#shinson

[corndog-patrol]

Eri's first day in the erasermic household 🥺💕

#bnha #erasermic #boku no hero academia #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #present mic #dadmic #dadzawa #shinsou hitoshi #shinson #bnha eri #my art

[collisiondiscourse]

fashionista kings

// one of my many pieces for cat's cradle

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #codi.png #shinson #hitoshi shinsou #shinso hitoshi #aizawa #aizawa shōta #aizawa shouta

[nekoo3001]

Training

#bnha #mha #aizawa #shinsou hitoshi #bnha fanart #mha fanart #eraserhead #aizawa shouta #hitoshi shinsou #aizawa shota #bnha aizawa #mha aizawa #aizawa sensei #bnha shinso hitoshi #hitoshi #shinso #mha shinsou #dadzawa #shinson #my art #art #illustration #drawing #digital art #my hero academia #boku no hero academia

[yourlunarspice]

I think this may be getting out of hand

#Aizawa has too many sons to look after #Someone send me one more Shinsou figure so I can struggle to fit it on the Shinsou Shelf™ #hitoshi shinso #hitoshi shinsou #shinso hitoshi #shinsou hitoshi #shinson #dadzawa #shouta aizawa #shota aizawa #aizawa shota #aizawa shouta

[sassypantsjaxon]

Reasons I'm a DadMic raising Shinson truther, part... 3.5

Not only did Mic recognize Shinsou's potential during the sports fest, but considering Aizawa's apparent lack of initiative

Mic 100% set Eraserhead up as Shinsou's mentor

#plus the fact that as the english teacher Mic's more likely to have already been Hitoshi's teacher #plus the fact that Hitoshi reminds him of Aizawa #... I've had this headcanon for a while but only just realized the evidence to support it #yamada hizashi #present mic #shinsou hitoshi #dad mic #shinson

[ravenrissa]

The Aizawas

(Part of the Aizawa-Yamada Family series)

When a villain attack occurs during a family outing in town, Present Mic and Eraserhead jump into action to save lives, leaving Hitoshi to stay back and stay safe. He gets lost in the rushing crowd, however, and ends up bumping into a couple who look eerily like Shouta...

Shouta is extremely resistant to the idea of his parents entering his adopted son's life. They were absent, neglectful parents who left Shouta to fend for himself growing up so they wouldn't have to be parents. He has sworn since the day he began fostering (and later adopted) Hitoshi that he would do everything that his own parents did not, being present in his son's life and letting him know he is loved, so when his parents announce that they want to built a relationship with not only his son, but him as well, Shouta is against the idea. But Hitoshi sees the conflict in his Dad's eyes, knowing that despite outwardly being stoic and indifferent to the situation, he's hurting inside, and sets about trying to make things right in this tense situation.

Read it here.

#ravenrissa #my hero academia #bnha #boku no hero academia #mha #fanfiction #shinsou hitoshi #fanfic #read on ao3 #eraserhead #erasermic family #erasermic #shinson #dadzawa #dad mic #angst #hurt/comfort #aizawa yamada family #aizawa shouta #present mic #hizashi yamada #kid fic

[onelonelypiano]

i finally drew my boy <3

#onelonelypiano #onelonelyartist #shinsou #shinso hitoshi #bnha #shinson #shinso fanart #bnha shinsou #digital art #csp #clip studio paint #amateur art #bnha fanart #fanart

[lunejump]

shinsou aizawa humg....... finally I can draw a good hug for my babies

#well shinsou's arm is long as hell but that's fine #don't tag as ship yadda yadda #shinsou hitoshi #shinso hitoshi #aizawa shota #aizawa shouta #dadzawa #shinson #my baby my boy #shimsou #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia

[a-conspiracy-of-bad-decisions]

Me: lol. Yeah it's super weird how much I love the found family and adoption tropes becuase I don't have any family trauma.

Also me: Yeah when I was really little I would get in trouble for crying if I didn't have a good reason to be crying. Also then I would get a bad headache from crying and my mom would tell me it was my fault for crying over nothing.

#bnha #erasermic family #shinson #i was also told i didnt have any reason to be depressed becuase my life was great while i was like... actively suicidal #so that was maybe not a pro parenting move #trauma #trauma dump

[ruethenerd]

Shinsou drabbles

The sunlight coming through his bedroom window was what roused him, he realized. Turning over, Hitoshi burrowed deeper into his coccoon of blankets. He didn't get much sleep, as per usual, so he was reluctant to leave the safety and comfort of his bed.

"Hito? Time to get up Listener." Hizashi, Hitoshi's Papa said softly, gently running his fingers through wild purple hair. A muffled groan was the blond man's only answer. Hizashi chuckled fondly.

