shinson

Izuku has seen himself live as a hero, villain, vigilante, civilian, adventurer. He's seen worlds rise and fall through snapshots, analyzing each glance in neat notebooks. Now his story has started, and only one thing is certain: He hasn't saved them yet. Aka the fic that takes the dimension travel troupe, throws it out the window, and replaces it with bad puns and plot. Spoilers for specific arcs posted in the beginning notes of each chapter. (first posted fanfic, lmk what you think!)

“Mommy? Where are we going?” Shinsou asks as he was strapped into his car seat. He looked up quizzically at his mom as she gave him a backpack stuffed with clothes and his favorite plush cat.“We are just going to a trip to see some of mommy’s friends okay?” She replied, giving him a small sad smileOrShinsou gets sold off to villains when hes a kid. They rent him his quirk out to other villains for a profit.

What some of his students might find surprising is that Aizawa Shouta wasn’t nearly as cold-hearted as he appeared to be. Quite the opposite, in fact - he’s married, with a son and four cats between him and his husband. Despite what his cold words and demeanor would suggest, he actually cares a great deal about his students. So when he’s at home on a Friday evening, he’s instantly alert when his son jumps up and practically sprints into his room, answering his ringing phone with the name Izuku before the door slams shut. He sets aside his paperwork to share a concerned look with his husband stationed in the kitchen. Shouta’s brow furrowed. Midoriya? Since when are they on first name basis? Shinsou and Midoriya make a pact to tell their parents about their relationship. It doesn’t go over well on the latter’s end.

He can’t pinpoint when he wakes up, just that he is gradually coming to. He hears a distant rhythmic tapping, and it almost succeeds in pulling him back into unconsciousness. But he knows, knows that he must wake up.orAizawa gets kidnapped by a group of villains. While he is there, his nurse/caretaker is a young child. What is he doing living with a group of villains? Why is he muzzled? What the hell is going on?

“What happened to your neck?” Aizawa asked. “It’s nothing,” Hitoshi said. His voice rasped painfully when he spoke. Aizawa’s eyes snapped to Hitoshi’s face when he heard him speak. He looked concerned. Huh, Hitoshi hadn’t expected that.“Clearly it’s not nothing kid. You look like you got strangled.” “Seriously, it’s fine. It won’t affect my training.” He got into a solid fighting stance. “You said we were sparring today right?” He had to stop himself from wincing at the question.

When Hizashi entered the living room the next morning while Shouta trudged into the kitchen for coffee, he had to fight back the urge to squeal. “Shouta, look!” His husband groaned, rubbing his temples while he waited for the machine to kick into gear. “Give me a second, ‘Zashi. Christ, it’s too early for this.” The blonde rolled his eyes. Shouta was just so grouchy sometimes. “Seriously, come look!” The dark-haired man surrendered, taking up his now full mug and dragging his feet into the living area. “What exactly am I looking at here?” Hizashi gasped, struggling to keep his voice down to a reasonable level. “Whaaaat? What do you mean, they’re adorable!” He made an exaggerated gesture to the teens on the couch. Shouta huffed and turned to look once more. Izuku is safe with his boyfriend for the time being, and the two spend some time together.