#shinsou sibling

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Before its too late or I forget, here’s the pieces I did for #myherotober2023, prompts 1 to 17 (Prompt list at the end)

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My Hero Academia Coffee Shots #171-180

A collection of the MHA Coffee Shots I've done, compiled for the sake of ease. These are all stand-alone stories. Many are from various seasonal events.

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171) Lee Shinsou, Ler Deku

“Aww, they���re so cute!”

For a split second, Shinsou felt his cheeks flush, thinking his boyfriend was talking about him. But then his eyes fell on the sugar cookies he’d just pulled out of the oven – the ones with Halloween-themed decorations stamped onto them – and he let out a breath as he pulled off his oven mitts.

“Yeah, they are pretty cute, aren’t they?” he chuckled.

Deku’s mop of green hair popped into his vision then, followed by his wide smile and teasing wink. “Not as cute as you, though, Toshi~”

This time, Shinsou really did blush. “W-What…?”

“Don’t think I didn’t notice~” Deku teased, poking his side. “I saw your eyes light up when you thought I was talking about you. You’re adorable.”

“What? No, I didn’t!” Shinsou retorted, tossing his mitts onto the counter and crossing his arms defiantly. “You just…caught me off-guard.”

Deku smirked, poking him again. “Come on~” And again. “Admit it.” And again, drawing a muffled squeak out of the taller boy. “You like it when I call you cute.”

“N-Nohoho, I don’t!”

“You don’t?” Deku tapped his chin in mock pondering for a moment, then suddenly dove for his boyfriend, pushing him against the wall and digging into his sides playfully. “Then maybe beautiful? Talented? Brave? Any of those doing it for you, Toshi?”

“Ahahahahahaha nohohohohoho! Izuhuhuhuhuku!”

“No? You’re really making me work for it.” Deku’s eyes then caught on one of the cooling sugar cookies and he grinned triumphantly, turning to look up at Shinsou. “I got it! Pumpkin~”

Shinsou’s eyes widened as he cackled even harder, squirming uselessly against the wall, a mess of hysterics and blushing. “Shuhuhuhuhuhut up!”

“Ooh, that’s the one, is it?”

“Nohohohohoho!”

“Pumpkin~” Deku cooed, darting down to his boyfriend’s hips. “Won’t you smile for me, my pumpkin?”

Shinsou laughed and tossed his head back so hard he slammed it into the wall, causing Deku to immediately let up on his playful attack with a gasp.

“Oh my gosh, Toshi! Are you okay? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have tickled you there when you were against the wall, I knew better—”

He was rambling – the perfect opportunity to get him back.

Shinsou wrapped his arms around his waist and hoisted him up with ease, making Deku squeal with surprise and grasp his shoulders, smiling down at him with a pink blush of his own. “Toshi?”

“Zu,” Shinsou cooed up at him, then flashed an evil smile. “You know, I need to make sure to eat healthy before I dig into these cookies…”

Deku shrieked and kicked as his boyfriend assaulted him with raspberry after raspberry to his belly and ribs, filling the kitchen with laughter as sweet as the Halloween cookies waiting to be enjoyed.

*

172) Lee Deku, Ler Bakugou

When Bakugou was in the mood to destroy someone, he could be a real terror.

That’s why Deku loved being tickled by him so much, even if it always made him desperate for even a moment’s respite.

“Not so cocky now, are you, nerd?” Bakugou growled, fingers deep in Deku’s ribs, digging and drilling with everything he had and making the greenette scream.

“I’M SOHOHOHOHOHOHORRY!!” Deku laughed helplessly, wishing for all the world that he could bring his arms down to protect himself. But once again – as was custom now – his blonde friend had tied his arms above him to the bed so he wasn’t going anywhere. “PLEHEHEHEHEHEASE KACCHAHAHAHAHAHAHAN!!”

“Take back what you said about me, and I might think about letting you go,” Bakugou demanded, sliding one hand down to ghost his fingers along Deku’s hipline. “Or else…”

Deku shrieked in a ticklish panic. “OKAHAHAHAHAY, OKAY!! I TAHAHAHAHAHAKE IT BAHAHAHAHACK!!”

Bakugou let up slightly, switching to light scribbling along his rival’s belly, letting him gasp for breath and giggle out leftovers. “So I’m not too reckless when I’m blowing those extras sky high?”

“I…” Deku whimpered, squirming, knowing he had to be really careful lest he get thrown right back into the fire again. “I mean…y-you are, but…but I won’t say it out loud again!”

“That’s not good enough, nerd.” The blonde dug a single thumb into one of his hips in warning. Deku squeaked and arched his back.

“I cahahan’t lie! Y-You neeheheed to work on your c-controhohohol so you don’t accidentally huhuhuhurt one of us!”

Bakugou’s eyes darkened, but his lips tugged upward in a dangerous smirk. “Oho, telling me how to fight now, eh?”

“Nononono—!”

“Fine, then.” The blonde grasped his hips and growled playfully, “Begging for ‘Kacchan’ to stop won’t do you any good now, Deku. Now you beg Dynamight!”

It didn’t take very long after that for Deku to submit and plead for mercy like he never had before. If he thought Bakugou was a terror, Dynamight was a monster.

*

173) Lee Deku, Ler Bakugou

“My hands are cold,” Bakugou said, sounding surprised.

Deku glanced at him, blinked, and frowned. “They are?” His friend’s hands never got cold; it was one of the advantages of his explosive quirk. Sure, in winter it was harder for him to work up enough of a sweat to really be at his most destructive, but the mere fact that he could create tiny explosions in the palms of his hands meant they never got cold. It seemed impossible.

“Yeah,” the blonde said now, and it looked like he was trying to call up a few firecrackers to alleviate his symptoms. After a few moments, he cursed and grumbled, “Damn winter. My hands are too dry.”

“Interesting,” Deku said, already reaching for his notebook and pen.

“You are not seriously about to take notes on me right in front of my face,” Bakugou snapped.

Deku froze, sitting back on the couch cushions slowly. “N-No, of course not.”

“If you want to make yourself useful, figure out a way for me to warm up my hands. They’re freezing!”

“Well…” Deku glanced around. “We probably still have some hand warmers around here somewhere. If not we could warm up a water bottle—”

Suddenly Bakugou was lunging for him, making Deku screech in surprise and throw his arms up defensively, reflexively.

“W-What are you doing, Kacchan?!”

“I know how to warm my hands up,” Bakugou growled, but the wicked smirk on his lips told Deku everything he needed to know in the seconds before he was suddenly squealing with laughter, arms clamped to his sides and legs kicking uselessly.

