#[shinso hitoshi] is perfect

[minbells]

Men who are academically gifted, very smart and calculated, but somewhat clueless when it comes to love. He has a good reason for that though; nobody before you had caught his attention. Now that he’s found you, his heart is beating faster, cheeks heating up, fingers itching to reach out and hold you. His normally cool demeanour is crumbling. Did you cast a spell on him? He has a lot to learn about romance, and the good thing is that you basically have a completely blank canvas to paint on. He didn’t pick on any bad habits and he’s already a perfect gentleman.

He would do anything for you, he might not know much about being in a relationship, but he adores you. He is eager to learn about affection, dating, kissing, establishing a routine with you, loving you. He’s an act of service kind of person, eager to please and care for you. He’s the one reminding you of your appointments, making sure you eat enough and stay hydrated, taking care of you when you’re sick, helping you study or work on whatever projects that you have. Whenever he comes over, he cleans your dishes without even a second thought, and you felt bad at first to subject him to your messes until you realized that he loves doing those things for you.

He quickly learns how and when to hold your hand, what kind of dates you like, the pet names that make your heart skips a beat, how to kiss you until you’re breathless and wanting more. He’s also a very good listener, which is actually impressive since he seemed mostly socially clueless when you first met him. He takes an interest in all the things you like. He does research on your favourite music groups, he catches up on TV shows you enjoy so he can understand what you’re talking about when you mention them, and he tries to learn the recipes of your favourite meals. He has a whole folder in his notes app dedicated to gift ideas and things he wants to remember about you — your drink order, favourite restaurant, the flowers you like, the brand of a bag you were eyeing last time he went to the mall with you. He doesn’t want to miss anything.

He’s become completely attached to you and he’s so touch starved that he takes each and every opportunity to be near you and hold you in some way, usually burying his nose in your neck. He takes note of your sweet perfume then, mentally adding it to the list of things he knows about you, right next to the flavour of chapstick he tasted on your lips the last time he kissed you.

fushiguro megumi, todoroki shoto, shinso hitoshi, tsukishima kei, kozume kenma, armin arlert, tomioka giyuu, hayakawa aki, + all your favs.

[a-ikuoliver]

it's all in your head, i'm inside your head and you're never gonna get me out

pairing: hitoshi shinso x f!reader w/c: 2.1k warning/s: DUBCON/NONCON, brainwashing, female!reader, prohero!mindjack, just a lot of staring lmao, please lmk if i missed anything notes: based on this thirst inspo/acknowledgements: MY LOVER @definitelynotsaint FOR ALL UR HELP I WOULD BE NOTHING WITHOUT YOU MARRY ME PLEASE <3 + earworm by cottontail

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"you seriously think you could beat him?!"

"you act like he's huge, kami, i have more chance with brainwashing than electrification. if i stay quiet, what's he going to do?"

"have you ever fought the guy?"

the argument had been going on for about… twenty minutes now, most of your other friends already filtering out of your place, but you'd trapped the blond, and subsequently shinso with your argument over the hypothetical: would you rather fight kaminari or shinso?

this was by far the most passionate you'd been so far, answering earlier versions of the question effortlessly: would you rather wear kirishima or mina's costume to a wedding (mina's), have an uncontrollable quirk with raw power or a perfected, slightly below average quirk (master of one). the moment sero proposed the final question, your eyes landed on his, your eyes glowing with smugness when they met his bored amethyst iris's, a spark of interest when you parted your lips to argue your point.

shinso remained reserved throughout your argument with the blond, studying a chip in the deep purple paint on his thumb idly, breathing slowly, evenly, apathetically despite his ears burning any time you'd say his name (his heart rate spiking every time, even with each word out of your mouth being a teasing jab of his lack of sheer power in comparison to you).

