#shinsou and cats!

[katsukistofu]

peanut butter and jellyfish

contents ౨ৎ ⋆ h. shinsou x fem reader. 5k words — fluff. cursing. comforting insecurities. friends to secret lovers.

⭑ shenanigans with your not-so-secret boyfriend ft. sleepovers with eri, a cat eating pizza on you at 3am, your classmates being nosy, and an aquarium date.

note: your quirk is forensic sight! so ur gc name is the way it is bc ur eyes lol get it

You choke back a laugh as a very focused Eri puts yet another sticker on Hitoshi’s face. 

Snacks and pillows are strewn around the inside of the blanket fort the three of you finished building moments before. Stiller than a rock, your calm best friend sits there cross-legged so that Eri can give him a makeover of unicorns, stars, and rainbows. 

“Do you think he looks pretty yet?” Eri tilts her head at you.

“Like a real-life princess.” You giggle. “Good job, Eri!” 

“Yay!” She happily high fives the hand you hold up for her. “Do you feel pretty yet, Hito-nii?”

“I feel so bonita.” Hitoshi deadpans, sending you two into another fit of giggles.

“You were pretty already, Toshi,” you coo, rubbing a thumb over the sticker of a cat making sushi on his cheekbone. Mr. Aizawa must have bought that one for her.

Hitoshi pretends to shyly gaze at you from under his long lashes. “Aw, really?”

His lips curve into a lazy smile, and a heat that you’re all too familiar with rises up your neck, you turn away–a little too quickly, to Hitoshi’s amusement.

“Nevermind you’re ugly.”

He laughs and the heat creeps up to your cheeks.

Such a simple sound, yet that soft, husky voice of his always manages to make your insides a mushy mess, even when you had painfully tripped over his cat, Celery, when he transferred and first moved into the dorms with your class.

The normally stoic, reserved purple-haired boy had doubled over with an uncontrollable wheeze, supporting himself on the sofa as your groaning self was sprawled across the floor. 

God, they were lucky they were both cute.

Yet, you couldn’t help but smile as he reached a hand out to help you up, the other still covering his mouth. 

That was the first time you made him laugh, and now, you’ve heard it so many times that you could finally stop counting on both your hands’ fingers but you still wanted more.

“Want me to paint your nails, Eri?” You ask, scooting over to your bedroom’s drawer. 

You open it, your own light blue nails painted a color that reminds you of the sea against the pastel pink of the treasure box you take out. It had a heart-shaped diamond on the latch. 

The heavy box was filled with a collection of nail polish the girls in your class usually used for their sleepovers as well, and new bottles, mostly varying shades of apple red, started mysteriously appearing the day after Eri said she had never gotten painted her nails before. 

“Yes!” Eri’s eyes sparkle. “Can I please have matchy nails with Hito-nii?”

“Of course, sweetie.” You smile. She was adorable. 

Hitoshi rubs the back of his neck. “You sure you want yours black this time, Eri?”

“Yes!” She huffs stubbornly. “Like dad’s clothes and those things under your eyes!”

“Hey!” He protests. She shares a mischievous look with you and you both giggle, catching the pillow Hitoshi gently throws at you. 

“Oreo wouldn’t treat me like this.” Hitoshi reaches out to ruffle Eri’s hair and she squeals in protest, batting his hand away. 

Eri holds up the oversized panda plushie he was talking about. It was comically bigger than her, and you had to bite back a laugh.

The moment you two spotted it in the claw machine outside Shinsou’s favorite cat cafe near campus, you knew you had to win it to add to her ever growing collection of stuffed animals.

With a grin, you remember the huge sigh of relief Shinsou let out when it finally fell into the chute.

“Duh he wouldn’t ‘cause you’re his twin!”

Hitoshi mock gasps. “Take that back.” And tickles her neck, barely dodging as you throw the pillow he threw earlier back at him. 

“Woah!”

Except much, much harder.

“Don’t worry Eri, I'll protect you!” You grab another nearby pillow and throw it at him, which he easily catches in mid-air with one hand like it was a frisbee.

“Aw.” You pout. Mr. Aizawa was training him a little too good now.

Eri pats your arm to console you. “It’s okay I appre-shee—apree-shee—“

“Appreciate?” You offer, and her face brightens as she nods.

“Appree-shee-ate. You. For trying.” She finishes shyly.

“Aw, thank you Eri. I appreciate you too.” 

Hitoshi’s eyes soften at the sight of you two. 

“What about me?”

You scowl. “You can go duck yourself, Toshi.”

“Love you too.”

Eri suddenly gasps. 

“Dad says that to Uncle Zashi too!”

Despite already knowing the answer, Hitoshi and you turn to look at her suspiciously.

“…Which one?”

As if he knows you’re talking about him, Aizawa yells down the hallway.

“Eri, brats, pizza’s here!”

───────── 

“Can I have another hug?” Hitoshi asks coyly after class one day. 

The bell had just rung, and you roll your eyes at his leaning form on the wall of the almost empty hallway. 

Everyone was leaving for lunch.

Except you two, but that was Hitoshi’s fault.

“I just gave you one!”

“Oh no.” He places a dramatic palm to his forehead. “I think I’m going to pass out because of someone if I don’t get a hug in the next five seconds.”

“Greedy ass.” You sigh, wrapping your arms around his waist. 

He hides a grin, shuffling closer to close the gap between your bodies. 

Hitoshi smells like fresh linen with hints of sunshine, probably from his daily bike ride he took around campus before class started, and the coffee he brewed this morning. 

A sense of comfort settles into your bones as the familiar scent envelopes you, and you breathe it in. 

He softly tucks your head under his chin as you nuzzle your face deeper into his chest, your headache from taking the quiz in Ectoplasm’s class earlier now long gone.

“Did you know that when cats see that it's raining outside a window, they go to another window in the same room to check if it's still raining outside?” Hitoshi randomly whispers.

“I did not know that.” You giggle. His lips feel ticklish on your hair. “Does Celery do that too?”

“All the time.” Hitoshi grins. “I have a video from yesterday’s storm, I’ll show you in the cafeteria.”

“Ooh okay!”

