#shinsou x reader comfort

[kywaslost]

Hiya! I read your platonic shinsou fanfic and I was wondering if you could write a fanfic where y/n (fem please) is a pre-teen and gets adopted into the erasermic family but she has a fear of men, and she struggles to do things because she's worried she would look bad/they might do something. Thank you if you do xxx

You’re Safe Here - Shinsou Hitoshi

A/N: Now that I’ve written this entire thing, I’ve realized my dyslexic self read your request as mainly Shinsou. I feel stupid. I’m so sorry lol. If you’d like me to rewrite this I will. I was going to but I really like how this turned out. Please forgive me <3 I also used the prompts below that I found because I thought they’d fit the request.

Prompt/s Used: Lighting whumpee’s favorite candles, or listening to their favorite music, to tell whumpee that the space is theirs and that it will always be safe. / You don’t have to tell me. But if you do decide you want to. I’ll be here. / You don’t feel safe here, do you? 

After being tossed between foster homes for so long, you should be ecstatic to finally be adopted, right? Except you weren’t. You were petrified, to be honest. Usually, you’d meet your supposed new adoptive family and spend time with them while papers and forms were filed and signed, or at least that’s what you’d heard from other foster children throughout the years. But for some reason you were told to back your bags one day to meet your new family. And to top it all off, you were being adopted into a house consisting of only men.

It was a childish fear, to be afraid of almost every male on the planet, but it’s not like you can help it. Men from your past weren’t kind to you, resulting in an aversion to guys of almost every age. You avoided them when you could, fearing they would criticize you, or worse, use you. Being a young female in today’s society isn’t always easy, and you thought it would be safer to just avoid men as best you could.

You met your new fathers first. They were the ones to pick you up from the park where they agreed to meet you with your social worker. They seemed nice enough, but you couldn’t help but hide behind your social worker as they approached you.

“Excuse her,” your social worker smiled. “She’s a bit weary around men.”

“That’s alright!” The one with blonde hair smiled widely. “We understand!” The man was practically vibrating with excitement. So much so the man behind him had to place a hand on his shoulder. “Calm down, Hizashi. You are going to overwhelm her.”

You shot the black haired one a grateful look, thankful for his calmness. You were overwhelmed with anxiety and fear, and you couldn’t help but fear the blonde.

“I’m Shouta. Shouta Aizawa,” the second man said, crouching down a few feet in front of you.

“And I’m Hizashi Yamada!” The blonde smiled brightly, standing beside Aizawa.

Shouta slowly extended a hand out towards you, offering a small smile. “I understand that this is very overwhelming for you. A lot of new changes and new scenery, and I understand you are a bit afraid. How you feel is valid, I promise you. We will be here every step of the way to help you through it.”

You looked between the two men, then to your social worker. She just smiled and nodded encouragingly. Taking a deep breath, you slowly reached out and took Aizawa’s hand. That’s when your social worker patted your shoulder, then voiced that she’d be taking her leave now that you were in the hands of your new caretakers. Your breathing hitched as you watched her leave, panic slowly taking over your body. You jerked your hand back from Aizawa, pulling it to your chest without any thought, too caught up in trying to suppress an oncoming anxiety attack. 

“That’s alright, you don’t have to touch me yet. That’s ok, take your time,” Aizawa said calmly. Both him and Hizashi started to notice your growing panic, glancing quickly at each other before Aizawa stood. 

“Hey, why don’t we sit, yeah?” Hizashi offered, worry clear in his eyes. You nodded sharply, slowly following Hizashi over to a bench. He let you sit down before asking, “Can I sit over here?” He motioned to the other end of the bench and you nodded. You pulled your knees up to your chest, closing your eyes to concentrate on your breathing. 

Eventually you evened out your breathing and calmed your nerves ever so slightly. Uncurling yourself, you stood as you took in one last deep breath. Aizawa was sitting in front of you again, watching you closely. So was Hizashi.

“I’m sorry,” you mumbled. “I’m ok now.” 

The two men also stood. “Don’t apologize,” Aizawa said softly. “Take as much time as you need. We can sit here longer if you’d like?” You shook your head.

“You’re sure?” Hizashi asked and you nodded in response.

“Let’s get you home then.” 

You followed them to their car, freezing as Hizashi opened the door for you. You began to shake slightly again. Getting into the car encloses you with two men whom you barely knew. Needless to say, you were uncomfortable.

“Would you feel more comfortable if we walked?” Aizawa offered from the driver’s side of the car. “We aren’t too terribly far, it shouldn’t take too long. Would you feel safer if we walked?”

After thinking about it, you mumbled a quiet, “Can we?”

Hizashi responded, “Of course!” He turned to his husband. “I can come get the car later after patrol.”

You met their son later that night once dinner was served. It took a while to get used to the thought that you had a family now, and you spent several hours on the couch in the living room trying to grasp the fact that you were now living with three men. It calms your nerves to know that Aizawa and Hizashi were pro-heros, and their son was a hero-in-training, but that didn’t mean you were still on edge. You knew very little about your new family, and until then you would hypothetically sleep with one eye open.

Shinsou seemed nice enough, and he even watched whatever you wanted while your new fathers got ready for patrol. You assured them that you would be alright staying behind with Shinsou, and they apologized profusely for not being able to get out of work for the night. 

Once they had left, it was just you and Shinsou sitting in the living room. You were curled up on one end of the couch, and he was at the other end, giving you your space. You couldn’t help but watch him out of the corner of your eye, afraid he may make a move when you weren’t looking. The purple-haired boy noticed your staring, then turned his gaze from the tv to you.

“You don’t feel safe here, do you?” He asked. His question caught you off guard, and you didn’t answer. “Dad and Pa told me that you may be on edge for a while, that you had an aversion to males. I can only assume it has to do with childhood trauma? You don’t have to tell me. But if you do decide you want to. I’ll be here. I’m a good listener, and I don’t know, I always find it easier to talk to people closer to my age. And if there’s anything I can do to help this transition be smoother for you, please tell me.”

Tears brimmed your eyes as you looked away, nodding. “I think I’m going to go take a shower,” you said as you stood, hugging yourself tightly.

Shinsou nodded, eyes softening. “Ok. Do you remember where the bathroom is?” He helped you find everything you needed, even offering you a pair of his sweatpants and an old shirt to change into.

You took your time in the shower, even taking a moment to sit and cry. It had been a long and tiring day. You were so excited to have a permanent home, but still nervous given the situation. Once you had composed yourself, you stepped out of the shower and got dressed.

The house was silent as you stepped out of the bathroom, just as it was before. You could hear the TV in the living room where you assumed Shinsou still sat on the couch. Except when you entered the hallway, you could hear music coming from further down the hall. You made your way to your new room, not thinking much of it. Shinsou’s room was across the hall, so it could have been him.

You pushed your door open, standing still in the doorway when you took in the room. Your stuff was still sitting on the end of your bed, except now there was a lit candle on your night stand. And the music was coming from your room. A laptop sat open on the small desk in your room, spotify open and playing your favorite music artist. 

“I hope you don’t mind,” Hitoshi said behind you. You turned around to see him standing in the hallway. “Dad and Pa had a list of things you like, so I looked at it.” He smiled softly, putting his hands in his pockets. “I-I wanted you to know that this is your space. You’re safe here. So,” he chuckled, “the candle is, uh, it’s (fav. scent). And I made that playlist while you were in the shower.”

Your eyes welled with tears again. You couldn’t believe how thoughtful Hitoshi was.

“I’m adopted, too, and it was difficult for me at first. And dad did something similar for me. It helped me so I thought it’d help you.”

Shinsou froze as you dove into him, hugging him tightly. He snapped out of it quickly, though, and hugged you back just as tight.

“Thank you,” you cried into his shirt. “Thank you, Hitoshi.”

He smiled, so proud of you hugging him despite your fear. “Of course. Anything for my new sister.”

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[uravichii]

4:17 AM ー shinsou hitoshi

genre: fluff, heavy comfort in the end, self-indulgent !!

cw: (1) mention of "ma'am" i'm so sorry it sounded cute i couldn't help it. that's the only gendered term here tho :') this is for all u tired smarty pants girlies im giving u a bf who'll stay up with u 😡

shinsou hitoshi's favorite thing to do is staying up with you throughout every single one of your all-nighters.

whether it's for an exam, a shit ton of homework, or a group project which, for some reason, you're finishing all by yourselfー he's plopped there on your bed, perfectly behaved and quiet as you threatened asked him to be.

when you ask him why he's so insistent on accompanying you during these ungodly hours when you can't even give him a scrap of your attention at all due to your heavy workload, he simply shrugs and says:

"'ts fine. can't sleep in my own room anyway." hitoshi's lips slightly curve into a smirk. "plus, i like watching over you. you pout when you're focusedー did you know that? cutest shit ever."

you roll your eyes as you turn back to your laptop, frowning at the heaps of unfinished work left. "well, if you bother me, i'm throwing you out of my room, alright?"

"yes, ma'am." he obliges. "coffee service is an exception though, right? back rubs too... if that's not a bother."

you whip your head back at him with tearful puppy eyes of gratitude. it's taking everything in you not to mount your boyfriend right now and pepper his face with little kisses.

he snorts at your adorable expression.

"stop. don't look at me like that. i'm gonna want to snuggle with you, and you won't get any work done." he chuckles softly as you swivel your chair back to your desk. "let me know if you want anything else."

a few hours and two cups of coffee later, he's still there, watching as you hunch over your desk, nimble fingers typing incessantly on your laptop with the occasional cursing of familiar names under your breathー he's guessing you're carrying a whole group project by yourself again.

he glances at the time on his phone, and being the ridiculously observant boyfriend that he is, he knows the exact second you're about to say:

"okay!" you hoist yourself up, slamming your hands on your desk. it doesn't startle your poor boyfriend anymore at this point.

"power nap?" he guesses.

"just for 20 minutes."

"alright, c'mere."

you collapse into his open arms, melting into him as he instinctively starts rubbing circles on your back. he peeks at your already closed eyes. "hey, you set a timer yet?"

your eyes snap open, "oh right." you pull out your phone and clumsily make a few taps before you toss it away, not even bothering to turn it off. "'kay done. g'night."

hitoshi glances at the bright screen. "uh. sorry to break it to you, y/n, but i don't think typing typing '430' on your calculator's gonna wake you up."

"fuck." you jolt up and grab your phone again.

hitoshi watches as you make a second attempt to set an alarm, which seems to have magically disappeared from your phone.

"that's... that's the calendar, babe."

and then another attempt,

"you're dialing 430?"

"well, i can't find the damnー" you shove the phone to him and whine, "you do it!"

he snickers before pulling you closer, caging you in his long limbs and obligingly pulling the phone from your hands "alright, alright. i'll wake you up. you just take a nap right here, hm?" he gently pats your cheek twice before kissing your forehead. hitoshi has always had a habit of babying you when you're all sleepy and snug like this.

he doesn't actually let the alarm go off. you're obviously exhausted, burnt out, and a tad irritatedー the last thing you ever need is having your power nap cut short with that god-awful noise.

instead, you're woken up by your boyfriend rhythmically smoothing his palm down your arm, planting featherlight kisses across your sleeping face.

