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artymcartist · 7 months
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BECAUSE I SEE NOTHING IN THE SHINOJI TAG
Have a piece I did for Oji's bday >:]
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mybabydenkikaminari · 2 years
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Fanfic’s Request
I AM EXPANDING MY WRITING HORIZONS THIS DAYS. SO I AM ACCEPTING REQUEST FROM THE SHIPS TAG IN THESE POST :D (if it's not in there it's not my main interest but I am open to writing new things)
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hitomashi · 1 year
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me reading every shinoji fic out there, gobbling em up like tic tacs
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mashoji · 5 months
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Strong boy lifting his boyfriend and being silly
(i love these silly reference poses)
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MHA FIC REC LIST
Because apparently this is a thing that people do; so, I’m going to list the best fics I’ve ever read as well as why, exactly, you should read them. It’s a very varied collection, but you’ll find a lot of dimension/time travel, as well as Todoroki-family centric fics here.
Dragonborne — Ojiro/Shinsou. Set in an AU where Ojiro’s quirk isn’t just Tail, but something insane and awesome, actually. This fic has incredible writing and a very compelling plot that gets PERFECT around the middle of the story; if you are someone who likes either Ojiro or Shinsou for no good reason, this is the fic focusing on them that you’ve been looking for. 125k, complete.
Mild-Mannered School Teacher/Adrenaline-Junkie Vigilante — Fuyumi/Miruko. Fuyumi becomes a vigilante and runs around vigilanting with Dabi, without realizing who he is; she gets a girlfriend along the way. Check this one out for a peak f/f ship and lots of Todoroki drama; funny and emotional at the same time. 136k, complete.
Back To Me — no ship. A story about Kurogiri finding Shirakumo, or maybe about Shirakumo finding Kurogiri. Either way, it’s a rollercoaster; mental conflict abounds as the man of mist tries to figure out who he is, and villain-hero conflicts aren’t exactly making doing so easy. 214k, in progress.
Quirked — Erasermic. Izuku travels to a parallel dimension where no quirks exist, and manages to bring a quirk along with him. Despite not having had one before. What else to do than to become a hero? This is the vigilante Izuku story to surpass ALL vigilante Izuku stories, full of fresh and interesting ideas as well as a carefully evolving plot. 133k, in progress.
Cracked Glass — no ship. Essentially a Promised Neverland AU, but it takes place in a dimension parallel to canon; when said dimension collides with canon, it begins the first chapter of a brilliant disaster. Ojiro stans, this is another fic just for you. If you’re not an Ojiro stan, read this anyway and become one. 192k, marked incomplete, but it more or less is finished.
Dermabrasion — Dabihawks. This is a world where Shouto goes looking for Touya, and wouldn’t you believe it, he finds him! Naruto is vaguely involved. No, that wasn’t a typo of Natsuo. SO MANY GOOD TODOFAM FEELS. God, this fic is excellent; really explores the dynamics of everyone in the family in wonderful detail. Yes, everyone. All the Todorokis get screentime here. 410k, complete.
make this feel like home — Tododeku. A story about the three younger Todoroki siblings trying to get along over the holidays; eventually, they drag the oldest brother in too. Short but sweet, funny, and hits you right in the heart. 26k, complete.
Cair Parallel — Shinsou/Kaminari. If you don’t ship them (as I do not) you can simply ignore that part; and it is beyond worth it, for this fic’s magnificent story. It’s gotta be one of the most creative things I’ve ever read. Modern no-quirks AU, but the gang plays dungeons and dragons; so many varied character arcs, all developing with an equal amount of focus, and so much humor alongside the complex relationships. If you’re of the opinion that Iida needs more fics where he’s a main character, well, I am too, so come check this out. 590k, complete.
Artificial Parenthood, Affectionate Brotherhood — no ship. If you read only a single fic on this rec list, read this one. It’s metaphorically every single chaotic Dabi-gets-deaged fic you’ve ever read, but combined into a vaguely coherent narrative that’s glued together by innovative word usage, that good old Todoroki angst, and Bakugou. There’s also time travel. There are so many thoughts in this story, and they’re all condensed tighter than a steel rope. I can read this again and again and again, and I still don’t know if I’ve found everything this has managed to express. Probably not. If I had to say the story was focused on anything, I’d say Dabi, Bakugou, and the escalating terror of existence. 208k, in progress. (the other fics in the series are worth a look, too.)
The World Ended Before It Could Begin (Time Doesn’t Heal All Wounds) — no ship. Shinsou time travels back from the Nomu apocalypse to save the world, and runs directly into a pre-Dabi Touya. Events proceed with a lot of confusion from there as Shinsou tries his best while trying not to rope his friends into danger as well (he does not succeed) and with no intention of gaining a family (he gets one anyway.) Lots of family feels and humor here; Touya goes undercover as Dabi at one point, which is hilarious. Also: duck feet. 72k, complete.