He straightens, and takes your hand, your fingers easily lacing through his as you both start to head in the direction of the dining hall. 

When you trip over nothing, he snorts, already expecting it, and catches your waist before you take a fall that will be difficult for your ego and your knees to recover from.

“Careful,” he says as you clutch onto his school uniform in relief, and you swear that already deep, smooth voice of his drops an octave on purpose, almost sending you to the ground again.

Hitoshi’s thumb is still tracing small circles on the back of your hand as the both of you join the line for the traditional school lunch. You could try a different cuisine tomorrow. On today’s menu was miso seaweed soup with a side of grilled fish and a milk bread roll along with, of course, rice.

You feel a vibration on the side of your leg, and for the umpteenth time this school year you thank UA for adding pockets to the school uniform’s skirts as you slip your phone out. The jellyfish charm Hitoshi got for your birthday last year dangles from your case.

Surprise, surprise, it’s the class group chat.

-forklift uncertified -

it’s barbie bitch 

guysss guess what i sawwww

invisi-girl 

IS IT TODOROKI IN A PINK TUTU

 

pikachew

girl what 

invisi-girl 

u guys don’t get the vision

i saw it in a dream last night

the rock 

nah i get it dude

that would be so manly

ice spice 

I would not be completely opposed to the idea

invisi-girl 

SEE

it’s barbie bitch 

it’s even better >_<

it’s barbie bitch 

hitoshituckingyourhair

behindearwithasoftsmile.png

mochi cheeks

OHMYGOD!?1?2?2

SOCUTEEEEETES

airpods with wires

i saw that

airpods with wires 

can yall not flirt before lunch 

next time i’m gonna throw 

up before i get to eat

sue you 

AWWWW OUR LITTLE BABYS ALL GROWN UP

forensic balls [you]

FUCK U GUYS IM 17

yaomomo

exactly

a Baby :)

forensic balls [you]

yaoyao ur supposed

to be on my side </3

yaomomo 

sorry my love i cannot 

deny the facts </3

pikachew

Nahhh only shinsou can call her that guys ;))))

airpods with wires

wah wah wah

forensic balls [you]

one more word and i’m gonna change the gc name to fornite jiggle physics 

sue you

NO

yaomomo

No thank you

my chemical romance

what a mad banquet of darkness

it’s barbie bitch

babe look me in the

eyes this isn’t like you 

forensic balls [you]

try me. 

pikachew

DO ITTTTTTT

forensic balls [you]

ok just bc u told me to 

i won’t now 

scotch tape 

dayum rip denks

forensic balls [you]

also not my fault u guys 

have early ass birthdays smh

shirt guy

Senior citizen core fr

forensic balls [you]

ily midoriya

shirt guy

ilyt pookie xx 

kazoo-ki

Girl u aint slick

shirt guy

You’re so late omg

pikachew

bro has us on mute

kazoo-ki

shut up dunce face

kazoo-ki

How tf do I change my name

mochi cheeks

LMFAO

wiki-how

Bakugo it is fairly simple. 

wiki-how

First you click on your profile, then your personal settings. 

wiki-how

From there you press “Change Display Name” and you should be able to enter your name of preference. 

kazoo-ki 

K

better than you

Thanks glasses ig

wiki-how

You are very welcome.

kiri the rock

nice one dude!

sue you

wow egotistical much

better than you

You wish yours was as big as mine

pikachew

that’s what he said

it’s barbie bitch

omg it just hit me

it’s barbie bitch

the first person to 

finally get bitches in our class 

it’s barbie bitch

i’m so happy i could cry

pikachew

I GET BITCHES

sue you

yeah over the screen 

we're talking irl

pikachew

leave me and my otome games alone

forensic balls [you]

real 

forensic balls [you]

AND IM NOT DATING HITOSHI

it’s barbie bitch

HITOSHI????????

airpods with wires

first name basis is crazy

forensic balls [you]

fuck i mean *shinsou

scotch tape

y’all smell that

the rock

peeeyew

pikachew

smells like sum bullshiiii

kazoo-ki

Could’ve fooled me

yaomomo

You aren’t??? :(

yaomomo

But I wrote a reminder to wish 

you two happy anniversary and 

even bought tea to celebrate!

forensic balls [you]

….for what date

yaomomo

April 1st :(

forensic balls [you]

………………

airpods with wires  

@ it’s barbie bitch we can see u

across the cafeteria u are BAWLING

eyebags

what the fuck

Hitoshi bites back a laugh as your widened eyes meet his, glancing up from your phone.

“Not dating, huh?” He grins.

You groan and pinch his arm. “I panicked okay! I didn’t know what to tell them.”

“Hmm, do you want me to?”

“I mean, only if you want to.” You shyly play with his fingers. 

“I kind of like us being a secret from them for a little longer. It feels… nice.”

Hitoshi smiles. “I know what you mean.” He wrinkles his nose. “Though they’re so nosy it looks like they figured it out already.”

“Pffft, yeah.” Mina could definitely sniff out a relationship from miles away, no matter how much PDA you tried to sneakily do in empty hallways.

Hitoshi squeezes your hand in reassurance.

“I like it too.” He leans over, and your eyes are forced to meet the dark violet of his.

The side of Hitoshi’s soft-looking lips, courtesy of the strawberry chapstick he stole from you before class this morning, quirk up as he looks down at you with soft eyes, the ones he reserves for you and random cats he sees on the road.

“Chapstick thief,” you mutter.

“Oh, you want it back?” Hitoshi grins. “Kiss it off me then.”

Your cheeks grown warm. “Not here!”

“Good,” He smirks.

“I prefer keeping you all to myself, anyway.”

   ───────── 

“What’s wrong?” 

He’s crouching down so that your eyes have no choice but to meet his from your spot on the bean bag.

He gently pushes the switch in your hands down to your lap and pokes your thigh. You squirm away ticklishly. 

“Tell me.”

“No.” You huff, picking your switch back up. “I just wanna play Stardew, leave me alone.”

“Darling.”

Your face flushes at the pet name, and he smirks. His secret weapon still works without fail. Hitoshi didn’t even need to activate his quirk to have you under his thumb. 

