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Hitoshi Shinso x reader

“Flavor”

"Is it... blueberry?" Hitoshi muttered, confused with his his half-lidded eyes.

You had bought some flavored chapsticks you pressured him to play the game you had seen in a video with you … to guess the flavour of the balm.

"Wait, mh... cherry? Am I anywhere close?"

"No silly" you chuckled as you applied more chapstick.

"C'mon guess again!"

Hitoshi's lips curled into a small smile at your chuckling, though he still looked deep in thought as he moved a bit closer to you.

"Hmm... I guess I will keep trying until I get it right," he then said, trying to look annoyed yet there was nothing but playfulness in his voice. "Okay then, let's see... mango?"

"Really mango?" Your eyebrow lifted

"I'll give you a hint it's flavored fruit it’s common!"

Hitoshi chuckled quietly as your eyebrow lifted, his indigo eyebrows raising momentarily at the hint. He leaned in even closer to your lips, his eyes now wide open as he studied your lips in intense thinking, as if studying a piece of art.

"Hmm..." He stayed quiet and still for a moment... before finally speaking again.

"Passionfruit?"

"Noo!" You applied more lip balm as he took on your lips a licked them passionately trying to guess again.

Hitoshi closed his eyes as he accepted the kiss, tasting the balm on your lips.As you pulled away once more, he let out a soft chuckle.

"Damn, not even close..." He mumbled as he looked at your lips one more time.

With you putting on more balm, he leaned in again, capturing your lips in another kiss, his mind still in deep thought of what the mysterious flavour could be.

Hitoshi couldn't help biting your bottom lip as he kissed you, trying to get a better grasp of the flavour as his tongue moved across your lips with a strong sense of curiosity. With each kiss and each taste, he became more and more frustrated that he couldn't figure it out.

"Damn it, what is it..." He mumbled against your lips, his hand reaching up to cup your cheek.

"I swear, it better not be like... green apple."

"Hell no!" you giggled as you covered you mouth. His kisses turned you on but you were enjoying this game so much.

Hitoshi pulled back slowly, looking at you with a slightly annoyed expression, a small pout now on his face.

"Then what is it? I've been tasting it for so long and still nada... I swear you're using some kind of trick. It has to be."

He tried to look irritated though it was obvious he was just frustrated about not being correct about the flavour. He leaned in closer once more, looking at your lips with a smirk.

He tried to look irritated though it was obvious he was just frustrated about not being correct about the flavour. He leaned in closer once more, looking at your lips with a smirk.

"Come on, give me a hint - one hint."

"No! I already gave you one! Do you give up?" You snickered

"Ugh..."

Hitoshi groaned at your words. He gritted his teeth as he leaned back and away from you slightly, knowing that you'll hold this over his head later if he really did admit defeat. But he was too stubborn to give up just like that.

"No, I'm not giving up that easily," he said as he narrowed his eyes at you.

"I will get that flavour, damnit."

"If you say so!" You applied your chapstick one more time. Hitoshi's eyes instantly locked on to your lips when you applied the balm again, a determined look on his face.

He leaned forward slightly, his hand coming up to gently hold your chin so he could keep your face still.

"Okay... last try." He muttered lowly as he looked intently at your lips, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes.

"Just give me a second to concentrate."

Hitoshi noticed the hitch in your breath and it only fueled him even more. He leaned in again, his finger gently tilting your chin upwards to angle your face before his lips met yours once more. He held the kiss for a few extra seconds, taking his time to taste the lip balm on your lips.

He was clearly trying to memorize the taste and even tried to think back to other times he's tasted it to compare the flavour.

After a few more moments, Hitoshi finally pulled back, keeping his eyes firmly locked on your lips as he tried to get a sense of the flavour. He was silent for a moment, deep in thought before finally speaking up again.

"Damn it, I can't figure it out. It's driving me crazy." He mumbled as his eyes flicked up to yours, a small pout on his lips.

"Just lemme taste it once more."

"It's not free kisses!. it's to guess!" You pounted

Hitoshi let out a deep sigh, knowing that he wouldn't get one more taste unless he got the taste correct.

"Damn it..." He mumbled as he pouted back at you, his eyes narrowing.

"Okay.. one more guess and I swear l'l get it this time."

Hitoshi leaned in again, his hand still on your chin to keep your face still as he once again captured your lips in a kiss.

He tried to focus all his attention on the taste, letting his tongue slide along your lips in an attempt to get a better taste of the lip balm.

His eyes were closed and his mind was working overtime as he tried to guess once again. He could feel his frustration growing by the second, but he knew he couldn't give up now, not after all this time.

After what felt like an eternity, Hitoshi finally pulled back from the kiss, his hand letting go of your chin slowly. He looked up at you with a defeated look in his eyes, silently admitting that he had failed again.

"Damn it... I really am not gonna get it, am I?" He asked, a slight irritation in his voice though it was obvious he was more upset with himself for not being able to guess correctly.

You looked at him with desire as your lips warmed on to his touch

Hitoshi's irritation faded away as soon as he saw the look on your face. He couldn't help but lean closer to you once more, his eyes flickering down to your lips as the desire in him grew.

