#prohero!shinsou

[mysteriesmuse]

Bruised Heart ♥️

Your partner, Hitoshi Shinsou, knew how you liked to sleep. In fact, he knew all the ways you liked to sleep. Curled up like a kitten underneath a warm blanket and a pillow held to you chest. Or snoozing with your hair pressed out like sleeping beauty. Your gorgeous little manicured fingers splayed across your soft stomach. Or reclined in a chair with your head tilted back at an angle that made that hurt your neck when you woke. Or blissfully passed out with your hands wrapped around his bicep. . . . but not on your stomach. Never on your stomach. Yet here you were, head cradled in your arms eyes shut and brows furrowed as you laid on top of his bed, in his apartment. Hitoshi sat next to you staring down at your back. He’s insisted you’d stay at his place after you’d been taken and slammed against the wall like a rag doll. the flashy cut-out on your costume giving you a beautiful glowing flash of skin in the shape of a heart now leaving a narly bruise in the same adorable shape. He’d finished off the fight. Gotten the villain apprehended and left as soon as others arrived on the crime scene. And then promptly hoisted you on his back as you rested your head on the crook of his neck. A bunch of little whimpers leaving your lips as you pressed your phone against your ear calling up Recovery Girl. He walked the whole way back, your soft pleading brushing against his spine, and your other hand looped around his neck clutching onto his scarf. Only to find that your coworker and friend the head nurse couldn’t come out to see you until tomorrow morning. Now you squeezed your eyes shut laying atop his comforter as he sat and silently watched over you. You blindly reached your hand behind your back to gingerly touch the bruise once more. “Come on, quit licking your wounds, kitten . . . It’s not gonna work.” Hitoshi gently went to move your hand, your finger twitched as he held it, “but I hafta’ try. I can’t lay here like this anymore. Give me the mirror I wanna try again.” He frowned at your stubborn insistence. Your healing ablities wouldn’t work if you didn’t see it with your own eyes: enhancements, yes; with mirrors, no. The both of you knew that. Hitoshi could only shake his head as more tears pricked the corners of your eyes. A shiny pout as you hastily wiped and sniffled. He hated seeing you in pain like this. He pulled back one of the twin braids from your face. It hadn’t been so bad an hour ago when he’s let you soak and clean up in the tub, but now as you tried to rest. the pain only seemed to flare. His best friend and partner was laying on his bed hair damp and braided, eyes puffy and face shiny from fallen tears. The hills of the bruise peaking out from a tube top that you stole. The black & blue resting just underneath your angelic shoulder blades. Ones that have carried his weight and healed him many times before. “It’s gonna be okay,” he breathed, “I’m gonna be right here.” he placed his hands on either side of your shoulder leaned down and pressed a soft and chaste kiss to the offending bruise pressing up halfway to lock eyes with you. you mumbled out a flustered, “fhank you- that was nice. . .” The corner of your partners lips quirked up and he dove back down to press another one on the other shoulder. His cool nose booping the sensitive skin of the bruise, “Mhm, anytime.” And Hitoshi kept gently rubbing your skin with his gentle touch and thumbing the ridges of your tube top flat as he stroked you. Large hands brushing against your sad and seering skin. Hitoshi now deciding to lay under you, as your body bent to the curves of his chest. Your soft skin content in his touch as your body across his. Breathing into your hair as you silently cried, “all you gotta do is be a kitten, Kitten.”

[bkdk-fan4ever]

Shindeku | Underground Hero!Shinsou Hitoshi | No. 1 Hero! Midoriya Izuku | Daiting | Oblivious Hitoshi

The Fool by lostintheclouds321

After transferring out of U.A into a different hero school, Hitoshi's life has been going pretty well. When he meets Izuku, the guy he saved from getting mugged, it starts going great.

or

The fic where Shinsou Hitoshi doesn't realize he's dating the Number One Hero.

[hydrangeapartridge]

Spiderman Kiss (Pro Hitoshi Shinsou x reader)

Seeing Hitoshi hanging upside down like spiderman altered my brain chemistry, and I had to write a little something including the iconic spiderman kiss (from 2002... I'm getting old...).

So here it is! (under the cut).

It is a stand alone drabble but in my head it is set in the universe of my ProHero Shinsou x Cat Café owner reader fanfiction Chocolate Kisses and Catpuccinos. (So the characters are adults).

You cursed against your idiocy as you struggled to lock your shop. You had forgotten your gloves again this morning, and with your fingers numbed from the cold winter air, you couldn’t get the damn key in the small keyhole. You let out a frustrated groan when a gust of icy wind blew in your hair. You nuzzled deeper into the too big scarf around your neck, seeking its warmth, and the scent of its real owner. The scent of him, fresh and flowery. It gave you courage, and you finally succeeded in locking the damn door. You indulged into a little victory dance before stepping away from the door and heading to your bike. Unlocking it was difficult too with how cold your hands were. You started feeling frustrated. It was late and you were eager to be back in the warmth of your home.

