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MY LAST HEADCANON I SWEAR but force shinso to help u with ur homework because he had to study his way into ua on scholarship and it’s part of why he has insomnia now. he is very accomplished academically but is like nah i MUST be a hero,,
also a reminder that shinso’s formative years were almost completely silent because he was raised in a house with his deaf mother who exclusively signed to him. he would go to school and still no one would speak to him but at least it wouldn’t be silent. shinso is very adept at eavesdropping and often does without thinking. he also tends to sign on instinct instead of speaking out loud, he might sign in short responses like please and thank you and excuse me without saying anything if he doesn’t think about it.
if shinso cant make ur muse laugh then they can’t be friends
“what motivates you?”

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shinso is absolutely a stoner and you cant change my mind
that au where shinso interns with the wild wild pussycats is accurate except they couldnt get him in a costume so he only wears cat ears and his normal fit
“ what? ” the boy questions, clear confusion cross his features. “ i’m not just being nice because i fucked up. i genuinely care, dude. ” kirishima tried to not be annoyed at shinso’s notion that he was only being nice because he caused the injury ; he continued to remind himself that shinso didn’t really know anyone from class 1-A so he didn’t know kirishima had just a naturally caring disposition. the moment he sees shinso wince, and hears the sharp curse, the boy is by his side. he yells something incoherent at sero who offers him a long piece of tape. with it, he carefully suspended the purple-haired boy’s arm to his chest. “ there, should help the pain until we get to recovery girl. ”
the redhead is incessant enough to touch him without permission, shinso is alarmed but not enough to slink away before he can stop himself from ruining his dignity. despite being outright rude to him, he offers his extended hand in his time of need. of course, class A is full of aspiring heroes, he didn’t expect someone so buddy buddy with bakugo katsuki to look out for anyone but themselves. that’s on shinso for making judgements, telling himself he doesn’t appeal to vanity while working on his hair every morning as a ritual. the violet of his iris clashes with the deep red of kirishima’s when he comes closer into his bubble. interloping without hesitation like it’s his prerogative, but it’s not, it’s absolutely not. shinso doesn’t say anything anyways, turning his face away before the pink tinted skin flushes more to his dismay. “ whatever — ” he mutters, removing his persona chords with a few clicks to the hardware, “ let’s just go already. ”
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Shock registers on her face and she pauses, hands frozen in mid air because she had just been telling him a story that she had hoped would bring a smile to his face and she lowers her hands; a blush of shame crossing her cheeks. She hadn’t realized that she could possibly have been annoying him, he’d never said anything like that to her before. ‘I didn’t - I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to be a bother…’
“ you can’t guilt me into being your friend, and you don’t know how to take a damn hint. ” shinso hadn’t even been listening, tuned out to the thump of her yapping against his sleep deprived skull. his shoulders tense slightly and fists gather in his pants pockets, she really had him on edge. even worse, the way she apologizes just for speaking her mind, and he did that. that’s what she gets for picking roses, careless of the thorns. it’s easier to think that way then to try and change. “ leave me alone if you don’t wanna be a bother. ”

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makes a squinty shrewd face before toothy grin flashes, huh. (ง'̀-'́)ง "you look pretty tough."
“ and yooou look like ― what ?. . . a rat. ”
face falls. ever since the raid on the yakuza, kirishima struggled when it came to training. sometimes scenarios would feel too real and his body would respond accordingly ; in this case, this body responded poorly and shinso got hurt because of it. “ no, it’s not fine, ” the boy insists, voice low, “ let me at least walk you to recovery girl’s office. ”
“ don’t worry about it, i still have legs. ” maybe he’s a little past peeved, not at the injury but the cautious display of power. shinso doesn’t want him to hold back, he doesn’t want to be babied. miles behind his new classmates as he crawls tooth and nail to the starting line. his own impatience frustrates him, he’s made so much progress but it won’t be enough. “ you don’t need to be nice to me just cause you fucked up. i don’t care — ” that’s not really true, is it? clear enough when an acute jolt of pain strikes between throbbing tendons and air sucks sharply through his teeth. “ — shiiiit. ”
he’s used to that. he didn’t expect shinsou to regard him warmly, after all. he had anticipated a chilly, even aggressive response. he’s unbothered by that, stretching his arms above his head and getting comfortable on the seat next to him.