"I can't believe I'm letting some stupid lip balm stop me," he mumbled, his voice low and hoarse as he brought a hand up to cup your cheek.

"I don't care what the damn flavour is anymore. I just want to taste your lips again..."

Despite his earlier frustration, Hitoshi's mind was now completely focused on you. His touch was gentle as he pulled you closer, his other hand coming up to rest on your hip.

He stared into your eyes for a moment, his own eyes darkened with desire as he leaned in again. This time, his lips were more urgent and needy, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss.

"S-shin" you let out softly as you felt him let go a strand of silava connected yours and his young as you panted from the action

"Hnnn..."

Hitoshi's head was spinning from the intensity of the kiss, his mind consumed by you and your touch. His breath was ragged as he slowly pulled back, breaking the string of saliva between you two.

He took a moment to catch his breath, his eyes half-lidded as he looked at you with a mix of desire and need.

"God... I can't get enough of you," he said hoarsely, his voice strained as his grip on you tightened.

"W-watermelon..." you muttered

Hitoshi's eyes widened slightly as he heard the word "watermelon" come from your lips. He slowly let his hand fall from your cheek as he processed what you said, his brain finally registering your answer.

"Watermelon ..." He repeated quietly, a hint of disbelief in his voice. "So the damn flavour was watermelon the entire damn time?"

You laughed at his response And nodded

Hitoshi let out a deep sigh, shaking his head in disbelief. He had been so focused on trying to figure out the taste of the lip balm that he couldn't even tell it was something as simple as watermelon.

"I can't believe it was that simple the entire time..." He mumbled, a hint of amusement in his voice.

"I was so convinced it was something other than that. I even thought it was mango at one point."

"Yeah I don't know how you got mango"

Hitoshi chuckled at your words, a sheepish smile appearing on his face.

"I dunno either. I was just really desperate to guess the right flavour. I guess my brain went overboard trying to figure it out."

He moved a little closer to you, his eyes still fixed on your lips.

"But it was a good excuse to keep tasting your lips."

Your lips quivered wanting more of him as you trebled by his words. A bright blush appeared in your face. Hitoshi's eyes darkened as he noticed the effect his words had on you. Seeing you grow flushed and trembled because of him only fueled his desire even more.

He leaned in closer, his hand gently caressing your cheek as he whispered in a low and husky voice. "You know I could taste your lips all day and all night long."

"S-shin..." you trembled as he cupped your cheek

"You look so damn gorgeous when you get all flustered like this," he said in a low voice, his thumb tracing your jaw slowly.

"It makes me want to just lose control and do whatever I want to you…”

Shouta's fine.. He's fine

He's fine

He's fine

He's fine

Angsty Teen Shouta with baby Hitoshi?

He's just being.. Protective.

Hitoshi with his squashed looking head. Lmao he was a cute baby I swear

in your dreams | h. shinsou

⇨ he finally falls asleep, and there you are—again. in his hoodie. in his head. his dream girl, literally.

⋆˚࿔ nerd status

the mha boys with their nerdy s/o!

— includes: kirishima, kaminari, sero, shinsou (in that order)

contains: gn!reader, established relationship, fluff

authors note: everyone thank ari for the awesome idea!! i just made a nerd someone who’s super interested in a topic (varies but i try to be broad) and smart!

⋆˚࿔ e.kirishima

eijiro tries his very best to keep up with your rambling but most of the time just ends up smiling and nodding. when he does understand a topic he asks you a lot of questions about it, encouraging you to keep talking. “okay i didn’t quite understand it that time… but explain it again and i’m sure i’ll get it eventually!”

eiji unironically calls you smartypants, bookworm, and his genius while cupping your face and sprinkling you with kisses. if you even say that you feel ‘too nerdy’ he immediately reassures you. (with more kisses)

comic book store trips with you are his favorite thing ever! he will buy you any comic you want while he stares at the action figures in complete awe; it’s a win-win situation.

if you find yourself correcting his pronunciation of a word— which is pretty often —he’ll gladly thank you. “woah babe, i would’ve never caught that! you’re so smart.” will never shut up about how knowledgeable you are. 

eijiro asks you what sources are reliable so he can learn more about your interest! he takes notes on your past and current interest for future references. he just adores seeing you beaming with happiness.

eiji makes sure to pick up on whatever your fixates on before holidays and events so he knows he’s gifting you according!

he isn’t the best at studying but when you’re the one making flash cards he somehow can understand things way better. “you’re like the best teacher!” he says after a tiring hour of studying. 

if anyone tries to make fun of you he’s ON that. “excuse me, what did you just say?” and then he gives a passionate speech about how awesome you are to whoever was making comments about you. it definitely scares them off. 

when you fall asleep on your desk, reading an article about one of your favorite documentaries, eiji makes sure to take your reading glasses off— kissing the lenses first —and slipping a pillow under your head, wishing you a goodnight.