Lost In The Darkness — no ship. Shigaraki kidnaps Bakugou at Kamino, but instead of the events we all know, there’s an earthquake, and they both fall in a pit and die. Okay, they don’t die. They do become besties, though; a hero-villain team up that’s determined to change the world and recruit each other to their respective sides, Bakugou and Shigaraki are like a pinball machine that wrecks everything else around themselves for the better. The League attempts redemption, Midoriya and Kirishima try their best, and the Todoroki brothers get dragged into the situation one after the other. If one thing’s clear, it’s that no one’s life will ever be the same again. 394k, one chapter left.
Ignite to the Call — no ship. The dimension travel is premium here, my friends. A group of UA students wake up in a world that’s both similar and different to their own; where reality could have gone, if one thing had changed. What is that one thing? Surprise, no one knows! Featuring Izuku as Shigaraki’s little brother, Dabi as a guy who wants to know why Shouto froze him in an iceblock, a collection of teenage runaways and dangerous animals, one or quite possibly two ghosts, A Great Escape Plan, and copious amounts of kidnapping. 600k, in progress.
Bakugou Bewitched — no ship. I can think of no better way to describe this fic than the term Platonic Bakudeku; the friendship is strong in this one. In summary, Bakugou is inflicted with the curse of obedience from Ella Enchanted. (I’ve never watched Ella Enchanted.) It makes his life increasing flavors of difficult, and the relationship between him and Midoriya is the most twisted spiked thing, and also stronger than the hardest steel. These two are inseparable—to Bakugou’s great distress. If you want a fic that treats the Bakugou-Izuku relationship like the insane shard of intensity that it is without once touching the line of romantic, this is the one. There’s also lots of neat Bakugou family content, which I don’t see often. 155k, complete.
sunshine in the library — Shinsou/Izuku. A vampire AU with the most beautiful feels, this fic is coming for your heart, and dragging a new OTP along with it. The plot is best described as a bundle of awesomeness with Shindeku the main and magnificent focus. Featuring: Izuku as a guy way in over his head, Shinsou as the brooding vampire who needs some light in his life, and Iida and Uraraka as vampire hunters who are rather unhelpfully misguided. They’re trying their best. The plot that’s planned out for this fic is fifty two forms of brilliant, and I can’t wait to read it all. 46k, in progress.
Where your love has always been enough (for me) — Enji/Rei. Endeavor time travels after his death to twenty years in the past; to a time before he broke his family. He doesn’t break it this time. Endeavor redemption arc, and a Todoroki family where only the father holds the weight of what he had once done. Where sometimes there’s a second chance. I dunno, but maybe the Todorokis need a little less angst inflicted on them, every now and then, and positive emotions, instead. You’ll definitely feel positive emotions reading this. 160k, in progress.
This Is Why We Have The Rules — no ship. Kirishima makes an entire chapter worth of accidental innuendos, Iida almost becomes the overlord of UA out of sheer exasperation plus a lack of sleep, and Ojiro is the only normal student in class 1A. That’s it, that’s the fic, and it’s one of the funniest things I have read in my entire life. 8k, in progress.
Soulmates and Wormholes — Kiribaku, Tododeku. It’s a modern AU featuring the well-loved soulmates trope; but with a twist, and that twist is parallel universes. This fic is consistently hilarious throughout and tells a compelling story that only gets more and more interesting every chapter, and I cannot wait to see where it’s going. It’s excellent. 76k, in progress.
And that’s all for now! Thank you for reading!
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(A/n: Got some underrated bois on the mind🥰)
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Word Count: 792
Summary- When their crush started.
Warnings: None
Age Rating: None
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Shinsou Hitoshi and Ojiro Mashirao (Separate) x GN! Reader
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Hitoshi:
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When you defended him.
It was lunchtime when it happened. You were walking back to your table, food in hand when you heard the obnoxious voice of the one and only Monoma Neito. Normally, you'd ignore him and keep walking. Being in the same class as him forced you to be able to tune his voice out, but when you heard him say something about "dropping out" and "villainous" you decided that you'd interfere just this once.
Coming up behind him you see that he had trapped the kid with the brainwashing quirk from the sports festival (you think his name was Shinsou?) at his table. "Care to explain yourself, Monoma?"
Your voice causes him to jump. Shinsou was also taken aback, though he hid it far better.
"Y/n-Chan! I was just telling Shinko here" -You vaguely hear a grumbled 'it's ShinSOU'- "how it'd be better for both him and everyone if he left UA; with such an evil quirk-"
You don't wait for him to finish before you're pulling him face to face by his necktie.
"Listen here and listen good Monoma. I don't know what makes you think you're so much better than everyone else, but -news flash- you're not. In fact, since you want to talk shit and tell everyone how they're beneath you, how about I give you some stats: You're not even in the top 10 of our class. How's that for being bottom of the barrel? Maybe work on your own abilities -or lack thereof- instead of belittling others. People might actually like you then."