"I'm making pancakes." Hizashi said, knowing his eternally tired goth baby loved pancakes for breakfast. Hitoshi groaned, rolling over onto his back. "Ugh, fine, but only because you're making my favorite."

Hizashi chuckled as he headed for the door. "I'll have a plate waiting for you, Listener." His voice is laced with a soft fondness. Hitoshi looked over from where he had just gotten out of bed and grinned (really, it was more of a smirk) at his Papa.

"Thanks, Papa." Today started off pretty well, honestly, in Hitoshi's opinion.

~~~~

I'm weak for PapaZashi/Dadmic🥺🥰

#mha #bnha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #dadmic #present mic #yamadad #shinso hitoshi #shinsou fluff #shinson

[kiwishrooms]

thanks dad

aizawa couldnt remember the first time shinsou called him "dad" but the purple haired boy remembered everything.

it was a cold winter night and aizawa didnt have patrol. shinsou had suggested a movie night to give them both a chance to relax and the older man agreed without much protest. shinsou was nestled under a blanket ready to start "the grinch" with tofu, the cream colored cat, on his lap.

aizawa came over and handed him a cup of hot chocolate to which shinsou responded "thanks dad"

he realized what he said right after and peaked over at the other man. aizawa didnt say anything, just had a tint of a smile on his lips.

later in the night, with the wind still pounding the windows and snow still collecting outside, aizawa tucked shinsou into bed.

"goodnight ki-... goodnight son"

#my hero academia shinsou #shinsou hitoshi #shinson #dadzawa #aizawa shouta #my hero academia #bnha headcannons

[slightlycrunchy]

questions

For @biaz5548 prompt, chats between training with Aizawa and Shinsou! Thanks so much for being patient! 💛

Rated G, dadzawa and shinson

“Sensei?” Shinsou begins one summer morning, the heat already thrumming through Shouta’s veins even at the early hour.

Shouta looks over at the boy who sits beside him, a carbon copy with his legs drawn up and arms thrown loosely over his knees. His fingers twitch and fiddle and Shouta thinks it interesting that he won’t look over at him even as he addresses him. Shouta lets his answering silence wash over them both, comfortable and familiar as the older man brings his foot towards his body, stretching his hips comfortably as they rest between rounds. They’ve been going at it hard, trying to get Shinsou used to the rigors of hero training, and Shouta is more than willing to say the boy has done well so far.

As expected, eventually the silence gives way to words.

“Do you…I guess I mean– Do you have…? No, that wouldn’t be it, of course you would have, everyone does–” Shinsou begins to ramble to himself. Shouta is mildly amused to find that this is not unexpected. At length Shinsou seems to settle on just what he wants to say. “What’s your favorite food?”

The question takes Shouta by surprise, but even more so does the look of earnestness that blankets Shinsou’s face as he turns to look at him. Slowly, Shouta unfurls his leg until they both stretch before him where he sits on the ground. He feels his lips purse in thought.

Where is this coming from?

“Shoyu ramen, but only from a specific place I first discovered back in my broke, trainee days,” Shouta says easily. There is a stifling breeze making its way across the UA grounds, irritating in its incapability to cool anyone down. He turns to the boy and smirks. “You were probably expecting something along the lines of jelly packets, weren’t you?”

Shinsou’s sweat-damp skin comes alive with a bewildered expression as his hand comes to scratch at the back of his own neck. “Uh, no, not really. I just…well I didn’t know, did I? I guess I had hoped no one’s favorite food was jelly packets,” he says sheepishly.

“You got me there.”

Shinsou takes a breath. “And, what about color?” 

Shouta quirks up an eyebrow.

“Sorry, I mean what’s your favorite color,” he corrects. 

Shouta takes a moment to answer this one, eyeing the boy with a steady gaze. Shinsou is obviously uncomfortable under his watchful eye, but far better than he used to be, in the beginning of their…relationship? Agreement? Shouta still isn’t sure what to call it most days. All he knows about it is that he feels a certain tug, a connection he finds comes easily with almost all of the children he teaches. The curse of having a soft heart, Yamada would say. 

“Yellow.”

The boy smiles slightly. “Is that why your sleeping bag is yellow?”

“The sleeping bag is yellow because that was the first one I could find that I thought was comfortable, but it is a nice coincidence, I suppose.” Yellow reminds him of the golden buttons on his UA uniform gleaming on his first day of highschool, of meeting his best friend, of the faded collar his childhood cat used to wear. 

Of his goggles that hang around his neck when he’s in uniform, a reminder both of duty and something far heavier.

The breeze causes the ends of his hair to tickle just at the edge of his chin. He scratches absently.

