Hi Can I Request Head Cannons Of Shinsou, Kirishima, Mirio, And Hawks With A Fem!black!crush That Has

Hi 🥺 Can I request head cannons of Shinsou, Kirishima, Mirio, and Hawks with a fem!black!crush that has a beautiful resting face and a just as gorgeous smile? She’s just chilling. Melanin glowing, curls/locs popping, and full lips glossed up to perfection; Sis is just fine for no reason but suddenly one of these bois does something that makes her smile or laugh and their hearts just nut.

Hi love 🥺💕 Yessss I love this request! And don’t worry I haven’t forgotten about your other request ❤️✨😙 (it’ll be posted in the next 1-2 days 👀)

When Their S/O Is Just That Fine - Headcannon

Characters: Shinsou 🤯, Kirishima 🦈, Mirio 🦸🏼‍♂️, and Hawks 🦅

Warnings: best boys fanboying over a black ✨queen✨, soft boys, fluff, tiny bit of swearing

Shinsou

Hitoshi has a hard time expressing his feelings at first, so he mostly just watches

He started developing a small crush as soon as she walked through the classroom door

He had never seen someone that looked like her and baby boy was ✨starstruck✨🤩🤩

He swears he literally almost passed out when the teacher was assigning her seat because he secretly wanted her to sit next to him

She sat in the row next to him so that he was on her right and the window was to her left

Shinsou KNEW he definitely was crushing on her hard when she treated him like a normal boy and didn’t care about his quirk being a stereotypical villain quirk

It was a sunny day and she had gotten to class early because she wanted time to talk to her friends (also because Shinsou usually got there early)

When Shinsou tiredly walked through the classroom door, his eyes widened because of how she looked

He literally thought he died and went to HEAVEN because of the way the sun shone on her making her melenated skin glow

She wasn’t talking to her friends at the time because they hadn’t gotten there yet so she was drawing, completely unaware that a pair of purple eyes were watching

She wore a content expression on her face as she looked at the drawing, narrowing her eyes before erasing something

She nodded once to herself, causing a few of her long locs to fall into her face

Pushing the hair out of her face, she looked to her right, smiling when she saw Shinsou taking his seat

“Woah...” Shinsou mumbled unconsciously, causing the girl’s nose to crinkle slightly as she tilted her head in confusion

“What?” She questioned and Shinsou’s face grew hot realizing he had said it out loud.

“No-Nothing!” He answered quickly, the blush dusting his cheeks seeming to redden. The girl’s smile widened as her dark eyes shined in the sunlight.

“Come on, Shinsou...”

“Y-you just look really pretty.” He said softly, avoiding her eyes for fear of rejection. His eyes focused on her shiny lips, covered in a layer of lip gloss.

Poor Shinsou...baby boy was not confident when it came to her AT ALL

“Thanks Shinsou...” She replied, her own face growing hot. “You’re so cute!” She told him happily, though Shinsou couldn’t believe what she had just said

INTERALLY COMBUSTING... “Th-thanks.” He said shakily

Shinsou couldn’t keep his eyes from the dark skinned girl for the rest of the day

Kirishima

Kirishima would definitely try to get advice on his crush from Denki (even though Mr. Electric literally doesn’t have game)

Little shark boy was coming back from the weight room with Bakugou, Sero, and Kaminari

The Bakusquad girls and Kiri’s crush (who is also in the Bakusquad) were chilling in the common room

(FYI...Kiri’s crush can climb on walls and ceilings because she can control matter)

Mina was complaining about an upcoming assignment as she was sitting on the ceiling cross legged, listening to her friend complain

Kiri literally had to remind himself to walk because as soon as his eyes fell on her, he stopped

She literally was just sitting there and listening to a conversation, but Kiri couldn’t help but see the way the sunlight coming from the sunset outside was shining on her dark skin making her ✨LITERALLY SPARKLE✨

Her hair was curly and somehow stayed in place despite her sitting upside down.

Kiri was soaking up every detail from her eyeliner that framed her dark eyes, to the way her curls framed her face

Kiri’s red eyes couldn’t get over her lips though....what this boy would give to give her a kith kith 😘😘

She jumped down from the ceiling, as she applied a thin layer of lip gloss on her full lips and Kiri knew he was gonna get clowned for staring...but he didn’t give a SINGLE SHIT

Jirou made a quip back at something Mina had said and the girl laughed and Kiri could’ve sworn it was the most melodic thing he’s ever heard

This boy is CRUSHING HARD (just like the rest of him....jk....unless 😏)

“Oh hey Sharky!” The girl said, waving at him with a smile

“H-hey!” His voice cracked slightly and Kaminari and Sero were laughing.