⋆˚࿔ d.kaminari

you two spend hours talking about your interest; well it’s more of you spending hours attempting to explain them while denki keeps muttering, “what?” “how is that even possible?” “no way that’s a real word!”

denki pretends to not understand something so you can keep talking. he’ll ask you to repeat yourself, zone out to the sound of your voice when you do, and then ask you to explain again. 

although denki is super into it when you talk about conspiracy theories and paradoxes, “how could the cat be dead and alive?? this literally doesn’t make any sense.”

tried to mock once by saying “well actually 🤓☝️” and cried after when you give him the silent treatment.

denki acts like you're his own personal tutor, “babe, help me study please! my brain is smooth and yours is— probably super wrinkly!” he will be super dramatic if you tutor someone else before him, like will look you dead in the eye and ask if you hate him after. 

will buy you crappy matching polyester hoodies. “you look so good in that!” he coos, then takes a dozen pictures of you. you burn the hoodie after.

if you occasionally wear glasses he is so obsessed with seeing you in them. will (desperately) coax you two into studying just so he can see you push the frame back up the bridge of your nose and squint your eyes. 

if you’re trying to study something he’ll be by your side scrolling through tiktok and sing along to the songs. he does this a couple of times before realizing it’s messing with your focus, “im sorry baby, how about i make it up to you with some kisses?” he grins. the worst study buddy. 

denki will tell everyone you’re the smartest person on earth and fully believes it. 

if you’re interested in animals he’ll bring you to zoos/aquariums and listen to you as you explain how their nervous systems’ work. 

⋆˚࿔ h.sero

hanta will buy you stickers, keychains, and little trinkets of whatever you’re fixated on. he’ll help you decide how to decorate with them too. by the months end you'll find your shelf full of favorite things!

hanta encourages you to randomly pop quiz him on what you’ve been talking to for the past week. he passes most of the time!

pretends like he’s jotting down notes during your study dates but he’s really just doodling a poorly drawn portrait of you. he’ll show you after and begs you to hang it up in your dorm room (you do).

will place his chin on your shoulder and hover over your laptop while you browse your favorite topics. “are we sure this is more interesting than me?” he’d whine. 

hanta will google one thing about your current fixated topic and randomly drop it into conversation to try and impress you. “did you know octopuses have three hearts? oh you did! well— me too!”

your nerdiness catches up to hanta when it comes to dates. dates where he lets you ramble about books while holding your hand, walks in the park where he asks dumb questions just to make you laugh, and deep conversations at a coffee shop where he’s hanging onto every word you say.

museum trips; you both put on really cool outfits and hanta makes sure to compliment you a lot! you'll explain and geek out every exhibit and hanta will just go, “hold still for me mi alma?” and take more pictures.

hanta LOVES documentary nights. will break down every scene with you; the cinematography, the metaphors, the costume design. 

comic store browsing is a big thing for you two as well. you will spend hours sitting on the store's carpet floor with hanta beside you. you take turns reading out loud and only leave after the librarian complains about your loud laughing for the fifth time.

if he catches you overworking yourself with work he’ll insist on taking care of you. he’ll put your stuff away, help you with your skincare routine, and tuck you into bed. “leave some of those brain juices for tomorrow my love,” he says as he kisses your forehead.

⋆˚࿔ h.shinsou

hitoshi is a chronic nod and smiler, though he does has some sort of understanding of what you say. he actually loves intellectual conversations. if you start talking about philosophy, psychology, or just some deep nerdy topic, he’s fully engaged. “damn… never thought about it like that.”

hitoshi won’t straight up admit he started watching your favorite show or reading your favorite book, instead he starts asking questions about characters or shares his theories …. turned out he’s very hooked.

hitoshi likes to observe your face when your focused, picks up on all your little habits like mumbling to yourself and repetitive tapping on the desk. 

he’s a night owl so if you stay up late working on a passion project he’ll keep you company.

hitoshi will ensure that you get enough rest for the next day no matter what, even if it takes him dragging you into bed. “come on, your eyebags are gonna be worse than mines if you keep this up.”

his nerdy pickup lines are a joke.. at first. after a long day of studying the periodic table hitoshi will say “are you made of copper and tellurium? because you’re cu-te.” if you don’t immediately laugh he’d add “okay so that was cringy i’ll just die then.”

you and hitoshi spend a lot of time in the library, both of you thriving on the silence and an opportunity to focus.

you can not degrade yourself when hitoshi is around. he’ll hold you by both shoulders and say, ”you literally just explained all of human evolution to me like it was nothing. you’re a genius, shut up.” gentle tough love.

hitoshi’s favorite fixations of yours is anything related to history. he wants to learn about the edo period, meiji restoration, the death of emperors and you are the perfect learning outlet.

he is genuinely is fascinated by how well you take in and understand information like it’s nothing. 

⋆˚࿔ maroon stains : part one here

authors note: if you spot the lady bird reference i love you

word count: 2.5k

the weekend had rolled over as quickly as the breeze on that winter morning. it was tuesday, which meant most classes would be focused on one-to-one hand combat and critical thinking strategies. memories of the impulsive bet made days ago had almost faded from your mind. 

almost.

you were adjusting the zipper on your hero costume when mina’s chin suddenly found itself comfortably resting upon your shoulder. “guess what!” she shouted, her voice echoing throughout the fighting ground walls.

you looked up and over your other shoulder to see denki struggling to stand still behind you. 

immediately, you became suspicious. 

you nodded towards denki, signaling him to spit out whatever it is he had to say. 