You were struggling with the bike lock when you heard noises coming from the alley beside your shop. Curious, you left your bike to head there. For all you knew, you could find a stray cat in need of care. You loved cats. And so did he.

So you stepped into the dark alley. It was a bit narrow, barely enough for two people to fit in. Another noise caught your ears, and you yelped when a voice followed.

“Kitten”

Of course you recognized Hitoshi’s voice the second you heard it, and the jolt of fear that seized you gave way to a warm feeling of affection. You turned around, looking for your boyfriend; your hero. However, your eyes found no trace of him. You frowned, perplex. You were sure you heard him.

“Are you sure it’s safe to step into dark alleys alone like you just did?”

You turned around again, following his voice. And to your surprise, there he was, but upside down, hanging from the nearby building by clever twists and knots of his capture weapon. At first you recoiled in astonishment upon seeing him starring at you from this unusual position. With how narrow the street was, his face was mere inches from yours, his pretty violet eyes almost at the same level as your gaze. The mask he usually wore over his mouth was lowered around his neck, letting you see the whole expanse of his pale features.

“Hi!” You beamed at him, once the surprise gone, simply happy to see him. He was on patrol duty tonight, so you never hoped to see him before he came home.

“Hi” He lowly replied, a soft smile gracing his thin lips.

You admired his pretty features, simply getting lost in the unexpected joy to see him.

“Is there something on my face?” Hitoshi teased after a moment, and you shook your head, smiling even brighter if possible.

“No, just happy to see you” You honestly told him. “But what are you doing here?”

Hitoshi grinned, and rummaged through one of the many pockets of his uniform. He retrieved something before offering it to you in his opened palm.

“Here, you forgot them this morning” He said, just as your eyes fell onto the pair of wool gloves you usually wore when it was cold.

You carefully took them and put them on. Warmth instantly returned to your numb fingers, the feeling first weird, but then pleasant.

Your eyes met Hitoshi’s again, and you were sure that he could see in your eyes all the affection you had for him. How much you adored him.

“Thank you” You simply whispered, but words alone couldn’t express your deep gratitude.

In a rush of affection, you placed your now gloved hands on his cold cheeks. You barely had time to see surprise paint Hitoshi’s features before you closed your eyes and kissed him.

With the strange position you found yourself into, the kiss felt different. Hitoshi inhaled sharply through his nose when your lips pressed against his, but soon, his lips parted, accepting your kiss.

His lips moved against yours in an unusual dance. Kissing like that in public, so differently from your usual sleepy make-out sessions in the comfy couch in your apartment, made the whole situation thrilling. You were losing yourself in the excitement your hungry kissing brought, keeping Hitoshi’s face in place as he indulged you, his tongue caressing yours until your knees felt weak.

You boyfriend was on duty, and he should be going back to his patrol. You shouldn’t be distracting him like you were. There were more important things for him to do. You knew about that, but in that moment you really did not care.

The kiss went on until your lips felt swollen and your brain turned to mush. Was it because he was starting to feel as light-headed as you, especially while upside-down, or because he remembered his duty, but Hitoshi soon progressively toned down the kiss, placing one last tender peck on your lips before pulling away. He was always the reasonable one.

Your eyes fluttered opened, and you were met with the delicious sight of your boyfriend’s cheeks flushed, and his lips reddened. You had trouble calming your breathing, and you knew you would have even more trouble letting him go. But you had to. His job was important.

If you often felt selfish in your desire to keep him to yourself, Hitoshi was selfless, always putting the job he dreamed of first. But it was alright; you would be seeing him in the morning, as always, when he would be done helping those in need.

“I have to go” Your boyfriend apologetically whispered.

You nodded your head in understanding. You were glad he already went as far as bringing you your gloves.

“Be safe. My hero” You told him, leaving one last caress on his cheek.