‘ i know you don’t ! i wouldn’t mess with ya, that’s for sure. ‘ he chuckles, a ball of sunshine next to a gloomy raincloud. ‘ trust me, i know you can stand up for yourself. ‘
‘ i just thought you’d like to know that. people used to treat me like that, too. nobody wanted to play with me ‘cause they were afraid of getting a shock. ‘
“ it’s not like that for me, ” yes, it kind of is, shinso. nobody would play with him, nobody would speak to him. the child grows quiet in his isolation, ostracized but still fighting his way in. bitter about the battle for the same thing others are given freely, if not in excess. it’s a nerveless war and there isn’t an end. one problem transitions into another and life continues to be lived. shinso doesn’t turn to look up, another cue he has a feeling will be outright ignored. “ this isn’t kindergarten, you couldn’t know what it’s like to be hated — ” in three syllables he punctuates himself, already breathless and they’d barely begun talking. it doesn’t matter, they don’t matter. he wishes he could really convince himself that were true. “ what do you want ? ”
‘ i don’t . . s - see how being a better liar would , um — make me a good hero . . b - but i’m not lying about anything ! ’ his smirk only seems to make wonder boy’s face redden even more and his cheeks puff out in frustration , hands in fists and glued tightly by his side . why does he have to be so infuriating ?! he’s doing it on purpose , izuku knows he is , the way shinso looms over his smaller frame making him awkwardly shift . izuku swallows his nerves and his gaze meets lavender , stood on tiptoes just barely to close that annoying height difference , ‘ if - if you’re so smart and know everything , what — exactly am i lying about ? ’ forced confidence already begins to fail him , hands twitch as he so badly wants to hide his face in them . he probably would have by now , if only izuku wasn’t feeling so stubborn .
“ izuuuu — you said you had no idea what i was talking about, ” obnoxious whining his given name, a creature lurking forward and above midoriya’s flushed face. “ — but since i’m so smart and i know everything, i think you told me a lie. ” shinso acts as though he can glean anything that goes on in that computer brain, constantly outputting information like it’s his programmed action. in someway it is. shinso doesn’t think he’s as oblivious to the cue as he lets on, he just thinks he’s too nervous to act on his own, and he’s praying that he isn’t totally wrong about this. “ you do want permission, don’t you ? ” a dark shadow highlights a heavy violet glare, voice dropping an octave to emphasize, “ has no one ever kissed you, izuku ? ”
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he practically ran up to shinso when it was all done and over with, that big, toothy grin lighting up his face. “ whoa, man! you’re awesome! ” kirishima had seen shinso compete against deku in the sports festival but watching the boy with purple hair go against classmates for the first time in months…it was clear how strong he’d gotten. “ where’d you learn all those moves? ”
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violet glower sweeps to the elaborate display of carmine and retired hero references. brows pinch slick with sweat after a long bout of laborious training, the compliment tastes bitter and feels vainglorious. shinso isn’t anything next to him and this guy knows it, his scowl maligns as he looks away to make his disinterest in being teased clear. “ aizawa-sensei is my mentor, ” he grumbles apathetically.
“ i’m sorry, man ! i shouldn’t have pulled so hard. i kind of forgot that it was training. ”
“ you forgot - ? ” shinso questions, sour face twisting incredulously at the implication that kirishima was fighting him without thinking. the tangent is interrupted by the pain erupting in his likely dislocated shoulder. shinso winces against his careless façade and his grip around his bicep tightens to keep himself still. “ shit — fuck. it’s fine — whatever. ” irritated profanity's sifts through his grit teeth.