You let him go before turning to Shinsou. His mouth is open, staring at you with shock. "Grab your tray, you're eating with me today."
Mashirao:
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(pls I love him so much it hurts🥺)
When you partnered with him for a project.
"-projects are due next week on Wednesday. You're expected to spend class time as well as time off working on them. Partner up and shut up; anyone who wakes me automatically fails."
The bell rings, officially releasing Class 1A from Aizawa's seemingly permanently harsh stare.
Mashirao collects his things before filing out the door like his classmates. He's walking with Shoji through the halls when he hears what sounds like his name. Thinking he's just hearing things due to the loud, crowded halls, he returns to their conversation.
Until he hears it again, much closer.
He stops to turn to the person calling him only to be barreled into. Out of instinct he reaches out to catch whoever rammed into him.
Steadying you, Mashirao barely has time to register your form scrambling backward before you're bombarding him with apologies.
You bow an almost perfect 90 degrees as you ramble. "Oh, my god, I am so sorry Ojiro-kun! I was trying to catch up to you guys and wasn't expecting you to stop walking and-"
"Hey, it's alright, really. I don't think you would have almost knocked yourself to the ground on purpose." He cuts you off before you talk yourself into passing out.
Your mouth snaps shut, and you stand there silent for a beat before Shoji breaks the silence. "I'm... gonna go ahead and save us a seat in the cafeteria..."
With that Mashirao and you are left in the mostly empty hallway.
Another beat of silence passes through before he asks, "So, what'd you need me so urgently for?"
He's smiling but you still look embarrassed.
"I... I was wondering ifyoudbemypartnerfortheproject!"The last part of your sentence is mumbled, not unlike Midoriya when he gets in his own head.
"...Sorry?"
"I was wondering if you'd be my partner for the project?"
To say he was surprised would be an understatement. You were in the top 5 in class. Not to mention you're one of the most popular students in the entirety of the hero course. Why would you want to partner with someone like him?
He wouldn't mind getting to know you better, so he doesn't dwell on it.
"Sure! When do you wanna get started?"
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You are probably one of the best partners he's had to work with. You actually pull your weight with the project -adding your own ideas and opinions when necessary, all while not being a total stick in the mud. You ask for his thoughts on things and don't completely take over either.
You are also insanely attractive he notes pretty much from the get-go.
The way you laugh at his corny jokes doesn't help at all. Neither does the way you lightly smack his arm when he acts like a dork or the way that you furrow your eyebrow in confusion or pump your fist with a small 'yes!' when you finally figure that thing that's been eluding you.
Or the way that-
Oh. Oh. He's got it bad...
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rayukiriver · 1 year
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I have a little of ShinOji 💛💜 and their child i did two years ago If only i had ideas of what to draw with them
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awesomewithaustim · 2 months
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Chapters: 18/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Midoriya Izuku/Reader, Todoroki Shouto/Reader, Kirishima Eijirou/Reader, Shinsou Hitoshi/Reader, Kaminari Denki/Reader, Amajiki Tamaki/Reader, Sero Hanta/Reader, Iida Tenya/Reader, Ashido Mina/Reader, Tokoyami Fumikage/Reader, Yaoyorozu Momo/Reader, Uraraka Ochako/Reader, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia)/Reader, Jirou Kyouka/Reader, Asui Tsuyu/Reader, Shouji Mezou/Reader, Ojiro Mashirao/Reader Characters: Reader Series: Part 1 of A-Z
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friendly-reject · 1 year
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✼  ҉ ✼ DORM SHENANIGANS ✼  ҉ ✼
BNHA x Gn!reader
Warnings: Swearing, mild violence, mineta existing
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~Third POV~
It was the second week in the dorms, you had all settled in nicely, it was around 9am and everyone was awake, well except for you. You were passed out on your bedroom floor, seeing as you were up all night doing God knows what you were quite worn out so now you're just spread out on the black rug on your floor. Sleeping was ni- *BANG BANG BANG*, "WHAT THE FU-" You shot up instantly in a confused and agitated state, "OI DUMBASS GET UP, THOSE IDIOTS CAN'T COOK FOR SHIT AND I REFUSE TO TEACH THEIR USELESS ASSES" Bakugou screamed at you behind your door as you got up, flipped him off and got dressed.
