My Hero Academia x Reader

~Shoji and Tokoyami~ Sensory Deprivation

NSFW WARNING

[CREDITS TO WRITER: Alex -Protecc bottoms- simpDenki (Hallettatme)]

(I just stumbled across this beautiful fic on Ao3, please don't give any credit to me!)

Mezo Shoji is always calm, cool, collected, and most of all, in control. Honestly, it must be difficult not to be that way when he is able to sense every change in the world around him. A single shift in the wind, plus an extra nose, and he can smell the people and creatures in the surrounding areas. An extra ear or two, and he can hear even the quietest exhaled breaths. The only drawback of his magnificent quirk? So. Much. Sensory. Overload.

Even when he wasn’t actively on a job, not engaging his quirk to supplement his already well-trained senses, there are so many nerves in the membranous webbing between his dupli-arms. A brush of his shirt across them, the air conditioner kicking on with the vent right above his seat, freaking blankets. There is so much stimulation ALL THE TIME.

It’s not surprising then that he gravitated toward you and your quirk in the beginning. So many of your classmates at UA with mutation quirks did after all. You have the opposite of Aizawa’s quirk; While he can erase non-mutation quirks, you can turn off that mutated gene.

What is surprising is that the two of you got along like a house on fire. His quiet intensity when around others was more out of necessity than anything. You can’t even count the number of times that the two of you, along with Fumikage, had stayed up all night playing horror video games, watching movies, and generally goofing off.

People tended to think that, because the three of you weren’t quite as… exuberant… as your classmates, that you all were bland or boring, but Shoji is probably one of the funniest people you have ever known, and Tokoyami is one of the most sarcastically irreverent.

It stood to reason then, that when you all graduated from UA, and went out in the world to be heroes, you would all move in together, and if after a few months, you had all fallen comfortably into what Mina laughingly called a “thruple”; You wouldn’t have it any other way.

                Today though, Shoji has been short with you and Fumikage. The space between his eyebrows is pinched together. Every little sound or flash of a scene across the T.V. out of the corner of his eye seems to have his shoulders inching up closer to his ears.

You can see his jaw clench when Fumi cracks his knuckles, and then he is standing up from the dining room table and striding over to you. His sharp eyes look pained, and you know what is coming.

Shoji grabs your hand, and you immediately activate your quirk, watching as his six arms meld into two. He pulls you up from your spot on the couch and tugs you into your bedroom. Fumikage is following behind the two of you. You are so grateful that he is nearly always on the same page when it comes to these situations.

As you switch places with Shoji, and lead him to the bed, Fumikage goes to the large windows on two of the walls and twitches the blackout curtains closed. You thank whatever gods there are for him having gotten full control over dark shadow, because the last thing you need when Shoji is on sensory overload like this, is those two fighting one another.

You sit down on the bed, and Shoji crawls to sit between your spread legs. Fumi then calls dark shadow out, and he nods as he is asked to cover Shoji’s back. This keeps his body from actually touching yours, other than the one hand you are keeping pressed to his skin with your quirk still activated.