“You’re not going to feel better if you keep it in. Tell me what’s wrong.”

His nails are still pink, you faintly notice, trying to distract yourself from your very attractive, very insistent boyfriend in front of you with his comforting hands placed on your thighs.

You painted his left hand, and Eri painted his right at the last sleepover you had together. She had insisted that he should match nails with her this time, since she matched with him last week.

It was already terrible and impressive that Hitoshi was a people-reader, even worse that he knew what to do to make you fold so easily and open up.

Curse you Hitoshi, you and your disposition for healthy communication.

You should have never recommended that therapist to him.

“I don’t know,” you finally mumble. He tilts his head, showing you that he’s listening. 

“I just feel like I don’t deserve it.”

“Deserve what, sweetheart?” He asks. The softness in his voice is unbearable and what you've been bottling up for weeks finally spills out.

“I feel like I don’t deserve it when good things happen to me.”

Hitoshi blinks, then lets out a snort. Which turns into a full blown laugh coming from his chest.

You shove his face away and he falls on his butt, still chuckling. 

“You’re making fun of me!” You say indignantly.

“Sorry, sorry, I just–” He coughs, and takes a breath to recollect himself. 

“You say a lot of dumb shit and I think that's the worst thing I’ve heard you say.”

You pout. “I’m feeling very invalidated right now.” Hitoshi rolls his eyes, and his hands reclaim their spot on your skin, except this time he’s gently cupping your face in his hands. 

He’s not used to comforting people, but you can see that he’s trying.  

“You’re beautiful,” he whispers, and you inhale sharply. “You’re kind, you’re intelligent, and I see you try so hard everyday. You always do a good job when you set your sights on something. Why don’t you deserve good things?”

“I don’t know.” Your gaze is numbly pinned to the silver chain around his neck, the one with a little crescent moon on it that he wears everyday, not even taking it off when he goes to sleep. The one you gave to him. 

“That’s okay.”

His thumbs caress your cheeks, and you think you can breathe a little easier. 

“Let's think of it this way,” Hitoshi says, still cupping your cheeks, grounding you. “It’s not about whether you deserve it or not. Do you want it?”

You finally meet his eyes, and answer with a voice shakier than you’d like it to be. 

“I do. I want good things for myself.”

“Atta girl,” Hitoshi says with a proud quirk of his lips. 

You stare at him, your heart suspended in your chest, feeling better but still looking a bit unsure.

Hitoshi notices this from the way you start biting the inside of your cheek, and he leans his forehead against yours. You freeze. 

He smells like fruit, like freshly washed blueberries and those ripe strawberries in the kitchen in the dorm’s fridge. “That’s more than enough. We can work from there.”

There’s still a worried furrow between your eyebrows.

“Come on, sweetheart. We can go to the aquarium you love this weekend.”

He smirks as you perk up at that, drinking up the rare, shy expression suddenly on your face again, and leans down to your ear. 

“You’re so easy,” Hitoshi whispers. 

You grumble, you could hear that stupid grin in his voice.

“Sorry, I can't hear you with your face in my chest.”

You raise your head to glare at him and his heart soars. There was his girl.

God, his smug face was starting to irritate you more and more. "I said that if you were my husband I'd poison your tea!" 

“If you were my wife, I'd drink it."

   ───────── 

-thot pockets -

it's barbie bitch

omg guess who i just saw 

cuddling in front of the tv

it's barbie bitch

youwrappedlikeaburritoinhitoshisarms.png

dating allegation #1 

MINA WTF DELETE THAT

dating allegation #1 

WHY R U STALKING US

[dating allegation #2 saved an image]

dating allegation #1 

BRO WHOS SIDE ARE YOU ON

dating allegation #1 

PURPLE MINION LOOKING BITCH

dating allegation #2

ok forensic penis

dating allegation #2

who changed my user

pikachew

me

cuz u guys are NOT beating 

them :laughcry::laughcry:

ice spice

I am just confused as to why 

you two are sitting on each other 

ice spice

When the rest of the couch 

appears to be unoccupied

ice spice

Perhaps this is a new 

procreation method?

mochi cheeks

TODORKIWHATHAHVDHSHA

pikachew

LMDFAOOOOOOOOO

ice spice

? 

dating allegation #1 

WHATTHEFUKC

the rock

never change bro 

sue you

IACTAULKYLCANT BREATHE HELP

it’s barbie bitch

ME NEITEHHR

dating allegation #2

Whenever my eyebags get darker

dating allegation #2

Just know I blame it on all of you

   ───────── 

“Celery?” You mutter, rubbing your bleary eyes. “What are you doing?”

“Mrow.” The cat continues eating the slice of… pizza? On your chest.

It looks like the one that you and Hitoshi ordered earlier after quizzing each other for Present Mic’s exam.

 

“I love you so much but I am so confused.”

You reach for your phone to text Hitoshi, your still-asleep hands fumbling a bit on the nightstand.

toshi <3 [12 hrs ago]

us 

you [12 hrs ago]

literally us <3

toshi <3 [12 hrs ago]

want to order takeout and 

watch ouran highschool after

we study for tmrws exam

you [12 hrs ago]

yes please omg

you [now – 03:24]

hey

can u explain why ur daughter

is eating pizza on my boobs

at 3am

toshi [03:30]

whar

?

toshi [03:31]

OHfMGOD

CELERU

Not even five minutes later, he’s knocking on the door to your room. You open it, and the sight of a very sleepy looking Hitoshi greets you. His already unruly bedhead is even messier than usual and you’re pretty sure he’s wearing his shirt backwards. Did he put it on before coming over? 

Wait.

You blink, long and hard, banishing the thoughts of a groggy, very shirtless Hitoshi lying in his bed, with the light of his phone screen illuminating his handsome features as he replies to your text. Those four hours of sleep must finally be hitting you.

Hitoshi sees you blinking, and takes it as a sign you’re still in shock at the pizza monster in your lap.

He gives an awkward pat to your shoulder in reassurance.

“I think this is just how she shows affection.” Hitoshi stares down at Celery fondly.

The way you stroke her fur so softly makes his chest feel warm and tingly.

