ending – Dew Of Light " To Live A Life – First Aid Kit " Personal Jesus – Depeche Mode " Death Is Not the End – Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds " How Low – Jose Gonzales " The Fear – Ben Howard " Carrion Flowers – Chelsea Wolfe " Kettering – The Antlers " Coxcomb Red – Songs: Ohia " Five Years – David Bowie " Hard As Nails – Peter Wolf Crier " Swept Inside – Future Islands " Killing Machine – Tony Crown " Harmonix – Surfer Blood " Stand By Me – Ki:Theory " M.T.M.E. – Alexandra Saviour " Audience No.2 – Autolux " Palace Of Montezuma – Grinderman " In The Water – Anadel " Two Birds – Regina Spektor " Clocks – Coldplay " The Great Gig in the Sky – Pink Floyd " I’ll Be Good – Jaymes Young " To The Bone – Mirel Wagner " I Ain’t The One – Spoon " Take Us Back – Alela Diane " Salty Seas – Devics " In The Pines (Oakland) – Fantastic Negrito " Waiting around to die – The Be Good Tanyas " Red Morning – Devics " Gun In My Hand – Dorothy " Be Good – Waxahatche " Clementine – Elliot Smith " World Undone – Calexico " Blood – Algiers " Especially Me - Low " Release Me - Corrina Repp " No Death - Mirel Wagner

table of contents:

Season 1: Episode 1: A new day Episode 2: I'll understand what you meant in a few long months Episode 3: Afraid Episode 4: Weak Episode 5: Quick and steady Episode 6: To live Episode 7: Just a little longer, my dear

Season 2: Episode 8: New beginnings Episode 9: Company Episode 10: Day something Episode 11: Bad news Episode 12: Check, check, check Episode 13: Fallen angel

Season 3: Episode 14: Little by little Episode 15: The feeling is nice Episode 16: Down below, where the sounds of growls will be the last you hear

To be continued...

Book one: Welcome To The New World Book two: To The One You Left Behind

[theloveinc]

i love it when u talk about shinsou. like ur brane is just cooking up some wonderful stuff about this man……

not TO TOOT MY OWN HORN too much, BUT... yeah my Shinso really is the best. Or rather, I should say, one of them.

Something absolutely ferocious about him when he is depicted as beefy and stern but squishy as a gummi bear on the inside. Literally incapable of smiling but can't ever be mean to you, either (unless you're in trouble and he's worriedddd). Thick hands, even thicker heart that just bleeds and bleeds and bleeds for you and only you, HE'D LITERALLY JUST DIE IF THAT'S WHAT U ASKED HIM TO DO. Pine for one billion years if you didn't love him back.

He's gotta be kinda pathetic tho, too. Not in a... lame way, but like: his bed has one sheet on it kind of way, and there's only ketchup in his fridge... like, he sees no reason to pull himself together unless it's you who's asking (he does take care of his cat, though. I really do love a cat man more than anything).

AND SHINSO STILL GETS KINDA JITTERY touching you, at least those first few months. He's so realistic, he's like: "oh I know they can't be chased away that easily har har," but then he's kissing you and he's so scared there's a chance one day it might stop that his heart is hurting and he's making it all intense for no reason. And as you end up closer and closer together on his bed, your knee moving to straddle his lap, YES HIS LEG IS BOUNCING IT'S SO AJSDGLAJKSHFJKAHFKJAHFKJNJKHKJFHADLJKFHA and he keeps trying to distract you from looking at him too hard.

He has to blow your mind w/ that peen of his to make himself feel better about the whole thing. Like why are you hurting all day the next day for no reason and he's acting like nothing happened (except he doesn't brush his hair still asjkdfhjk).

Anyway I could go on fucking FORVER about this guy I want him 20 feet up in my guts immediately I would have 1000s of his children but he barely even wants two I NEED TO USE HIS HERO MONEY TO DONATE TO CHARITY AND HE WOULDN'T EVEN STOP ME.