“class b is joining us today!” denki’s face lit up as the words rushed out of his mouth. he wiggled his eyebrows while you took a couple of seconds to process his words.

“class b..?” you quoted. your eyebrows were quick to furrow when you looked over to the entrance door to see class b’s students filing into the room. “oh no, please.” you groaned. maybe you managed to (at least try to) tuck away the bet deep in your mind but you knew for sure your two friends didn’t. 

“class a, class b, listen up!” mr. aizawas' voice echoed in a similar way to minas, just groggier. both classes gathered around him, everyone standing with their friends. you glanced over at shinsou who was standing next to monoma with his arm crossed. 

you turned away, not wanting to risk catching his gaze.

“so!” mr. kan stood tall next to mr. aizawa, putting his hands together. “today we will be…” 

class b’s homeroom teacher went on to explain the sparring activity. you tried to listen but it was hard when mina and denki hovered over your shoulder like a tiny little angel and devil— though in this scenario they are both the devils.

you could practically feel their eyes drinking in the view of the shinsou and you had no doubt that shinsou could feel it too.

still, you joined them, really taking a moment to look at the boy. 

you had first interacted with shinsou all the way back at the sports festival when he was still a general studies student. when he joined the hero class, when you were in your second year, you two became more acquainted. of course you knew his quirk, his basic fighting styles: what he’s good at and what he can improve on. and thanks to a couple of smoking sessions— never one on one —you knew he had a love for cats and badly made indie films. 

you found yourself wondering if you’d know more things about him after this. like his morning routine or how he decorated his room.

observing him now you can really see how tousled his lavender hair is and how his eyes lay low and firm. his fingers played along the hem of his binding scarf. he let his eyes flicker from the scarf's hem, to his teacher, and then to mr. aizawa. his expression fell into a more serious one, and you found yourself having to forcibly pry your eyes off of him. geez.

you brought your focus back to mr. aizawa, just in time to hear him say, “you can pick your sparring partner. but if i see one person fooling around, the whole class will be writing a paper instead.” 

“ou ou! mr. aizawa! i have a question!” denki jumped, holding onto your shoulder and waving his hands dramatically. “can we work with someone from the other class?” he serenaded, nudging his shoulder with yours.

mr. aizawa’s face fell for a moment before he took a deep sigh, “yes you may. but you must behave or it’s three more papers to write.” his tone was stern. denki pumped his fist in the air, declaring victory. “now go find a partner.”

mina shook you aggressively from your shoulders, temporally swirling your vision. you couldn’t get a chance to focus out of your dizziness before she yelped, “here's your chance!”. she grinned as she pushed you forward and in shinsou’s direction. “help me!” she ushered denki to her side and they both began pushing you towards shinsou, giggling as they did. 

“are we really sure this is a good— oh, hi shinsou!” you exclaimed. after being grabbed and practically dragged you suddenly found yourself in front of the mysterious boy. you attempted to grounding yourself as denki and mina crept backwards. you and shinsou both silencely waited for them.

when they were a safe distance away shinsou spoke, “l/n,” he voice was deep, deeper than you remember. it scratched your brain in a way you didn’t want to think about.

“shinsou,” you stupidly repeat, the word just slipping out of your mouth. “let’s partner up.” you rushed, trying to cover up the way his name tasted in your mouth. “if you want to.” you added. you wanted to be assertive, not pushy. 

his eyes soften when you speak but they don’t have trouble finding their way back into a moderate scold. he glanced back at monoma before looking at you again, “sure.” he says, and you swear his voice is not as uninterested as it usually is. 

you decide it wouldn’t hurt to let yourself think that he isn’t totally put off by the idea. 

you hear a faint cheer in the distance and already know it came from denki because of the way mina started loudly shushing him.

you glance back, “ah sorry, my friends are dorks.” you say through a sucked in breath. you could feel the tip of your ears burn.

“just talk to him, be your normal self. and i bet he’ll fall for you!” you sighed as mina’s words looped in your mind. just act natural.

shinsou examined your face before replying, something in his demeanor changing. “i don’t mind.” he hung his head, shaking it slightly. you could see a small smile appearing on his face, like he was grinning out of pure disbelief. 

“once you’ve found your partner, please reserve a training station!” mr. van shouted.

you and shinsou made your way over to the station located at the every corner of the training grounds. the ground familiarly crunched underneath your boot as you entered the rocky terrain. you placed a firm foot on the ground, searching for a comfortable stance. a couple feet across from you shinsou did the same.

once you find your balance you look up, “are you ready?” 

shinsou shook his shoulders a couple of times, loosing up. “yeah, i’m ready.” he announced. he had a shining glint in his eyes, the reflection boasting in confidence. he’s definitely ready.

“alright. three, two—“ before the last number was able to leave your mouth there was a loud noise.

the— surprisingly —old speaker sputtered as it announced, “may mei hatsume please make her way down to the principal's office.” a disappointed voice spoke from the speakers. 

hatsume.. it’s probably another law violation.

you brought your attention back to shinsou and your pending match, only to see that shinsou's confident stance had become a hunched over one. 