“KAHAHAHAHAHACCHAN!!” he cried, trying and failing to push his friend away. “YOUR HAHAHAHAHANDS ARE COLD!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

Bakugou snorted. “They are? Really? Who would have thought, nerd? Not like I’ve been sitting here telling you how cold they are.” The blonde wiggled his fingers even deeper into the greenette’s armpits, making the smaller boy toss his head back and shriek gleefully. “Besides, I don’t think you mind helping out, do you, ticklish little Deku?”

Deku let out a whine and tried rolling away, but Bakugou’s knee was there to keep him from escaping off the side of the couch. “KAHAHAHAHAHACCHAN!!”

“Where do you think you’re going, huh?” the blonde teased, wiggling mercilessly into his friend’s armpits. “I can feel my hands warming up already. Just deal with it for another couple of minutes, nerd. You can do that, right?”

All Deku could do in reply was laugh.

*

174) Lee Bakugou, Ler Deku

Deku couldn’t fathom what he was looking at on the TV screen. Just moments ago he’d been whooping Bakugou in a game of Mario Kart – on Rainbow Road, no less! – and the next, the blonde was cruising over the finish line an entire lap ahead of him.

At first the grenette was willing to let it go – maybe he’d gotten so caught up in the gaming that he’d missed his friend passing him? – but then Bakugou laughed and pumped his fist in the air proudly and that was it. He had to know what had happened.

“How did you get ahead of me?” Deku asked, casually crossing the finish line in third place and looking at his atomic friend.

“I’m just that good, nerd, obviously!”

“But…you’ve been losing all day—”

“Shut up! No I haven’t! I’ve been going easy on your ass to make you feel better, but now I’m bringing out the big guns. No more Mr. Nice Guy!”

Deku frowned, glancing at the screen. Bakugou was so far ahead of him now as the post-track scene played, waiting for them to move on to the awards ceremony. The greenette swore Bakugou had been leagues behind him just a minute before, but there was no other way to explain the sudden turnaround unless…

“Kacchan…did you cheat?”

Bakugou nearly threw his controller at him. “Of course not, you damn nerd! I just beat you! What, gonna be a sore loser now?”

“But it doesn’t make sense!” Deku insisted. “You were behind me, I know you were—”

“So cry me a river! Rainbow Road is my specialty!”

Deku didn’t believe him for a second. He frowned, considering how to go about his next approach. “Kacchan.” When the blonde finally looked at him directly, the smaller boy raised his hands like claws and said, “Tell me the truth.”

Bakugou was out of his seat and out the door into the cold so fast Deku could hardly believe his eyes. Still, he chased after the blonde – thank goodness OFA was faster than his friend’s explosions! – and quickly used Blackwhip to stop him in his tracks.

“Let me go, you stupid nerd! I didn’t cheat – wait!”

Deku quickly straddled him and smirked, knowing full well that his friend was lying and determined to prove it. “Wait for what, Kacchan?”

“Don’t – don’t try anything, damn Deku!”

But Deku just shrugged and, using Blackwhip to keep the blonde’s arms out of his way, started tickling his ribs and underarms without any further preamble.

“GAHAHAHAHAHA DEHEHEHEHEHEKU NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!!” Bakugou screamed with laughter, thrashing in the snow helplessly, tiny sparks lighting up his palms. “FUHUHUHUCK IT’S COHOHOHOHOLD!! STAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

“You’re the one who ran out here!” Deku laughed, easily and mercilessly keeping up with his friend’s squirming and booming laughter. “It’s your own fault if you get snow down your pants. Now…how exactly did you cheat back there, huh? Gonna tell me?”

Bakugou did eventually admit to his wrongdoing – but only after another several minutes of hysterical cackles and complaining about the snow.

*

175) Lee Kaminari, Ler Kirishima

“Wow. That’s…a lot of lights,” Denki murmured as he began to pull the long string of colored lights out of the box.

Kirishima – who was busy fussing with a wreath for the door – turned and grinned at him. “Go big or go home! Hey, if any of the lights aren’t working, do you think your quirk can get them to come back on?”

“I’m pretty sure I’d blow them all up if I tried that.”

“You never know!”

“Let’s just see if they’ll untangle first.”

“It’s always a hassle, isn’t it? Glad you’re the one doing it.”

“Thanks.”

The two of them had decided it was way past time for the common area of their dorms to be decorated for the holidays, so with Aizawa’s permission, they’d raided the storage closet and found the wreaths, lights, knickknacks, and of course the tree. They knew Sero and Mina would be down later to help (and probably Bakugou, though he’d never openly admit to wanting to decorate) once they were finished with a different task.

“Ah!” Denki exclaimed suddenly. “Kiri, help!”

Kirishima turned hurriedly. “What, what?!”

“The lights!” The blonde held up his hands, which had somehow gotten so wrapped up in the green string connecting the lights that he couldn’t get out of it. “I’m stuck!”

The redhead laughed, hopping down from the stepstool he’d been on to come and help. “This takes ‘getting tangled in the lights’ to a whole new level, bro.”

“Just get me out,” Denki whined, holding out his hands for Kirishima to unwrap like a present.

Kirishima inspected the mess and moved to help…then stopped. He looked at Denki. He smirked.

“No,” Denki pleaded, grinning already. “No, don’t even think about – Kihihihihihiri!” He squealed with giggles as Kirishima suddenly attacked his sides and ribs while he was helpless to stop him. All he could do was wiggle and squirm, trying to turn and run but only pulled back against his friend’s chest while he tickled crazily all over his torso.

“Come on, where’s that smile? It’s Christmas! Cheer up!”

“I ahahahahaham smihihihihihiling!” Denki laughed, wriggling desperately. “Plehehehehease, stohohohohohop!”

“All right, all right,” Kirishima relented, chuckling himself as he turned his friend back around to face him and got to work untangling him for real. “Maybe I should help with the lights. Doing it solo doesn’t seem like it’s a good idea.”

“Just so you know, if you get tangled in them, I’m getting revenge,” Denki warned with a grin.

Kiri grinned right back.

*

176) Switches Todoroki and Natsuo

“Time for winter uniforms already, huh?” Natsuo remarked as he plopped on the couch next to his younger brother, bowl of popcorn in hand. They were about to watch a movie now that Fuyumi had gone out for a couple of hours; it was rare for the two of them to have any time alone, and they didn’t really know how to interact beyond pleasantries and movies or gaming.

They were working on it. The whole family was.

Todoroki nodded and reached for a handful from the bowl. “Yeah. Not much different from my summer uniform, really.”

“You wear long sleeves even in the summer, right? Even though half your quirk tends to burn it to ashes?”