Thank you, anon!!

[rock-n-onyx]

Mwahahahaha All my forest friends say "I love you!"

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Also hi- haven't seen you in a while!

[yanderecrazysie]

Good day! 😁

I had this brainrot for days now and i feel like your the perfect writer to send you this crazy idea so unto the actual request:

Lets have yandere shinsou x ex-besfriend shinsou. So here’s the details, you know how shinsou was bullied when he was young due to his quirk being villainous? How about the reader being the only friend he had, the person who defended him and cared for him. Shinso sees you as his hero and you and him were close in middle school. But here comes the problem despite the reader having a perfectly heroic quirk like being invincible for a short period of time, the reader doesn’t want to be a hero and is content being a general course student but this feels like an insult to shinsou as he works so hard yet he sees you having a quirk that he wishes he had and your not even using it to be a hero. Shinsou wants you and him be a heroic duo of brains and brawn but the reader is happy in the general course, that is where reader belongs but shinsou can’t accept that which leads to a big fight between them. I can imagine shinso going off on reader for being wasteful of the quirk they were given and generally insulting the reader and the general course and just storms off. Fast forward a bit and we see shinsou eventually getting his dreams of getting into the hero course with the help of aizawa. Shinsou tried so hard to forget about you but he can’t even when he is now in the hero course and achieving his dream yet he feels empty as you’re not with him. Due to cross class excercise you and shinsou meet again but you keep your distance from him which hurt. Cue angst and shinso pining till he turns yandere, shinsou misses the reader and he wants them back to his side, he wants the reader to be as close as to the reader before and he’ll to whatever lengths he need to.

-sorry for the very long request, I just wanted to see your perspective on this idea/brainrot

Awww thank you so much! I’ll do my best to deliver!

Title: So Far Away

Pairings: Shinsou Hitoshi x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, swearing, insults

Summary: Shinsou has achieved his dream. Mostly.

“How do I live without the ones I love?

Time still turns the pages of the book it's burned

Place and time always on my mind

I have so much to say but you're so far away”

-from “So Far Away” by Avenged Sevenfold

Becoming a part of the hero course was supposed to be a dream come true, but really, it was bittersweet. 

You were supposed to be here with him, but you were so stubborn.

Shinsou had become friends with you on his first week at UA. Somehow, someone had figured out what quirk he had and, to his dismay, the old bullying started up again. And, like in junior high, the teacher turned a blind eye to it.

You, however, did not.

“How dare you judge him when you don’t even know him? Do you know how useful that could be for being a hero? He could just tell the villains to put the handcuffs on themselves and they would!”

Shinsou couldn’t verbalize just how much he appreciated you saying that. Not only did you shut up the other general course students, but you tapped into his one and only goal in life: becoming a hero.

It hadn’t been fair, the physical exam. How was he supposed to stop robots with his quirk? It made him feel useless, helpless.

But you didn’t make him feel that way.

Maybe you were unbothered because you were invincible yourself, quite literally. With a quirk like invincibility, you would make a fantastic hero! The two of you could become heroes at the same time- the brains and the brawn, together forever.

But to his dismay, when the sports festival rolled around, you showed no interest in working hard and making it to the end.

“Why don’t you want to make it to the next round? We could work together and one of us could win!”

But you didn’t care. You simply wished him the best and lost in the first round. 

You could have been with him in the cavalry race! You could have fought against those hero course students and taken them down, one-by-one. You could have even taken down Bakugou if only you had tried!

When Mr. Aizawa reached out to him, asking if he wanted to train with him, he was thrilled. He’d asked if you could join him and Mr. Aizawa had agreed.

But when Shinsou told you, you’d waved him off, uninterested in something like that.

“Sorry, Shinsou, but I don’t really have time for that,” you said dismissively, “I don’t really want to change classes, especially not to a different department, so it’d be better if I didn’t waste a teacher’s time.”

“Why don’t you want to change to the hero course?” Shinsou asked, blown away by your attitude, “You could be a literal superhero! Isn’t that the greatest thing to strive for?”