“How was the gym?” She asked the question generally, but her eyes never left Kiri’s.

“Fine.” Bakugou replied gruffly.

“Kirishima has something to say to you!” Kaminari blurted out as you raised an eyebrow at him.

Kirishima hardened his hand and slapped Denki in the back of the head before flashing a bright smile at her as if he didn’t just concuss the boy

Denki went into his brain dead mode, and his crush laughed causing pride to bubble in his chest, at the expense of his friend of course

“Do you wanna...” the girl said trailing off as she gestured over to a more private area. Kiri simply nodded

“GET SOME!” Mina yelled as the two left and Kiri’s face was almost as red as his hair

His crush’s face got even hotter as she bit her lip...a nervous habit

But girl....shark boy was malfunctioning at that

Kiri ended up making something up and stuttered so his crush asked if he wanted to get ramen that weekend

Kirishima practically jumped up and down but held it in giving a simple “yeah.”

Mirio

Little blonde boy literally was SHOOK at the fact that she basically had the same quirk as him 😳

After that, he promised himself that he would get to know her more

Though he didn’t realize he would start crushing on her

They were studying in her dorm room, both sitting in this giant beanbag chair in the corner of her room

Mirio was trying his best to stay focused but he couldn’t help letting himself daydream when she was THAT close

Mirio loved watching her explain things, he didn’t even care what she was explaining, it was just the way her eyes seemed to light up

Every time she explained something and he understood and explained it back she would get this huge smile on her face

“Mirio?” The girl said waving her tanned hand in front of his face. She placed her hand on his arm, squeezing it slightly to get his attention

Mirio blinked looking at her with wide blue eyes before he looked down to see her hand on his bicep.

“Sorry.” He mumbled as she dropped her hand, a small laughing leaving her moisturized full lips.

He was sad when her hand dropped from his arm.

He grabbed her soft hand in his calloused one and held it, causing the smart girl to stutter before coming to a stop in the middle of her next explanation

“M-Mirio?” She questioned, her face growing hot.

“How are you even real?” He questioned. He had meant to say that in his head, but that didn’t seem to happen. Her brown eyes blinked a few times before she smiled shyly at him.

“I-I’m really not all that...” she laughed lightly as he shook his head

“Definitely not true. You are all that...an-and more!” He quickly stated back.

“Boi...if I wasn’t black I’d be blushing so hard right now.” She said softly wearing a small smirk.

“Really?” Mirio questioned.

“You don’t realize how smooth you can be.” She said as his eyes widened and his cheeks turned pink at the sight of her laughing lightly.

She put her head on his shoulder, the smell of her shampoo and conditioner and curl cream wafted from her soft hair and Mirio wondered if that was what heaven smelled like 😇🙏🏽✨

‘She called me smooth....and I made her laugh’ Mirio couldn’t get the thought out of his head and the sound of her laugh...he would NEVER forget that

His heart was LITERALLY in her hands at this point....She has him wrapped around her finger and he knew it and he was fine with that

Hawks

This man LOVES to take her flying especially early in the mornings or during sunsets

He never would tell her why, but it was secretly because he loved watching the way the sun hit her skin just perfectly

Chicken Wing almost dropped her the first time because he hadn’t been ready for the sight of that level of beauty 😔

He had to get her chicken nuggies to be forgiven

He also loved flying with her because her arms would wrap around his neck and he loved how close it made them

Keigo’s heart literally squeezed in his chest when he heard her laughing happily as the wind whipped through their hair

Her laugh boosted this man’s pride so much he felt like he could single handedly take on 10 nomus.

“Keigo?” She called, causing him to look at her with his golden eyes.

“What’s up, Birdie?” He questioned a soft smile pulled at her lips at the name

“Do you wanna get food?” She questioned as he landed at their apartment.

They were roomies, though Rumi was convinced they were dating....they already acted like it tbh

“Yeah.”

“Ok, let me just get fixed up.” She said, disappearing into her bathroom.