"y/n. babe, wake up." he gently lifts you up until you're sat up on the bed, your back laid flat against his chest as he wraps his arms around your waist. he props his chin on your shoulder and coos, "sleepyhead. c'mon, you can get all snuggly and cute with me when you're done. right now, you gotta get up and get that gorgeous brain working again. you're not done yet, are you?"

he presses one last kiss on your cheek before you eventually (and reluctantly) rise from the bed, dragging your languid feet across the floor until you reach your desk and start working again almost instantly.

you hear the pads of his feet across the hardwood floor as he walks over to you, draping his heavy arms around you and brushing his thumb against your shoulder, "coffee?"

you give him a tired smile in response.

this cycle repeats two more timesー you crawling in his arms for another power nap, him waking you up in the sweetest, most gentle way possible, and you rising from the bed like a zombie, getting increasingly worn out until you finally stop typing and pass everything barely on time.

you slip into hitoshi's arms again and nuzzle your face against his chest, "'t's done." you mumble, your exhaustion draining out your energy to even enunciate your words.

"really? that's good then." he strokes the back of your head, pulling you closer by your waist. "you okay?"

you instantly start weeping. "no, i'm so tired. i'm so fucking tired. i'm dying. i can't do this anymore. that group project took up so much of my time so i couldn't write my own essay well. i just bullshitted my way for the last two paragraphs. it's awful."

"hey, you never write anything awful, y/n. it's physically impossible for the y/n to write a bad sentence." he continues petting your head as he consoles you.

"i justー" you mumble, your voice muffled by his hoodie as you press your face against his chest, "i could've done a lot better if i had more time."

hitoshi sighs, soothingly rubbing circles on your back. he wishes people didn't expect so much of you. never mind how intelligent and reliable you areー he's sick of people exhausting you like this. aren't you tired, even a little bit, of people constantly taking more than what you can give?

hitoshi's lips pressed on the top of your head as he ponders.

"hey." he calls.

"hm?"

"what if i... extend the deadline for that essay? you know, 'convince' your teacher to set a more reasonable one."

you raise your head to meet his eyes. "what?"

he clears his throat, avoiding your concerned gaze, "what if i brainwashed your teacherー"

"no, i get what you were saying, but i don't think that's a good idea, hitoshi." you frown.

"look, if you're not on board with it, i won't force it. i can't help you with these essays, can i? no one writes as good as you, so i'm just trying to help in any way i can."

"but hitoshi, that's notー" a yawn interrupts your sentence, brimming your eyes with tears. you easily surrender to sleep and snuggle back on his chest, "yeah, you know what? do that. fuck them."

your uncaring teachers be damned. count in your group mates that may as well be dead weights too. sleep and your sweet boyfriend felt less irksome to think about. you'll worry about everything later.

hitoshi snorts at your easy submission, hugging your waist even tighter as he whispers sweetly in your ear, his voice deep and tired, "i love you." he presses a kiss behind your ear, "if only i was half as smart and brilliant as you, i would've helped you with these thingsー you know that, right? if i could write essays as well as you do and my talents were on par with yours, i would've helped you a lot more."

he lowers his head to peek at your adorable, sleepy face before attacking your cheek and neck with smooches, "but you write such beautiful sentencesー how do you do that? what's your secret?" you giggle, both from the validation and his loud smooches.

silence settles over you as you catch your breath from that burst of laughter. he gently strokes the back of your head, feeling comfort himself at the steady rise and fall of your chest against his.

a sleepy mumble of "i love you." was all you could utter to your boyfriend before you start to drift offー you'll coddle him in the morning when you have the energy.

hitoshi smooths your hair back and presses a soft kiss on your forehead. "i love you too. i'm proud of you, okay? if you ever feel like no one acknowledges how hard you work everyday, just know that i'm here, and i see you every single timeー i've never missed an all-nighter, have i?" he snickers, "no matter how delirious and insane you get during these hours, i'm always there."

you chuckle softly and sigh, brushing your thumb softly against his arm.

"hitoshi?"

"yeah? what is it?"

you pause in hesitation, but you say it anyway. hitoshi would love the idea more than you already do.

"what if you brainwashed my group mates too?"

hitoshi smirks proudly. this is when he knows you've been spending way too much time with him.

"give me their names first thing in the morning, babe. i got you."

special tag: this is for @escapenightmare who also recently carried a whole group project on her back gws <3

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[snowdropluck204]

How The Two of You Sleep - BNHA

PART 1

Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki would be the kind of guy that would completely deny any kind of affection until he really got his guard down, meaning, he is totally unconscious when he finally grabs you in a cuddle, one you will never escape! Mwahaha!

~ If only you knew how nervous he was! ~ How he didn't want to hold your hand in case he let off an explosion by accident and hurt you. ~ How he wanted more than anything in the world to hold you close to him but he didn't want you to hear how fast his heart was beating. ~ The two of you were sat studying, until you eventually got tired, already in your pyjamas, you grabbed your boyfriend by the elbow and pulled him into bed. ~ As you begin to fall asleep, Katsuki keeps his distance for a while, you were a bit upset, but felt sure he had his reasons, so you left him, choosing to sleep closest to the edge of his bed. ~ Once Katsuki had finally managed to relax, you could feel his arm wrap around your waist, he seemed to do it subconsciously, he pulled you away from the edge of the mattress and into the safety of his arms.

Izuku Midoriya

I can picture Izuku wanting to be as close to you as possible, but would be way to nervous to be able to do so! I definitely think you would be the one to initiate any affection, that includes while you're both sleeping.

~ 'What do I do!?' Izuku thought to himself, as the two of you were lying in bed, him still wide awake and panicking, you slowly drifting off. ~ 'They're really close! Do I try and bring them closer? Would they get upset and push me away? What if I give them space and they get mad and break up with me!? Think I don't want them! What the f-' ~ Izuku's brain rant was interrupted by the person in question. ~ You had gotten even closer, he could vaguely smell your hair, it was lovely! N-not that he was being creepy on purpose!!! ~ Not only had you gotten closer, you had cuddled up into his chest, your arms around his waist, soft puffs of air leaving your open lips. ~ Izuku's panic went away quickly, the warmth of your body calming him down, almost instantly.

Shoto Todoroki

Once again, I feel like Shoto would be super nervous about sleeping with you, even if the both of you know, it was JUST sleeping, but the thought of being so close to you, when the two of you had barely gone further than a peck on the cheek and holding hands, was making him a bit anxious…

~ Picture this: Shoto lying stock still in bed, wearing more clothes than usual, so as not to freak you out (I feel like because of his quirk, he would sleep shirtless, boy runs hot!), as you lie virtually on top of the poor thing, moving your head on his chest to either sit on his hot or cold side. ~Shoto would be the best to sleep next to during any season, he could tell when you were too warm or too cold and would adjust his body temperature to make sure you were comfortable. ~ It would take him a while to get used to the feeling of you being SO close to him, he could feel your breath against the skin of his neck and was sure you could hear his intense heartbeat. ~ But once he did get accustomed, he would gladly accept any affection you can give him, poor touch-starved baby, he would hold you as tightly as he can without waking you. Bonus! Shoto would wake up first every morning, making sure not to move you until you had gotten to sleep in, at least a little while, he would wake you up with little kisses all over your face, changing his temperature, tickling you with chilly smooches!

Eijiro Kirishima

Big Man Eijiro! Biggest cuddle bunny, he would definitely scoop you up and cuddle you, just because he wanted to! But he would also take 'No' for an answer, if you wanna be alone, he would leave you alone! Consent is super manly!

~ Eijiro could see you were feeling down, he wanted to make you feel better in any way he could! ~ "Babe!" He called, causing you to turn your head and gaze those sad eyes up at him. He walked over to you and picked you up, bridal style of course, most manly way of carrying his precious cargo. ~ "Let's go take a nap, been missing ya!" ~ With that, he takes you to whoever's dorm room is closest. ~ Eijiro sits on the bed and keeps you in his lap, his strong arms keeping you as close to him as possible. ~ Every time you try and lift your head, to protest or question, he gently places his big hand on the crown of your head and moves you back to snuggling up against his shoulder. ~ Eventually you got to sleep, your hands softly gripping onto your boyfriend's shirt. ~ Smiling at your peaceful expression, Eijiro settled down to sleep with you, making sure not to jostle you too much.

Denki Kaminari

No shame! Absolutely none! He will pull you away from conversations, hang up on your parents when they call to check in and get in the way of your studying until you're forced to nap with him! It's his right as the boyfriend!

~ "Baaaaaby!" ~ You could hear Denki calling you, sighing with a smile and already closing your Heroic History textbook. ~ You got up from your desk, making a nest of pillows so you could at least be comfortable when you were tackled. ~ Speaking of which, your boyfriend has found you… ~ Denki had opened the door to your dorm room, "You ready for this?" He asked with a smirk, trying to be flirty, wound up looking like the most adorable dork ever. ~ Rolling your eyes with a grin, you raised your arms, ready for the hug you would be receiving whether you liked it or not! ~ "YAY!" Denki shouted, before tackling you onto the bed, nuzzling your neck and trying to get as close to you as was physically possible, he was on top of you, your legs tangled with his, as the two of you settled into a nap.

Bonus! I can picture Denki getting either too comfortable, or too excited around you, especially when sleeping, that he would get a bit sparky. Tiny shocks have woken you up before, but you couldn't get mad when your boyfriend looked like he was practically purring!

Hitoshi Shinsou

Tired boy! Needs cuddles! Sort of like a mixture of Denki and Eijiro, he would steal you away for secret naps, especially after Aizawa's training sessions. You were going to nap with him, dead or alive… Sorry, too dark?

~ Hitoshi was getting more and more frustrated, upset that he wasn't able to find you and he'd looked everywhere! ~ He'd bothered your friends, your family, but seemingly didn't search the obvious place, the place you met up, literally everyday. ~ His dorm room… ~ "There you are." He was always a bit blunt when it came to the end of the day, he was way too tired for formalities, but he still greeted you with a light kiss and you guys chatted for a while, before he made his move. ~ He shifted you into his arms, happy with the way you were settled in his lap, against his chest, he was against the mountain of pillows and blankets on his bed. (You can't tell me he wouldn't have the comfiest room, other than Aizawa…) ~ He would get comfortable and be asleep in minutes, this was the moment you had been waiting for. ~ Hitoshi would never let you touch his hair, even though he loved it, it seemed too intimate to him, at least whilst he was awake, he was happy to let you do it when he was unconscious. ~ And you did, happily running your fingers through purple candy floss strands!

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[hopeluna-archived]

Izuku's version

Katsuki's version

Shoto's version

M.list

Husband Shinsou! with whom you have quiet late nights where your both in each other's arms, quietly talking about nothing in particular.

Husband Shinsou! whose usual stoic facade cracks into a small smile whenever someone mentions you in a conversation.

Husband Shinsou! who always has a gentle yet firm grip on your hand whenever you two are out, subconsiously tracing the ring that adorns your finger.