“Does she eat leftover pizza off your chest at three in the morning?”

“...No.”

“Hah. She said she likes me better. ” You smirk victoriously. “Isn’t that right sweetie?”

The calico cat purrs as you scratch her ears, a bit of tomato sauce under her chin. Hitoshi exaggeratedly puts his hand over his heart at this scene of betrayal.

“Seriously? Celery, I took you off those streets and raised you like I was the one pregnant with you for nine months.”

“Mrow.” She bumps her head against your hand.

“Pfft, give it up Toshi. It’s time for you to hand over the adoption papers.”

Hitoshi rubs the back of his neck. “Or we could just share custody.”

“What?” Your cheeks grow warm. “You want me to be her mom?”

“I mean you kind of already are. Look at her,” he says, eyes softening as he looks at the two of you. 

Celery has her paw on your arm. After eating until her little tummy was full, she was already starting to doze off.

“She takes after me.”

You let out a derisive snort.

“Yeah you looked just like that after our binge marathon today too."

“Not in that way.”

He smirks at your confused reaction.

“Then what do you mean–”

At that moment, Celery decides it’s the perfect time to snuggle into your tank top, smearing what’s left of the pizza on her face all over it.

Hitoshi’s eyes widen. He laughs, covering his mouth.

You’ve never been so glad you chose to wear black to sleep.

   ───────── 

“Trouble child, you’re here.”

“Hi Mr. Aizawa.” You roll your eyes. “When are you going to stop calling me that, it’s getting old.”

“When you stop getting into trouble.”

“Okay, that’s fair.”

“The kid’s almost ready.” He snorts. “About damn time. Been up since six.”

“He has?” Your eyes widen. “For what?”

Your teacher smirks. “Nerves. Isn’t this his, what, tenth time taking you out though?”

A flustered Hitoshi suddenly appears from behind him with a light pink dusting his cheeks and steers Aizawa back to the door. “O-okay dad that’s enough.” 

He’s cutely dressed in a soft-looking grey cardigan over a white shirt and black wide-legged pants. 

This had to be the most boyfriend he’s looked, ever, and he looked very boyfriend all of the time. 

“Hitoshi?” You do a little twirl for him in your own outfit. “Fire or nah?”

He looks up from his phone, where he’s googling the bus route to the aquarium, except his eyes linger. Without skipping a beat, he responds.

 “Fire.”

“Toshi, you’re staring.”

“Of course I’m staring.” He says it with a tone like 'what else would I be doing?'

You shyly fidget with the edge of your shorts. “Why?”

“Because you’re beautiful.”

Hitoshi reaches out a hand, like he hasn't just casually left you breathless, and his own eyes soften as he notices your starry-eyed look. 

“Let’s go, you crybaby.”

“Damn. I was going to say you look handsome too, but I don’t remember being the one who sobbed my eyes out watching Your Name last night.”

The tips of his ears turn red.

“Shut up.”

“Was like our fifth rewatch too.”

“Shut up before I kiss you.”

"Is that a threat or a promise?"

"Both."

‧₊˚ 🐚 ✩ ₊˚ 🌊 ⊹ 𓇼

Hitoshi’s lips twitch as he sees your eyes light up at the sight of the sign pointing in the jellyfish exhibit’s direction. “You’re adorable.”

“Thanks.” You grin. “You’re slow.”

You take him by the arm, your brain faintly registering how muscular his bicep is despite holding it so many times, and drag him along. 

In their tanks, the glow of the moon jellies fills the darkness in front of them as other visitors murmur around you two in awe. Blue light reflects off the water and through the glass, illuminating your boyfriend’s dreamy features and you can’t help but admire how pretty he looks.

Hitoshi turns from watching the jellyfish to face you, fingers now lacing through yours. You don’t look away. 

A soft smile flickers across his face when he catches you staring at him.

“This reminds me of when we first met.”

You smile. You remember. He was the one Mina relentlessly teased you for staring at, which you completely denied at the time.

“Why’re you so thirsty?” You remember her whispering into your ear at the Sports Festival in your first year. The both of you were sitting in your class’s designated spots in the stands.

Your eyes had widened, scandalized. 

“I am not!”

“Please. You’re totally staring at him.”

“Who?”

“Shinsou Hitoshi.” She grinned. “Cute, right?”

Of course she paid attention when they announced his name specifically. 

You could never remember anyone’s, and she probably saw you looking at his picture for a little too long when it appeared on the Jumbotron’s screen, announcing that his match with Oijiro was about to begin. 

“Not really,” you lied, a bad attempt at feigning disinterest. 

Like your eyes hadn’t been trailing down his lean figure the moment his next match started. 

Or noticing how attractive it was the way he casually folded his arms when he taunted Midoriya, or wondering in your mind if his perpetual bed-head was as soft as it looks. 

Mina turned to you, smirking at your slightly dazed expression.

“Really? Then you wouldn’t mind if I told him you had some questions about his quirk and wanted to talk about it after this, riiight?”

“What?” You shake your head furiously. “I mean his quirk is really interesting but–ugh Mina, no!” 

“For the plot!” She waggled her eyebrows.

You nudged her knee with a huff. “I’m breaking up with you.”

“Nooo, I’m kidding, I’m kidding.” Mina eyed you cheekily. “I won’t call him over.”

“Oh thank god.”

“But only if you admit he’s your type.”

You groan. “Okay fine. I think he’s hot, happy?”

“Very.” Your best friend laughs, pure happiness indeed written all over her face. You can see the matchmaking gears already turning in her head. “I just know you too well, babe.”

You roll your eyes. “Sometimes I really wish you didn’t.”

“Come on, you guys would be so cute together though.” She sighs dreamily. “Forensic sight and mind-control? Plus you’re both hot as fuck? Talk about a power couple.”

“....I think I’m going to go sit with Yaomomo instead.”

Recalling the memory, you laugh. “I know, we kept accidentally making eye contact after your second match because our seats were right across from each other.”

“That awkward prolonged eye contact in the stands might’ve been how I started crushing on you.”

You smirk. “You had a crush on me? That's so embarrassing.”