"why don't you test it sometime?" his voice is gravelly, nearly cracking after sitting in silence for so long, quietly nursing the last few mouthfuls of his drink while he peered at you; the animated way you spoke, the sparkle in your eyes every time you'd tease him, the curve of your neck when you'd toss your head back at something someone said. swallowing the final drops of the amber liquor, your attention is drawn back to him, proud smirk and all.

"what? you don't think i could fight you?"

shinso quirks an eyebrow at you, an uncontrollable, self-assured grin lazily gracing his lips, "i don't think you could keep quiet."

your mouth drops open to defend yourself, your glare growing more and more fiery as you spin to face him. he could prove it right now, brainwash you the moment the first syllable leaves your mouth, command you to remain completely still while he binds you, leave you wrapped neatly in the binding cloth to wake up in, leave you stuck while he revels in his victory. he could do it right now, annul your challenge before it could become anything, before your ego could swell even bigger.

"is that a challenge, mind jack?"

no, it's no fun to melt your wings before they're built, not until you're halfway in the air, dangling precariously over the raging sea, completely ignorant to the dangers below, complete trust in your makeshift wings.

offering you his hand, he ignores the apprehension in kaminari's golden eyes, "you wanna make it official?"

patience is a virtue, something hitoshi has to remind himself of frequently; patience, hitoshi echoing in his mind when you patrol by his side, promising to protect him from any villains, pulling him behind you if even a mouse came across your path. patience, hitoshi when you mock kaminari for fearing the muscular mans brainwashing, asking if he feared the boogeyman, too. PATIENCE, HITOSHI, it's like a mantra when you smirk up at him, your unspoken promise of beating him hanging in the air between you before you'd even part your lips to greet him.

a virtue, a true miracle he was blessed with such patience.

so, he waits, biding his time until the perfect moment, the absolute perfect time. it was spring now, weeks after your proposal, the scent of pear blossoms beginning to float through the sky. along with the sweet scent in the air, humidity made it grow thicker and thicker, as his patience grew thinner and thinner with every step closer to you.

"hitoshi!" you answer cheerfully, like you normally do, a bright smile on your curved lips, unfaltering even as your friend stares at you with burning eyes, costume awry and his dark hair mussed, pushed back from his forehead, "you look like shit."

the tension inside his body was ready to snap, a rubber band stretched far beyond what he could handle; hearing one too many jabs from you, (today, a text of your merch, a little plush of yourself that you offered, free of charge, to protect him on patrols when his brainwashing fails).

"you should see the other guy."

"oh, i'm sure you really showed him."

"you going to invite me in or just insult me?"

"aren't you going to make me? or not ready to accept the truth? i know it's hard."

he snorts, relaxing against the door frame, deciding today was the perfect day to claim his victory. to pop your ballooned ego.

"let me in," his voice is smooth, your eyes drawn to his lips at his low timbre, lips parting slightly. you feign stepping aside, dropping your head into an overly dramatic bow, only meeting his eyes again after a long moment, the smug sparkle still shining brightly in your pupils.

"huh, sorry, i don't think it worked," you stand straight once more, fixating on your limbs as if searching for a reason why his quirk hadn't worked, stretching each finger as if just to confirm your autonomy, to confirm his lack of reach, even into the weakest parts of yourself.

your wax wings spread wide, curling over shoulder blades, strapped around biceps, wrists and fingers, nothing but clear blue skies ahead of you, bright eyes zeroing in on the searing sun. you've forgotten all about the deep sea below, no concern for the waves crashing over the jagged rocks at the cliffs edge, of the current dragging helpless creatures further into the depths. what did you have to worry about the peril below when you could take to the sky? you wings will carry you far from the danger lurking in the murkiness.

"let me in."

like a baby bird, struggling to leave its nest for the first time, your wings fail you, cracking, burning, melting, sending you careening carelessly into the frigid depths below.

unlike your act, you can't feign when his voice, his quirk seeps beneath your skin, settling in your veins, in each wrinkle and valley of your brain, invading your nerves. your eyes go blank, inky pupils dilating minutely. no more burning hubris reflecting back at him, there's only the endless darkness he can watch himself in, the heat in his own eyes. the hunger. you obey (of course you do), your hand falling limply from the door frame as you finally step aside, welcoming him inside.