Todoroki shrugged a little sheepishly, now reaching for the remote that lay between them. “I guess so.”

“What is it? You just don’t want the class to see how toned you’ve gotten?” Natsuo teased, aiming a quick jab for his brother’s ribs that made him squeak and dart his arm back to his side reflexively.

“I don’t care about that,” Todoroki managed through a timid smile. “But Bakugou kind of handles that showing off thing for me, so…”

“So you don’t want to be too extra?” Natsuso poked him again.

“That – that’s exahahactly how he’d prhrahahase it – Nat, plehehease!” Todoroki gradually broke down into a fit of giggles, the popcorn in his hand spilling to his lap and the floor as he squirmed with every poke and pinch to his ribs.

Natsuo chuckled and put the bowl aside entirely, reaching both hands for the younger boy’s torso. “How are things going with him, by the way? Any progress? Have you confessed yet? Come on, I wanna know all about my little brother’s love life!”

“Nahahahahahat, plehehehehehehease!”

“Please what?”

Instead of falling into the trap of asking for more tickles or begging him to stop entirely, Todoroki darted his hands for Natsuo’s knees and squeezed.

“Ah! No fahahahahahair!” his brother squealed, instantly going into defensive mode, giggling and pushing Todoroki’s hands away. “Your knehehehehehees aren’t tihihihicklish – you dohohohohon’t know what it’s lihihihihihike!”

Todoroki scoffed, but he was grinning. “Like I’m not more than ticklish enough everywhere else to make up for it? Come on, Nat – you started it. Show me what you’ve got!”

*

177) Lee Kirishima, Lers Deku and Bakusquad

“Are you sure you’re comfortable, Kirishima?” Deku asked, glancing at his friend, whose only body parts he could see were his head and his feet.

The redhead grinned up at him. “Oh, yeah! It’s actually kind of cozy.”

“Just making sure,” the smaller boy replied. He turned his attention back to where Bakugou, Mina, Sero, and Kaminari were roughhousing near the shoreline, trying to wrestle each other into the oncoming waves or something of that nature. Under other circumstances Deku would worry that Kiri wasn’t with them, but their mutual friend had asked to be buried in the sand and left to rest for a while, so that’s what had happened.

“Uh-oh, you’ve got your thinking face on,” Kiri teased, drawing his classmate’s attention back to him. "What’s up, Midoriya?”

“Oh, I was just thinking about your quirk,” Deku admitted sheepishly, grinning a little. “Like, if a villain attacked right now, would you be able to get out on your own? Would you be stuck there until someone got you out? That kind of thing.”

“Hmm,” Kiri mused, closing his eyes to soak up the sun for a few moments before saying, “Let’s try it.”

Deku blinked. “What?”

Kirishima grunted, and it took the greenette a moment to register that he was trying to break free of his sandy grave. He watched for several seconds as the redhead huffed and puffed and managed to free just a bit more of his neck and ankles, but that was it.

“Well, I guess they did a good job,” Kiri chuckled. “I’m not going anywhere, even with my hardening quirk activated.”

“Interesting,” Deku hummed, filing the information away for later. “But maybe you need better motivation?”

“Like what?”

With a smile, Deku snaked a hand down to Kirishima’s bare foot and scribbled against it gently.

“Ah! Midohohoriya!” Kiri giggled, eyes going wide for a split second before squeezing shut. “No fahahahair! I can’t defend mysehehehelf!”

“Are you really stuck?” Deku asked, scooting down to get better access to both of his friend’s feet now, scribbling freely along them with very little resistance due to his friend’s position. “You’re hardly moving at all; are you actually trying to get out?”

“Of cohohohohourse I ahahahaham!” Kiri whined, snickering helplessly, the only free parts of his body shaking and wiggling slightly from the sensations. “Midohohohoriya! W-Wahahahait, the ohohohohothers—!”

“Ooh, why didn’t I think of that?” Mina squealed as she hurried over to them, the rest of the gang right behind her, all with mischievous smiles on their faces. “He’s in prime position for some tickle torture!”

Kirishima shrieked, but the flash of excitement in his eyes wasn’t lost on anyone. “N-Now hold on a second! I didn’t ask for this – Bakugou, I swear to gohohohohohod! Ahahahahahaha, nooooo!”

But Bakugou was just smirking knowingly, and soon all five of them were taking turns tickling the trapped redhead. This day at the beach sure had taken a turn, but no one was complaining about it.

*

178) Lee Sero, Ler Todoroki

“That’s certainly an innovative use of your quirk,” Todoroki commented with a grin as he watched Sero used his arm’s tape to wrap around the back of the kite, whose string had long since gone missing.

“It’s smart, right?” Sero replied with a smile of his own. “Who needs a new kite when I can just repurpose my old one with my own creativity?”

Todoroki chuckled, watching as his boyfriend finished wrapping up the kite and then took off running, trying to get it to catch air. After a couple of failed attempts he finally managed it, and Todoroki casually strolled over to where he stood now, watching the kite soar the whole way.

Sero grinned at him. “Pretty cool, yeah?”

“Definitely.”

“I haven’t flown a kite in years. Definitely not since before junior high.” Sero watched it dart side to side with the wind. “It’s kind of silly, but…I missed it.”

Todoroki smiled and moved to stand behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist and resting his chin on his shoulder. “You’re cute.”

“Am not,” Sero retorted.

“Of course you are.” Todoroki observed that his partner’s arms were in a slightly raised position to keep the kite flying, and he smirked. “You’re also wide open, you know.”

“Hmm? H-Hey!” Sero gasped and trembled at the maddeningly light touch of Todoroki’s fingers grazing his sides and waistline, just enough for it to tickle but not enough for it to be bad – yet. “W-What are you doing? You know I’m t-tihihihicklish!”

Todoroki kept up his slow, light pace with a smile, barely grazing his fingernails along his boyfriend’s body, curious how long he’d hold out. “I know. And you know I like tickling people. Especially people who are cute when they’re flying a kite.”

“Thahahat’s stupidly specific, Sh-Shohohohoto,” Sero snickered lightly, shivering and grinning and trying to keep his composure. “You tihihihickle every cute person flying a kihihihihite?”

“Mmm…nah. Just you.” Todoroki couldn’t help but pinch his sides, making him squeak and giggle in earnest, the tape from his arms wavering as Sero brought them down protectively.

“Shohohohoto!”

“All right, I’ll stop,” the peppermint boy said, going back to just snuggling his partner instead. “Couldn’t help myself.”

Sero relaxed and glanced back up at the kite, a lingering smile on his face. He thought it was adorable the way his boyfriend loved making others laugh. “You’re pretty cute, too.”

