Shinsou Hitoshi Week

[JULY 1st - 7th] A week dedicated to appreciate everyone's tired son | Please, read our #rules | Brought to you by @bnha-memes

[shinsouhitoshi-week]

Hello! I was wondering, is this week also going to be hosted for 2019? I was planning on starting a Shinsou Hitoshi Appreciation Week, but it turns out there's already one! :D

Yes, we plan to celebrate it again this year from July 1st to July 7th, as last year! 

[katsukiboom]

Are They Gone? - Shinsou Week

This is for day 6 of Shinsou Week and I chose the prompt ‘Fears’ - I know the event is done but I want to finish it, and I can’t believe I actually am this late ;; but here it is, hope you guys like it! <3

They were everywhere, those little deviants.

Eight legs, hairy tiny bodies, eyes that seemed to follow you as you ran through a house filled with them - the spiders were crawling out of the walls and even the ceiling, falling close to you as you passed by but in your rush you never noticed just how many there actually were. Just the thought of being there made you feel desperate and scared beyond belief which only served to make you move forward faster, your gaze looking frantically back and forth as you searched for the exit to finally break free from your own personal hell.

Somehow, the arachnids made almost imperceptible sounds as they followed you, their legs against the wooden floor sounding much like a clock ticking away; in your frenzy you wondered if they weren’t just small metaphors that your mind used to warn you of something, but you discarded the option as you turned around a corner and saw an open door at the end of a long hall. Your own legs were almost giving in, your breath heavy and heartbeat irregular but you were determined and kept going even if the tiredness was already wearing you down.

Your pace was slower but continuous yet the door never seemed to come closer as the noises behind you grew and grew and you finally realized that there wouldn’t be any way of reaching the door, the end of the hallway just another reminder that there wasn’t really a way of running away from your fears. You wanted to cry as you took the remaining strength you felt and screamed his name before falling to your knees, the sounds overwhelming you as you felt the tingling of the spiders clinging to you and their little teeth and claws sinking into your skin.

Until you woke up.

“(Y/N)! Please, talk to me!” a nervous Shinsou loomed over you and held you by the shoulders, shaking you softly until you opened your eyes and noticed the tears that were falling down your cheeks and onto the pillow. “Love, are you okay? Look at me, please.” he sounded really distressed and in just a moment you launched yourself in his direction, wrapping your arms tightly around his torso and crying even harder as his warmth enveloped you.

You were happy that it was all over yet the sensation on you remained intact, and it disgusted and freaked you out more than you could’ve ever described to anyone. Hitoshi wrapped an arm around your form and his free hand started caressing your hair, something he had learned soothed you and made you feel sleepy again quickly. “It… it was horrible,” you started after a few minutes, your voice shaky and almost a whisper - his heartbeat was the one thing to calm you down though. “They were all around me, and they wanted to get me. I felt them, I felt them all over my arms and legs and crawling into my hair and… I just…”

“Sh, it’s okay,” he muttered against your forehead as he placed a short kiss there. “There are no more spiders here, only you and me; I’ll be here if they appear again and will make sure to kick each and every single one of their tiny asses if they dare scare you again.” His tone was so serious that it made you chuckle a bit between the sobs, and in that very moment you felt the luckiest girl in the world for having him next to you - pulling away, you noticed the dark wet spot that now decorated the front of his shirt but before you could have the time to apologize about it he pulled it off and threw it on the floor next to the bed. It never failed to amaze you to see his bare body, but that night all you could think about were his strong arms holding you close as you drifted to sleep together once more. “I promise I won’t let you get scared like that again (Y/N),” he said as he cupped your face with both hands before kissing the tip of your nose and your lips as gently as he could. “I’ll be right next to you to try and make you feel better.”

[thecheeseishaunted]

sleep deprived and irritated 

day5 :sleeplessness/relaxing&rest 

[ri0tpark]

Shinsou Week Day 7: Free Day

Wanted to do some Shiniida fluff for the last day of Shinsou Week. It was a blast!!

Thanks @shinsouhitoshi-week for starting this!

[thecheeseishaunted]

Day3: mythology/friends 

I decided to draw my boy as a demon (I referenced the demon hanzo skin from overwatch)

[carnisanubis]

Cat quirk or something idk.

Day 7: Your choice

[its-towarzysz]

Day 7: Your choice.

I wanted to make a simple headshot of happy Shinsou for @shinsouhitoshi-week . But then my mind was like “Well, Shinsou is like a son to Aizawa, right? Well, you know what that means!” I actually had to fight myself to make it less creepy this is a situation when linear is actually better than the sketch. It didn’t look that well in my style, so I’ve decided to try something new, and I think it looks great.

[coffee-fuelled-consternation]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary: Through some misadventures with a glass of water, a mouse, and an extra-credit assignment, Shinsou just may end up with a little more than he bargained for.