"aw, where'd all that talk go?" he grins, tilting his head condescendingly, arrogance oozing from him in waves as you stare at him, defenceless in his clutches, his hold the only thing keeping you from slipping into the depths, further from the sky you greedily sought. you're silent (of course you are, hitoshi hasn't commanded you to speak), a ditsy, dumb, blank look on your face as he steps over the threshold onto the genkan.

"close the door." you do, your arm falling back to your side as soon as the latch clicked.

"kneel." you do, heavy limbs bending and bowing until you were seated at his feet.

"take my boots off." you do, you make quick work of the hefty boots, shimmying them down his calves and over his ankles, his half-lidded stare trained on you, admiring your casual shorts riding higher and higher on your plush thigh when you leaned forward to place his boots at the edge of the step up into your home, the pair sat neatly, side by side.

"you're so good, so obedient," his voice is low, his tone would have you addicted, itching to hear his faux praise again and again if you could remember it. leering down at you, hitoshi is certain you'd snarl at him if you could, bear your fangs, bite and threaten him. rather, you're pacified staring up at him, doe-eyed like this he can imagine how you'd keen instead, how you'd lean into his touch when he pats your head, how your eyes would blur when he calls you pretty, dizzy and dumb nuzzling into his hand.

it was cute, laughable, he has to admit, studying your vacant stare with deep amethyst eyes, the way you really thought you could overpower his quirk, that you could win against him.

"such a good girl, aren't you? yeah?" shinso's thick gloves tangle your hair in tiny knots at the top of your head every time he pets you like a well-loved house dog, "how about you get me a drink, too?"

god, he wants to record you, to rub your nose in how well you behaved for him, blindly following every instruction and he didn't need to spend a single yen on training clickers or treats. shinso mulls over the decision for a second, just long enough for your chest to rise once more, your eyelids to drop in a blink; the expression on your lips when he would show you how pathetic you look is nothing in comparison to you rebuilding your wax wings every time you break out of his brainwashing, not remembering a thing; your attitude and teasing returning again and again, week after week when he knows exactly how pretty you look when your mind was a blank slate for him to carve any thought into.

by the time he's mulled over the decision, you've led him further into your home, back towards your the kitchen where the bet was born, where you began building the wings that would betray you.

opening the cupboard that housed the glasses, the tips of your fingers just bump the vessel with a light tink when his pink lips part to command you once more, "stop."

you pause, waiting oh so pretty for your next instruction.

"i could tell you to do anything right now, you know that?"

you stand like a marble statue, only blinking when your eyes burn.

"i could tell you to bark like a dog, and you would," you're silent, eyes staring forward even as he disrupts the air around you, tracing a gloved finger over the bare skin of the back of your thigh, just to watch the goosebumps unconsciously form in his wake, just to do it without your burning glare. "tell you to sit pretty, to shake, to roll over. would you like that, baby?"

shinso runs his bare pointer finger up your spine, tracing the nape of your neck until he buries his hand in your hair, tugging your head back and forth to nod along with him, "i knew it, you're just a pathetic, obedient little thing."

again, he manoeuvres your head to nod (he knows he can command it, but sometimes he likes getting his hands dirty).

"bend over," hitoshi tugs his gloves off, placing the pair carefully beside you on the counter, admiring the arch of your back as your tits squash against the stony counter. you were a fucking sight, something he'd never forget until the day he died; the image of you bent, dumb, drooling burnt into his retinas.

obsidian eyes follow every rise and fall of your chest, roaming over the expanse of your body, every sliver of bare skin catching his attention, taking his time to admire while you can't argue with his perversions. wide hands are drawn to your ass like a moth to the flame, the curve of your plush skin hardly covered by the fabric, even more so when he kneads the fat of your ass, squeezing and spreading anywhere he can reach.