Husband Shinsou! who has a whole album in his phone dedicated to pictures he sneakily takes of you.

Husband Shinsou! who teases you relentlessly about the more "unflattering" pictures but you almost miss the way he smiles looking at them.

Husband Shinsou! who can't help but feel his heart flutter everytime he sees you in his clothes.

Husband Shinsou! who nearly gives you a heart attack by using his voice modifier in the middle of the night.

Husband Shinsou! who does not regret teasing you about it. Even when you send him off to sleep on the couch for the night.

Husband Shinsou! who definitely is still very much an insomniac and has trouble falling asleep most nights.

Husband Shinsou! who had trouble falling asleep but somehow sleeps like a baby whenever he has you in his arms as you run your fingers through his hair.

Husband Shinsou! who may look all cool and calm to other people but is actually a little shit who loves teasing you endlessly.

Husband Shinsou! who takes you out on quiet dates. Picnics in the park on a quiet spot, a cat cafe, a small diner he recently discovered. Hell, with him even your late night runs to the supermarket are dates.

Husband Shinsou! who will literally beg you on his knees to get a child 'cause as he says "its gonna make our little family complete".

And so the next day when you finnally give in, Husband Shinsou! is dragging you to the cat shelter.

Husband Shinsou! who always, without fail, comes home to have dinner with you. He vows to never miss a single one.

Husband Shinsou! who always gives you a call after getting back from his patrol 'cause he doesn't want you to worry.

Husband Shinsou! who calls you before starting his patrol to just hear your voice 'cause he knows every time he goes out there, it may be the last.

Husband Shinsou! who will damned if it isn't your voice he hears before starting patrol 'cause it gives him a reason to come back home to you, his home.

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Comments and reblogs are appreciated!! Do not repost or claim as yours though, its not cool.

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[pearl-blue-musings]

Am I okay?

Pairing: Shinsou Hitoshi x fem!afab!reader

Word Count: ~1.7K

Author’s note: this is heavily and I mean HEAVILY selfship coded as it’s yet again another personal fic. If you’re not new to my page, I’ve been very open about my physical trauma and this fic is no exception. There’s some smut at the beginning and some angst but with comfort. It’s what I would love to have happen someday if the situation were to arise. The words in red are what my assualter actually said to me and it’s still hard for me to hear to this day. I hope if there’s anyone who happens to have been in a similar situation like me that this finds them some sort of solace and comfort (aged up of course)

“Fuck kitten, you feel so good.”

Hitoshi’s voice is hot and heavy in your ear as he thrusts into you. The sound of his grunts mix with your sweet moans and whimpers, his lips latching onto your neck to stifle his own noises. His hips buck up into you fiercely, his grip on the headboard and pillow underneath you giving him leverage. Your ankles are locked on the back of his waist as your nails dig into his muscled skin. He feels so good above you and inside you, your cunt twitching and tightening around him.

You can already feel that coil inside you wanting to be released as it tightens and tightens. Your voice gets higher and higher the more he kisses and fucks your pussy. The muscles in your legs start to ache from wrapping around him and trying to hold back your own pleasure. Your toes curl as his cock hits that spot that has you seeing stars. “Oh fuck, baby,” you whimper out, back arching off the bed. You hear him snicker as he keeps his pace. For a moment, Hitoshi adjusts your position, placing your ankles on his shoulders and his hands on your hips. He’s hitting you so deep and it feels so so good. It’s addicting and you want more, you want to become undone for him. You love Hitoshi so much and he you, sharing this moment of passion that has been long awaited between the two of you. A warm and rough hand cups your face, capturing your attention so you’re under his lust filled gaze. You kiss his palm and to him you’ve never looked prettier. Under the moonlight, covered in sweat, eyes glazed over in pleasure, Hitoshi knows he’s a special man in order to see you in this way. His other hand moves to your clit and starts to rub at the swollen nub. A pleasure filled shriek leaves your lips and you drop your head back.

“Mmm fuck, I’m so close kitten. Are you close? I know you are, baby girl.”

His voice is like lavender infused honey, it’s smooth, sweet, and downright sexy. You nod vigorously and breathe out. “I wanna, fuck, I wanna cum.”

He leans closer, your tits and tummy bouncing in front of him. Your thighs are now pressed against your chest, keeping you in place. He can feel you leaking already all over his cock. The idea of you being pregnant makes his dick twitch even more. He huskily breathes, “yes, darling. Do it, cum for me.

“Let go for me, it’s okay.”

Let go for me, it’s okay.

“Pineapple! P-pineapple, pineapple!”

Your moans of pleasure quickly shift to cries and tears of sadness. Hitoshi perks up his eyebrows and whispers, “shit, shit okay.” His grip loosens on your body as he slowly pulls out of you. Although he was very close, he gently places your legs down and gets up and heads toward the bathroom. You hear him finish with a muffled groan, run the sink to wash his hands and a bath for you. He grabs a towel for you and comes back. You’re now, despite not being cleaned yet, wrapped up in the covers panting and attempting to stop yourself from crying. The bed dips under his weight but he doesn’t touch you just yet. You finally let go of the sheets and reach out your hand to him. A sigh of relief escapes his lips and he quickly pulls you into a hug. You cry harder into his embrace as you grip him securely. He begins to wipe the sweat and fluids off your legs and back, looking into your eyes for permission to wipe in between your legs.

You slowly open your legs for him, holding onto his arm as his free one cleans you. Your abs contract and ache from going from almost climaxing to crying. Hitoshi coos at you to breathe slowly and try to calm down your body. With a tremble in your lips you nod and blink away some tears.

With a low and soft voice he asks, “baby, what happened? I’m happy you used the safe word but what led there? Did I do something you didn’t like?” He places the towel to the side and brings you into his arms again, rocking you back and forth slowly. He kisses your cheek over and over as he waits for you to respond.

Sniffling, you shake your head. “No,” you say wobbly, “you were doing everything right.” You take a second to breathe and lay your head against his chest. “I, I’m sorry you didn’t get to finish how, how you wanted. I didn’t mean-”

“No,” Hitoshi shushes you with soft shushing sounds. His lithe fingers wipe away your fresh tears. “As much as I wanted to finish inside you, this isn’t about me right now. You used the safe word and when I heard that I stopped. It doesn’t matter what was gonna happen after that.” His voice is reassuring and comforting as you feel your heart rate finally slow. “Breathe with me, kitten. In, two, three, four, five. And out, two, three, four, five.” You follow and copy his movements, never once breaking eye contact. Once you both have similar heartbeats, you lower your head and move to the other side of the bed. With what you’re about to say, you’re unsure if you can face him right now.

Hitoshi reaches out and grazes the skin of your back. “Kitten…”

“I need,” you breathe out. “I need to tell you what happened. You remember how I told you how I was… back in undergrad.” Hitoshi finds himself nodding, moving a little bit closer to you so you can hear his quiet yes. “I was,” you sniffle, “I was so out of it. He, he drugged me and we were at my place…he drove my car. And when you told me to “let go, it’s okay” it reminded me of when he said it to me and I thought,” your voice breaks as you huff. “I thought I was okay but I can still hear him in my head. He’s still there, touching me, violating me, and and…” Your voice trails off with a stutter as you break down and cry once more. Behind you, Hitoshi tries to contain the rage he feels inside for you while also feeling guilt for saying something so triggering. He pulls you into his chest, rubbing at your arms for reassurance and comfort.

Hitoshi lets you cry, kissing your cheek softly. You buckle completely under his embrace, legs falling limp as you lay your weight against him. He gets up from the bed, momentarily leaving your side as he then picks you up, one arm under your legs and the other around your back. He walks you out of the bedroom and toward the living room, where he sets the two of you on the oversized beanbag chair. The two of you fall easily onto the furniture and lay your head on his shoulder. In your head, you’re secretly happy you bugged your love to buy this very very large beanbag chair. You didn’t think it would be used like this but you’re not upset about it.

Using their bluetooth speaker, Hitoshi quietly asks the technology to play some soothing instrumental music to help soothe and not disturb their neighbors. He finally feels you calm down completely and he begins to hum lightly. His voice lulls you to sleep and eventually sleep finds him too.

The next morning, you’re alone on the beanbag chair and the smell of your favorite breakfast wafts in the air. You yawn and stretch widely, realizing a new bundle of warmth had joined you. On your lap is your two year old cat, waking you up more by purring and making biscuits on your covered legs. Amidst the sizzling sounds of his cooking, he hears your shuffling and brings you a mug of warm tea and a kiss on top of your head. “Good morning,” he rasps. “I see our bundle of joy has decided to wake you up.” You nod tiredly with a stretch as you grab the mug on the end table. You take a sip and immediately feel your muscles relax. The honey is stirred in to perfection and the taste is exactly what you need. You get up slowly and head toward the kitchen. You go toward the cabinet holding your medicine, place the mug down in order to get your pills. Once you’ve taken them, you drink more of your tea and just watch your boyfriend cook the two of you breakfast. He’s confidently shirtless with his pajama bottoms hanging low on his waist. You smile gently, setting the tea at your spot on the dinner table and wrap your arms around him. He jumps slightly, then rests his hand on top of your interlocked ones. “It’s almost ready. Did you miss me already?”

You nod into his back before giving the bare skin a peck. After a few minutes, the sound of the sizzling dies down and he lowers the setting on the stove. He turns around to wrap his arms around your mid back, running his fingers up and down your back. He sighs loudly, a sign you know that he wants to say something. You rest your chin on his chest and give him a nod of encouragement. His eyes shine with love as he pulls you closer into him. Hitoshi coughs. “As you slept, I found myself unable to. I stayed with you as long as I could, making sure you were asleep soundly.” He pauses for a moment to kiss the top of your head, his voice getting caught in his throat. “I looked up support groups for victims of ra- umm, sexual assault. Kitten, listen I think you should join one. They’ll help you better than I can and,” his voice trails off as a couple tears fall down his lashes. Your hands squeeze him tightly as you feel his stomach and chest heave from his withheld cries. In this moment, he wants to protect you, be there for you in every way possible. You don’t need him to finish his sentence, knowing that he spent time wanting to help you is all you need.

#shinsou hitoshi #shinsou smut #shinsou angst #shinsou hitoshi x fem!reader #shinsou hitoshi x reader #shinsou hitoshi smut #shinsou x reader #shinsouuuu #mha smut #mha angst #shinsou comfort #my writing #i did the thing

[thetwomeansofrefuge-musicandcats]

Hitoshi Shinso Headcannons

Fluff:

He loves to make playlists for everything with you

He will call you babydoll or pretty boy

Be prepared for compliments all the time

He loves sleeping next to you

He will send you cat memes or photos to start a conversation

He'll take you on dates to the humane society and animal shelters

He's a quiet observer so he'll know your habits better than you do

Angst:

He struggles with anxiety and depression

If he's too deep in a spiral he'll be snappy with you

He won't think he deserves anything about you so he'll self-sabotage your relationship

Comfort:

He's highly observant so if you start acting weird he'll know just like that

He will apologise with desserts and chocolate

If you're sick or on your period he'll get you your favorite coffee or tea or other drink

He's not big on pda but if you touch him he'll reciprocate

No discrimination whatsoever. He loves all body types, he loves all sexualities, he loves all genders.