“Not really. Sorry,” you wrinkled your nose a little at the idea, “I just don’t feel the same way you do. There’s too many heroes out there, they don’t need me. I’d rather have a more practical job, you know?”

Shinsou didn’t understand you. Maybe that’s why he lost his temper. 

More likely, it’s because he couldn’t stand the thought of being a hero without you.

The daydreams of you starting a hero agency with him crumble to the ground around him and he’s yelling before he knows it.

“Are you stupid? You’re wasting your quirk on a boring everyday job? What, you’re too much of a coward to do some good in the world? You’re just a selfish bitch.”

You jerked your head back as though you’d been slapped and tears filled your eyes. Shinsou immediately regretted his words, but it was too late to take them back now.

“Fuck you,” you said shakily, “Go be a fucking hero on your own, bastard.”

That was the last time you’d spoken to him. After transferring to the hero course, this was the first time he was seeing you in weeks- at a cross class training exercise. 

You don’t try your best, that much is obvious. You have no competitive spirit, even now.

Shinsou is shaking when he approaches you, scared to death about what you’ll say.

Before he can even get out his apology, you’re turning your back on him, ignoring his outstretched hand.

His heart shatters in his chest. Tears burn his eyes.

He’s miserable without you. 

The next few days, his performance in class suffers. It’s hard to think about math when his mind is only on you. Your absence is a constant ache in his heart. 

He knew he had hurt you, that much was obvious, but he couldn’t find a moment to apologize. All he wanted was to make amends and have you back in his life.

One night, as he walked back to the dorms after another distracted day, Shinsou couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to salvage whatever was left of your friendship. 

And if you didn’t accept his apology this time, maybe he’d have to resort to something a little more… convincing.

[shamefulsho]

01 || 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 || 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 ♫

✩ - 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Sero Hanata and L/n Y/n are each others hallway crush. ✩

genre: fluff/slice of life/ pining

requested: no

edited

pronouns: she/her

wc: 1,328

warnings: curse words, suggestive jokes

masterlist || 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐇 || 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 ♫

          The cafeteria was bustling with students from every class in UA, each with their own unique appearance. The hundreds of unique voices of all ranges and volumes combined to make the room deafeningly loud, louder than any she's used to anyway. Y/n was forced to almost yell to talk to the purple-haired boy sitting across from her.

"I know we literally just started school, but what's up with our class immediately making cliques?"

"I have no clue. I did notice that though. I also noticed how you did everything to not interact with any of them," Shinso glanced lazily at her before taking another bite of his lunch.

"Ok, in my defense, it was between the assholes, the rich, the stoners, and you. Either way, I know you, and I'd take you any day over having to take my chances with Sue who looked like she had cocaine in her bag."

Shinso quirked his eyebrow at her.

          Y/n and Hitoshi had met in middle school and quickly became close friends. When the time to sign up for high schools rolled around, they both applied for UA, hand in hand. And together, they both failed their physical entrance exam. However, the silver lining was that despite not making it into UA's hero course, they both still made it into UA and into the same general studies class.

"What's the face for? Who do you think I should be friends with? Cocaine Sue, Self-deprecating Mai, or Shinso, my friend I've known since the first year of middle school?"

"There's only one right option. And it's Cocaine Sue. Maybe she can give us a boost to get us through the year,"

"You want her to get us through the year? I hate to be that person, but I'll be surprised if she doesn't get expelled by next month," y/n's eyes sweep across the tables surrounding them, "Just based on the people sitting around us, I could tell you what clique they fall into."

"I don't know what else you expect. Everyone's looking for someone else to pass the time with, and they pick people that they share qualities with,"

"I guess so," she murmurs in defeat before pausing, "Hey, isn't that the guy from the sludge villain incident?" Y/n nods her head to a group sitting three tables away.

"Huh, it is. Small world."