“I know.” He rolls his eyes, softly tucking a stray hair behind your ear. “Worst decision of my life.”

You hold Hitoshi’s hand tighter as you step closer to his side to get a better view of the tank. 

“Glad the feeling is mutual.” 

You spot it before he does.

“Oh my god Toshi. We need to get this for Eri.”

He spins around from the collection of the aquarium’s official shirts for sale, a shirt with a print of a whale shark in his hands. 

“Wha–oh my god.”

Hitoshi stares at the giant penguin plushie you’re holding in front of you. 

It was bigger than you–no, bigger than him even.

“Not sure if it’s going to fit on the train home, but we’ll make it work.”

   ───────── 

"Can you teach me how to draw a unicorn too, Eri?" Hitoshi asks.

You had already asked Eri before him seconds ago so you stick your tongue out at Hitoshi, mouthing ‘copycat,’ and he tilts his head down to quickly kiss your neck, making you giggle. 

He still has a pink bow wrapped around his bicep from when you three played dress up an hour ago, and you fight the urge to laugh again at how silly he looks.

Eri is too focused on her drawings to care about either of you, and after she scribbles around a little more, she turns to face her older brother.

“Yeah!” She hands him a red crayon. “Okay, so first you draw half of a circle.”

Hitoshi follows Eri’s instructions.

He lifts his hand, which nearly covers the paper, to reveal a red ‘C’ that looks like it got run over by a truck.

“No, no not like that! Erase it.” She frowns disapprovingly, hands on her hips. “You’re really bad at this Hito-nii.”

“Please Eri-sensei. I'm trying my best.”

“Try harder!” She turns away with a huff, then peers over at your paper. 

“Ooh yours looks so good!” Eri claps, and you smile proudly. 

“It’s all thanks to you, Eri.” You reach out to fix her pigtail that was starting to slip out of the cat-patterned scrunchie, and she giggles, holding still for you. 

Hitoshi grumbles. “This smells like favoritism.”

“That’s ‘cause your unicorn looks Celery’s poop!” Eri chirps. Then she runs away to the kitchen right before you double over in laughter at Hitoshi’s extremely offended face, clutching onto his broad shoulders for support. 

“She said your drawing looks like shit!” You snort, and he groans.

Celery’s ears perk up in Hitoshi’s lap and she meows, looking in your direction. You hold out your arms. “Celery, you want uppies?”

She ignores them and decides to sit in your lap instead, purring softly.

“Mrow.”

“Yeah? And then what?” You coo, gently rubbing her fuzzy forehead, and her eyes close in contentment.

She mewls again, pawing at your sock and you laugh.

“Okay, okay I’ll tell him.” 

Looking up at Hitoshi, he tilts his head the same way Celery does when you talk to her. 

You bite back a laugh, you’re not sure who’s the cat in the room at this point.

“What did she say?” He asks you curiously.

All you do is blink slowly at him in response.

Hitoshi’s brows knit in confusion.

Then his eyes widen, a soft pink starting to color his cheeks.

Shyly, he slowly blinks back.

Suddenly, the gray-haired girl comes back from the kitchen, apples Aizawa sliced like rabbits for her on a plate in her hands. 

You’re still slowly blinking at each other as she walks through the door.

Eri looks at the both of you weirdly.

“What are you two doing?”

“Mrow.”

teehee hitoshi’s the pb to ur jelly(fish) get it

[arrowheadedbitch]

Aizawa: Ugh, finally, I'm ho- Kaminari? What are you doing here?

Kaminari: Oh, hi Mr Aizawa, uh, Hitoshi wanted to help me get over my fear of cats so he's making me hang out with Present Mewc over here

Aizawa: You're afraid of cats?

Kaminari: Uhhhhhhhhhh, anyways, check out what I did!

Kaminari, holding up a cat treat: Mewc, sit.

Present Mewk: *sits*

Kaminari: Okay, now show off

Present Mewc: *Stands up and walks slowly around in a circle*

Kaminari: Good, now give us a dance

Present Mewc: *Bobs head back and forth for a few seconds*

Kaminari: All riiight, now ELECTROCUTION!

Present Mewc: *falls over and wiggles around for a few seconds before going still and twitching once*

Kaminari: Good job, Mewc! *gives treat* Isn't it cool, Mr Aizawa?

Aizawa:

Aizawa: What the fuck did you do to my cat

[kiribakuswife]

Ring My Bell

Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader

Kinktober Day 16!!

You swung the door open with a grin, the remaining guest to your little halloween get together hopefully on the other end. “You made it!” You cheered, already a few drinks in. Hitoshi grinned back at you, shaking his head slightly at your excitement. 

“I told you I would.” He reasoned, reaching out to flick the cat eyes that sat on your head, “Cute costume.” He whispered, eyes heavy in a way that made you shiver. He was dressed up as well, if the two little bite marks on his neck made with some fake blood was enough to be considered a costume. 

You bounced back, nervous, the stupid bell on your collar jingling. It was obvious to anyone that you and Hitoshi had some sort of weird tension, but you couldn’t put your finger on just why, or what it meant. He chuckled lightly at you, pushing past you and deeper into your house. Music sounded from your living room, Denki and Mina’s bickering drowning it out.

“My music tastes way better than yours! I should get the aux!” He whined as she laughed, holding the speaker out of his reach.

“Fat chance, all you listen to is that frat boy shit!” She shot back, dodging as he tried to grab her.

“That’s not true! Jiro, back me up here! The playlist we were listening to earlier, that was good right?” He tried, earning an eye roll.

“Denki, the playlist we were listening to earlier was mine, it was just from your phone.” She smirked at him as his face fell.

“Oh my god, you’re right!” He cried, dramatically falling back onto the couch and staring into your ceiling. “I’m just a frat boy.”

“Win some, lose some.” Hitoshi mocked, patting his head perhaps a hair too roughly. The blond pouted up at him, as the other laughed, his eyes flicking to you in the way they always seemed to. It almost made you uncomfortable with the way he always seemed to keep at least a tab on you at all times. Perhaps it would have made you uncomfortable if it didn’t draw you in so much.