This man quite literally can't wrap his head around things like racism, homophobia, transphobia, fatphobia, etc.

Spicy:

Ass and thighs and stomach guy

Anywhere on your body that's a good cushy pillow is his favorite

Body worship hardcore

Sometimes he'll be vanilla other times you aren't walking for a good day or two

He will lick your cunt for half an hour and still be going

He makes you look at him through everything, it doesn't matter what it is, you are looking at him one way or another

Maybe bondage, he might be a bit wary at first because he doesn't want to hurt you ever

His kinks: daddy kink, mommy kink, praise kink, and choke kink

#mha #boku no hero academia #my hero acedamia #my hero academia #bnha #my hero #bnha shinso hitoshi #bnha shinsou #my hero shinso #shinso x reader #shinso x y/n #mha headcanons #shinso fluff #shinso hurt #hitoshi shinsou #shinso comfort #shinso spice #shinso smut

[iisasarcasticlittleshite]

How about Tokoyami, Shinsou, Tenya, and Sero with a playful childlike s/o who always smiling (like they could have literally be in a serious fight and they’ll be cracking jokes and giggling throughout).

I started writing this last night and don't have time to finish it this morning, so sorry, we're missing Sero. I'll try and come back and add him after work.

Tenya gets migraines with you and your coping mechanism. You are his precise opposite, seeing rules as a suggestion and life as a reason to have fun.

Even during fights, you're laughing in villains' faces and providing witty one liners. He'll admit to cracking a smile every now and again, particularly when you've verbally roasted the enemy, but still you can't always treat life like a joke.

People are three dimensional, no one's happy 100% of the time, so when that crash does happen, Tenya has a way of being there.

He doesn't gawk at the lack of a smile on your face, or try and get you to laugh again, he lets you breathe, with no pressure to be your "usual self", you get to relax, truly relax.

Tenya invites you to his room to do your studying, claiming he's created the optimal environment for it in his dorm.

It usually results in you being so comfortable you end up spilling your guts to him, or falling asleep somewhere utterly random.

Tenya never complains, keeps inviting you week after week, to give you that little moment where you don't need to be the jester.

Shinsou won't lie, it was downright annoying at first.

Both you and Kaminari, high-energy balls of go go go!

He doesn't know how you do it, he's tired just looking at you, always with that infuriating...gorgeous, sunny smile on your face. You have the audacity to light up the world without really trying, you make a joke out of everything.

In grave situations though, that sense of humour of yours turns...sinister.

"Welp, we're getting our asses kicked, but at least we're doing it with style!"

"Sure, let's all march into the corridor of destruction, I'm sure Bakugou won't laugh too much as he blows us to teeny tiny pieces!"

"My ass is going to get firmly kicked, but hey, we're learning right?"

The sarcasm was on the mark every time, and you didn't seem to care that Jirou levels you with the death glare to end all death glares, it's all in good fun.

Your humour sometimes alienates you, Shinsou's seen it, but it never seems to be reason to make you stop. That smile turns out to be your little rebellion of self, and Shinsou loves you for it.

Tokoyami was drawn to you from the start, which made you quite the ironic pair. You were a ray of sunshine, almost literally (bonus points if you have a light based quirk), and he...was not.

He tries not to be dower and depressing, he does have a sense of humour, and you have a way of making him laugh in the oddest situations.

Hawks took you both on for the workstudy and ended up meeting the bloody dynamic duo, you blend seamlessly together and help each other keep up with the feathered menace. Alone, either of you is a force to be reckoned with, but together?

People joke that the two of you are joined at the hip, but you can't help it when there's an innate comfort in his presence, he doesn't even have to try.

The quiet moments are his, when you both fall silent in your room and just...exist together. Sharing space while occasionally sharing a thought, there's never any pressure in each other's presence.

Someone made the mistake of claiming the two of you shared a braincell once, and you've never let it go.

Your running joke is: "Sorry, can't talk right now, Fumi has the brain cell."

Fumikage picked up on it, and now his response when everyone looks at him funny is: "I won't be giving it back until you promise to stop using it for evil."

#bnha #my hero academia #my hero academia comfort #fluff #tenya iida x reader #hitoshi shinsou #bnha tokoyami #fumikage tokoyami x reader

[alienaiver]

cw; hurt/comfort, toxic family dynamics, cutting parents off, soft ending

you sniffle as you press yourself further into shinsou's shirt, trying to contain your tears but failing miserably. it feels gut-wrenching to keep them back so against your active will, you let them flow. shinsou's hand rubs gentle circles onto your back, not entirely sure how to comfort you in this situation.

he's no stranger to unhealthy family dynamics and even the story you've unveiled for him through the time of your relationship has sounded eerily familiar to what his home was like before he became an orphan.

"am i a terrible child?"

his heart skips a beat at the question before he feels a boiling anger rise to his head. not at you, not at the question itself, but at your parents for making you feel like this.

he coos gently as he kisses your forehead, trying to sound calm, "no, they're terrible parents."

his certainty, the determination in his voice makes you flinch before you hide again. you're flustered at being an adult crying like this to your boyfriend, but deciding to go no-contact with your parent proves incredibly hard as their presence keeps haunting you like unrestful ghosts.

he kisses your forehead again and you let out a new series of sobs. he so badly wants to help you through this; he sees the flinching when your phone rings, the name familiar on the screen. he sees the dysregulation in your stability when it's brought up. he sees the way you curl in on yourself whenever you have to defend your choice.

you willingly orphaned yourself and some people have made you out to be the villain.

but what child - no matter how old they may be - would willingly want to lose their parents, if not out of a desperate need for survival?

your parents messed up, not you.

he says this as he pulls you closer, into a tight hug. you squeeze your eyes impossibly tighter, feeling hot from the embarassment of complaining about your parents when you know how his abandoned him. you're priviliged and spoiled, right?

it's like he reads your mind because he presses a kiss to your wet cheek and pulls your head up by the chin to look into your eyes, "our situation's not the same. you looking out for yourself is neither terrible nor selfish of you. i am so sorry that they do not appreciate you for who you are, but i'm here for you, and"- he tugs a strand of hair behind your ear and wipes a tear from your cheek with his thumb -"whatever terrible thoughts are going through you right now, i am not thinking any of that, i promise you. you deserve to have your boundaries - which are very basic, by the way - respected. you've tried, you've communicated, you've given chances. you haven't given up on them without a fight, so this is their own doing, okay?"

your underlip wobbles as another fat tear spills from your eye, but you nod and lean into him again, inhaling his scent as you try to unclench every muscle. it's going to be okay. you're not alone in this.

"they made their bed." you say finally, hiccuping as you take deep breaths. shinsou nods, "yeah, and they're grown adults who've made choices. i know it hurts - but you're not alone."

"thank you hitoshi."

he smiles and kisses the crown of your head, "i'll always be there - together with all your friends. we see you and we support you. you deserve better."

he wants to tell you that family isn't blood, that he could be family, that he wants to be family but you're overwhelmed right now and this is not how he's planning to propose; the ring's already hidden in his locker at the agency, waiting for one of your friends to finish a crocheted commission of your cats that he'll need to make his plans perfect.

he knows a husband isn't a substitute for having a mom or a dad, but he hopes he'll always make you feel loved and appreciated when he one day becomes your family.

#UUH HI. i had a . uhm. family thing today and im COPING #this was written on my phone so idk the word count and i apologize for any typos!!!! 🥺🧡 #bnha x reader #shinsou hitoshi x reader #bnha comfort #nohr.bnha #nohr.writing #comfort tag

[summerinthecloudsx]

laying on the grass in the middle of a thunderstorm when best friend Shinsou walks up and very calmly lies down beside you. Doesn't stare. Doesn’t talk. Doesn’t joke about you or the weather or anything. He just stretches out next to you and places his fingertips close enough that you can grab his hand if you want. He doesn’t care that his clothes are soaked. He doesn’t care that other people are definitely watching and judging the two of you. All he cares about is giving you the option to have company while you sort out whatever needs to be sorted within you. I think out of everyone, Shinsou is the best at letting you feel and process your emotions. Because he’s there to talk and give advice if you want it, but he’s also there to just sit with you through the difficult moments.

#we love a man whose presence alone is sufficient #shinsou isn’t the type who demands your happiness #he just wants you to be genuine however you feel #summerthinks #reader insert #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha angst to comfort #bnha comfort #best friend shinsou #hitoshi shinso #bnha shinsou #shinsou drabbles #shinsou x reader

[kywaslost]

A/N: I don’t know what this is, to be honest. It was going to be self-harm comfort, because these past few weeks have been extremely hard for me, but I just kept writing and it turned into this. Idk, I’m just really craving some Shinsou comfort right about now. If you’ve been keeping track of my other posts, I’ve been having a super hard time right now with the loss of a teacher that meant the world to me, so I’ve been super scatterbrained while writing. I’m sorry for the monstrosity this has become.

Also, it’s platonic. Shinsou and Reader are adopted siblings. They become close, so that’s why I wrote it this way.

Warnings: self-harm, mentions of abusive family, nightmares

You were the newest addition to the Yamada-Aizawa family. Aizawa brought you home after rescuing you from your abusive family, and you were incredibly shy. Luckily, your new family understood it. Aizawa quickly discovered your social anxiety and sat with you all night after a patrol on his couch. You wouldn’t leave his side, and he understood. He let you curl up next to him, lean against him, and hold his hand when you got too anxious. He even slept out there with you the first few nights when you were too afraid to sleep in the room Hizashi and Shinsou put together for you.

But the time came when Aizawa had to go back on patrols, and Hizashi had to go back to his radio show. The two men wanted you to feel comfortable in their home, especially during the night, so they introduced you to Shinsou. You’d met him on your first night in, and had seen him around during the next few days, but you never spoke to him. Not until Aizawa and Hizashi sat the two of you down together.

It was a calm afternoon. Hizashi was putting groceries away in the kitchen as well as starting dinner. Shinsou was sitting in the armchair playing on his switch, and you were curled into Aizawa’s side reading a book, one of the few belongings you brought with you to this new home. Aizawa was working on lesson plans for the upcoming school year, occasionally scratching your head lightly.

After 20 minutes of everyone doing their own thing, Shinsou rolled off of the chair and onto the floor, turning his switch off in the process. Aizawa chuckled at him, asking, “What was that?” The purple-haired boy shrugged, reaching out to pet one of the cats that rushed over to him. He sat there a moment before standing, brushing the dirt and cat hair off of himself.

“I’m getting a drink,” he stated, then turned to you. “Would you like something, Y/N?” You stopped reading and looked up at him slowly. This is the first time he’d spoken to you.

Water, you signed. Aizawa and Hizashi made it clear that everyone in the house knew JSL since Hizashi was slowly going deaf and didn’t always have his hearing aids in, and Hitoshi went through periods of time where he’d go mute, so JSL was a major form of communication in this house. You didn’t know much, but Hizashi was slowly teaching you how to say certain things.