Birdbrain walked to his room, to change his clothes to something more comfortable when he had to pause because of her

She was standing in front of the mirror, leaning forward slightly as she ran the dark lipstick on her heart shaped lips

Hawks had to blink a few times because he wondered if she knew that was his favorite shade on her

Newsflash: she did and that’s why she wore it

“What? You see something you like?” She teased, looking at him through the mirror, her white teeth shining

“Mmhmm.” He said, a smirk growing on his face as he nodded, causing her to laugh lightly 😏

His smile widened as he walked to his room to change

He promised himself that he would ALWAYS try to make her laugh no matter what because it was his favorite thing...yes even more than chicken

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Confessing to the Bros

Description: so basically, Sero is crushing on you and during a hangout session (boys only) they play truth or dare that turns into basically Sero confessing his crush and the others hyping him up. Warnings: swearing (bc why not), maybe some aww moments, mentions of substances (a joint) Also this uses gender neutral pronouns bc...inclusivity is seggsy

FLEXXX TAPEEEEE...anyways ON WITH IT!

(stick around to see a cute gif at the end)

YOU WERE WALKING into the dorms with your two girl best friends, Mina on your right and Jiro on your left. “Oh come on (Y/N) you’re literally one of the smartest ones in class, how have you not seen it?” Jiro pointed out, Mina nodding along with her.

“What are you guys talking about? I...I don’t have a crush on anyone and no one has a crush on me. Are you kidding?” You laughed, though you mostly sounded bitter. “Why would anyone crush on me when Momo is literally sitting a few seats away.”

“You’re joking right? You’re literally hot as fuck.” Mina replied quickly, scoffing at your self-deprecation. 

“Who has a crush on me then?” You quirked an eyebrow at the pink haired girl who’s cheeks seemed to blush a darker shade of pink before looking at Jiro who quickly averted eye contact. “Oh come on guys, please we’re best friends we don’t keep secrets.”

“It’s literally so obviously Sero.” Mina blurted out, before covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes widening. “You didn’t hear that from me!”

“No way.” You laughed in disbelief. There was no way he liked you. He didn’t even act any differently around you. “Where are the guys anyway?” You changed the subject as you got to the common room, sitting on the couch with the girls. 

“I don’t know. Kaminari was rambling about how, and I quote, ‘the bros need some time to reconnect and realign our chakras.’ Whatever that means.” Jiro rolled her eyes at the thought of the electric blonde.

“Mina did you tell him about subliminals and binaural beats again?” You asked, your eyes shifting to the pink girl who shifted uncomfortably in her seat, running a hand through her messy pink hair.

“Whatttt? Of course not...” Mina looked up at the ceiling before her eyes looked at you and Jiro. “Ok maybe...”

“Whatever, let’s go hang out in my room.” Jiro shrugged, growing bored of the common room as you all agreed to hang out in her room and listen to music.

MEANWHILE....

“Denki what the hell is this? I thought you said we were gonna watch movies.” Sero crossed his arms, flopping down on one of the beanbags in Kaminari’s room.

“Of course we aren’t. That’s boring. I only said that so you would come.” Denki scoffed before a large smile grew on his face. “We’re gonna play truth or dare!”

“That’s childish as fuck.” Bakugou growled from his spot on the floor, glaring at Denki who seemed to shrink in his seat slightly.

“Hey! No it’s not! It’ll be fun!” Denki replied in a sing-song voice, taking a blunt out of one of the drawers in his dresser. 

“Where’d you get that?” Kirishima wondered, glancing around at the other boys to see they had gotten significantly more interested than before.

“Don’t worry about it.” Denki’s shady response came before he lit it, opening a window and sitting back down, taking a drag and passing it to the explosive blonde. 

Some time had passed, and the joint was almost gone and the boys were definitely long gone.

“Alright...Katsuki truth or dare?” Denki asked between laughs as he laid out on the floor staring at the boy across from him. Bakugou raised an eyebrow at the use of his first name but only rolled his eyes in response.

“Dare...I’m not a fucking extra.” Came his response, causing the others to laugh.

“Mmm...” Denki, paused thinking for a moment before his eyes seemed to light up, a sure sign that whatever he was about to say was either dangerous, stupid, or a mix of both. “Strip to your underwear!”

“Your gay is showing Denki.” Kirishima giggled, nudging the blonde who laughed as well.

“Yeah well, he did it didn’t he?” Denki gestured slowly towards the spiky blonde who now sat on the rug in only a pair of black boxers. 