Grabbing your phone and your Bluetooth headphones you pocketed both/ your phone and layed your headphones around the back of your neck. Exiting your dorm and closing the door as you rubbed the sleep from your eyes making your way to the kitchen area. "Alright, what'd you idiots need help with aga-" , you paused seeing the disaster the kitchen was in "Oh God what the hell, WHAT THE HELL IS THIS??" You panicked wondering how a group of UA students could mess up such an easy life skill, some mystery food was very much charcoal burnt, Midoriya was crying and Momo was clearly about to have a breakdown. " I just wanted our c-class to have a g-group breakfasSSSTT" She spoke to herself as she suddenly burst into tears. You ran upto her looking/up/down at her tearfilled eyes and awkwardly embraced her as chaos ran through the dorm, "Heyy, it's alright I have half decent cooking skills so I'm sure I'll be able to salvage whatever they were exactly aiming to make" You cringed as you spoke trying your best to not want to hurl than and there. "Alright, everyone OUT, I need this space for a whole hour and NO ONE interrupting me either please and thank you", You spoke clapping your hands and quickly got to work cleaning up before starting to cook.
Mesmerised by your efficiency in the kitchen Midoriya, Kirishima, Mineta and Hagakure stared at you with amazement and pure joy.
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With such extreme focus you prepared a breakfast to feed your entire class and left-overs, of course you didn't need to but you wanted to. You enjoyed/didn't enjoy cooking but/so you were happy to help with breakfast/ you did enjoy making sure your class was taken care of so you cooked anyway. "Food's ready! Come eat!" You called out towards your dorm mates as they all started rushing in like a stampede. You had prepared a variety of foods, ranging from hardy brunch or light smooth sides. "OH WOW! THIS LOOKS DELICIOUS L/N" Hagakure says with joy as you laugh and scratch the back of your neck "Thank you and you all know I prefer my first name even if we all aren't extremely close?" You respond nonchalantlly, feeling uncomfortable with people calling you by your last name even if it was respectful. "Oh right! Thank you for the meal!" Everyone but Bakugou shouts and bows their heads as they all start plating their food. Grabbing your own plate you sit down at one of the far left tables. Sitting just across from bakugou he snarled at you "Oi Q/B/N (quirk based nickname) what the hell are you doing?", He glared at you with egg hanging from his chopsticks, "Chill out Bakugou, I'm still tired I don't feel like making conversations with the others" You called back at him, stuffing your face with rice. 4 other plates slam down next to both of you. Sero, Mina, Kirishima and Kaminari accompanied you all chatting and eating.
You spaced out with food still in your mouth, Bakugou nudged your shin with his foot, shaking your head you swallowed your food, "Hm?" You tilted your head at him as he nudged his head towards Mineta harassing Ojiro and Deku. You gripped your chopsticks "What does this grape fuck want with them?" You stood up and slammed down your chopsticks, walking towards them but being stopped by Bakugou with him putting a hand just infront of your stomach, you glared at him but he only stared at the three of them leaving you confused but a flow of admiration gushed against you when you saw Ojiro himself grab mineta and throw him against a wall, "You're really annoying mineta, but atleast I was gentle" He said sitting back down and continuing his meal. You clapped your hands and sat back down also to continue eating, "Ya know, some of these idiots aren't that bad, but that doesn't mean I like anyone here!" Bakugou chirped at you while you chuckled in response "Yea yea, I know, so how's the food?" You asked sparking conversation, "It's decent, a little light in my opinion, besides I like spicy food alot more than regular food." He responded, you nodded  understanding his point of view "Oi, are you doing anything today Q/B/N? God knows these extras are more mindless than sheep" He questioned you, you and Kirishima definitely got along with Bakugou more than the rest of the class did with him. "Yea, I'm picking up my costume from Power Loader and Hatsume, got it fixed and added some simple support items nothing big but still took longer than normal adjustments" You explained as he took in the information "I'm coming with you extra" He spat at you,"I- You're what? Why?" You retorted in confusion, "BECAUSE I SAID SO NERD!" He shot up and yelled,picked up his finished plate to go wash it and went to get ready. "Damn Bakuhoe what's your deal" You whispered as you also went to clean your dishes. Mina and Kaminari started crying laughing once they heard your comeback "God Y/N that name was ge-", as you put your plate in the sink you noticed something, "WHO IN GODS NAME BURNT THE PAN THIS BADLY?!?" Your voice rang in everyone's ears. "Oh shit" Kaminari sweat dropped "I'm screwed" He squeaked out as he ran for his dorm. "Y/N NO" the class shouted, "GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE, I BOUGHT THAT PAN"  You ran after him.
Ah yes, another day in the 1A dorms.
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Hope you enjoyed :]]
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jbwashere · 7 months
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Getting back into a pattern >:D
I present Bakudan but it's a Beauty and the Beast au! The QPR continues to live on in this au, and I'm glad my brain was able to brainstorm a loophole. Also a bonus, they're doing a musical festival for charity or smth idk, I just wanted to add the canon equivalent of this au lmao.
I'm also very proud of the shading :>
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artymcartist · 9 months
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Quickly posting this to feed my people
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secretlyakobold · 1 year
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My Hero Ships
I'll preface this by saying I'm heteroflexible, mostly straight and just a little gay. So I tend to prefer straight ships bc I can relate to them more.