Shinsou smiled, nodding as he left the living room. He returned a minute later with a bottle of water and a glass of soda, plopping down on the couch beside you. He set his glass down on the coffee table, then handed you your water. He offered a small smile as you took the beverage, then reached for the tv remote. He flipped through the channels, searching for something to watch. Eventually, he gave up and began looking through the several streaming services they had.

“What do you want to watch Y/N?” he asked, turning to you. You looked up from your book, and Hitoshi caught a glimpse of what you were reading. “Dear Evan Hansen? I love that book!” he beamed, moving to sit cross-legged to face you. “Have you read it before? Or seen the movie?”

You flinched slightly at his outburst and Aizawa began scratching your head again, side-eyeing the two of you. He didn’t want you to get too panicky.

You sat in silence before nodding, mouth opening slightly as if you wanted to speak but couldn’t. “Both,” you muttered quietly.

You didn’t notice, but Hizashi had stopped preparing dinner and was standing at the entrance of the living room, absolutely beaming. He shared a smile with Aizawa. You had said maybe two words in the few days you’d been there. They knew it’d be a process, but nevertheless, they were so excited when you finally used your voice.

Hitoshi didn’t show it, but he was excited too. He’d been watching you the past few days, seeing how you’d react to certain things. He was preparing himself to talk to you. He wanted you to be comfortable around him, so he sat back for a while. Now you’re talking to him. You didn’t even talk to Hizashi!

“That’s awesome!” he smiled. “We should totally watch it again together!”

“Well, Hizashi and I will be returning to patrol tonight,” Shouta commented. “You could do it tonight if you’d like.”

“Yeah!” Mic chimed in. “You can make a fort! Or just a massive pile of blankets and pillows! I just bought popcorn too.”

Hitoshi turned to you with a massive smile. “What do you say?”

You smiled too, offering a small nod.

Aizawa and Hizashi were beyond grateful for their son. They were afraid of how he’d feel gaining a sister, and even more afraid of how she’d feel around them all. So when Hizashi and Aizawa left for patrol that first night, they pulled Hizashi away for a special talk.

“Stay with her,” Hizashi instructed.

“And if something goes wrong, call us immediately,” Aizawa continued. “She’s been having nightmares, and doesn’t sleep easily, so if she falls asleep I’d feel more comfortable if you’d stay with her.”

“Dad, papa,” Hizashi smiled. “I think I’ve got it. I was once her, ya know.” Aizawa and Hizshi ruffled the boy’s hair and pressed a quick kiss to his forehead.

“We’ll be back in the morning.”

Hitoshi saw the two men out the door before returning to you, who was curled up in the corner of a couch. “Would you like to help me make a nest of blankets?” he asked kindly. “I know where the softest blankets are.” You nodded hesitantly, standing up. Hitoshi smiled. “Great! Let’s go!” He reached a hand out to you. “Would you feel more comfortable if you held my hand?” You looked at him, and then his hand.

“Please?” your voice was soft. You took his hand and let him let you deeper into the house. He led you into a bedroom. The walls were a light gray, and it was somewhat bare.

“This is your room,” Shinsou stated. “We put a lot of soft blankets in the closet for if you’d ever need them.” He turned to you. “This room is ready for you when you are. I know we’ve already shown you around, but my room is right across the hall, and Dad and Pops’ room is at the end of the hall.” Shinsou opened the closet and pulled out an armful of blankets. “Could you hold these for me?”

You nodded, taking the blankets from the boy. He then led you across the hall and into his room. You watched as he pulled the blanket off of his bed, then stacked all of his pillows on top of each other to carry to the living room. You followed him, and helped him set up in the living room. When the two of you finished setting up, you settled in the giant fluff pile. Hotishi returned with snacks, popcorn, and water.

2 hours and 17 minutes later and you and Hitoshi both were in tears. Used tissues were flowing out of a nearby trash can. You took in the sight and giggled. Shinsou looked at you in shock. In the time you’d spent here, you hadn’t laughed. It caused him to smile.

“Thanks for agreeing to watch this with me,” he said gently. He looked down and hugged the cat that had been sitting in his lap for almost the entire movie. “I know it’s scary, suddenly moving to a nontoxic environment after being in one for so long, but I think you’ll really like it here. Dad and pops love you.”

He heard a sniffle, and shot his head up in worry. You were crying harder now, and something told him it wasn’t because of the movie. “I’m sorry,” he said quickly. “I didn’t mean to bring back bad memories or anything-” He was cut off when you hesitantly held out a hand. Shinsou started at it for a second before smiling gently and taking your hand in his.

“Thank you,” you muttered, wiping your tears away. You took a sip of your glass of water, avoiding Shinsou’s eyes.

“I,” Hitoshi hesitated. “I’ve been through a lot. So if you’re ever struggling, with anything at all, you can talk to me. If you’re too scared to go to dad or pops, you can come to me.”

“Hug?” he almost didn’t hear you. But he did. And he opened his arms, pulling you against him. The two of you sat there for who knows how long. The only reason Hitoshi moved was because your weight depended on him fully. He peered around your head to see you passed out on him. He smiled softly and leaned back to make you even more comfortable.

From then on, you stuck more to Shinsou instead of Aizawa. You’d sit next to him during dinner, and stay by his side when he’d hang out in the living room. He even got you to finally sleep in your own room by sitting with you until you fell asleep, and then he’d head to his room. The only thing you asked was that he left his door cracked open, as well as your own. He was happy to do so if it made you comfortable.

One night in particular, he had just stepped into his own room after you had fallen asleep. He hadn’t been sleeping well lately, and it all piled up and he was ready to knock out and sleep for a week. Hitoshi flopped onto his bed, crawling under the covers and burying his face into his pillow. He was nearly asleep when his door creaked open, and he poked his head out from the covers to see one of the cats. He sighed and went back to sleep.

You woke up several hours later in a cold sweat, tears dripping down your face. You couldn’t breathe, and your whole body shook. You inhaled sharply, trying to comprehend what was going on. You looked around. You were in your bedroom. The door was left open, like you asked. You could see the purple LED lights coming from Shinsou’s open door, and jumped out of bed. Aizawa and Hizashi were out on patrol, and you really didn’t want to be alone right now. You tripped over your blanket, falling onto the bed. You kicked the fabric off of you and bolted across the hallway.

Shinsou was dead asleep in his bed, a cat resting on his chest. It stood up at your entrance and made its way over to you, meowing. You kept your attention on Shinsou and noticed that he had headphones in.

Your breathing hadn’t settled and it was getting harder to stand upright. The world was moving around you, and you braced yourself on the side of the boy’s bed. Your added weight caused Hitoshi to stir, pulling his headphone out of his ears. It allowed him to hear your struggling breathing, waking him up. He opened his eyes groggily, looking around his room. His eyes settled on you in your panicked state, and he immediately moved. Shinsou sat up and moved closer to you on the bed.

“Y/N, what’s wrong?” he asked groggily, but still panicked. He reached out to put a hand on your shoulder, but stopped himself. What if you didn’t want to be touched? He didn’t get the chance to ask though, because suddenly you were pressed against his chest, tears soaking his shirt. Hitoshi quickly wrapped his arms around you, rocking you side to side. The cat that was once laying on top of him now sat beside the two of you, rubbing its head against Shinsou’s arm.

He let you calm down before speaking again, pushing tear-drenched hair away from your eyes. “What’s got you all worked up?” he asked calmly. You tried to speak but you only choked over your own breaths, causing you to panic again. Shinsou gently took your hands in his and lifted them up. “You can sign, too. Remember what pops taught you?” You nodded your head and wiped at your eyes.

Night Terror, you signed. Really bad.

“Oh,” he replied. “I’m sorry. I get them really bad, too.” He stood up from his spot on the bed. “Can you walk?” When you nodded, he led you out into the living room, grabbing his blanket along the way. He sat you down on the couch and tossed his blanket onto you. “Tea and TV helps me come back down to earth,” he smiled gently. “I’ll be back.”

True to his word, he returned a few minutes later with two cups of warm tea, handing one to you as he sat down beside you. Shinsou turned on the tv, then opened Netflix. “I usually turn on anime,” he said. “One that I’ve seen before, so I don’t miss anything if I fall asleep. What ones have you seen before?”

You pointed to the tv, then held up the number 2.

“Demon Slayer,” Shinsou smiled. “Good taste! I’ll turn that one on then.”

The two of you continued to sit in silence as the show started. As it went on you leaned more and more into Shinsou’s side, slowly calming down. The panic attack/nightmare took a lot out of you and it was catching up to you. You don’t remember much after that.

A month or so passed and you had adjusted well to your new home. You learned that Aizawa, Hizashi, and Hitoshi all loved you, and were willing to help you through everything. You knew that, but you still refused to ask for help in certain situations.

Your old parents had tried reaching out to you. You didn’t want to open their messages, but did so. You had gotten a new phone number, but your email was still the same. You saw several emails from both your mother and father, and the little preview made your heart drop. You opened them, reading them slowly. They wanted you back home. They called you names, called you worthless and in need of a lesson.

It was the final line of both emails that scared you the most: We are going to find you, and then we’re going to kill you.

You knew they held no real power, and your new family would protect you, keep you safe. But they couldn’t keep you safe from yourself.

You had a few bad habits from your childhood, ones you wish you could forget. And you had forgotten them when you grew comfortable with your new family. But with these emails, your habits came crashing back at full force.

The clock on the wall read 3:14 a.m.. Hitoshi was the only other person in the house, asleep in his room. It was one of the rare nights where he got a full 8 hours of sleep, and you didn’t want to bother him. You had begun sleeping with your door closed, and so did he. It allowed you to sneak into the bathroom without being caught.

You were leaning against the porcelain sink, hands gripping the edges. Silent tears streamed down your face, pooling at your chin and splattering down into the bowl. You looked down to see thin, red lines along your upper thighs, crying even harder when you added another one, and then another. Your exacto knife slipped out of your hand as you slid to the floor, a sobbing mess. You were sitting on your heels, back bent to bury your face in your knees as you cried. You wanted to scream, to yell and sob as loud as you could.

The door beside you opened slowly and you cursed yourself for forgetting to lock it. But it’s too late for that now.

“Y/N?” The voice was soft and concerned. “Wh-” Shinsou cut himself off when he saw the drops of blood near the sink. His eyes drifted over to the bloodied knife not too far away. “Y/N?” his voice was a whisper, shaking with fear. You were still on the floor, sobbing harshly into your knees. The purple-haired boy immediately dropped down in front of you. His breath shook as he thought of what to do. He tried to pull you to a sitting position, but you wouldn’t move.

“Come on Y/N,” he pleaded, beginning to cry. “Look at me, please. Please look at me.” He tried again, and succeeded in pulling you into an upright position. His eyes immediately drifted to your legs, taking in the various red and white lines. They weren’t deep enough to cause any harm, but that didn’t mean they were harmless. They showed just how much you had been hurting.

“Hey,” he cooed softly, moving one hand off of your shoulder and to your cheek, wiping away your tears with his thumb. He offered a watery smile. “It’s ok. You’re ok.” He pulled you into a hug, holding you tightly against his chest. One hand held your head against his neck while the other ran up and down your back.