(It’s 6 in the morning, what am I doing)

[coffee-fuelled-consternation]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary: All Hitoshi wants is one quiet day.

What he gets is a cat cafe, a broken phone, and one very determined green-haired dork.

(YEAH I’M LATE SO I’MMA TRY AND MAKE TWO FICS TOMORROW TO MAKE UP FOR IT I’M SORRY)

(I AM A MESS OF TENSES)

[wyst-ar]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

It’s only got the first chapter for now, as I’m planning to update day by day, but here’s my Shinsou Hitoshi Appreciation Week (SHAW) fic!

@shinsouhitoshi-week

Thanks for letting me be a part of this event! It’s so cool! <3 ^-^

[old-mtsbi-deactivated20200622]

causing accidents ch1

rated: t

word count: 3019

pairing: todoroki shouto/shinsou hitoshi

The question was bland but Hitoshi didn’t doubt that Todoroki was being earnest in his own way. He was rather blunt, just as Hitoshi could be, and if he was really bothered by something, he’d probably mention it.

Hitoshi sucked in another deep breath and answered.

“I want you to pretend to be my boyfriend.”

read here

[katsukiboom]

Late At Night - Shinsou Week

This is day 5 of Shinsou Week - I went with the prompt ‘Sleepless’ for this one and wrote some friendship fluff bc friends supporting each other is a great thing. I hope you guys like it! 

Your phone vibrated six times before stopping. Then another four, and six more times before you finally woke up and grabbed it ready to tell off whoever dared bother you at 2 am in the morning, but when you saw his name popping up in your screen you couldn’t feel but feel a sudden rush of adrenaline that pulled you out of your sleepy cloud for the time being. Shinsou-kun was the name that appeared as the call continued, and you cleared your throat before replying.

“Hi (Y/N)-san,” he started, his voice tired yet happy and you guessed he was having a rough night due to nightmares again - it was something you had told him to do, to call you whenever he needed it, and even if at first you hadn’t really expected him to do it you were fairly proud when Hitoshi called you for the first time. “Do you have a moment to talk?”

“Always for you.”

You had been friends for a couple of months now, having met back at the start of the year at the Yuuei entrance exam, although you’d find out later that you didn’t make the cut for the Heroics department and were forced to go for the second school you had chosen. This never meant that the friendship stopped at that very first day as he had met you again at the end of the tests, ready to ask you for your number and asking how you had been through the day. Although you were afraid he’d forget you as soon as the school year started, you were surprised when he messaged you the following week to meet up, and ever since then your friendship had flourished beyond belief; you were thankful, and you were sure he was as well.

That night, he told you about how he had been awake for hours as he had dreamt about the world around him morphing into some kind of dystopian universe where everyone he met was out to get him for trying to break free of his own Quirk’s stigmatization. “You were also there, but you… you pushed me aside and left me alone… and then everything was dark…” he paused often to breathe deeply and you could tell that things were affecting him more than usual that night, but you let him continue as you knew that letting it all out would be beneficial for him. “I have never felt so alone… it was truly awful, and I just wanted to wake up as soon as possible because the longer I remained there the longer I’d have to see you get away, and it hurt.”

Letting out a soft chuckle, you sighed as you turned around to lay on your stomach with your face half buried on your pillow. If he had been there with you, he would’ve seen the furious blush that now tinted your cheeks. He had that ability to make you feel good with just a few words. “If I didn’t know you better I’d think that’s some sort of confession,” you said, but as you felt the silence coming from the other side of the line you worried a bit that your comment had made him uncomfortable. “S-Shinsou-kun, I was just kidding - I’m sorry if I made things awkward. I’m sure you’re feeling quite restless so if you want to try and get some sleep I’ll leave you to it.”

Without saying anything else, you placed the phone beside you and just listened to his own breathing until one single word pulled you out of your train of thoughts. “Stay,” was the one thing he had decided to say, just one word that held so much meaning behind the shaky voice that now talked to you through the speaker. “Please, just stay and talk to me. It’s not awkward; we’re friends and of course I’m going to want you to be with me.”

You let out a content sigh as you smiled and added with a playful tone, “Well then, I could… lull you to sleep!” to which he only laughed as well. It felt good to have a friend like him, someone who you could joke around and not having any feelings damaged. He was a great friend, maybe your best friend, and you didn’t want to lose him.

“Please don’t,” he replied after a shared moment of chuckles. “You know you’re a terrible singer.”

[velikaya-art]

A happy day for babby-Shinsou! He names the kitty Mr. Meowser!

[katsukiboom]

Home Alone - Shinsou Week

So for day 4 of Shinsou Week I chose the prompty ‘family’ and made it sort of angsty???? I don’t know if it worked out well and I’m open to hearing from you guys. I hope you like it! <3 I’ll have day 5 up soon!