“Flex Tape...truth or dare?” Bakugou’s gruff voice said, pulling Sero’s attention from where he sat zoning out and in his own thoughts.

“Um...truth.”

“Pussy.” Bakugou snickered as Sero’s eyes widened and he stuck up his hands.

“No! I picked dare last time!” Sero protested.

“Tch. Whatever.” Bakugou shrugged. “Who’s your crush?”

“Wha-W-What?” Sero’s cheeks reddened significantly as the other boys giggled and nudged him. “I don’t have a crush..” The black haired boy answered, his voice going higher than usual.

“You’re lying.” Bakugou pointed out.

“I’m not saying.”

“You have to. You chose truth.” Kirishima pointed out as Sero rolled his dark eyes with a sigh, falling back to look up at the ceiling. He covered his flushed face with his hands.

“It’s (Y/N).” Sero mumbled, his words being blocked by his hands.

“Sorry, what was that?” Bakugou teased, his eyebrows raising in surprise that Sero had actually said something.

“It’s (Y/N).” Sero huffed, sitting back up before looking around. “Happy now? It’d never work anyway...they don’t like me like that.”

“It’s (Y/N)?!” Denki and Kirishima screeched, their smiles growing and eyes sparkling.

“I knew it!” Kirishima announced as Sero looked at the redhead dumbfounded.

“How?”

“Come on man, it’s not hard to notice. Every time you say something funny that makes everyone laugh, you always look at them to see if they’re laughing and then you smile more because you made them laugh.” Kirishima explains, making Sero’s face flush a deeper red.

“Plus you literally stare and drool over them.” Kaminari pointed out.

“No I don’t!” Sero grew defensive.

“Yeah you do...but I don’t really see it. (Y/N) is average at best.” Bakugou remarked causing Sero to blink rapidly.

“How can you say that?! (Y/N) is the most amazing person ever! They’re kind, super smart, they literally always help everyone around them no matter wh-” Sero paused his rant, flushing again when his eyes met Bakugou’s.

Bakugou sent him a knowing look as the other boys snickered. 

“And I can’t believe I fell for that.” Sero mumbled, crossing his arms in embarrassment. 

“First of all, you all owe me five bucks...second of all, now we just have to set them up! (Y/N) likes you, you know?” Denki said, holding out his hands as Kirishima and Bakugou begrudgingly dug through their wallets, fishing out the money and throwing it at the boy. 

“(Y/N) likes me?” Sero asked in awe, completely ignoring the fact that Denki and the boys bet on him and you. 

“I have my sources.” Denki replied trying to sound mysterious.

“Well, who said so?”

“Well Mina...” Kirishima began to explain.

So you stuck around...here’s your reward :)

SMILEY SERO!!!!

PLS it’s the rings and glasses for me 🤩🥺🥴

Paperback or Hardcover?

book/ bold colors/adult shinsou prompt

Okay, I know I already sent you another request, but this one...I just had to drop this one on ya. Can I request Bakugo, Hawks, Shinsou, and Dabi’s reaction to seeing their black s/o getting hit on in the most cringiest, fetishizing way while they’re standing next to them? Since the s/o is dating them, they know the things that should and shouldn’t be said to a black person, but the weirdo goes to them and says things along the lines of:

“Do you taste as chocolatey as you look?”

“Lemme conquer you in the bedroom”

“Twerk on me like Megan Thee Stallion”

And “Our kids are going to be great athletes”

Like the she is just stunned into mortified silence since she couldn’t process the audacity for someone to say something so disgusting. She’ll let her man’s handle it cuz the last thing she needs is to be charged with homicide.

(Trust me, writing those lines hurt me but not as much as it hurt when I was told these things 🤢)

“Why Don’t You Just Do Us All a Favor and Shut Up?”

You don’t understand how many times a trashy guy has said something like this to me thinking I would find it cute or attractive. So gross! As a society we need to do better and stop sexualizing and fetishizing black women and girls.

also the gif has nothing to do with this, I just thought it was cute.

Anyways...starts below the cut!

Warnings: swearing, fetishization of black women and girls, sleazy trashy guys, protective boyfriends, sexual implications

“Katsu, can we get ramen at that new place that just opened up the street?” (y/n) questioned, her (eye color) eyes wide with anticipation.