Ojiro Mashiro x Hagakure Tooru
Asui Tsuyu x Tokoyami Fumikage
Slight crack ship bc I think it's funny: Bakugou Katsuki x Asui Tsuyu. This could actually be good for him though, help him calm tf down
Midoryia Izuku x Uraraka Ochaco
Asui Tsuyu x Koda Koji
Iida Tenya x Hastumei Mei
Shoji Mezo x Melissa Sheild, I think they'd be good
Kaminari Denki x Jirou Kyoka
Crack ship: Shinsou Hitoshi x Bakugou Katsuki, so fucking funny
Midoryia Izuku x Aoyama Yuga, they besties
All Might x Dave, DaveMight for life
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hitomashi · 1 year
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shinsou? trans and autistic
ojiro? trans and autistic
I don't make the rules I just enforce them
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mashoji · 4 months
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I’m on my break at work but i’m literally going crazy
I love ShinOji so much you don’t even KNOWWW how important they are to me. They are my LIFE .
Sun and moon? Ojiro and Shinso.
Black cat and Golden Retriever? Shinso and Ojiro.
THEY ARE THE BOYFRIENDS OF ALL TIME !!!!!!!!!!! AND THEY KISS !!!!
Ojiro definitely had so many dreams about Shinso after the sports festival and it drove him crazy so he needed some exposure therapy. So when they got to train together it was like tehehe okay I can do this.
Shinso feeling sorry for what he did a little bit but acting unbothered but still so happy Ojiro forgave him and watched as Ojiro’s tail happily wagged to see him HEHEHEHHEHEHEH THEYRE BOYFRIENDS SO HARD.
they’re all i need. they are EVERYTHING
shinoji solos ur fav.
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l0stz0mbie · 3 months
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doodle page for sakurai and his harem- i mean his boyfriends
closeups under the cut :3
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thiefoflight68 · 1 year
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I Will Always Love You
Snippet of my latest Long FanFic
A fun Bakusquad/Bakudeku/OjiroxShinso story about a rock band and their antics, troubled past and new romances.
Phone buzzing, Izuku stopped pulling it from his pocket, “hey guys, it’s my uncle,” he ran catching up to the group. “I gotta take this.”
“We’ll be in this store here, come find us when you’re done.” Shinso started towards the door, seeing Katsuki follow Midoriya, he grabbed his arm. “He’s fucking fine for ten minutes.”
“Let the fuck go, you’ve been dragging me out shopping for a fucking month, I’m done.”
“No, you’re done when we find what we need. Fuck, come on, I have some new ideas for us.” Tugging him through the door, he shot a look back to Izuku, he was sitting at a small table by the front door. “See he’s right there.”
“Make it fucking quick,” Katsuki clicked his tongue, watching as Kiri and Sero were already pulling clothes off the rack.
“Fuck, I love thrift shops,” Sero pulled a leather cowboy hat off a shelf, “whaddya think Yuga?” Putting it on, he spun around for him.
“Get that,” Yuga pulled it off his head, putting it on his own.
“Oh yeah, fuck, we gotta get that,” Sero’s eyes wide, his man looked outrageously sexy.
“Here, try this on,” Shinso handed Katsuki a shirt and vest combo.
“What the fuck is this shit, I’m good.” He pushed it back to him.
“Just go fucking try it on already, ten fucking minutes, the band, remember us? Ten damn minutes.” Shinso’s face was bright red.
“I fucking remember you, but this is stupid.”
“Fine,” Shinso leered at Katsuki, thrusting his hips up against his body as he squeezed his firm ass. “Go ahead and cuddle up to that sweet hole that you can’t have. Get me that much closer to landing this one.”
“You’re getting really close to dying Freak, I’m not fucking kidding.” Ripping the clothes out his hand, Katsuki stalked to the fitting rooms in the back.
Digging through the next rack, Shinso could feel eyes on him, he spun around. “I know you’re my bodyguard, but could you fucking guard me by standing outside?”
“You’ve been pushing him hard Toshi, especially in the concerts, he’s gonna snap on you.”
“What the fuck do you know driver? I’ve known him since he was a pup, believe me I know how far to go with him.” Purple eyes gleamed, “talk about someone bending to a strong hand.”
“Bakugou?” Ojiro shook his head, “never, other way around, he needs a soft touch.”
“What are you? Some fucking psycho analytical doctor or something?” He glared at him. Turning back to the clothes on the rack , he tried to focus on what he was looking for, he felt him move closer. Shinso clenched his jaw, the fucker had pulled back from him so fast it’d made his head spin. He’d warned him, so it hadn’t been a shock, or so he thought, but the fucking whirlwind of emotions that had been cascading through his mind since that day had been a huge surprise. It really pissed him off.
“I know people, always have and right now I can see you’re angry, fucking going 100 miles an hour to destruction.”
“Well that happens when someone fucks around with me.” Shinso turned on his heel to move to the next rack, Ojiro’s hand gripped his arm stopping him.