[sttm99]

MASTERLIST

This is an 18+ blog, so please please pleaassseee MDNI

I write majorly for Bakugo right now, and the tiniest bit of Shinsou in some of my fics

I write for FEM!readers

My requests are always open

I hope you have a nice time here🤗

Multi-part fics

King!Bakugo x reader [Arranged Marriage]

Part 1: Till Death Do Us Part

Part 2: Only Ever You and Me

Ex!Bakugo x reader [Finding out his ex had a child for him]

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Part 2

Part 3

BestFriend!Bakugo x reader [He gave you tips on giving head and realises he wants more] [NSFW]

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Bakugo x Popular!reader [He falls for the girl everyone wants]

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Bakugo x Cashier!reader [You're a cashier at a convenience store he went to]

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[You use your quirk on Bakugo at a party] [NSFW]

[Bakugo developing a crush on a mean!reader] [suggestive]

[Your boss, Bakugo, loves spoiling you] [NSFW]

[Bakugo's girlfriend knows he's attracted to you] [NSFW]

[You're a cashier at a convenience store Bakugo comes to] [suggestive]

[Bakugo mistaking you for his stepsister]

[Bakugo forming a little crush on a shy!reader]

[Bakugo fixing the mess he made with his sneaky link] [NSFW]

[Bakugo and reader during the class movie night] [NSFW]

[Villain!Bakugo coming back to you] [NSFW]

[You have an unhealthy desire to please your boss, Bakugo] [NSFW]

[Pro Hero Dynamight falling for model!reader]

[Bakugo and his friends borrow weed from you during a school trip]

[Bakugo talking with his drunk ex]

[ProHero Bakugo hooking up with a new UA graduate]

[Older Bakugo and a former classmate at their reunion]

[Pro Hero Bakugo and the Live painter at his friend's wedding]

[alienaiver]

You know I love the fic where you figure out that you're anemic with Shinsou...

How about a fic where reader is extremely exhausted after a mission that messed up their sleep cycle and now they should rest but can't? With Denki? I just love how you wrote this bone deep exhaustion and I'd love to see your take on how Denki would try to get them to sleep?

thank you!!!!! its such a good fic, too i feel! im very proud of it 🥺🧡

i hope this is okay!! im not sure i hit it as well as i imagined, but i do think it turned out cute!!! thank u for this request, denkis so cute. i wanted to write more honestly, but i also need to contain myself sometimes..... 🙈

warnings: none! this is just cute. genderneutral and poc+body positive as always! unbeta'd but proofwritten. timeskip and prohero!reader (quirk not mentioned) and pro hero!kaminari wordcount: 1k

You’ve been staring at the wall for hours.

Or at least, it feels like it, but you hardly notice the time passing. The cup of tea in your grasp has gone cold, steam flowed up and left. It’s not until you feel a warm palm on your shoulder that you’re pulled out of whatever trance your insomnia’s put you under.

“Y’know, I feel like that sleeping tea would work better if you actually consumed it.”

You look up and send Kaminari a half-hearted glare. He just smiles before he jumps nimbly over the backrest of the couch – ever the agile hero – to cuddle up against you. His hand traces your arm and squeezes lightly, “you need to sleep.” is all he says. You hold back a scoff, your tiredness making your edges sharper than usual.

You’re exhausted.

You came home a little over 23 hours ago – or was it 25? - prepared to throw yourself right on top of the bedding and pass out. Stake out missions that ends in confrontation are exhilarating and exciting, adrenaline rushing through you from the moment you’re stationed in some bush on a hill right until the last villain has been cuffed and handed to the police.

Unfortunately for you, the after shocks of the adrenaline takes a while to leave. A rush after a rush, how ironic. Every time you close your eyes they physically want to open themselves, want to be aware of your surroundings. You guess napping in a bush while your partner keeps watch will do that to you.

Kaminari nibbles at your shoulder as his puppy eyes keeps you under tight watch; he’s had the days off and watched you succumb to an awakened state that doesn’t sit right.

There’s a faint buzz to your limbs, the heaviness making it not quite a tingling, fizzling out in your fingertips and toes. It helps when Kaminari’s close to you. He’s much too often too warm, but the comfort of him is nice these hours. He lets out a small huff of a laugh, “want me to zap you? To make you pass out, I mean.”

You grunt, “if you’re cleaning the couch after I’ll accidentally relieve myself, sure. Anything at this point.”

He laughs and nuzzles into you, “anything, you say? If those words were as true as Bakugou’s unbridled anger, you would’ve consumed the tea I so carefully brewed with love.”

You feel shame run through you; you had meant to drink it, time just… passed. Vanished without you noticing. God, your eyes are heavy. How can your eyes hurt so much from being awake, yet refuse to stay closed?

You bend your knees up and he gently takes the cup out of your hands with a kiss to your cheeks, “I’ll brew a new one, love. I’m just teasing you.”

Now you mirror him, nuzzling your head into his chest, “I know.” you pout, and he wraps his arms around you. When he starts drawing circles onto your back with the cup slowly, you laugh. He kisses the top of your head before retreating, taking his warmth with him.

You follow his figure out into the kitchen and hear him turn the kettle back on. It whirs into life with a droning that grates your ears. You really should clean it, soon. Kaminari’s humming a light tune, the sound of a tea-bag wrapper being opened before the click of the kettle rings. He does as told, waits a moment before pouring the tea as to not burn the tea leaves and make it bitter. A trick he learned from Shinsou when he’d called and asked how to make someone sleep in a minor, badly-hidden panic yesterday.