Her e/c eyes take in his spiky hair and how he snaps at a boy sitting across from him. She watches the boy laugh at the rude comment thrown his way, his shiny, black hair swaying with each chuckle. His face beaming with a wide, gorgeous smile.

Heat floods her, her cheeks morphing from their natural color to a red.

"Holy crap, he's cute," she murmurs.

"Someone caught your eye?" Shinso hums curiously.

"Yeah," she dreamily replies, "On the same table as the sludge victim, the one with the black hair,"

Shinso leans on the table thoughtfully as he examines the black-haired boy.

"I will never understand your taste,"

She ignored Shinso's jab as she watched the beautiful stranger talk to his friend about who knows what. She knew it wasn't smart to fall for someone she knew nothing about, yet the more she observed him, the more details she would notice about him that made her abandon any common sense: how expressive he was, how excitedly he would comment on something, how he shared parts of his meal with the people around him.

Even more so, everything about his eyes. His wide eyes were the color of the night sky and reflected his every emotion, a peak into his soul. Eyes that were now looking back at her.

Y/n's breath hitched in her throat and her heart began to quicken. He gazed at her with his mouth slightly agape and his expression unreadable. She knew she had gotten caught staring at him, yet somehow she couldn't bring herself to tear her eyes away from his when they were sparkling so prettily. It felt as if she was drowning in pools of ink, and she couldn't be bothered to save herself.

"Oh, do you remember when Present Mic said the homework was due?" Shinso's monotone voice forces y/n out of her daze.

Reluctantly, she glanced one last time at the stranger's endearing dazed face before turning to Shinso "Man, you suck,"

"Hey, I was listening to Cocaine Sue talk about some sketchy warehouse party she's going to,"

"Oh, I can't blame you. You've definitely got your priorities in check. It was Wednesday, I think,"

In spite of the fact that she hadn't completely finished her tray of food, Y/n pulled out a handful of hard, fruity candies from her backpack. She placed them between her and Shinso as they both tossed it into their mouths. Yet, she couldn't enjoy the flavor to the fullest, or even completely focus on Shinso who was attempting to remember the details of Cocaine Sue's party. She could still sense a certain pair of black eyes lingering on her.

The bell rang out, signaling the end of lunch. The entire cafeteria almost seemed to vibrate as every student returned to their respective class.

Shinso stands, watching as Y/n stares at the food that remained in her tray. "What a waste of good food," she murmurs.

"Yeah, no one can compare with LunchRush's food. Anyways, go to class without me, I'm going to the bathroom,"

"Need me to hold your hand?"

"No, I'll survive,"

As Shinso walked away, y/n began to collect candy wrappers that were piled on the table. Despite pushing the trash into the tray, it stubbornly resisted against her.

She huffed and ignored it, making her way to the nearest trash can. As if to taunt her, while she moved to dump the contents of the tray, the entire pile of colorful paper plummeted to the floor.

A groan forces its way out of her throat as she sets her tray with the other dirty ones and crouches to pick up her litter.

She cursed Shinso's and her sweet tooth as she picked up the waste scattered around her. She had only plucked a few when another pair of hands joined her.

When they had finally picked everything up, she looked up to thank the kind person only to find familiar black eyes looking back at her, a soft, charming smile on his soft lips.

Her heart began to loudly pound in her ears despite trying to calm herself. She could only pray that he couldn't hear it too or that he didn't notice her hand subtly shaking as she took the wrappers from his warm, soft outstretched hand.

She couldn't help herself as her eyes trailed from his now empty hand to his strangely shaped elbow to his muscular build to his lopsided smile. No matter how much she looked, she couldn't find an imperfect quality of his to hold against him. Even his presence was warm and magnetic, tempting her to stay in it for an eternity.

His own gaze flitted from her hand to her face, pausing a moment longer on her lips. He averts his eyes back to her hand, still hovering over his, as he gingerly wets his lips.

Her cheeks flushed red as she snapped out of her trance and rose from her crouching position. The stranger in front of her quickly followed, his cheeks also painted a soft red.