“I didn’t fuck around with you, I stepped outta line for about two seconds, but if you recall I was clear about everything after that. This is my damn job.” Ojiro’s nostrils flared, his mouth set, “my fucking life.”
“So do your job and go outside and guard me, leave me alone. I’ll follow your rules and won’t be a dick to anyone in this store, except for Bakugou.”
“And me.”
Flashing him a fake smile, he smiled sarcastically, “and you.” He heard him breathe out heavily before heading to the door, the store beeper going off as he stepped outside. Squeezing the cloth of the shirt in his hand tightly, Shinso closed his eyes. He hated that the asshole never got irritated, that he couldn’t push him like Katsuki. He hated that he was so fucking close all the time, but mostly he hated that he couldn’t be with him.
“Hey Shinso, what about these boots? Check ‘em out!” Kiri pulled down some purple boots, “they look like Daphne boots!” He laughed running over to him.
“Fuck you Kiri,” he tried to shake himself from his thoughts. Looking at the purple boots, he blinked, “shit those are nice, what size are they?”
Taking his uncle’s call Izuku found a spot by a coffee shop next to the store they’d entered. The entire street was lined with strange shops, he spotted at least four thrift shops, a smoke shop and what appeared to be a men’s lingerie shop.
“Midoriya.”
“Hey Mr. Aizawa, what’s up?”
“Not good news, they blocked our first try, minors are protected like crazy in this industry, so we’re going back showing that Eighth is doing the same thing.”
“Oh, okay, any news on the release of the promo?”
“No, but someone leaked this morning that the tour is starting in three months, my guess it will be soon, probably in the next few weeks.”
“Meantime Eri just sits and waits.”
“At least she’s back in school now, something to do.”
“I guess,” Izuku frowned, he felt like Eri was being strung along, “I’m sure she’s not happy though,” his voice irked, he picked at the wooden table with his nail.
“I’m doing what I can!” Shota shot back. “Go read the contract yourself,” he snarled, “I left you a damn copy.”
“Sorry,” Izuku murmured, “I know you’re trying.”
“Look, this is going to be tough and it may never happen. She could be stuck in that shitty contract. The only other breach clause is defamation of character, that can be tough, I’ve never seen anyone go down for that.”
“Defamation?”
“To do something that ruins your image to the point of making no money, or fans leaving you. Usually with stars its the other way around, most fans go nuts over stars being stupid. The P.V.’s don’t even have it in their contract, hell, I want them to go around and fuck with stuff, gets them on the news.”
“Oh, yeah.”
Shota tapped his fingers on his desk, he could hear the disappointment in his nephew’s voice, he leaned back in his chair. “At least the P.V.'s are doing well, that video, nice job, looks like it made the top ten today.” He clicked on a webpage plastered with The Pointless Vandals, it seemed like they were everywhere now. “I also like the interview you did live with Todoroki, it’s been picked up by several international music outlets.”
“Really?” Izuku was happy for Todoroki, he hadn’t been able to scoop him with Eri, so an exclusive interview around the new video had been his way of apologizing.
“Really, I just emailed you some stuff, I’ve got three different countries asking for them to tour.”
Sitting up straight Izuku looked into the store, he could only see Sero and Yuga, “international?”
“Yeah, good job, I always thought it was Midnight with the Lollipops but maybe it was you?”
“NO, no it was Midnight, I learned from her.” He heard his uncle chuckle softly.
“I like managers that don’t backstab either. Midoriya, when you get back, if you’re dead set on going home, I won’t stop you.” Shota hefted a sigh, “but damn, you’ve got something here. If you gotta fuck him, do it, but could you think about where this band could go with you?” The silence on the other end was deafening, he smiled, “Okay, sorry, you’re the one, the wedding fund is going into place. Think about it though, okay? Look at the email and let’s work on dates.” He hung up the phone. Spinning around in his chair, he stared at the huge poster of the idiots. How did this fucking shitty band turn it around so fast? Could it really be his bumbling nephew? Whatever the reason, they were starting to fill the hole the Lollipops had left behind.
Tucking his phone in his pocket, Izuku peered in the store, he didn’t see anyone. Ojiro was leaning on the wall by the entrance. “They still inside?”
“Yep.”
Glancing at the male lingerie shop, Izuku thought for a moment, “do you mind telling them I went to buy a shirt? Text me if you leave, there’s something I want to look at for a moment.” He blushed a deep red, “alone,” he added quietly.
“Sure,” Ojiro smiled, “this street’s got everything.”
“Yes it does,” Izuku smiled wistfully, crossing quickly with the light.