“There’s not much yellow around your apartment that I’ve seen,” Shinsou says, almost as if to himself. “I- I mean, not that there should be, I’m not telling you how to decorate your house–”

Shouta interrupts his stuttering with a wave of his hand. “I know kid, relax,” he says amusedly, a huff of laughter exiting through his nose. “That’s just because I can’t decorate, I don’t think that will come as a surprise. How often do you see me wear anything other than my uniform and the same monochrome black outfit? The less choice the better in my opinion—variety is not always the spice of life.” Shouta enjoys streamlining an otherwise stressful existence; why make it harder with extra decisions when he already must make those of the life-or-death variety regularly?

“Those pink sweatpants aren’t monochrome.”

Shouta whips around, eyes wide. “I thought you said you didn’t see those?” He eyes the boy suspiciously.

“Kinda hard not to, sensei. You were just that much too slow closing your door, I guess.”

Oh, they’re teasing now.

“I’ll remember this, kid. If it ever gets out that I own such a thing, I will know where it came from and there will be swift retribution, mark my words,” Shouta deadpans, but even so he sees Shinsou’s mouth wobbling from his attempt to not burst out laughing. “Swift is my middle name.”

“Yamada-sensei said you don’t have one, so I don’t think that’s true.”

“Well aren’t we sure of ourselves today?”

And even as he says it, he marvels at the exchange between them right now.

Seeing Shinsou like this, comfortable in his own—slightly embarrassed—way, when at first it had been like pulling teeth to get the kid to talk to him in any capacity other than ‘yes sensei’ and ‘no sensei’ and repeated promises that Shouta wouldn’t regret helping him, makes him feel like the sun isn’t doing its best to beat him into the dirt. Like the suffocating air around them is instead cool and refreshing. 

Shouta places his hands behind him, leaning all his weight onto the small bones of his wrists. “So where have the twenty questions come from? Got something on your mind?” he asks casually. This has been going well but Shinsou will draw the line somewhere, as the past has taught him. Shouta will respect the boundary when it is presented.

Shinsou clears his throat. “Oh, um… I guess, just…I don’t know much about you. Or, I realized I don’t think I do, and we’ve spent time together but I sort of realized that I didn’t know the things you find out about a person when you first make a friend and–”

Shinsou stops, even his breathing halting in his chest as Shouta watches the realization wash over his face of what he has just said. 

Shouta has to fight back his own bark of laughter, now.

“Friends? You think we’re friends?” he asks invitingly, his head tilted in question. He can’t hide all of his amusement, a smile fighting to curl up his mouth, but sue him, he’s not perfect. 

“A-ah I– I don’t– I’m sorry sensei I shouldn’t have said that–” he stutters, something like actual fear overtaking his body. Shouta sees as he begins to shake and his eyes seem just a bit more bright than they were a minute ago.

The boy goes to stand. 

“Sorry I asked, I was just being nosy, I feel better now! Super rested! Let’s just get back to it, yeah?” he babbles and Shouta watches as he turns away.

Shouta does not move from his spot on the ground.

“Shinsou.”

It’s a trained response the way Shinsou stops everything he is doing, still turned away but every nerve focused towards Shouta’s quiet voice that barely rises above the wind.

“We can be friends.”

At first it’s almost as if nothing was said, the boy held at attention like a deer caught in headlights, unsure whether it should run or stay its ground, but as the seconds pass, Shouta sees how the tension bleeds from Shinsou’s shoulders. His cheeks are ruddy and his mouth is slack as he turns around to face Shouta who is still a level below him.

“F-friends?”

Shouta allows the smile now, small and soft. “Sure, kid. Friends. I’m still your mentor, and you have to listen to me as I’m in a position of authority over you, but I don’t think both things can’t coexist. You’re smart enough to know when one is required over the other, I’m not worried about it,” he says matter of fact. He rises now, the scant few inches he has over the boy who only seems to be growing more like a weed every day becoming more prominent as he walks forward. Shouta holds out his hand, open in the space between them. “Friends.”

As Shinsou brings his hand forward and grasps Shouta’s, the handshake leaving a little to be desired on the boy’s side of things, Shouta feels all the pieces come together. 

Shinsou had been nervous to try and get to know Shouta in any capacity other than mentor-mentee, and he’s proud of the kid for attempting the icebreakers every child learns at a young age. Shinsou’s natural propensity for seclusion and low self-esteem only makes what he’s attempted today more impressive. Shouta brings his other hand forward, placing it firmly on Shinsou’s sun-drenched shoulder.