"should i take these off? hm?" he toys with the waistband of your shorts, as if waiting for you to reach around and shove him away from you, to call him every name under the sun, to threaten his life if he even moves an inch closer, lays one more finger on your skin.

you don't.

"yeah, i bet you'd like that." shinso chuckles to himself, hooking his fingers under the elastic and tugging them easily down your hips, leaving them to pool around your ankles, left only in your shirt and the cutest cotton panties, marred by an ever-growing dark patch at the centre of your cunt.

"filthy little thing," his smile widens, a predatory stare locking onto the wet patch, tracing the shape of your pussy over your panties just to watch it widen, "you're so fucking perverted, huh? bet you've been waiting for me to try something like this."

his cock is aching in the tight constriction of his suit, he's acutely aware of how uncomfortable it would be to go home with cum staining his boxers, but he can't find it in himself to care, not when that would mean taking his eyes off of your clothed, drooling cunt.

"you wanna know something?" he hears the gentle buzz of a streetlamp igniting outside your window, hears your gentle breaths, you don't answer.

"i can't brainwash you into getting wet, baby, this is all you."

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[pretty-sparkle-bomb]

In which, a girl tries to flirt with one of the MHA boys. Part 1 Part 2 here

Characters included: Denki Kaminari, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Hitoshi Shinso Side Note: The reader is a badass chick 🤤

Check out the reverse (someone flirts with the reader) here

Katsuki Bakugo

Katsuki Bakugo wasn’t the sweet romantic type to anyone but you. He was the kind of guy who, in public, showed love in his own way—by pulling you into his side possessively, scowling at anyone who looked at you wrong, and grumbling curse-laced insults that somehow still made your heart flutter. In private? Yeah, I’ll leave that to your imagination.

He didn’t need anyone else. He had you. And that was enough.

Unfortunately, not everyone seemed to get the memo.

Like the new girl.

She had transferred into U.A. a few weeks ago, and from the moment she laid eyes on your man, she had been on a mission. At first, it was subtle. Asking him unnecessary questions in class. Laughing a little too hard at his brash remarks. Finding excuses to sit near him during lunch.

But then it got bolder.

She started showing up outside the gym when he was training. Bringing him extra snacks. “Accidentally” tripping in front of him so he’d catch her. Touching his arm and marveling at his muscles.

You could tell it annoyed him. Bakugo wasn’t exactly the patient type, and the way his eye twitched whenever she got too close was proof enough.

Yet, she kept pushing.

One day, she took it too far.

You and the Bakusquad were hanging out in the common room when she waltzed in, making a beeline for your boyfriend.

“Bakugo~” she sang, plopping down beside him, far too close for comfort.

You leaned against the couch, watching with mild amusement as he immediately tensed.

“The hell do you want?” he muttered, clearly uninterested.

She giggled, completely ignoring his irritation. “I made something for you!” She held out a scarf—black and orange, his colors. “I knitted it myself! I noticed you don’t wear scarves, so I figured I could give you one of mine. Now every time you wear it, you’ll think of me!”

You snorted. Oh, this girl was bold.

Bakugo just stared at the scarf like it was an insult to his entire existence. “The fuck? I don’t wear scarves.”

“Oh, don’t be like that!” She pouted. “Just try it on for me—”

Bakugo's eye twitched. "I ain't wearin’ that."

Her smile faltered for a split second, but she pushed on, lifting the scarf toward him. "Just try it on! I promise it’ll look great—"

Before she could finish her sentence, you snatched the scarf right out of her hands.

"Wow," you hummed, examining it. "Soft, warm… a nice shade of orange." You nodded thoughtfully. "You know, I think I know the perfect use for it."