Todoroki just hummed and hugged him closer, contentedly enjoying the afternoon with his boyfriend.

*

179) Lee Todoroki, Lers Natsuo and Fuyumi

“W-Wahahahahahahait – plehehehehehehease, guys!”

Natsuso smirked playfully down at his little brother who – thanks to his and Fuyumi’s efforts – was currently half-curled in on himself, giggling crazily as they scribbled and scratched across his torso and waist.

“Wait for what? Huh?” he teased, deftly catching Todoroki’s wrist when it came down protectively, gently wiggling into his underarm. “Weren’t you practically begging us to tickle you just a minute ago?”

Even lit by only a flashlight, Todoroki’s face clearly turned pink at the insinuation. “I dihihihihid nohohohohohohot!”

“Hmm…Fuyumi, wouldn’t you say that Shoto acting all cute and leaving himself wide open was invitation enough for us to play around a little bit?”

“I believe it was,” their sister replied, giggling along with Todoroki as she pinched his sides. “After all, if he kept his arms above his head and kept looking at us like that, how could we not want to tickle him?”

Todoroki whined, squirming to the side when his sister tickled his ribs, then trying to pull his arm down when his brother scribbled in his armpit. He blushed furiously, but couldn’t bring himself to protest any of this. He hadn’t exactly been trying to tempt them into tickling him by laying in the grass with his arms behind his head, but…he hadn’t exactly not been trying to, either.

“Ehehehehehehehe plehehehehehehehease!” he begged, heart racing in anticipation when both of his older siblings suddenly grabbed an arm and lay it flat on the ground so he was almost in a T pose. They lay gently on top of his limbs, pinning him, and shot him mischievous smiles. Todoroki gasped, giggling helplessly even though they weren’t touching him yet. “Ah! W-Wahahahait, wait!”

“For what, Shoto?” Fuyumi cooed, dragging a single fingertip down the short length of his underarm, making him jerk and cackle briefly. “Would it really help you if we waited?”

“Or would you rather just get on with it, little bro?” Natsuo asked, repeating the gesture on his other side.

Todoroki shivered, glancing at each of them in turn, his giddiness nearly overwhelming. He lifted his gaze to the stars they’d all been observing and chatting about together beforehand, then squeezed his eyes shut and murmured, “Just do it already.”

Needing no further invitation, Natsuo and Fuyumi each began to scribble into his armpits with purpose, and Todoroki pressed his lips together defiantly for all of three seconds before he couldn’t help himself and the first waves of laughter spilled out, followed by useless squirming and pleading.

“Nohohohohohohohoooo! Plehehehehehehehehease, it’s so bahahahahahahahahad!”

His siblings merely exchanged grins.

“And yet, you’re not asking us to stop~” Natsuo teased.

“So we’ll just have to keep going, little brother~” Fuyumi added.

Todoroki lay giggling and laughing beneath the stars for a while after that, but he hadn’t felt so content and loved in a long time. It was worth it.

*

180) Lee Bakugou, Ler Todoroki

Todoroki felt incredibly content. How could he not? He was lying under the warm spring sun with his beautiful, hotheaded boyfriend, snuggled up on his chest with the other boy’s arm wrapped around his waist. It was so calming and comforting. He loved moments like this, even more because they were so rare. While the picnic had been his idea, the cuddling had been Bakugou’s, and he felt he could die happy in this moment and have no regrets.

“Should have had waffles,” the blonde murmured.

Todoroki considered a moment, then decided he didn’t know what he meant and said, “Huh?”’

“We’re being such saps right now. We could make our own syrup and have waffles.”

The half-and-half hero snorted. “Look at you, showing off your knowledge.”

“Do you not know that syrup comes from certain trees?”

“Hush.” Todoroki nuzzled his boyfriend’s chest and pinched his ribs. “Let me enjoy this without your smart mouth ruining it.”

“Oi, don’t call me a smart mouth—hey!” Bakugou shot his free arm down protectively when Todoroki began pinching him with more purpose. “Knohohock it off!”

“I told you to hush. You’re ruining the moment.” Todoroki remain stubbornly where he was, effectively trapping at least one of Bakugou’s arms as he pinched up and down his ribs, making the blonde jerk and giggle despite himself. The peppermint boy smiled at the sound.

“Asshohohohole! I’ll ruhuhuin the moment more if you keheheheheep tickling me!”

Without another word, Todoroki strategically darted to scribble into the side of Bakugou he was laying on, making it so that he couldn’t stop him with either of his arms anymore thanks to their positioning. The snort the blonde let out made his heart leap, and he grinned as his partner squirmed and tried to hold back his giggles.

“Okay, okahahahahay, I’ll shuhuhuhut up about sahahahahap!” Bakugou whined after a few moments, tapping Todoroki’s shoulder in a gesture of submission. “Shohohohohohoto!”

Todoroki slowed to a stop, then wrapped his arm around his partner’s middle and hugged him closer, determined to snuggle him even more now. “You’re so warm.”

Bakugou scoffed. “Again with the sap—”

This time when Todoroki struck, it was with sudden, playful determination. He swung a leg over to trap the blonde where he was and dove his hand into his boyfriend’s armpit, making him screech and toss his head back as laughter spilled out of him beyond his control.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!! OKAY I’LL STOHOHOHOHOHOP I PROHOHOHOHOHOMISE!! SHOTO!!” Bakugou cried, struggling to no avail. He cackled as his partner found the sweet spot between his armpit and ribs, making his whole body spasm with ticklishness, a shriek flying past his lips. “FUHUHUHUHUHUCK!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP!!”

With a satisfied smirk, Todoroki flopped down on top of him and curled up again, nuzzling him even more now. “That’s more like it.”

“Tch. All right, all right. Come here, snuggles.” The blonde wrapped both arms and legs around him in a cuddly trap that made the other boy visibly melt. Bakugou smiled softly at him. “You’re cute, you know? Something so simple makes you so happy.”

Todoroki hummed contentedly, smiling as well. He didn’t say anything in response; he merely soaked up the moment while it lasted. Bakugou cuddling him was a rarity he didn’t want to miss a single second of.

The warm sun on the remains of their shared picnic together wasn’t so bad, either.