“Ok.” The usually explosive blonde agreed, snaking his larger hand into her slightly smaller one. (y/n) had finished training earlier and since it was a light day, Bakugou had suggested they walk around the downtown area. “It’s over this way, right?” (y/n) nodded simply, looking around at the different shops they passed on their way to the new ramen restaurant.

Ever since Katsuki had begun dating the black girl, he had calmed down significantly, though only around her...with everyone else he was just as explosive as he always was. The black girl was fiercely protective over her friends and especially Katsuki, though he didn’t really need it; probably a part of her tiger quirk, though it came off as more endearing than annoying.

“What are you gonna order?” She wondered, making small conversation as they waited to cross the street.

“What I always order.” He answered simply.

“The spiciest thing on the menu.” (y/n) and Katsuki said at the same time, (y/n) rolling her eyes with a smile.

“You won’t have any taste buds left if you burn them all off.” She teased as Katsuki rolled his crimson eyes at her, holding her close to him as they continued to wait.

A whistle caught the couple’s attention, Bakugou’s eyes narrowing as they fell on two boys standing at a shop located behind where they were standing. The two boys looked the same age if not a little older than (y/n) and Katsuki, the taller one had lime green hair and matching lime colored eyes. His pale face had a smirk plastered on it. The slightly shorter of the two had pink hair the color of bubble gum, lavender eyes focusing on the black girl, a smirk on his face also.

Despite (y/n) usually being confident, there was something highly uncomfortable about the way they were eyeing her that made her uneasy.

“Hey Riku, you think she’d go for someone like me? You know I have a thing for exotics.” (y/n) turned around, deciding to ignore them, they weren’t worth the time. She gripped Bakugou’s hand, turning him around, trying to think of something to say to distract them both from the annoying boys.

The ash blonde sent her a bewildered look, confused as to why she wasn’t going to say something to them. “They aren’t worth it. They’re extras, right?” She joked, flashing a half smile at her boyfriend.

Bakugou tched, but decided not to say anything since (y/n) didn’t seem to want him to.

“You know why exotics are the best?” The lime green haired boy questioned, loud enough to make sure Bakugou and (y/n) had heard it.

“Why Riku?” The bubble gum haired boy said, a creepy glint in his eyes.

“Because of that fat ass.” He snickered. “You think she’d let me get a taste of that chocolate?”

(Jesus Christ, I cringed writing that. 🤢)

Bakugou’s head whipped around to glare at the two boys, (y/n) turning around to look at them, holding herself back, but too shocked by what she had heard to catch Bakugou before he did something that would attract the attention of police.

“You two fucking clowns better shut the fuck up before you get a taste of my foot shoved so far up your asses it’ll be coming out of your fat fucking mouths.” Bakugou growled, punching them each in the face, making sure to heat up his hand so that it would definitely leave a mark.

(y/n) looked around to see a few people watching, as she let Bakugou beat up the boys before she finally decided it was enough. She placed a hand on his shoulder, as he looked up, the feral look in his crimson orbs dissipating to a gentle one.

“I just wanna go. Can we please, before the police get here?” She questioned as he punched them and kicked them a few more times before standing up and nodding.

“You won’t be fucking needing these either.” Bakugou said, going through their wallets, taking the money out before snapping the cards in half and tossing them on the street next to the boys who remained on the ground. “Let’s go.” He held out his hand, as she grabbed it and they walked across the street. “I hate these fucking extras.” He grumbled as they got to the ramen restaurant. Bakugou Katsuki had every intention of using the money he had just taken to pay for everything, it was the least they could do.

The woman was on her way to her apartment, getting off early from her patrol because not only was it a Friday, but the day after was her 23rd birthday and her pro-hero boyfriend seemed to have planned something, despite her telling him he didn’t have to.

Her phone rang, taking (y/n) out of her thoughts as she slid the answer button seeing her boyfriend’s picture pop up. “Hey Kei.” She answered happily, stopping at the corner, waiting to cross the street.

“Hey, Kid.” Came his response, causing the black woman to smile. “You got off early right? You wanna get (your favorite food/ drink)?”

“Really?!” (y/n) grew excited, her voice raising an octave as a laugh bubbled from her full lips. The couple was usually very busy and that meant they didn’t have a lot of time to just go to restaurants and walk around the downtown area, but since they had managed to get the afternoon and weekend off, Hawks was going to take full advantage of it.

“Yeah.” He laughed back. “I’ll meet you there?”

“Ok! Love you.” She told him.