Y/n hurriedly tossed the candy wrappers before bowing to him. "Thanks for that," she softly murmured before turning and walking in the direction of her class.

The moment she stepped into the hallway, her heart returned to its natural rhythm and her mind cleared, replaced by a giddy feeling in her chest. She giggled and replayed the interaction in her mind as she continued the short walk to her classroom.

"Shinso, I am so down bad for that random person."

[corvi-dae]

Hi, can i req for Hiryu Rin x fem!reader where she is the prettiest girl people have ever seen? Like always gets stares when she walks, everyday receives gifts n declarations of love from the others UA students that she kindly rejects cause she is already Rin's gf. He just has no idea what he did to deserve her, neither he nor his friends know, who are also in love with her and don't hide it very well...Every time they talk about how hot his girl is he stands like‍‍🧍‍♂️"bro I'm literally here"

As Long as He Could

Hiryu Rin x Fem!Reader

Summary: As Hiryu Rin and his friend Tsuburaba watch (F/n) (L/n) go against their class during Joint Training, he can’t help but wonder what he did to deserve her.

CW: audacious men, fluff, slight one-sided pining?, reader replaces Mineta because f his grape lookin ass, class 1A and 1B share the same dorms

A/N: this is my first request! hope this lived up to your expectations 🫶 send more requests! I dont bite 😌

“Man, she is so hot,” Tsuburaba practically drooled from beside Rin as they both watched her fight with Mina Ashido against Kodai and Yanagi from their class. Rin could feel his eye start to twitch from annoyance.

“Honestly, how did you bag her? What’s your secret?” The brunette questioned, looking at him in disbelief.

“Uh,” Rin felt sweat drip down his forehead as he smiled awkwardly. “I-”

“Crap, we lost!” Tsuburaba suddenly interrupted as he looked at the screen in disappointment.

Rin didn’t bother to hide his grin as he saw his girl’s excitement. He was proud of her. He then looked down at the ground, face softening.

What had he done to deserve her?

Soon after all the students moved into the dorms, Rin met (F/n) (L/n). He had already known she was a beauty whenever he had faced her in the Cavalry Battle in the Sports Festival, but had never really seen her up close until then. And then she started to show interest in him of all people.

It started with random compliments in passing. She’d compliment his hero costume, tell him his quirk was really cool, say his hair was pretty, his fighting style was cool, etc.

And then by some chance of fate, he was paired with her during an activity with class 1A. He couldn’t help but notice the way she blushed around him, or would stutter over her words, or her inability to hold eye contact. It made him wonder if he was seeing things. Either way, somehow he worked up the courage to ask her out on a date, fully expecting her to decline like she had done with most of the guys in their grade…

But she said yes.

Which brings us to now.

Rin watched in irritation as Hitoshi Shinso walked up to her with a slight blush.

“Hey, would you like to get some dinner with me?”

(F/n) looked over at Rin as he huffed.

“I’m already dating someone,” she gave a small sympathetic smile.

“Who?” He questioned in disbelief.

“Hiryu,” (F/n) pointed over to the long-haired male as he waved awkwardly.

Shinso’s eyes widened in disbelief as he looked away, muttering, “Whatever,” and walking off.

She shrugged and practically skipped over to her boyfriend.

“Hi, love,” she grinned brightly.

“Hey,” he blushed. “You were great out there.”

“Thanks,” her cheeks turned a pinkish color.

“Hey, (F/n)!”

She looked over in question before smiling, “Hi, Tsuburaba.”

Said boy’s face reddened. “You were awesome out there… like always,” he chuckled.

“Thank you!”

Rin could only purse his lips as he looked at his friend incredulously.

(F/n)’s (e/c) eyes met his as he felt his face heat up once more. She took his hands in her own.

“You wanna grab something to eat?” She asked sweetly.

“Sure,” he smiled.

What he had done to deserve this, he wasn’t sure. But he’d hold onto her for as long as he could.