[obsidianstrawberrymilk]

Tbh a huge amount of the issues MHA has could have been fixed had Bakugo just been expelled from UA in the first season or not gotten in at all

[st4r-t3ars]

The cinnamon roll and insomniac

[teatitty]

Shinsou "If I wear bright colours just snipe me out of existence" Hitoshi weeping tears of joy when Eri gives him a bright unciorn jumper with "Best Brother" very obviously DIY'd onto the front with cartoon lettering

[sassypantsjaxon]

So back to Mirio Hitoshi and Eri being siblings. Imagine, if you will, an au where they've found each other before erasermic finds them. (Maybe they're with the shie hassaikai, maybe the lov, maybe just a shitty foster home. I don't know, the point is, they're together in a place that's not so great) And Eri's still got this big scary quirk, but she also has a big brother who can sit with her and keep her from being alone without worrying about being rewound because he can just permeate through her touch and she's got another big brother who can just take over and talk her out of her quirk if she can't control it. And yeah, rewind is still terrifying, and there's probably somebody who wants to control it and use her, but at least she's not alone and she knows there are people who love her regardless of what her quirk is capable of.

[bnha-more-like-bnh-gay]

Shinsou: oh look, sensitive material. That’s what you’re made of.

Izuku:

[kiwibirbkat]

2, 26, and 30 for the ask game! :3

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HUGGING YOU HUGGING YOU HUGGING YOU

2. Their best friend is either Bakugo or Todoroki, with Bakugo being more like an unofficial brother than a best friend. They met when class 1A attempted to arrest my OC. Bakugo rushed in and they shot bakugo in his thigh. Before class 1A could take him to the hospital, Todoroki admitted to being curious about my OC, and they gave him a private communication device. Bakugo, for some reason, got attached to them after they shot him and was chasing them down repeatedly to try and fight them and/or arrest them, which somehow led to my OC repeatedly sleeping at Bakugo's house and becoming close with him and his parents.

26. Red azalea! Popular and pretty but deadly if consumed, similar to my OC, who is incredibly unassuming, being young, goofy, and malnourished, but is actually a mass murderer! (Silly, I know :3)

30. They'll take a while to warm up enough to trust them but will become very silly and protective after a while

[nightshadow1607]

the boys are back!!!!!

mini doodle cuz i missed drawing them

btw, even though i didn’t watch spiderverse yet, i still wanted to make them as spider variants, what do you guys think?

[violetlunette]

it's sooo nice to see somone who doesn't love shinsou. Idk I've never gotten the hype around him, he's just so whiney and is always throwing himself pity parties.

And he's a HUGE hypocrite, he whines about people with strong quirks getting things handed to them but then he expects to be given a hero course spot because of his quirk, make it make sense!

Notes: *Shinsou Critical

Yeah, it’s annoying whenever Shinso states no one ever believed he could be a hero with his quirk when we constantly see the opposite. Nearly every time we see him people are giving his quirk constant praise. The worst we get is people commenting that it's usually a villain quirk and asking not to have it used on them. The latter is understandable as we see that while it doesn’t hurt them it’s pleasant for people either. Whenever people are pulled out of Shinso’s control they usually look scared as well confused. Now, it’s possible that Shinso internalized people’s comments and misunderstood their intentions but it's never presented that way. He’s not a terrible character and I liked that he was the only one to challenge Bakagou in terms of arrogance. (I think it would have been amazing if the two fought in the first round and Shinso won, but alas here we are.) Anyway, I believe his personality was done better in Aizawa and his backstory wasn’t explored enough to make me feel for him. But I've said my part in other posts. I’m glad to find others that aren’t crazy about him. I don’t hate him, but I have some annoyances with him, and I’m glad to see I'm not the only one.

[lovelycatdraws]

[bibibinching]

Danced My Way In

Chapters: 10/10 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Summary:

Hitoshi had never particularly cared for his family’s opinion on who he dated. Or, well, he’d never gone through the trouble of introducing the few people he liked to his family. It’s not like he ever dated anyone long enough for it to become a necessity.

So, Hitoshi had never realized how incredibly crucial it was for whoever he was interested in to have charming little Eri’s approval. Not until Denki, that is.Or, when Eri meets Denki and instantly befriends him, the Aizawa-Yamada family finds themselves visiting the bar he works in regularly. Not that any of this is a problem to Hitoshi, who is too distracted to be bothered by his twin sister's incessant teasing.

Rated T for language.

Relationships: Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Eri & Shinsou Hitoshi, Eri & Kaminari Denki, Eri & Utsushimi Camie, Shinsou Hitoshi & Utsushimi Camie, Eri & Shinsou Hitoshi & Utsushimi Camie, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Shinsou Hitoshi & Everyone, Eri (My Hero Academia) & Everyone, Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi, Bakugou Katsuki & Utsushimi Camie, Sero Hanta/Utsushimi Camie

Characters: Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaminari Denki, Eri (My Hero Academia), Utsushimi Camie, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Izuku, Toogata Mirio, Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Todoroki Shouto, Sero Hanta, Ashido Mina, Jirou Kyouka

Additional Tags: First Meetings, First Kiss, Kaminari Denki is a Ray of Sunshine, Shinsou Hitoshi is Good at Feelings, Shinsou Hitoshi is a good brother, Utsushimi Camie is a Good Sister, Eri is a Ray of Sunshine (My Hero Academia), Adopted Eri (My Hero Academia), Adopted Shinsou Hitoshi, Adopted Utsushimi Camie, Adopted Sibling Relationship, Utsushimi Camie and Shinsou Hitoshi are Twins, This is my shincamie twin agenda, Bakugou Katsuki and Utsushimi Camie are Best Friends, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi are Best Friends, Eri is smol and everyone loves her, Soft Shinsou Hitoshi, Shinsou Hitoshi is Soft for Eri, Adoptive Family Sheenanigans, Family Fluff, Toogata Mirio is Eri's Teacher, Aromantic Utsushimi Camie, Camie and Hitoshi love salad because I said so, The kids are in college, Not Eri but the others, Kaminari is a waiter, They talk abt pokemon for like a second, Idk anything about pokemon, So I asked my best friend, The Sero/Camie is like super lowkey most of the time, Bakugou Katsuki is a Good Friend, Alternate Universe - No Quirks (My Hero Academia), Fluff, Like so much

Series: Part 1 of Tiny Dancer

[izufeels]

⁝ KATSUKI BAKUGOU, EIJIROU KIRISHIMA, SHOTO TODOROKI, IZUKU MIDORIYA, HITOSHI SHINSOU !

description: you ask him if he can braid your hair

content warning: smau; profanity; good boyfriends; “ma’am”; worried izuku; implied shinsou/eri siblings

[billiethepumpkin]

An Expanded Family: How They'd Be as Step-Parents

Warnings: Rated R. This content is intended for readers ages 18 years or older. If you are a minor, do not interact.

Contains: GN!Reader. Multiple family situations. Deceased parents. Coparenting. Absent parent. Blended families. Adoption of a younger sibling. Step-parent behavior.