“Don’t tell dad,” you choked out. “Please.”

Shinsou didn’t speak until you had calmed down, leaning on him with all of your weight. He let you lay there, moving you so you were propped up against him but he could still reach under the sink to grab the first aid kit. Hitoshi silently began cleaning the wounds on your legs, holding you just a bit tighter every time you whimpered. He then dressed the wounds to keep them from reopening or getting infected.

“You can come to me, you know,” he said quietly. “I’ve,” he hesitated, “I’ve been here before. I’ve done what you’re doing.”

“Really?” you whimpered.

“Yeah.” Hitoshi sighed. “I didn’t have a really good home life before I was adopted, too. And I did exactly what you’re doing now. Only I did it in my room, and I had lost track of time. Dad and pops came home and pops had come to check and see if I was ok. He does that every night, in case you didn’t know. But he caught me, but in the end I’m grateful he did.” Shinsou’s eyes brimmed with tears again. “I don’t know what lengths I would have gone to if it wasn’t for them helping me.”

“I’m sorry,” you whimpered. “I didn’t mean for you to find me.”

“Hey now,” Hitoshi said softly. “I’m glad I did.” He moves to support your back with one arm as the other slides under your knees. He pulls you close to him as he stands, carrying you to his room. He gently placed you down on his bed. Hitoshi stepped away for a moment, digging through his dresser. He pulled out a pair of gray sweatpants and a t-shirt, turning around and handing them to you.

“Put these on,” he instructed. “I’m not leaving the room, but I’ll be in the corner.” Hitoshi shifted to face the corner, head leaned against the wall and eyes closed. You giggled slightly before changing into your brother’s clothes. It felt nice to be in something else. You hummed softly to let your brother know you were done, and he sat down beside you on the bed.

“You need to rest,” Shinsou commented. “And I’m not letting you be alone right now. I’d like you to stay here with me, please.”

You didn’t argue, instead offering a nod and nothing else. Shinsou guided you to lay down between him and the wall, laying his weighted blanket over you. He sat in bed, leaning against the wall behind the bed. He turned to you, “I’m not sleeping, but you are. I’m the insomniac in this house.” He huffed out a quiet laugh. He then turned to you and his eyes softened. “Will it bother you if I read?” You shook your head, watching as Shinsou reached to grab a book from beside the bed.

“Good night, Y/N,” he said softly. “I’m right here if you need anything. Always.”

A few minutes passed and although your eyes ached and your head throbbed from your crying, you couldn’t sleep. So you shifted to lay your head on Shinsou’s lap, looking at his book. Shinsou relaxed slightly, and let a hand fall to card through your hair. Within seconds you were out like a light.

There was a knock at the door before it creaked open. Hizashi poked his head into the room, sighing with relief.

“There she is,” he muttered. The man leaned against the doorway, arms crossed. He offered a soft smile to Hitoshi. “Hello, ‘toshi. Can’t sleep?”

The purple-haired boy shook his head, closing his book. “No, something happened,” he said quietly. He looked down to your sleeping form, head still in his lap. He ran his hand through your hair in hopes of keeping you asleep.

“Everything alright?” Mic asked, eyebrows furrowed in concern. “Do I need to call Sho? He’s not off patrol yet.”

Hitoshi shook his head. “I can tell him later, or you can.” His purple eyes shifted from you to his dad. “It’s N/N.”

“Is she ok?” Hizashi asked immediately, sitting on the bed by Hitoshi’s knees. “Was it another night terror? Panic attack?”

Shinsou shook his head again. He then went on to quietly explain the situation, tearing up a bit. He kept his hand running through your hair, calming himself down. Hizashi began to cry as well, looking down at you.

“Thank you for telling me,” he said sorrowfully. “I’ll definitely need to talk to Shouta, and her. See what we need to do to help.” He pushed hair away from your closed eyes. “I hate that she feels this way. That you felt this way.” Hizashi’s green eyes met Shinsou’s. “Are you feeling alright, little listener? Any urges or thoughts?”

“No pops,” Shinsou said with a sad smile. “I’m alright. I’m just concerned for Y/N. I don’t want her to go through what I had to go through.”

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[natsu-nz]

☆Moments of Safety☆

Shinsou Hitoshi always tries his best to make sure you are safe and comfortable with him.

There are many moments when he does certain things that make you feel even the tiniest bit safer. You notice these little things he does and it makes you love him a little more each time.

☆ Standing a little in front during a conflict

When you are in trouble or caught in a heated argument with Shinsou by your side, he steps in front of you to somehow lighten the weight of the other person's words. He wants to direct the problem to him so he can solve it and get you out of that situation. When you can't deal with the argument, he notices how you back away behind him when he steps in front. He knows it helps.

☆ Squeezes his hand when holding yours

When feeling uneasy while holding hands with Shinsou, he tries making you feel better by squeezing your hand ever so gently. He doesn't want to hurt you but by doing it softly, he can still give you that relieving feeling of remembering someone is by your side. He wants you to know he is there with you and even if he can't help you out directly, he's always there to lighten the load of the conflict.

☆ Directs conversations to another subject

Shinsou isn't a talkative person but when you're stuck in an uncomfortable conversation with someone else and he's there with you, he will try to help you out. He'll casually change the subject to something else so smoothly. Sometimes he'll invade your conversation to get the unease off your shoulders. He'll help you get out of the conversation whether it be by changing the subject, intervening or just getting you to walk away.

☆ Notices the small changes in your facial expressions

Shinsou is not an extroverted person, he doesn't talk with others much and he doesn't interfere with people often. Noticing the small difference in expressions was one thing he picked up from staying quiet all the time. He can notice the change in your face when you find yourself in an uncomfortable situation. Once he notices this, he will make sure you're okay and try his best to help out any way he can. You wonder how he always seems to know when you're feeling down or uncomfy.

You notice all these little things Shinsou does when you're uncomfortable and you appreciate each little habit he has. You love how he always tries to help out in these situations even when he isn't a social guy. They never fail to make you feel safer and appreciative to your thoughtful boyfriend.

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[snowdropluck204]

Their SO Comforts Them - BNHA

PART 1

Katsuki Bakugou:

I think that, even in a relationship, Katsuki would really struggle to open up about his problems, especially to you. He wants to be your hero and therefore, he can't have any weaknesses. But you want to be the person he can rely on and he doesn't quite get that yet…

~ Katsuki stormed into his dorm room, slamming the door behind him which caused him to flinch, reaching up to his neck to yank at the tie he was forced to wear. ~ Family dinners were the worst. He and his mom would fight, his dad would try to get involved only to get screamed at to butt out. Everything would just wind up loud. ~ Especially when quirks got mixed in. ~ When he got mad, he would use his quirk instinctively, then it would get worse when his dad joined in and his mom's shouting. ~ Altogether, things would be loud. His ears would be ringing from the decibels of his and his father's explosions and every noise after that seemed amplified. ~ The train ride back to UA was dreadful, the speaker overhead calling stops, the bustle of the station and the constant clacking of the wheels on the rails. He just wanted some quiet. ~ Which is probably why he got upset when you knocked at his door, flinging it open and barking, "What!" ~ You're used to this, I mean it's Katsuki, but something seemed off. "What happened?" You asked, he shrugged and went back to getting changed into something more comfortable, throwing his clothes aggressively into the hamper. ~ Letting out a quiet giggle, you sat by him on his bed and took his hand, "That bad huh?" ~ Katsuki appreciated your company, but he didn't want to complain at you, instead he pulled you down as he lay on his side, his arms wrapped around you from the back, his face in your neck and your hand reaching back to run your fingers through his hair. ~ And that was how you stayed for the rest of the night, but as you were drifting off, you could've sworn you heard a whisper. ~ "Thank you."

Izuku Midoriya:

I think that even though he's a bit of a crybaby for the first year he's in UA, he grows past that as he gets more serious about his upcoming career, but the one time he would need comforting, is when you get severely hurt.

~ Izuku ran to the infirmary, 'The one time, the one time you weren't there to look out for them and they get this badly hurt.' He thought to himself. ~ Now he knows you can take care of yourself, against almost anything. But today you guys were in different sections of the USJ, taking on the parts you hadn't done before, you had chosen the landslide zone. ~ You were paired with Iida, who had tried his hardest to get you out from under the debris before it crashed but he just wasn't fast enough. ~ When Izuku found out, he had hardly heard what was said, he knew you had been in an accident in training and you were in the infirmary, but now he wished he had stayed to find out how bad it was. ~ Crashing through the door of the infirmary, sweating and out of breath, he saw you lying in bed, tired but conscious with a few bruises and scratches. Nothing too bad. ~ Seeing that you were okay, he collapsed to his knees by your bed. ~ "Zuku?!" You cried, worried about him, obviously. You grabbed his shoulders and pulled him to lie next to you in the infirmary bed. ~ He lay against you, trying his hardest to keep most of his weight off of your injuries, but he had his head on your chest as you stroke his hair, the comfort of your heart beating and your soothing voice telling him that everything was alright was helping him massively. ~ He hadn't noticed that he had begun to cry. ~ "Izuku! Don't cry," You fretted, "Look at me, I'm fine, see?" You kept fussing over him, leaving him to chuckle at your concern. ~ "I'm supposed to be taking care of you, not the other way around."

Shoto Todoroki:

Obviously Shoto has a lot of problems at home and because of them he wasn't allowed any kind of familial affection in case it 'messed up his training'… Freakin' Endeavour… But I think that because of that, Shoto would be hugely touch starved but so unused to affection, he doesn't know what to do when it's bestowed upon him by you, wonderful person!

~ Shoto didn't know what he was doing here, I mean, you had only started dating recently, but he felt like he needed to see you. ~ His father had pushed it too far today, his entire torso ached, he was covered with bruises that he was lucky his clothes covered, except for the busted lip he acquired when he tried to argue back. ~ That's what led to him to being stood outside your house, his fist lifted to knock, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. ~ 'What if they get mad at me for coming all this way for no reason? What if they're not home? What if-' ~ His thoughts were cut off when he heard his name called from behind him, he turned to see you walking towards the door with a bag of groceries. ~ You had a big smile on your face, but it instantly faded when you saw your boyfriend's lip. ~ Shoto saw you'd noticed, but ducked his head down. ~ "Shoto, what happened?" You panicked, opening the front door and pulling him by the hand, leading him into the kitchen. You left the groceries on a table and sat your boyfriend down. ~ You began to bustle around, looking for the first aid kit your parents kept and some ice. In the meantime, Shoto occupied himself, playing with his fingers, his thoughts once again racing. ~ 'They're going to hate me. I've caused them trouble. They're going to break up with me.' ~ As his thoughts got worse, he hadn't noticed the tears filling his eyes and spilling down his cheeks. ~ But you did. ~ You lifted his cheek, a soft smile on your face as you wiped his tears away, being careful not to hurt him. ~ He wasn't used to this, he hadn't felt anyone touch him so gently since his mother was still at home. That thought made the tears keep falling. ~ Realising he seemed to have opened a floodgate, you took his hands and wrapped them around you, holding him close as he muffled his cries in your shoulder. ~ It took him a while to calm down and for the most part he was silent, except for the same phrase he kept repeating. ~ "Thank you… for staying."