Your head drops back and you stare at the ceiling. It’s white and nothing to write home about, but every shade and stain of color pops out when you stare at it this intently. You feel a crick in your neck that groans at every small movement. You should buy new pillows like you’ve planned for too long. Did you change the sheets before the mission? You don’t remember. You’re not sure why it’s important when you’re fighting with the ache in your elbow. You took a nasty hit during the fighting that aches. It travels towards the shoulder, thudding, thudding. You won’t be able to sleep on your left side.

Kaminari comes back in with the cup, and when you reach to grab it, he pulls away. “Nuh-uh, I’ll keep an eye on the temperature and give it to you when it’s drinkable. You’re just going to forget again.”

You groan but let your head fall to his shoulder after he settles. “Can you hum a song again?” you ask and he turns his head so that his lips are against the crown of your head and starts humming. It’s slow, melodic and calming.

He hums out Stay Alive by José Gonzáles. Kaminari doesn’t remember lyrics well, but a few words slip past his lips here and there, and you enjoy the feeling of his lips moving.

“The tea is ready now, my love.” he hums and pulls gently away to hand you the tea. Gravity does it work to a limb body and your head falls slowly towards him before it gently hits the backrest. There’s a small path of drool trailing from the corner of your lips and from the new position, a small snore starts to make its way through you.

Kaminari smiles, helps your head back on his shoulder slowly and stay like that until he’s sure your sleep is deep, so that he can carry you to bed gently and wrap you up. From time to time, he turns his head to kiss your forehead. He swears he sees a smile forming after one of them, but it might just be your dream triggering it.

He makes sure all of yours and his usual alarms are turned off for tomorrow, making sure that however long you need to rest, you won’t be disturbed.

[moon-is-a-cryptid]

Strawberry energy 🍓

Warnings: none

Gender: use of the word mrs otherwise gender neutral

Kirishima having a Pre-Workout product called Riot Rage is a personal HC 👏🏻❤️‍🔥

It’s advertised as the most manly pre workout for guys, gals and non binary pals, because all genders can be manly in Ejiros opinion. His pre workout would come in a variety of tastes like strawberries, bomb pop, fruit punch all centered around red themed coloring, it’s a fairly successful brand already despite kiri not being a top hero, he can thank his bestie bakugou for helping advertise it.

But the way the Sale SKYROCKET when you, Prohero RedRiots s/o Is caught by the press heading to the gym in a “be unbreakable” red riot work out top drinking a bright red liquid out of a gym bottle to work out with Bakugous S/O, Stopped to ask what you were drinking, what you were going to do, who were you going to see etc. with cameras flashing and the tapes rolling, “I’m heading to the gym to see {bakugous s/o} and I’m drinking RiotRage Strawberry energy” turning to the camera you hold the bottle up next to your face “The perfect pre workout to make you feel unbreakable” with a wink before you push your way past and into the private gym.

Your face would then be plastered on magazines with a wink and holding your RiotRage, Kiris PR Team became all over it and asked if you guys could promote his product more often since he got some popularity off it, the folks seemed to love you and would go wild for the loving work out couple look you guys had. You would occasionally posting about it on your socials and staring in the adds that are put out on social platforms. Kirishima made it very clear that If you were uncomfortable with anything that you didn’t have to do it and his team agreed. You were so excited to agree since it helped Kirishima your loving husband out in his field. Next think you know you and kiri are posing in your usual gym outfits with the brand, making promotional videos about it, listing off the benefits of the pre work out.

Within the week of the preparations you received the first View of the ad that was to be sent out, it was a picture of kirishima lifting you above his head with one arm as if you were a dumbbell while you were drinking out of a gym bottle with different flavors scattered around. At the top of the ad it says “FEEL UNBREAKABLE IN THE GYM” and at the bottom “JUST LIKE MR. AND MRS. REDRIOT”

This came to me literally while i was drinking a code read Mnt Dew💀

See a spicy challenge for bakugous hot sauce brand

See smittens coffee for shinsous coffee brand

Masterlist🗒️

[kisabesworld]

Can you make a dead dove prohero! shinsou Hitoshi x fem!reader? Give me as crazy as you got and my life is yours 😔🖤

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YIPPEE yes i would love to yes

(not proofread)

WARNINGS: noncon, mean shinsou, kidnapping

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shinsou had always been a bit.. unsettling to you. In your UA high days, he’d always followed you around, or at least that’s what you assumed. he was everywhere you went. you’re in the cafeteria? he’s a couple people down from you in the row of students waiting for food. you’re in the bathroom? well he’s outside talking to a friend.