Featuring: Izuku Midoriya. Ochaco Uraraka. Tenya Iida. Momo Yaoyorozu. Shoto Todoroki. Mirio Togata. Hitoshi Shinsou.

Author's Note: All characters are written to be adults because I am an old fuck :)

Izuku Midoriya

It had been the first thing he learned about you. You were a parent. Parenthood was deeply engrained in the way you operated, especially in the Pro Hero space.

When you started dating, though, it became so much more complicated than that.

He started overthinking immediately.

Deku was a lot of things. A lot of little kids looked up to him. He met people every day, but the pressure of meeting your little one was extremely high.

Sometimes you'd catch him mumbling to himself, practicing how to talk to a little kid. He knew that screwing this up might mean losing you forever.

But there is literally no possible way that he could screw it up. In any universe.

He decided to go with you and your four year old son to a playground. He put together a picnic and everything.

Izuku was perfect.

You were sure you fell in love with him all over again, watching him on the playground with your baby.

He was a little awkward at first, but as soon as your son asked him to play tag, Midoriya was all over it.

Your baby had him climbing up slides, going down fireman's poles, swinging on swings, the works.

And you couldn't tell who was having more fun: Izuku or your son.

Sometimes, Deku would come over and babysit for you while you had to run off to work or to run an errand.

Izuku always just treated them like playdates or sleepovers, though.

He asks your son's permission for everything first. Especially when he's about to take big steps in the relationship, like moving in.

But when Deku asked your son if he could move in with you guys, your son got all wide eyed and excited.

"Yeah!" he exclaimed, smiling wide. "It'll be like a big sleepover!"

Midoriya knew your son had another parent, whether they were involved or not. He wasn't really trying to take over the father role.

It just fit him so well.

Soon, he found himself making pancakes and packing lunches and planning birthday parties.

Midoriya loved the life he had with you and your son. He loved it much more than he had anticipated.

And when you saw how much he loved your son, and how much your son loved him, it sealed the deal for you, too.

Ochaco Uraraka

Ochaco was surprised to find out you had kids. You were always so put together.

Not that parents can't be put together, she supposed, but you just didn't really seem like the parent type when she met you.

But whenever she came over while your twin daughters were there, she immediately saw a different side of you.

It made her fall that much more in love with you.

The first time you asked her to babysit, you were on your way to the hospital to see your sister have her own baby. Their other parent was never really in the picture, and everyone else that you would normally ask to watch the babies was also going to the hospital.

Uraraka volunteered almost immediately.

She had been with the twins and you enough times that she thought she had the hang of it.

However, they were only three years old, and whenever it came time to feed them, Ochaco realized she knew so little about children.

Nothing she offered seemed to satisfy them. It took her a while to figure out what they wanted, with their picky palates.

But she did it, eventually.

She knew the routine. Dinner. Bath time. Show on the couch. Then bedtime in the room they shared.

That night, you came home to find your two girls asleep with their heads on Ochaco's lap, her head leaned back on the couch as she dozed, too.

You merely giggled and brought your two girls to their own beds, then brought Ochaco into bed with you.

After that, it took her a while to feel comfortable watching the girls without you.

But she was very good at following your parenting style whenever it was the two of you!

And, man they loved her.

Any chance they got, they dragged Ochaco into the floor to play with them.

Coloring books, ball games, dress up, anything they could convince her to do.

With your permission, she had even floated them a couple of times.

And it warmed your heart when you heard one of them ask her, "Ochaco, will you be my Mama?"

Tenya Iida

You only got your baby every other week.

Your son was still a newborn, and his other parent was still very much a part of his life.

You wanted to make as much of the time you had with him as possible. So originally, Iida wouldn't come over during the weeks that you had him.

However, all of that changed when his dad wanted to switch weeks for a family event that you'd had going on.

You'd been so absent minded about it that you had forgotten to tell Iida.

Tenya had offered to just go back home and to reschedule his visit for the following week. But you thought that was as good a time as any for him to meet your son.

Iida met your baby while he was sleeping.

He was quiet and attentive, taking in the entire nursery. He didn't think you had shown him that part of your house before.

And even though he loved you and your son, it took a long time for him to really feel like he was part of your family.

I mean, you were seemingly still really close with the baby's other parent. He was never going to be able to step inside the bubble of your family.

Especially because Iida never really did the whole "step-father" thing.

At least, not in the way that anybody else usually did it.

He was more clinical, more calculating, the way he was with everything.

He didn't give the baby any baths or diaper changes for the first six months that you knew him, at least. He felt like it was inappropriate for him, as someone who isn't even related to the baby, to be doing those things for him.

He would do almost everything else, though. Feeding, playing, walks, different learning exercises, cleaning, more feeding.

You knew that everything he ever said or did was only because he cared about you and your baby.

However, he was always insecure about it. He never thought he'd be able to get your ex to trust him, and he never wanted to give either of you a reason not to.

Until you had a conversation with him about it.

You had a heart to heart about how it felt like you were doing a lot of things alone in your relationship and that you needed him to do a little more.

It was then that he told you how much he worried about things like diaper changes.

After you had a long talk about it, he revealed that he had no problem with those kinds of things. He just worried that it would affect the baby's development, to have a stranger around for intimate moments like diaper changes.

After that, he started to help more. He became stronger and stronger as a caregiver for your baby.

He would never be the baby's father. You both knew that. And Iida wasn't trying to be his father. All Tenya wanted was to love both of you for as long as he could.

Momo Yaoyorozu

You had a ten year old daughter when you and Momo started dating.

In fact, Momo met your daughter almost right away. She didn't have much of a choice because you had a really hard time finding childcare for her while you were away.

Your ex wasn't in the picture and didn't want to be. You didn't want them to be either. And your family didn't exactly raise kids the way you wanted your daughter to be raised. So it was just you and your daughter for the last ten years.

Until Momo came along.

She started out as just a really good friend.

Plus, now your daughter had someone else to look up to in her real life. Momo was smart and powerful, and you wanted your baby to have a woman in her life to look up to. Momo was perfect.

And then it became so much more than that.

Soon, Momo was over every single day. She picked up your daughter from school when you couldn't. She helped with homework and studying. She made dinner and taught your daughter everything she could about math and science and chemistry and hero work, everything she could get out of her system

And your daughter really didn't know how to feel about Momo because she just came on so strong all the time.

I mean, your daughter did like Momo.

It was just hard for her not to have some big feelings. She only had one real parent, and she didn't like any of her other family because of how mean they were all the time.

And Momo went from her parent's friend that sometimes tutored her to the person that sometimes steals her only parent.