“shit, what happened?” you hurried over to him, immediately getting down on his level. you placed a hand on his back and another on shoulder and tried to see if he had any physical injuries. 

u.a. had always taught its students to be wary of other’s quirks and how the outside world may affect quirks in ways you wouldn’t expect. so maybe that maybe the speakers had an effect on shinsou’s mind quirk, it wouldn’t be totally out of line. 

your eyes ran across shinsou’s body, landing on his face which was in an awful grimace. “was it the speakers?” you murmured, making sure not to speak too loudly.

shinsou nodded, bringing and hand up to rub his forehead. “i’m fine.” he muttered. your grip on his tighten as you encouraged him to stand up. shinsou’s straightened his posture with a groan. eventually, he lifted his head up, his cloudy eyes finding yours.

his cheeks were slightly flushed. his pupils were just barely, but noticeably, dilated. his expression was still slightly scrunched up but when he caught your eye, his face went soft again. and for the second time you found yourself having to pull your eyes away from his. 

when you did, you noticed blood seeping from his nose.

“your nose—“

shinsou’s eyes widen, “oh shit—“ he reacted swiftly and threw his head back, his hand cupping over his nose. 

you understood the headache, but the nosebleed? right when you made eye contact. what did he think when your eyes locked? was it crazy enough to get such a reaction out of him?

the fantasy bubble inflating inside your head was sudden to pop.

“i get nosebleeds.” shinsou stifled out, digging into his pocket and pulling out a tissue. “sorry if it scared you.” he said as wiped the blood off of his upper lip.

“oh no! it didn’t scare me at all!” you waved your hands defensively. 

obviously, he gets frequent nosebleeds. you couldn’t believe you really were letting your mind grow foggy with all the stuff mina and denki were talking about the other day. 

“i was just worried.” you finished after a couple of seconds, your words steadily dwindling into a mutter.

shinsou raised a brow, taking an obvious observation in your strange behavior. he glanced over his shoulder where the emergency doors were located. he turned back to you, “i should really go to the infirmary. recovery girl says i should report to her immediately everytime something like this happens because of my quirk.”

“even a nosebleed?” you question, “i mean those are pretty minor—“

“yes.” he insisted, “even a nosebleed, now come on.” shinsou didn’t wait for an answer. instead, he grabbed your arm and pulled you towards the exit of the grounds.

once you were on the other side of the emergency doors you furrowed your brows, “if you needed to go to recovery girl then why'd we leave from the emergency exit and not the main one?” you are hesitant, something wasn’t adding up. but still, you followed close beside him.

shinsou stifled a laugh, “so you’re not stupid?”

“what?” you stopped in your tracks, feeling offended. not only was shinsou not romantically interested in you but he also seemed to not like you at all. stupid bet, stupid results.

shinsou laughed out loud this time, “i mean, mina, and denki. they couldn’t be any louder.” shinsou crossed his arms, “so they made you partner with me? really?” his tone was mostly teasing, a cheesy grin colored his face.

“i —“ you found yourself at a loss for words. shinsous attitude had changed into one you’d never seen before, but it made sense. every part of your body seemed to burn under his gaze. 

“you heard that.” you said weakly. 

shinsou nodded his head. 

“well technically..” you attempted to stall for an excuse but none came. “they didn’t make me… it— it was a bet.” you finally confessed.

shinsou raised his brows like he was being greatly amused. he bit his inner cheek as he nodded his head, “that’s not even original.” he commented.

“i’m sorry, this is so stupid—” 

“chill out. i didn’t come out here to like, interrogate you,” he said. he leaned against the wall, arms still crossed. “honestly i think it’s pretty cute that you thought i got a nosebleed because of you.”

your entire body immediately flushed hot.

“i didn’t!” you shouted, but the quiver in your voice unmasked your true feelings. “in my defense, i always thought you’re actually pretty cool!” 

“oh yeah?” shinsou pushed.

letting your emotions control over your logic you took the bait, “yeah! this was just me making an effort for us to actually become friends!” though you were repeating hanta’s excuse from the day before, you found that the words felt true now. 

the echo you left in the empty hall snapped you out of your emotional daze. your face darken as you shriveled down into yourself. “this whole thing was stupid.. just forget it. sorry if i hurt your feelings.” you turned away slightly, not wanting shinsou to see how humiliated you felt. this whole scenario had gotten out of hand and you recognized the fact that you may have slightly overreacted.

it was shinsou fault for having a stupidly alluring presence. 

it’s your fault for needing a bet to have enough courage to talk to him. 

when shinsou didn’t reply right away you glanced back at him. his eyes had softened, the same way they did when you first went up to him. the same way they did when you ushered to his aid a couple minutes ago.

“hey,” he said, his voice soft. his body seemed less tense as he took a step towards you. “i’m not mad,” he scoffed, “it’s really not that serious.” 