he could’ve maybe played this off, but his eyes were a dead giveaway. lilac irises, following your every move, eyes narrowed as if a predator was stalking its prey.

when you graduated you were relieved. you now were at hawks’ agency, carrying out your duties as a sidekick.. and in a few months, you’d be beginning your own agency. the thought made you absolutely giddy, to the point of girlishly giggling and stomping your feet excitedly.

this exact day was a month until you’d start your agency. a day to celebrate, really. you invite out your friends to a karaoke bar, which they happily agree to. after having 5 too many shots and maybe a bit to smoke, it was safe to say you could barely see in front of you.

you clutched your bag, walking shakily as you tried to stay steady. you mumble something incoherent to yourself, not even you knowing what you said. when you stumble into a brick wall, steadying yourself on the harsh stone, that’s when you see him. a blurry figure with lilac hair.

wait.

lilac? you could barely think, shoving yourself off the wall and standing on wobbly legs, like a newborn deer. your eyes move up to face him, brows furrowing slightly.

and in that moment you truly do curse yourself, because of what you do next. looking up at the tall man before you, eyes grazing over his messily kept hair, before landing on his, you say:

“what’th fuck’re you doing here?”

you say, speech slurred by the alcohol coursing through your veins. but before you know it , you’re standing up a bit straighter, no longer in control of your body.

oh.

you remember now. lilac hair, and brainwashing quirk. right.

he steps forwards, pebbles cracking underneath his boots as he does. “Stupid slut.” he spits immediately. But you can’t say anything. He only smirks, before landing a slap to your cheek.

Your eyes don’t even widen, you’re stuck in place with a slightly reddening cheek and tears brimming your eyelids.

he only scoffs, grasping your hand in his. “C’mon, slut.” he says, only to pull you along with him. and you couldn’t help but follow.

he leads you to a sleek black hellcat, with shiny new rims and spotless paint. you probably would’ve appreciated it a bit more if you hadn’t been being kidnapped.

he opens the car door, before pointing to the passenger seat. “sit.” he says, as if the command were simple.

as if you were some mutt.

but you oblige, against your own will. you sit down, hands folding themselves neatly above your knees.

he simply grins, slamming the door and getting in on the other side. he looks you over, head tilted slightly and eyes scrutinizing you.

“we’re going to cut your hair when we get back. I liked it shorter.” he says matter of factly, grabbing some of your locks and tugging harshly to bring you face closer to his. he immediately kisses you though, and you want to squirm away in disgust immediately. this— monster.

he pulls away, breathless before sitting back, unzipping his jeans before raising himself off the seat to slide them down to his thighs. he moves his boxers, revealing his hard, leaking cock.

you can feel yourself swallow, despite being under his control. he looks at you, sneering down. “jerk me off while I drive.” he sneers, before putting the car in drive.

you immediately reach over, hand wrapping itself around his warm, leaky tip. you internally shudder, before you begin pumping his length.

you begin to get faster, arm muscles burning as you wish you could just stop. but just then he speaks.

“stop, slut.” he commands, and you do. he parks quickly, before turning to you with a mischievous glint in his eyes. “lick your hand clean dog.” he says, head tilted slightly. and what else were you supposed to do..?

you bring a shaky hand to your mouth, licking it clean of pre cum as he promptly zips up his pants, watching you intently.

he hums in approval, before stepping out of the car, walking to the passenger side and grabbing you out. he throws you roughly over his shoulder. you couldn’t even yelp out at the force he used, instead forced to lay stiffly against him like a doll.

from what you could see, he had taken you into a cellar. a locked, dark, damp, cold cellar. he lays you down on a mattress, stepping back as if to admire his handiwork before you felt his quirk slipping away. you immediately scramble to get up, eyes wide and breathing frantic.

but he doesn’t give you a chance before he’s gripping your shoulders harshly, lips curled up in disdain. he pushes you roughly back onto the bed, landing a slap to your face. you cry out, bringing your hands up to shield yourself from his attack.

he only laughs cruelly, before stepping back, unzipping his pants and shoving them down quickly. he looks at you expectantly.

you sniffle, hands still shielding yourself. he huffs, and a little more gently he shoves your hands away from your face. you were confused, before realizing what he wanted. you almost spoke. almost. instead you just shake your head quickly.

he grins, gripping your hair cruelly and shoving you against his crotch. he looks down at you with a tilted head, eyes half lidded with pleasure.