“Love you too, Kid.” He said back before hanging up. (y/n) crossed the street, walking towards their favorite restaurant, her hero costume folded in the black backpack she wore on her back. She too was a pro-hero, though she wasn’t as popular as her boyfriend, she had recently gone pro in Japan, already a famous pro in her native country. She slid her phone into one of the pockets of her black jeans, her simple white t-shirt half tucked into her pants.

She increased her stride, her smile widening as she saw the crimson wings of her boyfriend up ahead. He turned around his own smile growing as she got closer. “How was patrol?” She asked him as he hugged her, the pair pulling away and intertwining hands.

“It was fine...kinda boring.” Hawks answered as they walked inside the establishment.

“Woah.” The cashier said softly, after ringing up your orders. Hawks paid, even though she protested though he responded by saying it was her birthday weekend and she wasn’t allowed to pay. The cashier, who seemed a little older than the two of the pros, named Ukyo, handed her her drink practically ignoring Hawks.

Keigo frowned, growing slightly annoyed, though he wouldn’t really peg himself as the jealous type, Ukyo just made everything very uncomfortable and Hawks was growing irritated that (y/n) was uneasy. It was the protective nature in him, which he would admit could get a little intense at times.

“Um, thanks.” (y/n) replied with a slightly awkward laugh before looking at Hawks to say she was ready to go. They had planned to walk through the park nearby. As they were stepping away, Ukyo called out.

“Hey wait, pretty girl!” He called out, catching the dark skinned woman off guard. “You forgot something.” She turned, raising an eyebrow before going back towards where Ukyo stood behind the counter. He held out a napkin to her, his messy chicken scratch handwriting on the piece of paper. “It’s my number. You should call me sometime, I’d love to get to know you more.”

“I already have a great boyfriend.” (y/n) replied, giving him a smile as he still pushed the napkin to her, managing to stuff it into her bag. At this, Hawks stepped closer, still remaining silent, wanting to let her handle it because he didn’t want to come off as overbearing or suffocating. “Really, I’m not interested. I love my boyfriend.”

“Who? Him? But our kids would be so cute! They’d be great athletes, you know?” He smiled widely at her, grabbing onto her wrist to stop her from leaving. Hawks had heard enough, at (y/n)’s silence and the way her eyes seemed to bore into his own, he dislodged some feathers, sending them at the cashier, stopping them a few centimeters away from him.

“Let her go, before you make me really mad.” Hawks said, glaring at the male, sharpening the feathers into blade-like devices, his golden eyes shining with anger.

“Chill out, Man! She’s hot! She was practically asking for it!” Ukyo put his hands up, Hawks’ eyes narrowing as a growl almost sounded from deep in his chest.

“You’re lucky my girlfriend’s here.” Hawks chuckled darkly, as (y/n) placed her hand in his own. “I would’ve cut your disrespectful racist ass.” Hawks walked away with (y/n), sending the feathers at the wall behind the cashier, just narrowly missing him.

Hawks smirked as he stepped outside, hearing the high pitched scream that came out of Ukyo at the feathers going near him, fearing he was about to be sent to the hospital. Hawks glared at him through the shop window, his wings flapping behind him as if he was about to send more feathers causing Ukyo to scream again, though this time a wet spot began to grow in his khaki colored pants.

Hawks’ eyes lit up as a loud laugh fell from his mouth causing (y/n) to laugh lightly. “Fucking bitch.” Hawks muttered as they walked towards the park. “I should’ve sent the feathers into him.”

“No, you did enough Kei.” (y/n) giggled, Hawks growing happy that he had gotten her to laugh after that rude cashier incident.

Every week after that Hawks would purposely walk past the shop, launching a feather through the window and into the wall, an adult sized diaper held to the wall by the sharp crimson feather, a note usually attached saying:

‘just thought you might need to start wearing these.

I hate you,

Hawks.

Ps: Show this to anyone, tell anyone about this, or do something like that to another person again and I’ll send the next feather so far up your ass, you’ll need surgery to remove it. xoxo’

(i decided to insert another character, like Mineta but 100x worse and not jokingly either. His name is Shintani Narisuke.)

(y/n) was sitting in the common room where everyone from the general studies class usually hung out during their down time. Although, surprisingly it was empty except for the purple haired Shinsou and his lavender haired girlfriend, (y/n). It honestly was just a coincidence that the pair both had purple hair, though the girls from their class thought it was the cutest. (y/n) placed her head on one of Shinsou’s shoulders as they watched a random movie on his laptop, pushing her goddess braids so that she could be more comfortable.