She rolled her eyes at you, her happy-go-lucky personality disappearing instantly. “Really?”

With a sickly sweet smile, you turned on your heel, walked straight to the common room’s fireplace, and—without a moment’s hesitation—tossed the scarf in.

The flames swallowed it instantly.

A beat of silence.

Then—

"WHAT THE HELL?!" she shrieked, eyes wide with horror.

You dusted off your hands. "Oh, sorry. Did you actually think he was gonna wear that?" You gave her a pitying look. "It was just taking up space."

Katsuki, who had been sitting in stunned silence, suddenly let out a loud, barking laugh. "Damn, babe."

Kirishima was struggling to hold back his own laughter. Kaminari? Nearly choking on his drink. Even Mina was giggling into her hands.

The girl looked between you and the burning scarf; face twisted in disbelief. “Y-You—”

"You seriously thought he’d wear something you made?" you cut her off, tilting your head. "I mean, I get it. You tried. A for effort and all that." You shrugged. "But he’s already got everything he needs."

You turned back to your carmine-eyed boyfriend, who was still smirking, and leaned down to press a slow, deliberate kiss to his cheek.

"Right, Kats?"

His arm immediately wrapped around your waist, pulling you onto his lap. He rested his chin on your shoulder, crimson eyes locked onto the girl as he smirked.

"Damn right."

The girl stood there, fuming, hands clenched into fists before she finally let out a frustrated huff and stormed out.

He chuckled against your neck. "Damn, that was brutal."

You grinned. "She had it coming."

He squeezed your waist, his voice low and amused. "Shit like that makes me love you even more, y'know that?"

Outcome: Scarf? Incinerated. Girl? Humbled. Relationship? Stronger than steel.

Denki Kaminari

Denki Kaminari had always been a flirt. From the start, he was a natural charmer, but when he met you, something changed. You grounded him. You made him feel loved and appreciated. You weren’t just another fling—you were the one who tamed him.

And when you two started dating, his flirtatious ways disappeared—at least, with anyone but you. Still, his naturally friendly personality sometimes sent the wrong signals, especially to girls who didn’t know any better.

Take a recent example. A new girl had just transferred to U.A. on recommendation. She was pretty, sociable, and quickly made friends with everyone—including you. But it was obvious she had a thing for Denki. She was always flirting with him, running her fingers through his hair, applying lip gloss the moment he walked in, dousing herself in sickly-sweet vanilla perfume so he’d notice whenever she passed by.

But you? You weren’t insecure. If anything, you found her antics hilarious. She actually thought she had a chance. Maybe she missed the lipstick stains on his cheeks and neck. Maybe she overlooked the way he whistled whenever you walked by, how he absentmindedly played with your hair while you talked to Mina, how he cornered you during lunch, hugged you from behind, or kissed the top of your head. Maybe she hadn’t noticed the matching promise rings, the shared bentos, or the inside jokes.

Oh, who were you kidding?

She knew.

She knew, and she was still trying.

One morning, while you and Momo giggled over your new matching nails, you caught sight of her in your peripheral vision. She was strutting over to Denki again. But something was different this time.

There, dyed into her perfectly shiny black hair, was a bright yellow lightning bolt.

And that was it.

You watched as she twirled in front of him, eyes sparkling. “Do you notice anything different?” she asked, her voice sickly sweet.

Denki looked uncomfortable. This girl was a whole new level of delusional.

“Uh, Amai… I have a girlfriend,” he stated flatly.

Her smile disappeared for a second before she stepped closer, recovering quickly. “Well, I don’t see her. Besides, she doesn’t have to know.” She tugged at his tie, pulling him from his standing position so that their faces were centimeters away, but he immediately placed a hand on her wrist, pushing her away. You took off your shoes and quietly strode closer to them.

By now, everyone in the room had gone silent, eyes locked on the three of you, waiting to see what would happen.

“Turn around,” you said, voice flat yet filled with annoyance.