“suck it and I won’t kill you.” he says, a little bit too casually. his words strike fear into your heart. you swallow thickly, weighing your options.

you knew what you had to do, and it made you sick.

you lean backwards, gripping his cock in your hands with a pleading expression, one last time as you look up at him. he simply grins, and you relent. you squeeze his cock lightly, taking the tip into your mouth.

he groans, hand running down your face to cup your cheek. he then grips your hair, shoving you down on his cock roughly. you gag, trying to swallow around him and stop this torture.

he breathes heavily as his heavy balls slap against your chin, and he lets out a breathy laugh at the absolute humiliation you must be facing. he groans slightly, feeling his dick get even harder at the thought.

you focus on not gagging, trying to breathe through your nose as you let him use your throat. you let out a soft whimper at a particularly rough thrust, and he only laughs. “what, bitch? can’t take a good cock?”

when his cock started twitching in your mouth you could tell he was close, and you begin running your tongue over his shaft, eyes shut tightly in focus.

he spills into your throat with a groan, a cruel laugh leaving him as he thrusts through his orgasm. “fuckkk- take it all, take it all-“ he groans, before stilling. after he composes himself, he pulls out of your throat.

you fall forward, breath coming out in short gasps as you try to regain your composure.

above you he presses his shoe to your chin, tilting his head. “Mutts stay here.” he frowns, zipping up his pants with a sigh. “you’ll make a good cock sleeve, i’ll give you that.” he sighs, turning on his heel and walking out the door before locking it.

you were never going to leave.

[zenphiaaa]

Hold Me Down (Shinsou Hitoshi)

ProHero!Shinsou x InsaneHero!Reader Headcannons

<>You guys meet on a mission

<> Shinsou makes his way to UA for a mission debrief and once he entered the right room, he is greeted with the sight of you stabbing yourself with a pencil while smiling manically at the number one hero

<> "Come on! You like hitting kids right? I bet I look like an eight year old!"

<> It was werid and he stayed away from you

<> Byt one day a villain got you good, Shinsou found you bleeding out and mumbling nonsense

<> As he manged to get you up on your own feet he could faintly hear. "Wish that fire would've killed me when it had the chance."

<> He starts to warm up to you afterwards

<> You welcome the new friend that has entered your life and feed him discounted cookies

<> The two of you become two peas in a pod and can't be found without the following closely behind

"Oh Shinsou!" Your voice in a high pitched singing tone. The pro hero let out a grunt as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders and put your put your emtire weight onto the other.

"Yes sweetheart?" He questions as he rolls his eyes, but his words made you giggle.

"Don't sweet talk me! I might lock you up in a closet! I found this new flavor of those coffee snacks you like! Here!" Y/N placed a small box into Shinsou's hands.

"Oh thanks. This is cool." Shinsou said as he carefully exaimed the contains.

Y/N then let out a huge grin, "Nice! I'm going to put ink in Midoriya's Cheerios, wanna help?"

"What?" Shinsou laughed, "Don't do that maybe. Did you wanna try this with me?" He asked.

"Yes please!" Y/N squealed as they hugged the other tighter.

Shinsou cringed at how loud you were being but smiled nothingless. You weren't too bad and maybe this warm feeling in his heart wasn't such a bad thing. It was thanks to you that he was feeling love anyways.

[mysteriesmuse]

“WHERES THE ZOO?!”

- nah that’s just our secret code that sounds a lot like unusual petnames. ——— you wiped at a limp strand of hair on your forehead, your partners voice ringing in your comm.

“I could really use some- hrgh- some backup when you get wrapped up over there!” your huffed glaring back at the pile of goons heaped up on the floor around you and taking off down the same eerily flicking, sterile linoleum hallway that Hitoshi had taken down a couple of minutes ago. you were pulling a infiltration of this drug smuggling stronghold. Hitoshi had fled ahead to try and take down the boss in-charge of this station somewhere deep inside. Now you were finally finished incapacitating the slew of lowlifes guarding the front, carving a way for your partner inside. your hair flew around your face, a throbbing sensation on the side of your forehead as you sprinted down the halls: left, left, right, that’s where he said he went . . . a view gunshots ran out rang out. you skidded to a stop just before the next corner, cursing as you slid and bolted in the opposite direction where the gunshots had come from, “Damnit ‘Jack!” you stomped past another open hallway full of another wave of stinking goons filing out. bang. bang. bang.