The common room was empty only because one of (y/n)’s friends and classmates had told everyone that they couldn’t go into the common room because Shinsou and (y/n) were on a date. Everyone obeyed her...she was kind of scary when she was determined about something.

“How can he just get away with that?” (y/n) questioned, placing some popcorn into her mouth, pausing to place some in Shinsou mouth as they continued to stare at the screen. The pair alternated, the next time Shinsou threw some into his mouth and then fed some to (y/n).

“I hate that guy...he reminds me of that annoying little grape kid in 1-A.” Shinsou mumbled, causing her to laugh.

“Mineta?”

“We don’t speak his name.” Shinsou joked as the pair broke out into laughs again.

“Hey (your nickname)!” The pair turned, Shinsou pausing the movie, to see Shintari Narisuke enter the room. (y/n) raised an eyebrow at the use of her nickname, that ONLY Shinsou used for her.

“It’s (your full name).” She corrected him.

“Aw, don’t be like that.” The average height boy pouted, sitting down next to her, causing Shinsou to sit up more, a frown on his face.

“What do you want, Shintari? We’re busy here.” Shinsou chimed in, slightly annoyed as he rolled his tired purple eyes.

“Not that busy.” The aqua blue haired boy responded, flashing a fake smile at Shinsou. His eyes narrowed as the frown on his face deepened.

“What do you want?” Shinsou repeated.

“Hey (y/n)...” Shintari dragged out, looking at the black girl with big eyes.

“Yes?”

“Has anyone ever told you that you kind of look like Megan Thee Stallion?”

“No…” The girl answered, confused as to where this was going. To her they looked nothing alike, though she was one of her favorite female rappers. “We don’t even look alike.”

“Your ass does though.” He answered smugly. “You think you could split on me like she does?” (y/n)’s eyes widened as she tried to process what he had just said. She was at a loss for words, completely surprised that he would go that far.

“What the fuck did you just say?” Shinsou grew angry, standing up and getting in the blue haired fool’s face. He had noticed that she was still slightly shocked, which is why he decided to handle it, because normally she was the one that would jump to put someone who needed it in their place.

“She heard me. Right, (your nickname)?” He said teasingly, his eyes not even looking at Shinsou. The usually disinterested male grew increasingly more angry, at being ignored and at the boy for using his nickname for his girlfriend.

“Do you think you could answer something for me?” Shinsou questioned catching the boy’s attention as Shinsou’s grip on his shirt tightened.

“Yeah, what do you want, Villain?” Shintari asked, falling for the trap. Shinsou’s purple eyes glowed softly as he activated his quirk.

“Shut the fuck up and…” Shinsou paused, really wanting to tell the kid to go take a long walk off of a short pier, but he knew he would probably be in trouble if he did that, so he took a deep breath. “Lock yourself in your room for the rest of the week and don’t come out.” Shinsou ultimately decided, letting the boy go with a smug smirk watching him walk down the hall.

The purple haired male turned, his focus going to his girlfriend who had a sick look on her face. “You okay, kitty?” He asked softly, sitting beside her. She simply wrapped her arms around him, listening to his steady heartbeat.

“I hate that asshole.” She mumbled.

“I do too.” Shinsou agreed. “I’m sorry he said something like that to you. That was fucking gross.”

“Thanks for handling it.” She half smiled at him. “I think I would’ve killed him...then he really would’ve called me a villain.”

“Who gives a fuck, let’s finish the movie.” Shinsou laughed lightly, causing her to laugh too. “Besides, he already calls me a villain.”

(For this one (y/n) works in a bakery)

The black girl came from the back of the shop, a tray of fresh cookies in her hands, the sweet smell filling the store. She opened the glass cabinet, carefully transferring the cookies inside before going to return the tray to the back of the bakery.

Customers sat throughout the store, reading books from the bookshelves in the corner, drinking their coffees and teas while working, or simply just enjoying the warm atmosphere with their friends. (y/n) came back to the front, taking her place behind the register after washing her hands.

She looked up from where she had been adjusting a machine to the door, the sound of the ringing bell meaning someone new had entered. “Hi Baby.” The deep gravely voice said. She could hear the smile in his voice as she looked up, her own smile growing as she immediately recognized the voice.