And sure, it was cool to have a superhero as a stepmom.

But really your daughter missed the days when it was just the two of you.

When you noticed, you were heartbroken. You apologized over and over, and you promised your daughter that you could plan more days for just the two of you.

Momo was fully supportive of you having more alone time with your daughter. She knew it was important for your daughter to have that bonding time.

Momo just wasn't really sure how to react at the news that your daughter wanted her around less. She hadn't really considered how much she cared for you and your family until then.

Somehow, even though Momo knew how important it was for your daughter to have you as a support system, she still felt rejected and sad. She didn't want to leave you alone.

Momo pulled away for a while. Not because she was angry or anything, but because she didn't know how much space she was supposed to give you to be with your daughter.

Eventually, your daughter did start asking about her again.

"When is Momo coming back over?" she asked one time on the way home from school. "I miss her."

It took a long time, but you eventually learned to balance your time with Momo and your time with your daughter.

Shoto Todoroki

You took in your younger brother when your parents passed away.

You were happy to do so. The two of you had always been close, and you were happy to be the one who takes care of him.

But he was a bitter, emotional thirteen year old boy whose parents had just passed away. And there was nothing you could do to ease his pain.

You did everything you could think of. You started both of you in therapy. You spent quality time together. You made his favorite meals. You invited his friends over. But nothing consoled him.

He was mean and angry. He was sad and anxious. He insisted on being alone the majority of the time.

And you spent so much time trying to help him heal that you ended up isolating yourself.

That was when you met Shoto. He was a good shoulder to lean on. He was never judgmental of you or your situation. He always listened and never spoke until the time was right.

Todoroki also put you first, the way that you were never able to. And you fell in love with him months after your brother moved in with you.

You were extremely careful of the way you presented your relationship to Shoto to your brother. You thought it would be too quick of a change for him so soon after the last one.

Your worry actually led to you keeping it a secret for a little over a month.

It wasn't on purpose. You always meant to tell your brother that you had a boyfriend. But at first he just wasn't responsive to anything you said.

But then he met Shoto on accident.

Shoto went into your apartment to grab something you needed for work. It was only meant to be a quick trip to the apartment, and your brother wasn't meant to be there.

But he was. Your brother had skipped school. Apparently it's something he'd been doing for a while. He would just walk home after you left for work.

Shoto found him, and they struck up a deal. Todoroki would teach him some skills in combat and he would avoid telling you about the skipping class if your brother would stop skipping school altogether.

Suddenly, Todoroki became best friends with your younger brother.

Your brother became more social, more active. He started talking to you again. He started getting better grades in school. He started joining you for family dinners.

And when you were finally able to tell your brother about the nature of your relationship with Shoto, it turned out that he already knew.

Apparently, he overheard you on the phone with Todoroki one night.

Todoroki became increasingly protective over your brother.

He took your brother to nightly training sessions to help him work off his emotions.

Your brother even convinced Shoto to try going to therapy himself, something he had considered but never actually went through with.

After that day, they started becoming closer. Almost brotherly, almost the relationship you knew Shoto was missing from his siblings.

You knew they both needed each other.

And Todoroki was so spoiling for the both of you. He took you both on trips. He bought you gifts for holidays. He took you to dinner and to his Pro Hero parties and banquets.

Every once in a while, he would work late, and he would refuse to come back to your place because he didn't want to wake up your brother.

And one day, when Todoroki had been at his own apartment for several nights after being on late night patrols, you heard your brother ask you from the other room, "When is Shoto coming home?"

And ever since then, the three of you became a happy family.

Mirio Togata

You and your daughter met Mirio in the park.

Your daughter had been just six years old. Her other parent had passed away when she was an infant.

Your parents lived far away, and your partner's parents couldn't bear to look at your daughter now that they'd had to bury their own child. And you couldn't really blame them because of how much she looked like her other parent.

It was just the two of you, you and your baby.

Mirio had brought is own daughter, one from a previous marriage.

Their divorce had been amicable, though his ex-wife had since made some poor life choices and was no longer able to visit or take his daughter on the weekends. So they spent their days visiting parks and playgrounds.

You met because your daughter had taken quite a fall off of the swings and scraped up her hands, and Mirio's daughter had helped her up. Mirio, then, helped her find you so you could bring her home.

You were thankful, and you took your daughter home after a brief exchange of niceties.

From then on, you always noticed him at the playgrounds you frequented. Your daughter became very good friends with his, and you found it in your best interest to become friends with Mirio.

The rest is history.

You found out that your daughters would be going to the same elementary school. And from then on, they did everything together.

Meaning that you and Mirio now did everything together, too.

Mirio was particularly doting on your daughter.

He would play with her whenever she asked, no matter how silly the game was.

He would give her piggyback rides into school.

He would nurture her whenever she needed loving.

But he also never neglected his own daughter. He made sure they still went out on their father-daughter dates to cafes and parks and playgrounds.

Watching him love the kids so much created a longing in your heart that was so strong you couldn't deny that you had feelings for him.

Eventually, things spiraled until the two of you were much, much more than friends.

You hadn't exactly explained anything to your daughters yet, but during a play date, they walked in on the two of you kissing.

It was innocent enough. Nothing got remotely steamy. But it was just an innocent moment.

You both startled when you heard "OoooooOOOOoooh!" from the two tiny voices peaking around the corner.

You all started laughing, and your daughters came bounding in the room. "You loooooove Mirio!" your daughter teased.

"Yeah, I guess I do!" you said with a smile, looking at him lovingly.

Mirio was just as doting and loving on your girls as he had been the entire time.

A couple of months into your relationship, you discovered that you were pregnant. And then a few months later, you welcomed a new baby boy into the family.

At first, your girls were so loving and doting on their brother. They "helped" feed him, change him, and bathe him, which really meant just talking to him and giving him lots of kisses.

But you could tell that something with your own baby girl had gone awry.

She would cling to you all hours of the day. She always wanted to be cuddling you, right by your side every minute of the day.

Eventually, she let it slip that she thought you and Mirio loved the new baby most.

You decided that you had to do something. Your baby had to know that you loved her just as much as the rest of the family.

So you set up a special time after the baby was laid down for bed at night where you all did something together.

Sometimes you'd watch a show and cuddle under blankets on the couch. Sometimes you'd play board games together. And sometimes you would take turns reading parts of books.

You each took your girls out on solo adventures whenever you could, making sure to spend time with them just as you did one another.

You did your best to make sure that your family unit all felt loved the way they deserved.

Hitoshi Shinsou

Shinsou actually met your eight year old son first.