You pressed your hand to your ear, “ Toshi’ stats what’s happening?” “Hah! There you are! You little bug. I’m gonna take you here and-“

down the opposite direction a guy snarled and spit as he charged over towards you, syringe in hand. unknowingly still on comm with your encounter flitting around Hitoshi’s ear as you gave out what he thought was an exasperatingly sexy growl as you stalked over to the piece of scum. “Better than you trash. Now you’re gonna tell me where your friends are all headed, ok? Where’s my partner?”

your teeth hurt as you clenched your jaw. Arm flung out like Darth Vader’s as you used your quirk looking astonishingly similar to the force. The guy halted in place hands clawing at the invisible hands around his neck, eye starting to bulge, you spit. “you’ve got 10 seconds.” the man collapsed to the floor gasping, “straight ahead . . . leff-“

———

you didn’t spare another glance as you clenched and unclenched your hand sprinting off down the hall and to the left. the echoing of his skull hitting the tile leaving you as another voice from your command-base team responded instead. “Mindjack’s been hit. Keep going left to towards the stock room from the blueprint, but be careful Sweetheart. We loose contact in the-“

Hitoshi’s voice came flooding back through your ear interrupting the intel from command-base, but your heart caught in your throat hearing him alive and well “aww you do care, kitten . . .” you laughed through your nose, a little too caught up in being chased around the complex to do anything else. He was joking around with a gunshot wound meanwhile, you were busy kicking and hauling-ass over to the other side of this darn building were he was

——— When you arrived all you could do was breathe out, “Oh my god . . .” The surrounding halls were Hitoshi had blazed through were littered with people and rubble. As you crawled over the mess of knocked out goons the sounds of the fight got louder until you were spotted behind this onslaught of villains who fanned out around what you presumed was Hitoshi. the smears of drippled blood and the easily distracted fringes of the mob seemed to confirm your thoughts. “LOOK” “ITS THE GIRL!” “KILL HER. QUICK!” In the mob of black-clothed thugs you could see the tendrils of Toshi’s blinding cloth whip around faster at the mention of your presence as fragments of this ambush turned to pounce on you. You smirked, your favorite quip on your tongue, “aw but I won’t go breaking your heart . . . “

“HUHH?!” your raised your hands out in front of you, “but I could if I tried. No, really!” clenching your fingers you sauntered into the fray. Grown men dropping like flies as you made fought and punched your way through until you saw a blob of purple. “Hey, look guys! That’s my girl!” “WHAT? BOBBY YOURE DATING THIS HERO?!”

you snorted, while sucker-punching a guy in the face. he staggered and you admired your handwork; little red blotches that would turn into deep purple heart shaped brusies, before vaulting over his head and strangling another guy with your thighs. Hitoshi kept talking and more and more minions started causing a ruckus in the hall as they briefly got assaulting by their brainwashed mates before staggering back over. From your spot on the floor where you were getting your hair pulled out you saw a familiar knee drop to the floor, shouting out for you, “argh, kitten. I needa’ koala right about now.” You howled, thrusting your hips to knock this guy off you, “ughh, Kitties a turtle. I needa’ octopus ‘Jack!” at this point villains we’re turning around in confusion, still trying to beat y’all up, but now on the lookout for the menagerie of animals the two of you kept asking for. “WHERE THE FUCK ARE THE ZOO ANIMALS THESE TWO ARE BLABBERING ABOUT??!” immediately the two guys clamoring on top of you were thrown off. You looked at your hero, Mindjack’s binding cloth overhead thrashing an opening for you. Exactly the octopus you needed . . . ——— Hitoshi was on the floor fighting through the pain. Quite literally, he focused all his attention on keeping these disgusting villains off of you. I mean, what else was a man to do when you deliberately asked him for an octopus? that was code for you-needed-a-hand and Hitoshi, being a gentleman, was gonna help knock these guys off of you. He say you sprinting towards him. Hair wild, with a matted streak of blood on your head glistening in this dingy lighting. but he opened his arms for your gorgeous self to collide into him. And I mean, you flew toward Hitoshi. His bulky form ragged as he opened up his beefy arms to catch you as you jumped on him. Koala time. You locked your legs around his waist. Eyes and hands immediately raking his figure as his hand held you up. There was no time to worry about the way your skin tingled. You had to find the damn bullet hole in your best friends body. Meanwhile Hitoshi’s body, despite feeling like he was shot, was raising a garden of goosebumps which sprouted up in the wake of your touch. Your frantic breath tickling his ear and your desperate hands flying all over his body in an attempt to find the bullet in his thigh. He was glad his faux vocal cords covered the bottom half of his steaming face. You frantically rasped into his ear, “Where is it?” He coughed, jostling you, as he started sprinting through a mob of the dumb thugs that were brainwashed into fighting each other, “in my thigh. got the cloth bound around it.” you hissed against his ear. “On it.” ———

The two of you barreled past these buncha’ monkeys. Performing a routine move in your work-book: the koala. A stupidly intimate and effective way to move around in these ridiculous undercover situations. Except now you were stuck waving one hand over Hitoshi’s leg as he somehow managed to shift your weight around and sprint the hell out of there. Although, you couldn’t help but remember the reason it became a play in your book for its surprising effectiveness as you sat on the handle bars of one of the agency motorbikes with your arms stretched out behind Toshi’s head escaping the thugs as you took care of those following behind you. That was your escape route. you shouted as the wind whipped past your two shivering bodies already skidding onto the highway, “we are never ever doing that stupid game plan again. The ‘snake’ was just fine, but this ‘lizard’ infiltration plan does not work. I mean seriously that could not have gone more wrong-“

You continued mouthing off to him about this failed plan adaptation of his . . . And yet here you were content to let him call you kitten and paw at your waist and hips in order to kept you in place as you risked your life for his. . . . . . god, he was smitten for you.