Hitoshi stared at the cold dinner in front of him and back to the clock that hung from the kitchen wall – 10pm already. Picking up his phone from beside his plate, he checked for any possible unread messages before he sent one last text to his father. ‘Are you coming?’ it was short, but Hitoshi wanted to let him know that this was not something that sat well with him even if his dad had already explained multiple times that his work was important for the two of them.

It was the third time that week alone, and while his father wasn’t a pro-hero there would always be something that held him back at the office, often not showing up until late hours of the night while Hitoshi was already in bed. Sometimes he’d stay awake secretly just to hear him come in his bedroom and sighing when he saw him already ‘sleeping’, but Hitoshi knew better than to complain about it. It would work for nothing as it was his father’s duty now that they were alone, yet there were moments when Hitoshi wished the burden he carried was smaller even if just a bit.

Without waiting for an answer the teenager picked up his dinner and put it away in the fridge carefully, his stomach protesting loudly because of the lack of food but he wouldn’t mind at all - it felt better to go to bed completely empty, even if his body thought otherwise, because it left more free space for all of his thoughts to roam free. Bad or good, that mattered none. His favourite activity when alone in the house was just lie on his bed, looking at the ceiling and creating fun stories with the shadows created with the light the streetlamps offered through the other side of his window.

It was about an hour later that he heard keys outside of the main door followed by a sigh as soon as it opened, his father’s steps filling the silence left everywhere else in the place. Hitoshi heard as he left his shoes before changing into his slippers, how he scanned the living room and the kitchen searching for his son before finally making his way to his bedroom. He wouldn’t hide the sadness that filled his heart, and he wouldn’t care if it became too much to handle; it was already hard enough to balance on his own.

“Hey Hitoshi,” his father said as he appeared on the door while turning on the room’s light, his expression turning into a gentle smile as his son’s remained unperturbed as they looked at each other. “It’s the first time in a while you’re awake when I get home. Is everything okay?”

Sitting up on the bed with his legs crossed and yawning just a bit Hitoshi decided to just let everything out at once, hoping not to regret it later. “Besides the fact that I have a dad that barely spends time with me, if at all, yeah, everything’s fine.” He saw the older man flinched a bit at his words, the smile slowly disappearing as he frowned. “I’m even impressed that you came home this early - how are things in the office? Is it more comfortable there?”

“Look I… I understand you’re… upset,” his dad started saying, but every word just served as fuel for Hitoshi’s anger.

“That’s the thing, I don’t think you understand.” He wondered just how he was keeping his cool even with all the emotions flowing out, but he was sure that he’d have to be the one to remain calm for things not to go overboard. He looked down at his sheets before adding, “I’ve barely seen you in over a month, you’re always acting like your job’s more important and I know that it’s because you want to keep us afloat and assure that we’ll have a good future but… I don’t know… is it really more important than spending at least a moment with me?”

There was more silence for a moment before Hitoshi felt his dad walking towards the bed, sitting down next to him and then wrapping his arms around his fragile form in a way that he hadn’t felt in so long it was almost foreign. It was his father’s way of saying he was sorry, of admitting his mistakes, and while it didn’t fill the gap that was forming in his heart he knew that it was at least one step forward. “You’re right,” the older one started. “I have been neglecting you, and it is for our future, but maybe there could be some other way to do it. I had absolutely no idea that you felt like this and I’m truly sorry that I made you feel like this Toshi, I can only hope to make it better from now on and try to be a better father figure to you.”

The sound of his old nickname being used brought back many memories that he thought he’d long forgotten and a few tears pooled on the corners of his eyes but he swallowed them before pulling away from the hug, decided not let his dad see him cry. “I’m not asking for much - I just want to spend some time together, and feel like we’re a family again,” Hitoshi mumbled still unable to meet the other’s gaze. “I kind of miss feeling like that.”

“I know you do,” his father said as he put a hand on his son’s shoulder reassuringly. Looking up again, Hitoshi could see him thinking about something when he finally added with a big smile, “Maybe I could take a day off or two next week and we can come up with something fun to do! We could go out with our bikes for a while or we could check out that new restaurant that opened last week!”

The pain that having his parents away brought would take a fairly long time to heal, and while he was sure that things would not be as smooth as before he was more than willing to give themselves a second chance to mend everything the best they could. Smiling up at his father with newfound hope in both their stares, he muttered, “I’d like that very much,” before hugging him once more.

Everything would fall back in place very soon.

[kuso-otaku]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

@shinsouhitoshi-week , Day 2: Cats/Hero

Title: Patrol

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi

Tags: Fluff, Dadzawa, Shinson, Hero Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Training Shinsou Hitoshi, 

Word count: 327

Summary:  In which Dadzawa and Shinson go on patrol.

Read it on Ao3

Day 1, Day 2, Day 3, Day 4, Day 5, Day 6, Day 7

[rip-aizawa]

Day 5: Sleepless / Relaxing & rest

i took the theme very loosely, but it was fun. he can’t sleep because his head’s too full.

[velikaya-art]

Falling asleep in weird places seems like a Shinsou thing