Okay This Kinda Ended Up Hella Long And I Didnt Want You To Feel Like You Had To Answer It Publically

Okay this kinda ended up hella long and I didn’t want you to feel like you had to answer it publically if you don’t want to!

But thank you for all of your input 😊😊

@echo-of-sounds

*They way I see it- it doesn’t effect the deaf and only effects the hard of hearing to a certain limit, like becoming heavily drowsy depending on the ability to hear. It doesn’t really matter if they hear what her words are as much as the tone/melody to them. But correct if they have electrical aides her song is “cleansed”, and wouldn’t have an effect.

(Making it work through aides but not speaker systems seems a little odd to me considering we can’t expect her quirk to reach everyone all the time)

*If an area is loud the people who would be closer to her and hear her, for the most part, clearly would still be effected.

The way I see that is like- if she stands in the middle of a gathering, the immediate like 6 people who are going to hear her the clearest are going to become heavily drowsy/subdued, but the next rings are going to feel less and less.

*As I see it yes- the volume that she produces her song at will determine the strength in which is hits someone.

Could vary from being a nice and light floating type feeling to head spinning and feeling like you’re being pulled under wave.

*Physical ways of blocking your ears aren’t realiable against her quirk because I do see her being able to increase the effect with volume.

Like covering your ears when you don’t want to listen to what someone has to say doesn’t work if they keep getting louder, that’s how I see her quirk used. It would depend on how much of her song she gets through. It’s wouldn’t be something long and in most cases would be able to be done fairly quickly. If she isn’t able to finish it but got maybe 85/90% through it I would think of them as asleep. 85% being roussble with effort but they’d be fairly useless for a bit. But any less than that and they would be on the a scale of no effect to sleepy/task incompetent.

*When I say that she isn’t a combat oc I was mistaken- in the way that she is able to protect herself when her quirk fails, but that she’s not someone that’s centered on it. That she’s more suited for small group fights if she has to.

I think more like Aizawa in the USJ arc.

I have wanted to give her a capture/stun item- but haven’t decided which yet. But I agree that she needs a way to support herself in different combat styles 😊😊 I like to think along the lines of a bo staff or something similar to keep enemies from grabbing her

My thoughts are filled right now of Shinsou as a father and how he is a total simp for his lovely wife, and how he will make an amazing father and husband PERIOD!!

Okay FULL STOP because you said Daddy!Shinso.... and I’m literally going to cry...

I always get so caught up in thinking about this concept and it’s one that I return to allllll the time... (and I mean, what can I say? I’ve been a sucker for family!AUs since I was little...)  

But yeah, though... family man Shinso IS an amazing father and husband... 

I feel like he’d definitely want at least one girl, but I love thinking about him with a little boy as his first child who’s EXACTLY like him; with pretty curls, droopy eyes, and some version of his quirk... 

He’s obviously a super smart and calm kid, doesn’t cry AT ALL, loves tummy time with the both of you and always seems super happy when being read to...

And honestly, I think Shinso would be great with a newborn or young toddler, too, because he’d be happy to do all of the nighttime work just so you can rest... if the baby’s hungry, he’ll just bring them to you, and if it’s anything else, he’s happy to hold them or rock them to sleep for however long it takes.

The only downside to this though, is that I bet when he gets a bit older, just like Shinso, he ends up being super attached to you and is always CLINGING to your side... holding onto your dress or pants around the house, resting in your arms whenever you’re sitting down... you name it... 

And Shinso is definitely a little pouty about this because 1. He is a good dad and your baby does seem to like him okay enough (which you tell him all the time), but also, 2. You and him time has turned into... you, him and baby time, too... With his son always trying to cuddle you when he sneakily tries to get his own cuddles (alone)... 

(Your boy running alongside the both of you when you go into your room after dinner...)

But anyway, your son eventually goes to kindergarten and that’s when you decide to have your second baby... a little girl, and she makes up for everything. 

(I think there would be a bigger age gap between his kids, probably because he’d really want to focus in on them when they were little before having another, and because of his schedule as a Hero...)

For all the ways your son clings to you, your daughter clings to Shinso... and God, he’s so happy because just like he wanted, she look exactly like you. He could never really favor one baby over another, but he can’t deny that he likes being the center of attention for once. 

(You just rolls your eyes when he pretends like he’s not gonna let you hold her... smug grin and all.)

She’s calm and smart just like her brother, of course, but just a tiny bit more fussy (which she gets from you) when it comes to who she’s being held by... growing up to be a little daddy’s girl who’s favorite color is... purple🥺

I feel like her quirk would be psych related but not exactly brainwashing... maybe something in relation to or combination with yours, or even something evolved, like talking to animals or telekinesis... 

But regardless, Zoo Wee Mama because your son is such a good older brother, too... goes around holding her hand when she first learns to walk, comes home from school everyday and reads out all his homework to her... always sits next to her to color with her while making sure to offer her bits of his snacks...

(Just like Shinso does for you when he’s working...)

And when they get older, literally no one bullies her because everyone at school knows about her cool older brother who’s also her biggest hypeman...

And all the while, Shinso is such a good dad... doing stuff like buying your whole family matching puffy coats, helping to put on the kid’s shoes everyday... even taking you all grocery shopping and carrying the little one in a baby sling while holding your hand (he grumbles about it, but lets the older one sit in the cart)... 

And while I know people say this kind of stuff a lot... I also feel like Shinso would be really good at doing hair... Mostly because he’s had to deal with his own wild cowlick for most of his life, so he has a bit of experience, but also because he really just doesn’t want your kids to go through the struggle of having to worry about what to do with it constantly. 