You shifted on your feet, soon deciding to go to the kitchen to at least grab him a drink since he had come. You almost didn’t invite him, you knew he was busy, and you were sure the last place he wanted to be on halloween was your shitty apartment with your loud friends, but Mina had convinced you with a he’ll come if you ask! That made you not want to read into the situation anymore than that. You sort of had a thing for him, and you truly could not tell if he felt the same or if he just didn’t particularly like you. Maybe he only tolerated you because you were friends with his friends? But Mina’s comment made your train of thought pause.

You shook your head, dumping your cup and filling it with water instead, pouring him a jack and coke you knew he was partial to. You entered the room again to applause, giggling at their antics as you curtseyed before making your way to Hitoshi, handing him his glass. “I can’t believe you let these animals in your house.” He whispered in your ear, making your hair stand on end at his closeness as you followed his eyes to Denki knocking over Jiro’s entire cup of red wine onto your rug.

You shook your head with a sigh, moving again to head back into the kitchen, “He doesn’t get out much.” You called, earning a sound of disagreement from Denki as he fumbled to pick up the cup that had thankfully not shattered. Hitoshi followed you as you entered the kitchen, his eyes burning into your back as you searched your cabinet for the cleaning supplies.

“I meant it.”He said suddenly, causing you to jump, smacking your head off the counter as you did so, a strangled sound coming out. “Holy shit, (y/n) are you okay?” He laughed a bit at you, coming close, close enough you could smell his cologne, making your head spin.

“Fine!” You squeaked out, trying to step back, but there was nowhere to go, the counter against your back. “I’m sorry, what did you say?” You asked, eyes darting anywhere but him as he watched you.

“I said I meant it.” His voice had dropped to a low tone that made you stiffen, “You look cute.” He reached forward, adjusting the cat ears on top of your head before his hand drifted down to flick the little bell around your neck. “You look cute.” Your heart skipped a beat at his words, at his touch. “You know-” He continued, looping a finger under your collar, but was suddenly interrupted by a shout.

“(y/n)! Dude, you better hurry up or your rug is fucked!” Jiro’s voice snapped the bubble you had been in and Hitoshi pulled away like he had been burned, stepping back and clearing his throat as you tried to regain your bearings, embarrassingly bowing to him as you practically ran from your kitchen. 

What the fuck you whispered to yourself as you entered the room, rushing to save your poor rug, the cheers ringing out again as you waved them off, rolling your eyes. The rest of the night went on without too much of a hitch. Hitoshi lingered on the couch, dragged down on the couch by Denki to form a “boys club” as you, Mina, and Jiro took to the small dining room table you had behind the couch. Despite the open floor plan, you couldn’t hear anything they said, only Denki’s laughs as he basically curled into Hitoshi for support.

“We should probably get him home.” Mina shook her head with a laugh, watching as Denki clung to Hitoshi’s shoulders, deep into some story that clearly needed his full attention.

“He’s such a mess.” Jiro added a smile on her face as she watched him, eyes soft. “Thank you for having us, (y/n).” The goodbyes continued as they left the house, until it was just you and Hitoshi waving at the door as they shuffled down the street, Denki singing as the girls struggled to hold him up, their laughs echoing down the street.

“And then there were two.” Hitoshi’s spoke, sending shivers down your spine.

“If you’re going to stay, you might as well make yourself useful.” You tried to laugh, coming out awkward as you pulled away from the door, shutting it behind you. You made your way to the living room, gathering the cups that had been scattered around, and to your surprise he appeared in front of you, taking them from your hands.

“I’ll wash, you dry?” He offered a pile of plates already in one of his off hand. You nodded dumbly, following behind him as he entered your kitchen. He piled the dishes in the skink, rolling up his sleeves in a way that made you gulp, his arms flexing as he began to scrub, your mouth dry as you took a now clean dish from him. The silence stretched as you washed, and you were too nervous to break it, the scene from the kitchen earlier replaying in your mind on a loop. What was he going to say? Why had he grabbed you like that? Your jaw tightened as your body moved on auto pilot, his voice startling you again as he spoke.

“Are you sure you’re alright? You kinda seem out of it.” He said, concern lacing his voice as he took the towel from your hand, drying his own hands as he leaned back on the counter.

“What do you think about me?” You blurted out, cheeks flushing as the words hit the air like oil in a hot pan. His eyes scanned over you, making you feel antsy as you waited for this reply.

“Truly?” He asked, voice low again. 

“Truly.” Your voice on the other hand was nearly a whisper, not sure if you really did want to know. If you never knew then you could never be hurt by whatever he was going to say, but it was a little late for that.

“I think that I am dying to bend you over that counter.” He said, making you choke, “And I think you wouldn’t mind too much either.” He stepped closer to you then, and you held your breath as you looked up at him, mind racing. It wasn’t like he was wrong, you reasoned, and if you both wanted to then why not? It’s not like you could lie to yourself and say you weren’t interested, you definitely were, far more than just interested.

“I think you're right.” You whispered, eyes wide as you blinked up at him. He stepped forward, looping a finger through your collar again.

“Alright, kitten.” he purred, pulling you closer, “Are you sure? You’ve been driving me crazy all night, I won’t be gentle with you.” His lips were so close you could practically feel the words on your own, making you sag in his hold.

“I’m sure.” You sighed out, and with that he finally moved the last bit, finally crashing his lips against his own. You groaned into him as he pushed you back against the island, his hands trailing along your side before slipping below your skirt. 

Everything seemed to be moving so fast, like you could hardly keep up as his hand traced over your core, melting in his hold. “I’ve hardly touched you, kitten, and you’re already soaking through your panties.” He chuckled lowly at you, pulling back a bit to watch your face as a single finger slipped inside, causing a moan to slip out as you squeezed your eyes shut.

He pulled out suddenly, flipping you around before you could gain your bearings, pinning your hips to the counter as he flipped up your skirt. “We’ll need to get you a tail for next time, hmm?” he hummed, making your shiver as he laughed at your response, heart beat picking up at the thought of “next time”.