Before she could react, you grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back. Her body arched, and she locked eyes with you in shock.

“Now you see her.”

In one swift motion, you pulled her to the ground and straddled her, delivering a solid punch to her nose. Something cracked. You hoped it was her nose—but then you saw something else.

Your nails.

Your beautiful, fresh, matching nails.

Broken.

“You bitch! You broke my nail!” you gasped in outrage.

Tears welled in her eyes as she stammered something, but you weren’t interested. Instead, you landed another punch.

It took both Denki and Sero to pry you off her—but not before you got in a good kick to her stomach.

Let’s just say one of you ended up in Recovery Girl’s office, and the other got detention for a week.

Mr. Aizawa, being the legend that he was, let you use your phone during detention. What an amazing teacher.

Eijiro Kirishima

You were used to people liking Eijiro.

It was impossible not to like him—he was strong, dependable, kind, and had the kind of energy that made everyone feel included. He wasn’t just a hero in training, he was a damn good person.

But Kanna Fukuda? She wasn’t just crushing on him.

She was competing with you.

Kanna was a Support Course genius—a prodigy when it came to crafting hero gear. And for whatever reason, she had convinced herself that you were just a phase, a distraction, something Eijiro would eventually “grow out of.”

She thought that if she could prove she was more useful to him—more essential to his future—he’d eventually choose her.

Too bad for her, Eijiro wasn’t choosing anyone but you.

At first, you ignored her attempts.

The custom gear. The constant requests to work with only Eijiro. The way she always “just happened” to be around whenever he finished training, ready with some new, “perfectly designed” item that would “enhance his performance.”

She was always hovering. But Eijiro never gave her any attention.

He was polite, sure, but he never went out of his way to talk to her. He never lingered when she spoke. Half the time, he didn’t even realize she was there because his attention was always on you.

And that? That drove her crazy.

One afternoon, in the middle of the U.A. common area, she made her biggest move yet. Eijiro had just finished an intense sparring session, sweat still dripping from his forehead as he leaned back against the couch beside you, resting his hand on your thigh.

And then, out of nowhere, Kanna appeared. How the hell did she get access to the 1A building?

She placed something onto the table in front of him—a brand-new pair of hero gloves.

“I made these for you,” she announced, smiling like she’d already won. “They’re impact-resistant, reinforced with carbon fiber, and custom-fitted to your exact hand measurements.”

Your eyes narrowed. Hand measurements? He sure as hell never gave her those. Eijiro blinked at the gloves, looking more confused than impressed. “Uh… thanks, but I already got a pair.”

“These are better.” She took a step closer, lowering her voice. “You should let me take care of you—I mean your gear, Kirishima. I mean, it’s kinda my specialty, right? I can make sure everything you use is perfectly tailored for you.”

And then, she had the audacity to glance at you—like she was proving a point, like she was winning.

You sat up straighter, a slow smirk creeping onto your lips. “Ohhh, impact-resistant, huh?” You grabbed the gloves off the table, turning them over in your hands. “That’s so impressive, Kanna. Really.”

Her chest puffed up. “I know, right?”

And then, before she could say another word, you used your quirk. A white light emitted and them you ripped the hideous pair of gloves in half.

The room went silent.

Kanna’s smug expression shattered. “YOU—WHAT THE HELL?!”

You tilted your head, examining the torn gloves. “Huh. I thought they were impact-resistant.”

“You—” Her hands shook as she pointed at you. “D-Do you know how long that took me to—”

“They weren’t gonna last,” you interrupted, tossing the ruined gloves back onto the table. “They were never gonna be strong enough for him.” You leaned forward, resting your chin in your palm. “You don’t get it, do you?”

Her lips pressed into a tight line.

You smiled. “You can make all the fancy gear you want, but he doesn’t need it.” You glanced at Eijiro, who was watching you with awe and admiration in his eyes. “He’s already strong enough on his own. And he sure as hell doesn’t need you.”