Ojiro laughed, Bakugou was one fucking lucky bastard. Manager and band member seemed to be working, but again, they were on tour, in close quarters, what about later? He hoped Midoriya was thinking this through. Walking to the small café he bought an iced coffee. He felt a pang as another rush of emotions hit him, fuck, was he going to regret not pursuing the purple brat? He’d been so close to taking the next step, teetering precariously. Seeing him with another person had laid him low. He couldn’t shake the image of his arm around her waist, fuck, not a moment went by where he didn’t think about him, what might’ve happened. What if Vlad hadn’t thrown him a fucking lifeline and reeled him back to safety? He was thankful, even if it did hurt like hell, at least he knew where he stood now. His own life was easy, not twisted and fucked up like his. He needed to stay impassive and cold, it was his specialty, they didn’t call him the machine for fucking nothing. Swirling his coffee cup, he drank, letting the bitter liquid soak on his tongue.
The shop was small, sandwiched between a thrift store and a shoe store, Izuku looked in the window at the display of sexy G-strings for men. Kacchan had liked his jocks, he’d worn the pairs he had, Izuku sighed, but nothing seemed to entice him to play with his ass. At first, he’d thought it was because of his inexperience but lately Kacchan seemed to avoid his butt altogether, focusing on masturbating in every way imaginable. Grabbing the door handle, he paused, everything they’d been doing together was incredible but he’d hoped for more. Biting his lip, he glanced back across the street, maybe Kacchan just needed a nudge, he went inside before anyone saw him.
“Hey.”
A soft voice in the back of the store caught Izuku’s attention, a man stood in front of a pile of multi-colored underwear, he was clipping tags on them. “Oh, hi.” Izuku stared at all the merchandise, eyes wide.
“Need something in particular?”
“Um, underwear?” Izuku looked at the wall of underwear and clothing that were for all kinds of fetishes.
“What are you into?”
“Nothing like this,” Izuku pointed to a leather outfit with chains. “I’m looking for something that would be similar to a jock, but,” his face burned a bright red.
“Sexier?” the man laughed, walking over to a rack. “These are great, some in different fabrics and colors.” He waved him over, “let me look at you.” Izuku walked over to him cautiously.
“Look at me?”
A smile cut across his face, “your ass, lemme see it, that way I can pick something out for you.”
“Oh,” Izuku's cheeks bloomed another shade redder, he turned around pulling his pants tight around his butt. The man whistled low. Izuku looked in the mirror at himself, “what?”
“Fucking Shangri-la that ass there.”
“Shangri-la? You mean the city from the book?”
“Yeah, imaginary, made up,” he looked at his backside again. “Your ass, it’s like a drawing or something, don’t see many like it, round at the top, but with a full smooth curve. If you ever need a job, you could be a model for underwear like these, every man in the world would buy this shit if it was on your ass.”
“Um, thank you?” Izuku wasn’t sure to be offended or flattered.
“I’m flatter, so I go with that style there.” He pointed to another pair of underwear, “gives a fuller look, but you,” he glanced at his ass again, “just need to frame that Mona Lisa.” Laughing at his own joke he dug through the styles. “Whoever gets to see this on you is one lucky man,” he winked.
“I guess.”
“You guess? Believe me, he’s very happy.”
“I suppose, not sure,” Izuku mumbled. The man held up two pairs from the rack, his eyebrows raised.
“That wasn’t a very confident answer.”
“I like that one,” Izuku pointed to a black pair that had a thick netting fabric. The back appeared to be circular.
“Good choice, want to try it on?”
“Can I?” The attendant handed it to him.
“Try this one too, I think he’d like it as well.”
Taking both garments, Izuku followed him to a small closet that had been turned into a fitting room. “Thanks, I’ll be right out.” He closed the door and began undressing.
“Are you trying to spice things up with these?” The clerk waited but there was no answer. “Sorry, if I’m being rude, I’ll leave you alone.” He wandered back to his pile.
Letting out a sigh of relief as he heard him head back to the counter, Izuku pulled on the first pair and the guy was right, they framed his butt perfectly. If this didn’t move their sexual games to his backside, he was ready to give up. Pulling his pants back on he approached the clerk, “do you have any like these in red?” He held up the pairs he had tried on.
“Yeah, we sure do, they looked good?” He laughed as he caught the mischievous glimmer in his green eyes. “It's fun to seduce your man, right?”
“It is, and you’re right, I’m trying to spice things up, well more like get things going.”
“Going? Is your man not into those sweet cheeks?
“He says he is,” Izuku leaned on the counter and sighed, “but he doesn’t do anything, you know, from behind, he wants to go slow.” He laughed harshly, “honestly I’m getting a little desperate.” Izuku closed his mouth shut, he’d just spilled his sexual frustrations to a complete stranger.
“Go slow, what do you mean?”
“Well, we only do things from the front, um” Izuku played with the underwear, “he never touches my butt, well except for a pat or squeeze.”
“Uh, sweetie your man, he’s not a bottom, is he?”
“A what?”