(Also I just love thinking about Shinso’s little girl having cute Dutch braids that he did himself.)

And when everyone is a teen, he’s kind of a cool dad, too... really supportive and thoughtful, always willing to listen, and overall VERY reassuring... who does stuff like drives them places, gets them fast food after sport practices, even helps them and all their friends find internships if need be... and your kids never ever misbehave because of this, as they just don’t want him to be disappointed in them when they do bad things or are mean to you (not that they really want to do bad things in the first place)... 

But Jesus, if you guys don’t have the family that everyone is jealous of... I would be lying. 

So yeah.... Can’t type anymore because I’m FULL ON BAWLING... but you. are. so. right...  

(And P.S., in my humble opinion, you’d have a third baby, too; another girl... this time, she’s a good mix of both of you but 100% gets your quirk, and Shinso is overjoyed. But that’s just me thinking out loud. Okay bye for real now.)

The OG Aizawa fight, a.k.a When My Love for Aizawa Hit Me Like a Truck

“i want this but pregnant” oh fuck, oh damn, oh shit. that’s soft and i’m here for it

In reference to this post and my tw soft tags on it.

Enji’s dysphoric, but he’s also never been happier.

Having you, seeing you, even breathing in the same air as you—all of it equates to his second life, his second coming. A second chance at happiness, that of which.. he questions if he even deserves at times.

But wordlessly, you seem to always pick up on these feelings the moment they begin to poison his mind.

Even now, as you rest your head so peacefully on his bicep, his free hand softly thrumming along the taut skin of your swollen belly, eyes focused hard enough to bore holes into your womb, baby and all.

“Enji?” He doesn’t respond, can’t orient himself to reality by himself, no, he needs the gentle squeeze of your palm, the shift of your gaze into his azure eyes, a press of your lips into his warm skin. “Stop overthinking, our baby doesn’t like it.”

He blinks, nods his head before refocusing on the ebb and flow of the life that you’ve—the life that the two of you have created.

“Right, for our baby.. I’m sorry, dear.”

And Enji doesn’t expect your giggles, furrows his brows as he asks you what’s so funny, even more so when you answer you are.

He asks with bated breath, “Why is that?”

You twist your legs into his, toes frigid against the furnace of his own, futher pressing the massive sum of your love into his arms, “Just because..”

You sigh before shutting your eyes, “You’re beating yourself up over something you haven’t even done. At least,” he sucks in a breath as you pause, shoulders tense, expecting the worst—as he does,

“At least, not this time.”

“How do we know that I won’t? How do we know that I’m.. capable of change?”

“Of change, you say?” He nods once, expression soft yet firm as you graze your chin, your heart fluttering because even a man of his age, of his caliber, despite his status and experience, is looking to you for such advice. It’s almost silly.

Well, it does make sense, considering that he’s married to you, after all.

“I don’t doubt your ability to raise our child, since we’ll be doing it together,” you ground him with the feeling of your nails raking against the coarse hairs of his forearm, “I can’t speak much of your change, though I’m confident that you have. But there is one thing I’m sure of.”

“And that is?” His heavy arm curls around your shoulders.

“That you’re capable of love—and I think.. that’s more than enough for now, don’t you?”

He isn’t sure, not with his head clouded over like this. Apprehension, worry, and guilt seeming to devour him. But he thinks that maybe yours is.

No, he’s sure of it. Your love is definitely enough. For him.

DO NOT RECOMMEND ANY OF MY WORKS ON TIKTOK.

True ⚬ Colours

What I wouldn't give to roll around in the hayloft with farmhand Kirishima 🥴 he's all worried about how you're pulling him away from his work and what if he gets caught slacking off but then you lead him up into the loft and you've got a blanket laid out and he's like oh. Oh THAT'S what you wanted to show him. And he's still worried about getting caught but he's been eyeing those little shorts of yours all day and one little quickie couldn't hurt anything, right?

ONE LITTLE QUICKIE COULDN’T HURT ANYTHING RIGHT 🗣🗣🗣

Anon... u got me turned me on at work HIGH KEY bc this HITS😾

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It’s a good thing the hayloft is so hidden, tucked away in one of your Pa’s more empty barns, still smelling off sawdust and salt, and lit by little more than the cracks in the roof... despite how neither fact seems to matter much when you’re the one leading him there.

One of his thick, calloused hands wrapped up in yours, Kirishima wonders how he’s supposed to stop himself from giving into you, especially since you always seem so excited to spot him across the field and wave him over, ignorant of how the other farmhand’s eyes glow green at the sight of you in your blue and red gingham.

That doesn’t stop him from following you, though, even if he protests, albeit weakly and under the guise that he wouldn’t want to upset your father...

Still, he melts at the sight of the little makeshift fort you made, at the lunchbox you brought him, and the way your cheeks curve as you smile, already crawling onto the mess of hay and patting the spot right next to you.

He never fails to take your face in his hands so he can pepper your cheeks in thankful kisses before he eats, his favorite prayer.

And later, when you straddle him on the little blanket, his palms rubbing over the plush fat of your hips to brush away the hay that sticks to your skin, your own pressed to his chest as you lean up to kiss him... it’s no really surprise that kirishima’s popping a stiffy and tugging your panties and shorts to the side all so you can ride him just for a quick minute, his thumb already pressing on your clit.

It’s really quite surprising that no ones caught the both of you yet, your moans enough to shake the red wood of the barn (or so you claim), Kirishima jogging away from your siesta (way too soon) with sweat dripping down his back and straw in his hair... and your own neck now bruised, lips raw and slick.

And when you do finally make your way back to the main house, panties in hand, Kiri blows you kisses🥺