“You did good, kid.”

Shinsou all but beams.

As they walk back to the middle of the field they have reserved for the next hour, a new sort of thread tied between them that hadn’t existed moments prior, an idea suddenly strikes Shouta.

“So what’s your favorite color then?” Shouta asks nonchalantly. He doesn’t look over, his eyes focused forward as they walk but it doesn’t take much to hear the small catch in Shinsou’s voice when he answers.

“Purple.”

“Should have known.”

Even the heat can’t bring down the burning energy they both seem to find during what’s left of their session.

#dadzawa #shinson #my writing #bnha #my hero academia #aizawa shouta #shinsou hitoshi

[lovelycatdraws]

When your dad is your favorite hero

#lovelycatdraws #fanart #bnha #shinsou hitoshi #young shinsou #he’s like 8 #yamada hizashi #yamadad #shinson #Loki’s art #eraserhead family

[yourlunarspice]

A Christmas To Remember: Hitoshi Shinsou's Eggnog

"Would you like to explain why you're up at 5 o'clock in the morning?" Aizawa fixed him with a glare, arms crossed.

"How does the saying go?" Hitoshi mused jokingly. "'No rest for the wicked'?"

Aizawa raised an eyebrow.

When Todoroki reveals that he's never celebrated Christmas, his friends take it upon themselves to make his first Christmas special, while reminding themselves how important the holiday is for them too.

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From the beginning!

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Christmas

First Christmas

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Food

Food as a Metaphor for Love

Pictures

Recipes

Todoroki Shouto is Bad at Feelings

Todoroki Shouto Needs a Hug

Todoroki Enji | Endeavor's Bad Parenting

Todoroki Enji | Endeavor Being An Asshole

Mentioned Todoroki Enji | Endeavor

Class 1-A Friendship (My Hero Academia)

Baker Satou Rikidou

Christmas Cake

Satou Rikidou is a Good Friend

Baker Midoriya Izuku

Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine

Midoriya Izuku is a Good Friend

Bakugou Katsuki is a Good Cook

Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot

Angry Pomeranian Bakugou Katsuki

Bakugou Katsuki is a Dork

Bakugou Katsuki is a Good Friend

Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou Friendship

Minor Bakugou Katsuki/Kirishima Eijirou

Kirishima Eijirou is a Ray of Sunshine

Kirishima Eijirou is a Dork

Kirishima Eijirou is a Good Friend

Cute Uraraka Ochako

Supportive Uraraka Ochako

Uraraka Ochako is a Good Friend

Shinsou Hitoshi is in Class 1-A

Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru

Insomniac Shinsou Hitoshi

Tired Shinsou Hitoshi

Shinsou Hitoshi is a Good Friend

Shinsou Hitoshi Deserves Happiness

Adopted Shinsou Hitoshi

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead and Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Adopt Shinsou Hitoshi

Married Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Training Shinsou Hitoshi

Past Child Abuse

Mentions of Blindfolds

Mentions of Muzzles

Eggnog

Father-Son Relationship

Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Deserves Happiness

#A Christmas To Remember #With Friends Like These Who Needs Bad Memories? #my writing #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #bnha #shinso hitoshi #hitoshi shinso #hitoshi shinsou #shinsou hitoshi #hitoshi #shinson #dadzawa #mha aizawa #aizawa shota #aizawa shouta #shouta aizawa #shota aizawa #erasermic #eraserhead

[sassypantsjaxon]

Reasons I'm a DadMic raising Shinson truther (part 3)

Everybody wants to talk about Aizawa training Shinsou following the sports fest, but nobody wants to talk about how Mic also saw his potential then

#my hero academia #bnha #present mic #yamada hizashi #shinsou hitoshi #dad mic #shinson #I'm telling you: #nobody better to train a vocal quirk than The voice hero

[ravenrissa]

A not-so-motherly encounter

(Part of the Aizawa-Yamada Family series)

Hitoshi has a family, and it’s the most precious thing in the world to him. Two dads who love and support him, and a sister who he adores with all of his heart. Hitoshi has never felt more secure. That is, until a woman claiming to be his biological mother pops up out of the blue, asking him to leave Japan with her and be with his ‘real’ family. Against Shouta and Hizashi's wishes, Hitoshi agrees to meet with his biological mother to talk things out in more detail in an attempt to get some answers to the unanswered questions about his family he's had for years, but what he learns is eye-opening and dangerous for his little found family.

Read chapter 1 here.

#erasermic family #shinsou hitoshi #hitoshi shinsou #eri #aizawa shouta #shouta aizawa #eraserhead #present mic #yamada hizashi #hizashi yamada #erasermic #shinson #ravenrissa #fanfiction #AO3 fanfic #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction #aizawa-yamada family #Read on AO3 #ao3 writer #AO3 Works #hurt/comfort #Angst with a happy ending #my hero academia #boku no hero academia