“Hi Staples.” She teasingly replied. “What are you doing over here? I thought you were busy today.”

“I needed more.” He replied, holding up the bag at his side with the black hair dye inside.

“You want my help when I get off?” She clarified as he nodded, his blue eyes looking over her appearance. “What? You don’t like my uniform?” A soft smile on her face as she wiped down the counter.

“No, you look good.” His signature smirk appearing on his burned face. (y/n)’s heart fluttered slightly, the fiery boy never failed to make her heart skip a beat even after two years of dating.

“I get off in 50 minutes. You wanna hang around? I just made a fresh batch of cookies.”

“The ones I like?” His eyes seemed to sparkle like a kid in a candy store. Dabi loved to act big and bad, and that side of him was definitely...hot, but you loved to see the goofy childish side of him as well.

“Yeah, your favorite.” She replied, a large smile on her face as he nodded quickly, the dark hood of the sweatshirt pulled up on his head. “Alright. Here. I’ll be done soon.” She handed him a few cookies, pressing a kiss to his cheek as he slinked off to the seat he usually took in the corner of the shop when he waited for you.

(y/n) watched as he stood, picking up a book he had already started last time he came, sitting back down and flipping to the page he had left off on. Dabi...Touya wasn’t a bad guy, no matter what anyone told her, otherwise.

She was pulled out of her thoughts at the chime of the bell, a blonde man walking into the store. He must’ve been a traveler because he looked lost, especially with the way he had pulled up directions onto his phone. (y/n) gave him a friendly smile, “Hi, what can I get you?”

“I’ll take a...hot chocolate.” He said weirdly, giving her a smirk as his light eyes trailed up and down her body, at least the part that wasn’t hidden behind a counter. She nodded uneasily.

“Anything else?” Her mood had dropped, already tired of the male customer.

“How about your number?”

“No, sorry. I’m working and I-” He cut the girl off as she handed him his drink, ringing it up after she had made it.

“Come on, if it’s because I’m white...I’m hung like a black guy, if you know what I mean.” He said to the girl, Dabi’s eyes narrowing as he practically glared a hole through the blonde man.

“E-excuse me?” (y/n) repeated, blinking as she ran her hands over her apron, stepping back from him. She wasn’t even sure that had just happened, nothing that bad had ever happened at work before, just the occasional Wow, so pretty or Your hair is so fluffy, like a cloud from a few children when she wore it in an afro, that made her smile though, the kids were cute and everyone was generally respectful.

“If that’s why you won’t give me your number, you don’t have to worry about that.” He repeated.

“Yeah, I’m gonna need you to shut the fuck up.” Dabi chimed in, catching his girlfriend completely off guard. She hadn’t even noticed he had come up behind him or moved from his seat.

“What’s your problem man? I don’t think this involves you at all.” The blonde guy shot him a glare before turning back to the black girl behind the counter and stepping closer. Dabi’s blue eyes seemed to hold small flames in them as his anger grew. A dark chuckle left his lips as he harshly brought his hand down onto the blonde shoulder, heating it up until the man’s jacket was practically smoking.

“That’s my girlfriend, man.” Dabi told the man mockingly, his voice low and his eyebrows furrowed. “I don’t mind you calling her pretty, because she’s gorgeous but if you disrespect her, then you’re gonna deal with me.”

“Ew you fucking creep. I’ll call the police.” He threatened after turning and seeing Dabi’s face. Dabi tilted his head to the side slightly, a slow smile growing on his face, though it seemed more eerie than anything.

“I’ll give you something to call them about.” Dabi threatened. “Now, why don’t you leave and if I see you around here again, I’ll burn your ass so bad you’ll be virtually unrecognizable.”

“Fuck all of you. This place is shit anyway and the bitch behind the counter looks like a fucking monkey.” The guy announced going to walk out of the bakery.

“Not acceptable. Apologize.” Dabi demanded, his hand going around the blonde’s neck as he heated his hand up, making sure it would leave a burn.

“Sorry.” The guy cried out, Dabi rolling his eyes before shoving him towards the door, a scoff leaving his lips as the guy tripped on the way out.

“You know you’re gorgeous right?” Dabi questioned as (y/n)’s best friend and coworker told her to go home after that incident. Dabi grabbed (y/n)’s hand, waving back at her coworker before the couple walked towards their apartment, (y/n) excited to dye Dabi’s hair.

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