The clerk thinned his lips, “oh honey, let’s back up and start with you. From this underwear that you're buying I’m guessing you prefer to be the one getting, well not sure how to say this even delicately, getting it?”
“OH! Um, I think so, yeah,” Izuku blushed, “I tried a few things once and it seemed to be enjoyable.”
The shopkeeper looked at him closely, “sweetie have you even had sex?” The flame of red on his cheeks answered his question. Eyeing him, he moved to another display, “let’s back up another step. As one bottom to another, let me help you out. If your partner is a top, and,” He looked at him pointedly, “you need to figure that out right away.” Shaking his head, he looked back inside the display. “If he is a top, and you’re a virgin, what you need to do is prep. He’s right in that regard, you gotta go slow and get ready. These are the best we have.” He pointed to a shelf in the cabinet.
“What are they?” The entire shelf was filled with various toys, “oh, I’ve seen these before.” Another wave of red washed over him, Izuku touched his cheeks, he was never going to be any color but red in this store.
“This one,” he reached into the cabinet pulling out a box, “it’s soft, not thick and has a small end, you could go jogging with this thing in, I started with this one.” Leaning down he whispered wickedly, “wearing one now.”
“You are!” Izuku couldn’t help it, he stared at his ass. “Sorry,” his eyes darted back to the plug.
“Don’t be, it sounds like you don’t have anyone to talk to, I really don’t mind,” he held up his hands, “look where I work. I’m basically a sex therapist, just a whole lot cheaper.”
“I guess so, but how does this work?”
“It’ll soften you up, it’ll make it easier for him and then, well maybe he won’t be as worried about the first time.”
“You said I could jog in it?”
“Yeah, sure can, might make you cum though, so I wouldn’t go out very far,” He giggled, pushing two across towards him.
“Wait cum?”
“They’re supposed to make things feel good, if it doesn’t, then honey, don’t stick anything else in there.”
“Oh, okay,” Izuku laughed nervously. “Why two?”
“Work up, not sure how big your man is, this one is small,” he lifted the first box, “and this one is bigger,” he pointed to the second one. “You need to get as close to his size as possible.” He pointed to a row of dildos, “any of these look like him?”
“Uh,” Izuku studied all of the items in the cabinet, “these are all too small.”
“Fuck,” he blanched, “it’s always the big ones, huh?” Walking to a shelf he pulled down another box, “you can add this to the mix but this might be more challenging.” He handed him a larger dildo. He watched as his green eyes grew wide. “More his size?” He chuckled.
“Yes,” Izuku nodded, “this is much closer,” adding it to his pile, the attendant went quiet.
“Closer? Okay look, you need to start wearing one of these today, like now.” Reaching up he grabbed a tube of lube, “I’ll throw this in on the house.”
“Now?” Izuku squeaked.
“Sweetie, if he’s a top, who’s that big,” he pointed to the dildo, “and you show up wearing that underwear, you need to get things ready.” Ringing him up, he pointed to a small door. “Bathroom in the back, holler if you need help,” he smiled.
“Thanks, I think I can handle this, are you sure it’s okay?”
“Why do you think we have a bathroom?” He shooed him into the back.
“Where the fuck is he?” Katsuki looked up and down the sidewalk.
“He said he wanted to go into a store he saw, something about a shirt,” Ojiro kept his face straight.
“Fuck,” he glanced into the store, Sero was still paying for his hat and some clothes for Yuga. “Which way?”
“He said he’ll text us.”
“Why do I feel like you’re both up to something?” Katsuki clicked his tongue.
“What the fuck do I care if he buys a shitty shirt?” Throwing his now empty coffee container into the recycle bin, Ojiro stretched. “How many more places is he going to drag us to?”
“Fuck, I don’t know, he’s in a damn mood, could take him a while to blow off steam.”
“This really does it for him?”
“Yeah, but he’s worked up hard right now.” He raised a brow accusingly at Ojiro.
“Don’t look at me, I didn’t do anything.”
“Maybe that’s his problem.”
“I’m a damn driver asshole, not some fancy ass musician or manager, I live a different life, so leave me the fuck alone.” Pushing into the store, he walked to the counter where Sero was laughing with Yuga. “What’s next?”
Holding his bag tightly in his hands Izuku came back into the small shop, he’d given up trying to stop blushing, it was impossible. The clerk beamed at him.
“Well?”
“Uh, yeah, it all fits.”
“That’s good, by the way be careful.”
“Be what?” Izuku’s brows shot up.
“Your ass, it’s nice, but because of your shape it’ll move things around a little more than usual, so you might feel it faster than others, get my drift?”
“Move things? Okay, I think I understand.” Izuku sighed, what had he gotten himself into? “Thanks for your help,” he pushed the door open to leave.
“Oh! And if he turns out to be a bottom, just use the dildo on him.” The clerk called out laughing.
Izuku stared at him for a moment, the thought of using the dildo on Kacchan just about dropped him to the floor. 
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