“was that supposed to reassure me?” your tone was light. you didn’t want to bite back too much, after all this was your fault. but you were still reasonable angry.

shinsou let out an airy laugh, “yeah, i know i’m not the best at that stuff.” he stuffed his hand inside his pockets as he finally stood by your side. “but i didn’t call you out here to just laugh at you.” he spoke as if you were fragile and would break if he uttered a word too loud. “did you really think my outfit was nice?” 

you knew exactly what he was referencing. the end of the year party all classes had thrown a couple of months ago. 

you had to bite back a smile recalling the memory. he had worn baggy dark wash jeans and a graphic tee from the band, ‘pearl jam’. you stumbled over to him, drink in hand. the cheap mix of various convenience store alcohol gave you the courage to comment on your matching t-shirts. that night he laughed, and you considered it a victory.

“just be yourself.”

“that was a while ago.” you settled on saying, glancing at his face.

he looked at the window ahead, “feels like yesterday the way i keep thinking about it.” 

you took a deep breath, knowing what he was hinting at. 

“i know you just said you thought i was cool,” he said, finally locking his eyes on you again. “could you let me confirm that?” his head tilted slightly as he asked, his tone careful.

you turned to fully face him and considered your options. cool guy, awesome quirk, and surprisingly a pretty cheesy. he couldn’t be more of your type. you searched his deep velvet eyes for a sign of regret, untruthfulness, anything that would force you to walk away. 

but you felt the corners of your lips curl up into a smile as more red peek out from his nose. you pointed at his dripping nose, “you sure it was the speakers?” your tone was playfully cocky. you had made your decision.

“fuck—“

⋆˚࿔ when courage calls

when a stupid bet leads to you try and befriend hitoshi shinsou

contains: the typical bet trope but spun around, pre-relationship, mutual pining, implied bi!reader, gn!reader, bi!denki mentioned (projecting sorry)

authors note: part one is the set up so u don’t have to read it.

(i got carried away writing out reader, denki, mina, and hanta's friendship dynamic not sorry)

part two is when reader interacts with shinsou.

part one word count: 1.2k

total word count: 3.7k

you lay lopsided on the class a common room couch. the sun had already set leaving you and your friends in a comfortably dim lit space. hanta slouched on the couch close beside you, toothpick twiddling along as lip as he scrolled on his phone. mina was sitting against the couch, hands drawn up to play with the ends of your hair. 

“whaattt do you mean?” the pink girl raised her head to focus on denki’s words, eyes slowly dragging away from your hair and to him. you had been trying to tune out their conversation and relax, but denki’s loudness and mina’s love for drama made it very difficult to be incurious about.

denki scrambled to sit up from his starfish-like position on the ground and leaned closer to the two of you, “i can always tell when someone has a crush!” he pointed his finger up confidently. “like mr. yamada! he totally likes sensei aizawa!” he exclaimed. you lifted your head, propping it on the palm of your hand. you were interested now.

mina doubled over in laughter, “you’re kidding right?” she giggled, “they’re literally married!” she giggled. denki’s face dropped and mina snorted. you couldn’t help but laugh with her.

“seriously?” denki muttered to himself, shaking his head. 

you nodded as hanta spoke up, “they told us when we were like first years man.” he confirmed, barely glancing up from his phone. 

“well still! i just had a feeling before you even told me so! my instincts are totally right!” he defended, crossing his arms in all seriousness.

“yeah?” mina grinned, leaning in his direction. “then can your instincts tell me who i had a crush on when we were first years?” she challenged. 

denki’s eyes immediately sparked, “that’s obvious. it was kiri right?” 

mina shook her head and tilted it back to look at you. she flashed you with a silly upside grin and it clicked. 

“me?” you thought out loud, your body unconsciously moving to sit up straighter.

“yeah!” mina said casually, leaving you assumed to was a tiny ‘friend’ crush– she has a lot of those. “and i wasn’t the only one.” she chirped. again, very casually.

“what the fuck, who?” denki squawked, his brisk ‘don’t care’ attitude fading away.

“god, you're nosy.” hanta laughed from behind his screen. “i’m pretty sure we all knew shoto liked y/n too.”

mina was quick to raise a brow, alongside you, “shoto..?” her nose scrunched up as she thought. “i mean, i’d believe it.” she shrugged.

“you don’t remember?” hantas question was targeted to mina. “that one time he asked us if we thought y/n would like to get a bouquet of flowers.” hanta nudged you with his foot and he wiggled his shoulders.

“it was right after we moved into the dorms, i thought it was a welcoming gift!” you blattered out. it was true. you vividly remember how he gave you the flowers and a very out-of-character hug. now that you were recalling the moment you could see the signs. his nervous sputtering, his tinted cheeks. were you really this oblivious?

“right. a welcome gift that he only gave you.” mina said in a serious tone. a flush of embarrassment crept up across your cheeks. “anyways, i was talking about jiro, not shoto.” mina said. “she had it bad. god don’t get me started with the love songs.” she dramatically groaned and the blood ran to your cheeks. you rested a cool hand on your face, attempting to ground yourself.

“wait so,” denki pointed to hanta, “shoto,” he then pointed to mina, “and jiro both liked y/n?” he affirmed.

“this is news for me too.” you muttered, the wave of hotness rush over your entire body now. “no way that’s real, right?” you forced yourself to laugh and dipped your head towards mina.