His hand stroked over your ass, warm as they massaged the flesh. He slid your underwear to the side, the feeling of his cock rubbing against you making you preen. One of his hands slid from your backside to your neck, pulling you up gently as he eased in, a cry falling from your lips from the angle. He placed a kiss on the side of your jaw, hand sliding along the collar again. “I love this fucking thing.” he groaned, pulling out before slamming back into you again, bell jingling under his hold.

He continued his fast pace, finally allowing you to fall back to the counter, cold on your cheek as you cried out. His hold on your hips was tight, nearly bruising as he plowed into you. Your mind swirled as you tried to keep your balance, legs shaking below you.

You felt the cord inside you nearly snap as he pulled one of your legs up, propping it up on the counter. The new angle made you see stars, sounds echoing around your quiet apartment as you fell apart below him, his pace only slowing for a moment before he continued. You nearly tapped out, sobbing as he finally pulled out roughly, instead cumming across your bare ass.

He eased your leg back down, stepping back so you could stand. You pulled yourself up from the counter with a sigh, looking over your shoulder at him. He looked almost domestic as 

he looked back at you, a lazy smile on his face, belt undone, hair ruffled in a way you hadn’t seen since high school. You moved to step closer to him, but gasped as your legs suddenly gave out, shaking below you. Before you could hit the ground though, a pair of strong arms caught you, a husky laugh cutting through the air. “Walk much, kitten?” He teased.

[mha-quotes-and-such]

Midnight, texting: Did you know you left your car running on idle outside of UA?

Aizawa: Yeah my cat is in there. I couldnt bring her in but she needs the AC on and likes the radio playing

Midnight: Thats a terrible idea, I’m taking her out and staying with her

Midnight: …Are you aware Shinsou is also in the car?

Aizawa: Yes, leave him in there. Just crack the window he’ll be fine

[poppy5991]

Tokoyami: Help me. It’s urgent.

Shinsou: What is it?

Tokoyami: I need you to brainwash Dark Shadow to stop eating plastic.

Dark Shadow: *crinkling noise of plastic being chomped*

Tokoyami: NO!

[fluff-n-cookies]

mrrps n chirps

Shinsou and Aizawa with a child with a Cat quirk owns my heart.

For example, imagine the reader is Just a lil' baby and whenever they need her attention, they Just call out her name, and in return. she, on instinct, will mrrp in response and whips her head around to see what happened an hopefully get/earn some head Pats. (like a cat!)

unless you're shinsou Since HE has been ABUSING his Mrrp powers.

he will Just randomly Call out your name to annoy you and now, you Just ignore him.

and now, he could be PLEADING for help as he is eaten by feral dogs but you won't budge. if anything you'll attempt to play with the dogs as he is eaten.

AND IT'S THE COMPLETE OPPOSITE WITH AIZAWA.

Conversations with aizawa go something like it is:

Aizawa:"(y/n), baby, honey, have you Seen Shinsou?"

baby (y/n): "mrrp."

Aizawa : "oh, I did not Know that!"

baby (y/n) : "mrrrp"

Aizawa: "well okay, it's been nice talking to you but I need to go find your brother BUT I WILL tuck you in tonight K? K.''

and when your excited and do that Iil' chirp IT'S OVER THEIR HEARTS ARE MELTING oh would you look at that it's now a puddle.

and they do anything for it!

plushies? done. Snacks? done. ALL the CUDDLES in the WORLD?!?! DONE. Just please chirp, they are addicted to it like it's the worlds strongest drug!

and if you ever cuddle up to them while they are grading or studying and start purring it's practically a dream come true! that's it. this is their life now.

Because everything is right now, all is good in the world and there is no-where else they'd rather be. maybe that's because they can finally relax now, Knowing you, their top priority, is safe in their arms, purring.

[shipseekingshippers]

🐾Copy Cat🐾 A ShinKami story

✨Written by @shipseekingshippers 🐈‍⬛

🐦‍⬛Art by @Oh_No_Nips ✨ (you can find them on Twitter here)

You can read Copy Cat HERE ✨✨✨✨

[frickingnerd]

introducing shinso to your cat

pairing: hitoshi shinso x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, established romantic relationship, shinsou bonding with your cat, unspecified cat (colour or race)

shinso had been a bit nervous when you mentioned you wanted to introduce him to someone

he already knew your friends and thought you'd might want to take the next step and introduce him to your family

however when you brought him to your apartment and it was seemingly empty, he was a little bit confused

only when you pulled him further into the apartment and stopped next to the window sill where a cat was laying did he understand who you wanted to introduce him to

shinso couldn't help but chuckle as it clicked for him

he had worried so much about potentially meeting your parents, but it was just your cat! 

you carefully lifted the cat from it's spot by the window and held it in your arms, as you turned towards shinso with a big smile

"say hi to each other!" you told your cat and your boyfriend, with the cat meowing quietly, causing the two of you to chuckle

after telling shinso more about your cat – that you had them for years now and that they were always there to comfort you when things were rough – he started to understand why it was so important for the two of them to meet

while you went to grab some treats for your cat, you left it on shinso's lap and while the two of them were alone, shinso mumbled a quiet "thank you for being there for y/n. i promise i'll take good care of them as well" to your cat

by the time you returned with the treats, your cat was cuddled up against shinso and purring softly as your boyfriend gently scratched its tiny head

seeing the two of them get along so well was great, knowing that the two who provide you with the most comfort managed to become friends! 

[chyarui]

Still deciding on colours, but this is for the shindeku girlies 💚💜

I need to stop shipping rare pairs, BUT THEIR CHEMISTRY AND POTENTIAL IS JUST TOO GOOD

[linoopse]

bakugo sees a rival

[randomveyn]

why is nobody talking about shinsou cycling

i need a cycling date with him

a bicycle tour on the cat island, most probably

[ivvmell]

i get tired in the middle of rendering and it shows clearly

[tayaalovsx]

𐙚!Dating Headcanon

warnings!: nothing in particular!

genre!: fluff/suggestive themes!

a/n!: my katsuki ones were the first ever headcanons I dropped, next up is shinsou my other half<3

ᝰ.ᐟ| possessive bf, not the most jealous type, but would get irritated if someone just flirts with his gf

ᝰ.ᐟ| not the biggest flirt, but could make his partner flustrated, he's a layed back chill kind of dude, so I don't think he would actually throw effort in to making his gf be a flushed potato

ᝰ.ᐟ| he's the biggest cat lover ever, cat Cafe dates are something he would suggest often.

