I thought I'd share this because I love how much fun Neil and his wife are having and how down to earth the voice actor is. If you watch you can see Sam Riegel's face at the end too! Credit is to the R House who shared this on their social media!

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I thought I'd share this because I love how much fun Neil and his wife are having and how down to earth the voice actor is. If you watch you can see Sam Riegel's face at the end too! Credit is to the R House who shared this on their social media!
Shinsou Hitoshi x chubby Reader
I worked pretty hard on this one but it was kinda rushed. I hope you like it.
Here are some people that inspire me! @alpha-bnha-boys and @random-mha-thoughts
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The days were becoming shorter and the weather chilled steadily while leaves fell crisp to the frost covered ground. You currently sat in an egress window cuddled in a fuzzy blanket overlooking the city outside. And Shinsou made hot cocoa in the kitchen, the pot clanked lightly as he stirred the delicious liquid. You stood and crept behind him to wrap your arms around him. He kissed your arm that was placed around his shoulders lightly, like a feather of a touch, tickling the area his lips were placed.
When the mugs were full of the steaming drink, you snuggled under the blanket in the window, his head laying in your lap. He always had trouble sleeping but when you played with his hair he would pass out quickly.
You gently carded your fingers through his lilac curls and he hummed in satisfaction. He’d had a rough day, a building caught fire and he tried to help the civilians out but they refused because he had a “villain” quirk. He had to use his quirk to help them out and afterwards... well let’s just say they weren’t pleased. Not only that, but media reports are seeing him as the bad guy in all this. So, yes, he deserved his favorite treatment.
Your thick thighs cradled his head gently, his cheek rubbed against your left thigh. He faced towards the glass and his chest rose and fell in a way that told you he was out cold.
You closed your eyes as you twisted his hair around your fingers; leaning your head against the cold glass, leaving an ache where it became chilled.
You hummed your favorite song and listened to the heating in your little house blow through the vents. The house was not very large, clean and a pretty lilac color. You lived near his job and your house was definitely out of place between two skyscrapers. It was comical, as the height difference was exponential.
You had your eyes closed but squinted them open when light flashed, your eyelids going red from the brightness. It was the quick few flashes that followed that had you open your eyes and sit up suddenly, you lifted Hitoshi up and carried him away from the window bridal style, waking him up from the fast jostling.
“What?” He mumbled as he tried to sit up when you placed him on the couch. You didn’t answer the question right away and instead walked to the window and flipped off whoever was out there.
“Someone took some pictures of us in the window, hun.” You growled lowly. He hummed in confusion then opened his eyes wide.
“Shit.”
“Yep.”
“Shit!”
“I know.”
“This could be used in so many different ways, (Y/n)! There could be tabloids right now about how terrible a husband I am, having you help me relax, or ones that say that I’m brainwashing you!” He was in destress, pulling his hair and breathing heavily. You reached out and pulled him into your arms to calm him down, grabbing his hands away from your favorite locks.
“Baby, honey, sweetie, it’s gonna be fine. It’s not like they caught us doing the do. We’ll be okay. This’ll brush over eventually, we’ll be okay. I’m here right now and I’m not planning on leaving, alright? Don’t think that that quirk of yours is going to make me want to leave? I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.” He sighed and sunk into your hold. Tears were in the corners of his eyes and you wiped them away with your thumbs while you hands held his cheeks and jaw.
“Okay.” He sighed and flopped onto the couch with you still in his hold.
“Okay?” You laughed when he bounced you a bit.
“Yeah, I’m chill. Sorry, I freaked out too much.”
“No, it’s ok, baby. It’ll be fine.”
And it was fine surprisingly, you woke up one morning to see your husband, slack jawed, staring at his phone in disbelief.
“What is it?” You asked and crawled to his side of the bed.
“Those pictures of us went viral,” you nodded slowly, trying to follow along, “and they’re all giving positive feedback about us. People are talking about how cute we are and how you’re such a wonderful wife and how we were are a super cute and domestic couple.” You smiled brighter and brighter every word he spoke.
“Can I see?” He nodded and handed you the phone. Apparently a fan took those pictures and posted them online about how amazing you both were. There were a couple of you almost sleeping in the window and one of you carrying him away while he looked confused as to what was happening and finally the one of you flipping off the camera man.
The comments were mostly positive and a lot of people liked your spunk on how you stuck up for yourself and your husband. You smiled as you read the comments and skipped over the negative without a second glance.
“That’s great, honey bun!” You cheered to him and hugged around his shoulders. He hugged you tightly and kissed your temple.
He soon had to leave your work and you stayed home looking at the cute pictures, then decided “why not?” and looked at the comment section.
“She’s so fat, how is he still staying with her?”
“Her stomach looks so bloated! Is she pregnant or obese??”
“Omg!!! Shinsou looks so cute! Who’s that ugly cow with him?”
Your wide smile fell, and your chest clenched painfully. These comments were making you tear up. How could you’ve been so foolish!? Of course Hitoshi doesn’t want to be with you! Why would he marry a fat person? He must’ve only done it out of pity for you, “Sure date the quirkless fat girl! That’ll make you feel like a big strong hero!”
You sobbed for a bit and looked down at your shirt in anger. How had you not realized how tightly all of Hitoshi’s clothes fit on you? Or how you filled any place you went with just your presence of being there?!
You felt sad and confused and angry that some rude comments were enough to tip you over the edge, to send you tumbling down a rabbit hole of your old insecurities and self hatred.
You didn’t know how long you had been crying until Hitoshi opened the door and walked in with a small succulent plant in a cute pot for you to keep on your window.
“Baby, what’s wrong?” He asked lightly as he dropped to the floor next to you only for you to flop into him, now crying harder.
“Sweet thing, have you been crying on the floor all day?” He asked with concern when he saw your pajamas that you were wearing this morning. You nodded into his chest and were still crying when he pulled your head from his shoulder and wiped your tears with his strong hands.
“What’s wrong, baby?” He looked scared and confused as to why he came home after a great day to see the most beautiful woman in the world crying on the floor by the bed.
You pointed miserably to the phone you’d dropped next to you hours ago and he opened it with his fingerprint. He didn’t know what he was looking upon at first until he saw the comments.
“Oh, sweet pea, you’re not fat, you’re absolutely gorgeous. The most beautiful person on this planet” you smiled at him slightly but still had that ache in your chest.
“Did you eat today?” You shook your head. “Let’s get something, okay? How about takeout? Maybe Italian?” You nodded and snuggled into his chest.
“I wish I could change the opinions of others but I can’t. No matter what happens, know that to me,” he grabbed your chin to look at his face and you gazed into his tired purple eyes, “you are the strongest, sweetest, kindest, most beautiful woman I have ever met. You have compassion over others, and you are considerate. If the people who wrote those comments met you, they would eat their words. I love you so much.”
You both spent the rest of the day cuddling, eating, and talking about both your struggles and problems and he told you continuously how much he loves you.
This is a reunion I didn’t know I needed 😭
(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oexhZ7FKLdU)