Eijiro Kirishima:

Eijiro's was more difficult for me to think up, but I think I have a decent idea… Eijiro felt the lowest right before he joined UA, he felt scared and weak and didn't feel comfortable in his quirk. I feel like the biggest point he would need comfort, would be when he is feeling this way again.

~ Eijiro was so happy, he had spent the Saturday out on a date with you, the two of you had gone to the arcade, the mall, out for lunch and then went back to his dorm room to watch a few movies. ~ He always felt the most at ease when he's around you, but that night, after the two of you had fallen asleep during one of the movies, Eijiro felt that ease slip away. ~ He'd fallen asleep with one arm around your waist, your head on his chest, but subconsciously his arm started to tighten. His eyebrows furrowed and he grew more and more upset until he bolted upright in bed, accidentally bringing you with him. ~ Waking up a bit abruptly, you looked up at your boyfriend to see what had happened, but he was clutching fistfuls of his hair and breathing heavily, looking frantically for something until he found it. ~ You. ~ He scooped you up in his lap, crying streams that you could feel dripping onto your back as you tried to soothe him. ~ "I thought-" His words kept getting cut off by his panicked breathing, "I didn't mean to! I didn't mean to!" He kept repeating. ~ Once he had calmed down, his sobbing had lessened into hiccups, you asked him what had happened. ~ He told you he'd had a bad dream, that you were taken from him, he went to save you and he won, but when he was holding you close, relieved that you were alright- ~ "My quirk activated on it's own… I hurt you…" ~ He was so upset, but you tried to reassure him. ~ You took his hands and traced them down different parts of you, your face, your arms, your legs. Constantly whispering that you were fine. ~ "I feel safest when I'm with you." You told him, snuggling into the bed and holding your arms out for him to lean into, he did as you set up another movie. ~ "I love you so much pebble."

Denki Kaminari:

Yay! My baby! So I love Denki, so this was fairly easy to daydream about. I picture Denki getting home or back to his dorm room absolutely drained by the school day. I think he is secretly really insecure about school and his grades and that sometimes, he doesn't like being the funny guy, the guy people can laugh at and he won't say anything…

Note: I mention Denki having an Attention Disorder and learning difficulties.

~ School had always been rough for Denki, he did okay in middle school but with the added classes for the hero course, he couldn't keep up, he had some of the lowest grades in the class and he struggled to understand when he was taught by Bakugou… ~ Sighing as he made his way to his partner's dorm room, he rubbed the back of his neck thinking about the last few hours. ~ The day started out great, before he lived in the dorms he hated waking up for school every day, like, yeah he could see you but there was something missing. That thing was seeing you with bedhead and wearing his shirt as pyjamas. Yeah that was definitely it. ~ After breakfast, they got to homeroom, he sat at his desk and you sat on top of it, he would show you some memes he'd found in the ten minutes you'd been away getting ready. He just loved having you close, holding your hand. ~ But then classes started, maths was okay, but then English and Japanese and Hero Laws, History… It was too much that he didn't understand. ~ He knew his friends thought he was dumb and most days he could deal with that, but he was worried you did too. You seemed so smart, you took your notes, trying to make them as neat as possible, you answered questions pretty confidently in class and people went to you for help with topics they didn't get, but he didn't feel he could. ~ He didn't want you to know just how much he struggled. Not just with classes either, most days he didn't mind when his friends would call him dunce face or laugh at him when his 'yay' mode took over but today was just. Different. ~ So with a heavy heart, he plodded to your room, he knocked your secret knock and waited for a response. You invited him in, you were sat at your desk getting some homework out of the way, Denki groaned at the sight of quadratic equations, stomping over and covering them with the comic books and manga he had brought and left here. ~ "No. No more work, no more school. We can worry about that later, right now. I need you to sit and cuddle me!" He demanded, crossing his arms and looking at you with a pout as he sat on your bed. ~ Giggling at your boyfriend, you happily sat on the bed and got into what you two called Cuddling Position #4 (of twelve), you lay down on your back, supported by pillows and Denki promptly flopped down, burying his face in your chest. He had his arms draped around your waist and probably his hands trying to creep up or down, whilst you put on a show you two frequented and played with his hair. ~ "Bad day?" You asked after half an hour or so. ~ Denki sighed, "I just want to be able to do what you guys do, you make school and hero stuff look so easy, but when I'm in class I want to be here with you, but when I'm here with you I'm thinking about class… ~ "I just want to be less stupid." ~ Feeling your hands squish his cheeks, he looked you in the eye as you looked into his. "You are not stupid. We just haven't found the right way for you to understand it, we'll get there." You told him, pressing your lips to his slightly squished ones, leaving him to smile a love sick smile. ~ "Yay…"

Hitoshi Shinsou:

I think that Shinsou would distance himself from everyone around him when he is upset, no matter what he's upset about. I also think he would get really stressed about his position in UA and his training with Dadzawa.

~ Shinsou sighed as he hid away in his dorm room, he felt bad hiding from you, it killed him avoiding you for so long, he wanted to be near you, hold you, talk to you about your days. ~ Everything was getting a bit too overwhelming, he wanted to get into 1-A so badly, he was already determined to get in, but when he saw you in the Sports Festival, he knew he had to get to know you and try harder. ~ He did get to know you, now you were dating and it was the best decision he'd made since joining UA, but now all of his free time was taken up by Aizawa and his training sessions, he didn't get as many chances to hang out with you anymore and recently, he was making excuses to get out of those times too. ~ Honestly, he was struggling with the secret training sessions, he was also trying to keep up with school work and his own physical training, he was so stressed out and all he wanted was to talk to you, but he was worried. ~ He was worried his negative energy would affect you, that his whining would lead to you avoiding him or worse, a break up. ~ Hearing a knock at the door, he knew it was you, but he didn't answer. ~ "Hitoshi, I know you're there. I just wanted to check on you, I haven't heard from you in a while, I was getting worried…" ~ Wincing, Hitoshi stood from his bed, hesitating before opening the door, seeing you, wearing one of his hoodies over your uniform. 'This is hell, I can't ignore them when they look this cute!' ~ Letting out another sigh, he turned away, looking out his window to try and avoid your gaze. ~ "I didn't want to bother you, I'm just…" ~ He couldn't finish what he was trying to say, he couldn't even figure out what he was trying to say. ~ Hearing a small exhale from behind him, he didn't have the heart to turn around, this actually worked out best for you as you walked up and wrapped your arms around him, hugging him from behind. ~ Hitoshi startled slightly, placing his hands over yours, "Kitten, I-" ~ "You don't have to tell me, I know you're getting stressed out, but you don't have to hide from me, I'm here if you need me." You told him, moving to lean your chin on his shoulder. ~ It was silent for a while until you heard sniffling, "You okay?" You asked concerned. ~ Hitoshi had started crying, a soft cry, but had a large grin on his face. ~ "Yeah, I'm fine, I was just being stupid, I know I could've gone to you, I just got scared." He said quietly. ~ Giving him a squeeze, he leaned back into you and playing with your fingers, "Thank you for always being there."

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[hopeluna-archived]

We lose brain cells when we are together....

Being best friends with Shinso Hitoshi

Characters: Shinso Hitoshi x reader (platonic)

Content: fluff, crack kinda?, little bit of Izuku Midoriya x reader, reader is a crackhead 'cause why not, also a kinda dark joke that my mom wouldn't appreciate, this is long and I have no regrets, this is so self indulgent💀

M.list

Alright lets be honest here first. When you two first met, Hitoshi made some small talk but other than that didn't really wanna converse with you. The crack energy was too much for him. He kept his distance with you but no matter where he went, it was like the universe decided to torment him 'cause he always seemed to bump into you.

Time skip to a more run ins and you talking his ear off, there you were, two best friends. The dynamic between you is basically, You: Crackhead, Hitoshi: tired of the crackhead.

He'll act all grumpy when you drag him somewhere to hang out but don't mind him, he loves hanging out with you. Hitoshi also loves the fact that you don't see his quirk as "evil" as many people do.

If you are a cat person, he is in heaven. It will be a sacred ritual to go to a cat cafe once a week. If you cancel on the plans, well get ready to receive the silent treatment.

The sassiness between you two is high on this one. Its like you'll be minding your own buisness and he'll just randomly go "can you not? Your existence is giving me a headache". Of course he doesn't mean it <3

You two are attached at the hip a lot of the times. And with that comes speculations from people if you two might be a couple. When someone actually asks if you two are dating, Hitoshi would be like "pfft why would I date this ?" and you're there just like "bitch🤚 no cat cafe meetings for a month" and he'll crumble like "NOOOO" .

You are the only being in existence who is allowed to touch his hair. If you ever want to style it, he'll make a offended face but nevertheless let you do it and he'll keep it if you say and glare at anyone who makes a joke of it.

You constanly scolding him about his sleep schedule like yours isn't fucked up as well. Hitoshi will call you randomly at like 3 am to tell you a cat fact. Most of the times, his training with Aizawa stresses him out so you drag him to have a self care routine. God forbid you sneak a picture of him with a face mask and cucumbers on, he will bury you alive.

He acts like he hates it and will groan everytime you tell him stupid ass jokes. Though sometimes he laughs like that one time you went " 'Toshi, 'Toshi" "what?" "Whats the difference between a lightbulb and a pregnant woman?" ".....what?" "......you can unscrew a lightbulb" and cue Hitoshi trying not to burst out cackling.

Friends don't judge each other, they judge other people together. This is a motto that you two go by. Ya'll be in a cafe or a park or just walking and you two would just judge other people together and roast them to hell. And Hitoshi acts all nonchalant but he is definitely interested when you come around and gossip about shit that just happened with other people.

The UA people didn't even know you existed until one day you decided to randomly pop up to embarrass Hitoshi. Its not that he avoided talking about you, its just that they never asked and he is a private person by nature so they just never knew about you.

Denki audibly, and dramatically, gasped when the usual stoic Shinso Hitoshi cracked a small smile on seeing you running at him full speed. The others were kinda surprised too when they saw how easily he conversed with you.

After that, your presence became more and more frequent around the group. One time Mineta tried to flirt with you disgustingly and after you quickly ignored him, Hitoshi dragged Mineta....somewhere. Nobody knew where Mineta was for two whole days, all while Hitoshi had a small smile on his face.

Hitoshi pretended to gag in disgust when one day you came to him rambling on about how lovely and adorable Midoriya is. He will however push you to talk to Izuku when the group is together 'cause he can see how much you like him.

So basically, being best friends with Shinso Hitoshi is definetely a whirlwind. He'll act all cool and stoic but with you its like his brain cells just die and you both radiate crackhead energy. And he'll always be there, supporting you, motivating you and being a shoulder to cry on.

And he will rarely say it but he is glad and feels lucky to have you as his friend.