“oh those lyrics were definitely real,” mina shuttered as she rubbed your arm “but really, you’re a total catch babe! none of this is surprising.” she patted you.

“that is so not fairrr,” denki whined from across you. he leaned onto the couch behind him, throwing his head back and raising his hands. “how can y/n pull girls and guys and i can’t even rizz up shinsou.”

“because you're stupid?” hanta replied.

at the same time mina said, “because you— wait you’re trying to get with shinsou? like purple hair, mind quirk shinsou?”

for a moment you seriously considered going back to tuning out the conversation. 

together, the three of you glanced at denki. he just shrugged. “i mean i offered to do his physics homework.” 

mina hung onto his words, “and..?”

“and i might have forgotten to do it… but i still!” there was a stumble in his voice, “i tried!” 

“that is not how you flirt with someone denki,” you laughed, deciding you'd play into the light teasing. “you do know that right?”

denki let out a short huff, muttering, “like you could do better.”

hanta barked out a laugh, “they probably could.”

“oh yeahh they definitely could hanta.”  denki mocked, sticking out his tongue to the raven haired boy. 

“dumbass i’ll tape—!“ hanta tried to argue, body moving to lunge up from his spot on the couch but mina stopped him before he could. a shit-eating grin spread across denki's face. 

“guys, guys,” her voice hung in the air, catching both the boys' attention. “how about we make a bet out of this?” she peered at you, a curious look splattered across her face.

you mirrored her expression, “a bet? really? that’s kind of cliche don’t you think?” you looked to your other two friends, who had simmered down surprisingly quick. you studied the expressions on their faces, cursing yourself for becoming friends with the nosiest people at ua. (it takes one to know one)

“that wouldn’t be hero like…” you said, your tone leaning indecisive. “i mean, leading him on.. that’s wrong.”

mina was fast to shut down the paranoia slithering in your mind. “you don’t have to like woo him per se,” she playfully started. “just talk to him, be your normal self. and i bet he’ll fall for you!” you could almost see the cogwheels turning in her head as she spoke. mina’s imagination was prone to soar, especially when it came to anything relationship related.

“and i bet he won’t!” denki shot up. 

“i…” you bit your lip nervously. you had only spoken to shinsou a handful of times, never overstepping the boundary between classmates and friends. let alone anything romantic.

“hey, if he doesn’t end up liking you then it’s no harm to him,” hanta coaxed. “if this fails you could just consider it as making a new friend.” he shrugged.

“but i bet he won’t!” denki added in a hushed voice.

“shush!” mina said harshly to denki. she turned back to you, “only do it if you want to, okay?” she said.

technically it wouldn’t be wrong. you could just hang out with shinsou, see if he seems to show the tiniest bit of interest in you, and then act totally casual and cool about it if he does! nothing could go wrong there.

“as long as it doesn’t go too far.” you faltered.

“okay!” mina squealed. “one week from monday is the deadline.” the boys nodded in agreement and everyone melted back into the amiable atmosphere.

you removed your head from your hand and stretched back onto the couch below you, wondering what you just gotten yourself into.

part two here

just saw your cheerleader x bhna boys and 🤯🤯 I LOVE ITT

could you do this but with musical theatre reader and maybe add shinso?? 💗🤗

⋆˚࿔ behind the spotlight

— includes : kirishima, kaminari, sero, & shinsou (in that order)

contains: mostly gn!reader but eiji and denki say girlfriend once, fluff, established relationship, babe and baby used

authors note: thank u for the request anon! i’ll take this as a sign to never exclude shinsou again lolol so i added a little extra for u shinsou fans

⋆˚࿔ e.kirishima

eijiro is your biggest fan, making you feel like a mainstream actor. when you tell him you landed the lead role in newest musical, he seemed to be more excited than you! “i know you could do it, you’re the best!”

eijiro acts like your manager—a super nice one of course—he helps you rehearse your lines and guides you through warming up your voice.

he comes to every rehearsal he can make it too. eijiro cheers for you and your peers. your peers actually love him, how could they not? stage crew like to use him to carry and lift things, he enjoys doing these things knowing they help you in the long run.

secretly memorizes all the songs (and learns the meaning behind each of them) you’re singing so he won’t only be watching but also understanding.

his favorite musical is legally blonde! he thinks it’s super fun and elle woods quickly becomes his new inspiration.

on opening night, he gives you a bouquet of flowers before you go and stage. even in a rush he can’t help but encourage you, “can’t wait to see you on stage baby, i’m so excited.”

he is cheesing in the front row seats, his eyes not leaving you for a single second. he’s the first one standing when the show is over, clapping as the curtains come to a close.

“you were so good!” he engulfs you in a bear hug and you laugh. he is also brought to tears when he sees your glowing face, you’re like a real-life star and he gets to live in your glory.

after another bouquet of flowers and a million praises, he finally takes you home.

for the next three week he’s singing non-stop, the songs from the musical stuck in his head.