You had been holiday shopping on one of the busiest nights of the year.

You knew you shouldn't have brought him with you. You knew you should've just waited until your parents could watch him.

But now, here you were, frantically running around the shopping center, waiting for your eyes to lock with his.

You couldn't help but shame yourself while you searched for him.

First, you got pregnant in high school. You knew you weren't mature enough to have a child, and all of this proved it. You were still a child yourself. You had no business raising a kid all on your own.

And then you saw it.

You saw your son being led through the crowd with a man with purple hair, and you finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fast forward to a year and a half later, and you and that man were moving into the same apartment.

Shinsou had proven to be an amazing parent, even if he really hadn't seen himself as a parent before.

He knew he wasn't really the "step-dad" type, and he never pretended to be.

He just wanted to care for you and your son as much as possible.

Hitoshi really struggled at first.

Sometimes, when he was over, he just couldn't understand why he could wake you up in the night with some love and affection.

Eventually, you explained that your son's face was peacefully sleeping on the other side of the wall between your bedrooms. "What the hell would you do if he walked in, 'Toshi?" you had eventually asked.

The look on his face seemed like he'd seen a ghost when you asked.

It took him a long time to get used to the schedule, too.

You and your kid got up so freaking early.

And yeah, he knew it was for school. But that didn't mean he wasn't grumpy about the alarm buzzing on your bedside table at six every morning.

One morning, though, he had been awake when your son had woken up from a nightmare.

You would have been happy to wake up and be there for your son. But Hitoshi also knew this was his chance to really bond with him in a way he hadn't been able to. So he got up and led your son into the kitchen.

Hitoshi took the time to heat up some milk with honey and cinnamon mixed in, just like in that movie he had watched with you and your son recently... Oh, what was it called?... He couldn't remember.

They talked about the dream. Shinsou told your son all the ways that he remembered to be brave when he was afraid.

And ever since then, your son went to Shinsou for everything. It was like he was obsessed with your boyfriend.

Ever since then, they were best friends, always getting into one thing or another together.

[kanene-yaaay]

I am thinking about this comic once again. My heart is melted. My week was blessed. My phone is being hugged and I am so SOFT with how SWEET and CARING Hitoshi is here!!!!

He comforting Eri and trying to cheer her up after a tough nightmare is just not something that I realized how much I needed to see until now. What precious beans. They are just so amazing ♡♡♡♡

F,,,,family,,,

Tickletober day #11 - Magic

Big bro Shinso is always ready to help his little sis!! This kind of magic can solve the nightmare problem.

The idea came thanks to @made-by-jade-222 fic “Rain, Rain, Go Away” and the Disney movie “The sword in the stone”, a very important one for me.

Go read the fic: https://made-by-jade-222.tumblr.com/post/661249774424621056/hello-sorry-to-bother-you-but-if-requests-are

Tickletober list: https://gigglymonster.tumblr.com/post/659928005102239744/introducing-the-2021-tickletober-prompt-list-made 

[the-travelling-witch]

more hcs of this bnha x hades au

Perhaps you're a young Olympian Deity, watching the prince of the Underworld slash his way towards the surface, stumbling and falling along the way but still never giving up. You'd never heard of Shouto before, never knew the Lord of the Underworld had children at all. Actually, that he had siblings would have been unknown to you too if Keigo hadn't let a tiny piece of information slip and you hadn't prodded him further on it.

Ever since then you couldn't help but watch the prince's escape attempts. Sure, you weren't the only one, well aware the older Gods and Goddesses, as well as younger ones like Izuku and Katsuki, were keeping an eye on him as well, all for their own reasons. To be honest, you weren't quite sure what Shouto's reasons for leaving the Underworld were in the first place, but you still felt for him, seeing how desperately he struggled against his father.

That was it, you thought. The reason you quietly sent your blessings, however small they may be, to the depths of the Underworld was because you felt empathetic. Yet, your immortal heart couldn't help but skip a beat when you imagined your messages being accepted.

Perhaps you are a Chthonic Deity serving the House, who's consequently spent a lot of time with and/or around Shouto. You had brushed past each other pretty much every day for centuries as you went about your bureaucratic duties and Shouto pretended to do the same. Of course you were aware he wasn't happy here, he never really tried to hide it after all.

Therefore, it didn't really come as a surprise to you when Shouto first ventured beyond the House and into Tartarus, it was more of a confirmation. Still, when you were talking to your brother Shinsou, who oversaw the Pool of Styx, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of concern for the bloody prince trudging by, leaving footprints all over the hall. Not because you were worried he'd fail, but because you knew he wouldn't give up trying until he succeeded, no matter how long it took or what it cost.

Shinsou made a comment as he passed, something snarky about what had gotten him back into the House so soon, but you'd be lying if you said you paid it much attention. Your focus was still on Shouto, who had paused and tilted his head, little drops of blood nearly imperceptible on the left side of his head but all the more obvious on his right, creating the impression his laurels were melting off his head. No matter the twinge in your heart, you knew you wouldn't try to stop him. No, you'd help him, even if it meant letting him go where you wouldn't be able to follow, as long as it meant he'd be happier.

Or perhaps you were mortal once, whether you were someone or no one in life of not much importance now that you dwelled in the Underworld. Death frankly wasn't as bad as people had always made it out to be, if anything the worst part was the monotony of it all. Day in and day out the same halls to wander, night in and night out the same regrets hanging over your fellow shades. Even new arrivals lost their novelty quickly in a place like this, especially when you were facing an eternity of it.

Unlike most mortals, however, you had been allowed to keep your physical form after death for reasons only the Gods could know. Not that it had changed much for you until now, but you made what you could of it, building something akin to a home for yourself.

It was hard to tell how long you had resided this way, the very nature of the Underworld rendering your perception of time quite useless. Until one day someone disturbed the monotony of your death like ripples on water. He was bloody, bruised and generally in a bad shape when he stumbled towards your home and, with nothing better to do, you took him in so he could rest. You knew he had looked familiar to you, that there was great power rolling off of him, but never would you have guessed it was the prince of the Underworld currently occupying one of your chairs.

That first time Shouto bid you goodbye fairly quickly, but grateful for your help nonetheless. With each appearance, however, he started staying longer and slowly opening up to you more. You couldn't recall what your previous thoughts on the Underworld royalty had been, but you liked talking to the prince a fair deal and you caught yourself looking forward to seeing him again, despite knowing you were probably just a passing acquaintance on his way to where he really wanted to be. You could understand the desire to be reunited with someone you had lost long ago, of course. And yet, every time you saw Shouto off, you couldn't help but hope he would pass by your home again, just one more time.

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