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[billiethepumpkin]

heyo billie!! i absolutely love love love LOVE your posts so much!! your writing is amazing and i find myself being super immersed in them! if you don’t mind me asking, could i request shinsou comforting the reader after a terrible fight with their parents and they have no else to rely on so they end up just venting EVERYTHING to him??? long story short ive been struggling with that situation and it’s been hard for me :( thank you for your works and i wish you a happy day!!

Feel Small: Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader

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

Contains: GN!reader. Parental issues. Crossed boundaries. Comfort.

Author's Note: All characters are portrayed to be ages 18 years or older because I'm an old fuck :)

You'd been away at university. It had been winter break, though, and you had gone home to visit your parents. You ate the same dinners as when you were a child; you slept in your childhood bedroom; and you had the same conversations you'd always had. You weren't even sure how it had spiraled into the screaming match between you and your mother, but here you were, pacing back and forth with your hand on your chest, trying to come back down to earth. All you wanted to do was go home.

You paced the floor in your room, waiting for a solution to appear in front of your face. You were an adult, damnit! Sure, they were your parents, but they didn't have any right to speak to you that way. You took deep breaths, but your chest didn't get any better.

But you were home. Right? You were in the place where you had grown up. You were sleeping in the bed where you had always slept. You were eating the foods you always ate, at the same table you had always eaten at. But somehow, this time, the house felt so... small. You felt so closed in and stuck, and you just wanted to get out.

Where were you supposed to go, though? It was late. Like, really late. Normal people would have been in bed, not contemplating driving all the way back to school.

Not everyone, though.

You sent a text to Shinsou. "Are you awake?" you asked. He was roughly an hour away, closer to the school you were attending, but he was all you had right now.

"What do you think?" he texted back quickly. You couldn't help but laugh as you read it in that sarcastic, snarky tone that he always had, even with you, his partner. Shinsou was always awake.

Eventually, you ended up packing all of the things you had brought to your childhood home and driving to Shinsou's apartment just barely off campus. He opened the door to let you in, and before he could even close the door, you found yourself burying your face in his shoulder. "Hi," he muttered before kissing the side of your head. He pulled you in and softly closed the door behind you before pulling you deeper into his grip. One hand held your back, the other caressing the back of your head, and he gently shushed you as you cried into him.

Hitoshi was so gentle, so delicate. He brought you to the couch and rubbed your back as the tears rolled down your face. He didn't ask what was wrong. He didn't tell you to calm down. Shinsou just held you there in comfortable silence, waiting for you to be ready to talk.

Once your breathing steadied again, he turned to you and simply asked, "What happened?"

And when you answered, boy, did the floodgates open. You let it all out. The way you felt trapped in that house now that you've been in the real world. The way you remembered their disrespect and emotional neglect from when you were a child. The way they continued to belittle you now, to speak to you as if you were still small. They made you feel small. You couldn't handle it anymore, and you weren't sure how to move forward. Because you loved your parents, right? You always thought you had. But now, ever since they shouted at you the way they did, now that they had pushed your boundaries and disrespected you from the moment you walked into their house, you were lost.

And he just listened. Shinsou, the angel that he was, just sat there next to you and listened to you vent. He rubbed your back, tracing delicate patterns over your skin, and listened until you had gotten everything out of your system. "I'm not really sure what you need right now," he said. "I still haven't really figured out how to fix the issued with my family either."

You sighed and held your face in your hands. Both of you paused for a moment while he figured out what to say. "What I do know, though, is that you are very loved," he finally continued. "I love you to death. And I know that they love you to death, too. If you need time and space, that is okay. If you need help figuring out how to set boundaries, we'll figure that out. I am here to help you, whatever that looks like right now."

Now you started crying for a different reason. "Well, fuck, Toshi," you teased, wiping your own tears with the backs of your hands. You both giggled a little bit. "I love you a whole lot," you said, falling back onto his chest, the golden light of the only lamp in the room shrouding you in shadow and creating a halo around Shinsou's head.

Hitoshi kissed your forehead and rubbed your back some more. He held you close, trying to press all the love he could into your flesh. As long as you needed him, he'd be there, whatever that meant.

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[rose-riot-johnson]

Hello my Tumblr Peeps😃Today, I'm planning to write about a different topic which involves eye colors, and making a decision on which character I haven't written about before👀I hope you enjoy this fanfic and time to write about him now...

🟣Beautiful Purple Eyes🟣 ((Adult) Hitoshi Shinso (My Hero Academia) x Any Gender Reader)

Genres: Angst, Comfort

While you were attending UA, you first met Hitoshi Shinso inside the Class 1-C classroom, as you were the new student there. Hiroshi Shinso, was the first person you introduced yourself to, which really surprised him. Reasons aside from his quirk is why he didn't expect you to introduce yourself to him and he had to be the first classmate in Class 1-C you introduced yourself to.

Months after both you and Shinso graduated from UA, you decided to ask you out and that surprised him, so ofcourse he will reply to you with a yes, then confessed having a crush on you and that you were very nice to him. You told him that you thought of him as cute and would make a great hero one day, no matter what his power is. He blushed, however unbeknownst to you, there's more to his low self-esteem than his power with "Brainwashing".

A couple years after your relationship with Shinso started, you noticed there was something that has been depressing him. You're not sure what was bothering him, however you won't rest until you have answers. You just know something's wrong considering that you and Shinso have been living together a year before you noticed that he has been depressed and you want to makesure you help him work through whatever it is that's bothering him before it gets worse or it becomes too late.

Once Shinso was about to get ready for bed in your shared bedroom with him, you decided to check on him to see about talking to him. After you went inside the shared bedroom where he is you then mentioned, "Shinso. There's something I need to talk to you about.". A depressed, Shinso was confused at first, however he realized that you know him well, except what was really bothering him recently. Shinso then replied, "Well (Any Gender Reader Name), I might as well get the conversation over with. I'm guessing you wouldn't leave me alone until I talk.", as he agreed reluctantly.

Shinso then asked, "What is it that you want from me and what do you truly see in me, (Any Gender Reader Name)? I'm just lucky to even have you.". You answered, "Well Shinso, I'm really concerned about your well-being and I can see the signs of you being depressed. We've known eachother, since I became a new student in UA and for Class 1-C, we've been a relationship for a couple years, while we were living together for a year. I just would like to know what's bothering you. I kept assuring you that you're going to make a great hero one day and "Brainwashing" is more heroic than what anyone else thinks of it as. Is there something else you're not telling me, babe.", as you hugged him, then you continued, "I can promise that we can work through this, no matter what the issue is and I will still love and accept you for who you are.".

Shinso then knew he had to tell you about why else his self-esteem is hurt. He explained, "You see (Any Gender Reader Name), my "Brainwashing" power isn't the only thing that my classmates in the Nabu Middle School that used to attend and my peers used to call evil and discriminate me for, before I attended UA. It's not my hair color or hair style that they had a problem with. They had also judged me by my eye color and my white pupils, as well.". You then asked, "Why would anyone judge you about your eyes, Shinso?". Shinso then replied, "It's because they mentioned other things about my eyes aside from calling them evil. They called me a freak, because of how my pupils are and they said purple is the worst eye color ever, that my eyes look like shit due to my purple eyes and white pupils, that I look hideous for my eyes in general and no one will ever give me a chance for friendship and/or a relationship and if anyone ever was to then they're only desperate to be with me. Eversince they have been insulting me for my eye color and the color of my pupils, my self-esteem has kept getting worser and worser. So, tell me (Any Gender Reader Name)! Why did you talk to be, be friends with me, or even asked me to date you?!", then a couple tears rolled down his face as he tried his hardest not to break down.

You explained to Shinso, "Honestly, I thought you are cute. I love your eye color, your pupils, and everything else about your eyes. However I didn't talk to you nor be friends nor ask you out, just because of your eyes. It's the person behind the eyes that intrigues me!". Shinso was shocked to hear what you said as if as first he thought you were only trying to save his feelings and out of people pleasing, then as he began to realized that you truly see better in him than, not only what others see in him and said to him, however also what he sees in himself as well, he then finally completely broke down in tears, then he began to hug you.

You began to hug Shinso tighter and pet him, then you continued, "Well Shinso, anyone who has ever judged you or even insult anything about your eyes, I'm not sure if it's jealously or fear, however even if they're just saying their opinions without jealously nor fear being the factors of why they said this or even thought negatively about your eyes, well not everyone has that opinion about your eyes at all. I honestly believe deep down, I don't care if your eye colors are purple, green, blue, red, or even rainbow and I infact don't care if your pupils are white, orange, square, triangle, or even shapes of any flower at all, I know you struggled with low self-esteem and I know you're a nice, caring, and awesome person and you're very handsome on the outside and the inside. Anyone who has negative opinions about your eyes in general including your eye color, well that's their loss, not yours, Shinso.". Shinso was so speechless to the point where he had forgotten that he's depressed and felt so much better about himself. He then ended up asking, "Do you really mean it, (Any Gender Reader Name)?", as tears stopped rolling down his face. You then you touched one of his cheeks as you replied, "Ofcourse I meant every word of what I said. I wouldn't have said any of this, if I didn't mean it.", then both you and Shinso have became relieved after that.

Both you and Shinso decided to continue getting ready for bed in the shared bedroom. However eversince after you and Shinso had the conversation earlier, not only he felt better, however he also has been blushing, as he felt more secured about himself, including with his eyes. Pupils, eye color, and all pertaining both of his eyes. It was all thanks to you that Hitoshi Shinso is more secured and cheered up (tough he tries not to show his cheered up mood, however it's plain to see for you that he's happier), than he was earlier. And both you and Shinso also had a good night's sleep.

The End

Recently I saw a post and some reblogs in this very post pertaining eye colors that caught my attention and I find to be an interesting topic, so I decided to write about a character who I don't recall writing about until this fanfic, and someone I feel might work with a fanfic pertaining eye colors which I feel fit to write about Shinso. While I'm aware every1 has different opinions about eye colors and feeling characters with particular eye colors getting too much attention to be written about alot and/or they feel particular eye colors aren't interesting, at the time what my belief is with characters pertaining eye colors is that it really doesn't matter what the characters eye colors are to me. As long as I have desire to write about the characters themselves and get an idea on how the fanfic will be written about this character (wheather it's my own idea or someone requests an idea for this particular character), then I feel fit to do so. To me it's the person and the character behind those eyes (and eye colors), not the eye colors of the person nor the character. No matter the eye color we're all created equal and same goes for the characters with any eye color as well😃👍Yes, including hazel/amber eyes, red eyes, pink eyes, brown eyes, silver eyes, golden eyes and even purple eyes😁👍I only wrote about eye pupils in this fanfic to add to this fanfic.

Anyways, time for me to switch topics from eye colors to talking about the reason behind Shinso. I have really been wanting to write about him for a while and I figured the time is right to do so, while I managed to find him as the character for this type fanfic. I feel having the reader comfort him while helping him with his self-esteem is something worth writing about regardless what I have the reader comfort him about. Also from watching both season 2 and season 5 of My Hero Academia, my opinions about him is that he's awesome and I have other positive opinions about him pertaining his personality.

Well my Tumblr Peeps, I hope you enjoy this fanfic pertaining, Shinso🟣😁👍Have a good day and/or night😃👍

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