⋆˚࿔ d.kaminari

denki doesn’t know much about musical theater but after watching your first performance he finds that it’s his new eye candy.

when you tell him you landed the lead role denki grins, “what do i always say? my girlfriend is crazy talented!” his arm is draped around your shoulder. he pulls you closer, leaning down to kiss your cheek, “you’re gonna do amazing, i know it.”

tries his best to help you rehearse but gets distracted. “wait so, she has a crush on her sister's husband? that’s fucked up man.” even with his confusion he still manages to be super into the drama of it all.

denki lets you practice your stage makeup on him and is actually excited when you ask him to. thought by the end of it, he’s unsure, “are my cheeks supposed to be that… pink?”

would lose his mind if you had to do an onstage kiss. “can’t you just high-five instead! i mean you don’t have to kiss!” he says while he crosses his arm, practically pouting.

his favorite musical is heathers, no explanation needed. spongebob is a close second.

has tried to help backstage once but accidentally bumped into a switch and caused a power outage. the stage crew has been a little more cautious around him after that.

arrived to your show right as it starts so he can’t see you face to face until after the show, he’s devastated about this.

runs backstage as soon as the curtains fall, screaming. “BABE! YOU DID GREAT OUT THERE!” crushing you in a hug. he pulls back to hand you some flowers, the bouquet looking a bit shabby because he got fidgety during the show. “you're a star, should sign with broadway.” he teases as he walks you out.

denki somehow convinced the other theater kids to have an after party. so you spend the night celebrating with your boyfriend who makes this accomplishment feel special.

he may have auditioned for the next show to surprise you but didn’t get the role so he never told you about it.

⋆˚࿔ h.sero

hanta acts chill, but in the inside, he is amazed on how you keep on becoming more and more perfect, “lead role? holy shit babe that’s huge!” he brings you close and ruffles your hair “looks like i got an actor on my hands now.” he teases.

hanta is an absolute sweetheart, but he’s no actor. “oh no, how could you do this to me. i’m in completely despair.” he reads off the script with not a single hit of emotion behind his words. he then looks up with you with a grin, “did i do it good?” he’s trying his best to help you.

if you have a dance-heavy role he’ll joke about being jealous of your dance partner (he is not joking, he is jealous). he offers to help you practice dancing; this is mostly for his own pleasure.

tried to harmonize with you once but his voice cracked. hasn’t attempted to sing again since that day.

adds little encouraging doodles in the margins of your script. some with encouraging messages like, “you got this superstar!” others are… not so encouraging “i should’ve been cast as your super hot and cool love interest.”

got banned from watching your rehearsals because he would cheer every time you said your lines and boo everytime your love interest spoke. (denki was there supporting—booing—too)

his favorite musical was matilda, but after finding out that it’s originally british he changed it to mamma mia. now he can’t help but cry whenever he hears slipping through my fingers.

brings you chocolates and flowers on opening night. gives you a forehead kiss before you go on stage. “i’m might be more nervous than you,” he lets out an airy laugh and you end up having to comfort him. “break a leg!” he says as you walk off, his voice still weary.

he pretends to be causal when he sees you preform for the first time but how could he? you were perfect in every way and so impossible to ignore.

“you are so awesome.” is all he can say when you come off the stage. he is absolutely starstruck. he pulls you a long hug because he is just so freaking proud of you.

⋆˚࿔ h.shinsou

hitoshi is a part of the tech/backstage crew for the theater. he’s seen all the shows and actors before. so it comes to no surprise to him when you tell him you got the lead role, knowing how good you are. “of course you got the lead baby, you’re the best actor here.” he almost laughs at your modesty.

you both being theater heads leads to a lot of helping each other out! arriving at the theater early to help him prepare the stage speakers while you warm up your voice.

hitoshi is ecstatic when you ask him to adjust your mic or move the lights. he’ll take any chance he can to help you out.

if you’re alone in the theater rehearsing, hitoshi sometimes likes to mess with you through the intercom “that’s not how you said the line last time!” he calls out. you didn’t even know he was watching you.

lets you ruffle his hair and mess with his headset.

maybe the other actors don’t know it, but the stage crew does. hitoshi makes sure the stage crew never hears the end of your achievements. he doesn’t even mean to, he just finds himself commenting on your performance.

“she’s really good at that.” he watches from backstage with a smile, speaking to no one in particular.

“be careful with that set piece, my girlfriend is on stage.” he says it deadpan, but eveyone knows he’s serious.

his favorite musical is the addams family, obviously.

consoles in izuku about color theory so he can learn what color stage lights will match best with your skin tone.

you get ready for opening night together. he zips up your costume and you tighten his tie. he gives you flowers and a high quality pair of sheer tights, you almost propose to him right there.

hitoshi is happy he has the pleasure of watching you backstage, seeing you from an angle no one else is.

you stand next to each other when the show is over, and the time comes to bow for the crowd. he doesn’t let go of your hand when the curtain drops. before you can even open your mouth to ask, he speaks “perfect, fucking perfect.” he praises as guides you into a gentle kiss.

Hello…. It’s me again…. 🥸

Please vote in this poll because I don’t know what to write next. I have been wanting to write about President Hawks so badly but I’m writing a Hawks OC FANFIC (link here) so all my hawks lore goes to that.

I’ve also been sitting on this shinou x reader in a band idea for a minute…..

Heavy on MHA right now…….