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Shindeku | Analyst!Midoriya Izuku | Quirkless Midoriya Izuku | Prohero! Shinsou Hitoshi

The Cute Guy Next Door (Might Be A Villain) by Alesyira

Quirkless, young adult Midoriya Izuku has a problem.

Namely, he has a crush on his purple haired, tired-looking neighbor. They keep running into each other and the guy is actually pretty nice under that deadpan facade, has a sense of humor, doesn't seem to judge anyone for their quirk status, and is constantly spoiling any cat in the building that finds him. (He's also a shameless flirt.)

But Izuku has concerns.

About the strange bruises and bloodied knuckles. About the weapons he's seen when stopping by for a cup of sugar. About the shady-looking figures he's accidentally spotted his neighbor meeting with. About the fact that right after the news reported a big crime bust, his neighbor came home beat all to hell and looking haunted.

Izuku has a problem.

Namely, he has a crush on his neighbor, who he's pretty sure is secretly a villain. And he has no idea what to do with that.

(or: Adult!ShinZuku AU where Shinsou is an underground, undercover pro hero trying to find a lead on a case that may or may not involve the socially awkward guy living next door. Misunderstandings abound.)

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In Silence He Called Me Phoenix

Use the related link post to read In Silence, He Called Me Phoenix on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/61824997 by UnderscoreIsCool What if Midoriya Izuku wasn’t quirkless, but his power came with a price—unlockable only through death? Thrown into a world that demanded more than he could give, Izuku found himself reborn, body and soul. Scarred by flames and burdened by a quirk that heals and burns in equal measure, he navigates life as a shadow of who he once was. But he’s not alone in his rebirth. With the enigmatic Dabi stepping into a strange role as a protector, bonds form in the unlikeliest places. Meanwhile, old faces fail to recognise him, new allies question his silence, and the truth waits in the wings, threatening to rise like a phoenix from the ashes of his past. (Long awaited rewrite of A Tangent That Got Out Of Hand) Words: 4050, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 2 of Tangent Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Categories: Gen Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Dabi | Todoroki Touya, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Midoriya Hisashi, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), League of Villains (My Hero Academia), Takami Keigo | Hawks, Shinsou Hitoshi Relationships: Dabi | Todoroki Touya & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Additional Tags: Midoriya Izuku Has a Quirk, Midoriya Izuku Does Not Have One for All Quirk, Self-Harm, Suicide, Midoriya Izuku Has a Healing Quirk, Pheonix Quirk, Villain Midoriya Izuku, Reluctant villain Izuku, sibling relationships, Found Family, Hisashi Midoriya is a ProHero, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead | Dadzawa, Tags May Change, The Author Regrets Nothing Use the related link post to read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/61824997

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prohero shinsou do you need a wife asking for a friend

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Izuku Midoriya just wanted to continue training in UA.

Izuku Aizawa and his quirk Cujo just wanted to lay down for the night.

Izumi Shinsou just wanted to bring her daughter to school and start her first shift of the day as Prohero Deku.

Izumi Midoriya just wanted to forget about The Bet and how Hitoshi broke her heart.

The vigilante known only as Athos, who may or may not be Izuku Midoriya just wanted to do what he does best- beat the shit out of some villains.

Izuku Midoriya only wanted to feed his animals while his boyfriend, Rody Soul rested.

And Moss, who was once known as Izuku Midoriya, was just having a nice cat nap outside.

What do these seven have in common? Their seemingly normal day was disrupted when light broke through the sky and brought them to a different world (except for one) and now they all must band together to stop the villain that plans on destroying every world he comes across. This villain? Izuku Midoriya, also known as All for One.

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You're not alone.

You're not alone. by Lucifer 79

Shouta Aizawa, a prohero, a husband and a father. Is he soon to meet his match with a kid and finally give up?

Or

Will he break down the kids shell to finally find out what's going on.

Words: 2285, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Shinsou Hitoshi, Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Mitsuki, Bakugou Katsuki's Parents

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Bakugou Katsuki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki/Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags: Adopted Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Mitsuki Swears, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings, Abusive Parents, Abusive Bakugou Mitsuki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Bakugou Katsuki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Shinsou Hitoshi

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45635131