ᝰ.ᐟ| not picky about his partner, as much as I would enjoy the sunshine x grumpy dynamic duo, the more you're like him the more he would like you.

ᝰ.ᐟ| favorite color is purple, or black. which leads to a lot of plushies he may give or any present in general to be wrapped in purple bow or somekind of wrapping paper

ᝰ.ᐟ| his hair is not natural, and also long so if his partner suggest to braid it he wouldn't mind. he hates changes but would make a small exepction for his loved one

ᝰ.ᐟ| shows his love through actions not words. he's bad with words and saying out his feelings, maybe he would write a few letters but he's a bit uncomfortable with someone finding it so he would settle for acts of service or just buying gifts

ᝰ.ᐟ| has a cat photo frame where a picture of him and his partner is.

ᝰ.ᐟ| I feel like he doesn't strike for kids even when he's older, he could settle for a cat, or a few but kids just gets too complicated

ᝰ.ᐟ| he listens to all genre's of music but I'm certain he would listen to Lana Del Rey or w2e.

ᝰ.ᐟ| loves matching things with his gf, especially with hello kitty and spider man. he would like to have one of these black hello kitty sweatpants, but if needed he would give them away to his gf

ᝰ.ᐟ| all his sweaters are just sprayed in his perfume in case his gf wants to borrow some of them. he's not unfamiliar with all of the couple things so that's why he tries to make it at best for his partner

ᝰ.ᐟ| anniversary dates are on his cat calendar, it is a very special one when only important dates are set.

ᝰ.ᐟ| he says his gf is his second priority, but in reality she is his first. if she needs him for something, he's there. even for something minor he's there

ᝰ.ᐟ| he remembers every single details about his gf. everything that he finds significant is remembered and written down in a special notebook, hidden underneath his mattress

ᝰ.ᐟ| insomniac but if he's with him gf cuddling, he would fall asleep. for unknown reasons he falls asleep easier around her.

!lover girl xoxoೀ

[arrowheadedbitch]

Headcanon that as a kid, cats hated Kaminari because he couldn't control his quirk very well but would still try to pet them (led to a lot of scars and a justified phobia) but now that he's older and can control his quirk better, cats LOVE him because he doesn't shock them now but he still makes them feel this weird tingly feeling when they touch him that most of them like and also he's just got that au je ne se quiex (which definitely factors in how much you don 't like cats because my dad fucking hates cats and he still has the je ne se q pas) that means cats just love them.

So any alley Kami walks in, at least one cat WILL come out and try to nussel his feet, he steps foot into the Aizawa house hold? All the cats SWARM and freak him out. He sits literally anywhere there might be a cat? A cat will jump on his shoulder and he will scream like it's a spider (AH GET IT OFF ME GET IT OFF ME) Shinsou envies him and he just wishes it would happen to Shinsou instead because godDAMNIT he DOESNT LIKE CATS and it's TOTALLY *NOT* a PHOBIA it's a JUSTIFIABLE CAUTION and OKAY FINE I ADMIT ITS A PHOBIA JUST GET IT OFF OF ME SHINSOU SHINSOU PLEASE GET IT OFF ME AAAAA okay?

[nekovale]

I just think it would be funny if Shinso had a cat Monoma had to constantly fight with for dominance

[angel-sweets666]

Let’s adopt a kitten! One shot

Hitoshi Shinso x reader

Shinso loves kittens, so you take him to get one<3

this is gonna be shorter btw

”Hitoshi~” you cooed, sneaking into his dorm room “yeah what’s up hun?” He replied , playing around on his phone “soooo… you know how we were trying to convince mr aizawa if we could get a dorm cat?” You asked him, shinso puts his phone down and looks up at you “yeah? What about it?” He raises an eyebrow “I CONVINCED HIM TO LET US GET A CAT! Since Koda has a bunny how come we can’t have a cat?” Shinsos eyes light up as you say that “no way really?!” He grins ear to ear “yep! He said we can go later today!”

"Hitoshi~," you cooed, sneaking into his dorm room.

"Yeah, what's up, hun?" he replied, glancing up from his phone.

"So… you know how we were trying to convince Mr. Aizawa to let us get a dorm cat?" you asked, a mischievous smile spreading across your face.

Shinso put his phone down and looked at you, raising an eyebrow. "Yeah? What about it?"

"I convinced him to let us get a cat! Since Koda has a bunny, why can't we have a cat?" you exclaimed, unable to contain your excitement.

Shinso's eyes lit up as he processed your words. "No way, really?!" he grinned from ear to ear, his usual stoic demeanor melting away in an instant.

"Yep! He said we can go later today!" you confirmed, practically bouncing with joy.

Shinso stood up, his grin widening. "This is awesome! I've always wanted a cat," he said, his voice filled with genuine enthusiasm. He wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug. "Thank you for convincing him!”

Later that day, after studies, Present Mic tapped on the door. "C'mon, kids! We gotta go get that cat!" he yelled loudly, making both of you wince.

"They're getting a cat?!" a high-pitched voice exclaimed from down the hall. It was clearly Ochako, her excitement clear

You and Shinso quickly pushed your way out of his dorm, eager to get going. Shinso's normally tired demeanor was replaced with an unusual liveliness, his eyes sparkling with anticipation.

"Let's go!" you said, grabbing his hand and pulling him along.

Present Mic led the way, his energy infectious. "This is gonna be so much fun! I can't wait to see what kind of cat you guys pick!"

As you made your way through the halls, you could hear murmurs and whispers from other students, all curious about the new addition to the dorm. Shinso glanced over at you, a rare, genuine smile on his face.

when you two came home, you now had a little fluffy blonde cat (catsuki?) you two named him kiko because you two hoped for a cat. Kiko was sweet and small, the whole dorm loved him! Shinso placed Kiko on his bed, the little fur ball looked around before meowing loudly. You two laughed, and played with him for hours