Kanna looked at Eijiro. Waiting. Hoping. Begging for him to defend her.

But all he did was sigh, rubbing the back of his neck. “Uh… yeah. Listen, Kanna, I gotta agree with her on this one.” He gave her an apologetic smile. “I really appreciate the effort, but… I already have everything I need.”

And then, right in front of everyone, he turned to you—grinned—and kissed you.

It wasn’t just some quick peck.

It was slow, deliberate, his hand cupping your cheek, thumb brushing your skin—a clear, undeniable claim.

Kanna’s face flushed deep red.

She didn’t say another word.

She just grabbed the ruined gloves, turned, and walked out.

The moment she was gone, chaos erupted.

“OH MY GOD, YOU JUST DESTROYED HER!” Mina shrieked.

“THAT WAS SO FREAKIN’ HOT,” Kaminari howled.

Bakugo smirked, arms crossed. “About damn time. I was gonna blow her ass to America if she continued.”

Eijiro just chuckled, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you into his lap. “Damn, babe,” he murmured, pressing another kiss against your temple. “That was seriously the most badass thing I’ve ever seen.”

You grinned, curling your fingers into his red hair. “Had to put her in her place, didn’t I?”

He laughed, pressing his forehead against yours. “Heck yeah, you did.”

And if anyone still thought they had a chance with your man?

They sure as hell didn’t now.

Hitoshi Shinso

The late-night café was quiet, the air filled with the scent of coffee and pastries, soft jazz playing in the background. You and Hitoshi sat in a cozy corner booth, enjoying your drinks, his violet eyes half-lidded as he stirred his coffee.

It was calm. Relaxing. Until some idiot thought they had a chance.

A guy, cocky and clearly feeling bold, slid into the booth beside you, completely ignoring Shinsou’s presence.

"Hey there," he smirked, resting his arm along the back of your seat. "What’s a cutie like you doing all alone at this hour?"

You blinked. Alone?

Hitoshi let out a long, slow sigh, taking a sip of his coffee before finally looking up.

"…You must be suicidal."

The guy frowned. "What?"

Hitoshi tilted his head, eyes dark and unreadable. "I mean, you have to be, right? Walking up to someone else’s girl and pulling this kind of shit?"

The guy scoffed. "Relax, man. She can make her own choices—"

You snorted. "Yeah. And I choose to stay with my boyfriend."

Hitoshi leaned forward, resting his chin in his palm. "Tell you what," he murmured, voice low, almost hypnotic. "Why don’t you walk out of here, forget this ever happened, and go rethink your life choices?"

The guy blinked. His body stiffened.

Then, without another word, he stood up and walked straight out the door.

You raised an eyebrow. "You didn’t even have to activate your quirk, did you?"

Shinsou smirked, lazy and satisfied. "Didn’t have to. He was already an idiot."

You chuckled, taking a sip of your drink. "That was kinda hot."

He grinned, violet eyes glinting. "Damn right it was."

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• JJK X HAIKYUU MEN X READER Locked In A Room ( fluff 🍭)

• Insecure Reader X JJK Men Finding Out { Requested }

• Your MBTI, Your Relationship With JJK Characters 🆕 ALL PARTS

• JJK Men X Male¡ Reader First Kiss

• JJK Men And Types Of Women They'd Be Attracted To {Requested}

• JJK Men Perfect First Date → PART 1 PART2 PART3( coming soon..) 🆕💙

• JJK Men Period Comfort 🌸 {Requested}

• SFW Alphabets For Gojo Satoru {Requested}

• Comfort Letters From JJK Men→ Gojo.Ver

• JJK Men Proposing With A Ringpop {Requested}

• JJK Men Comforting Their S/O Who's Doubting Themselves {Requested} fluff 🍰

• JJK Men Turn-Offs {Requested}

• JJK Men Reaction To Y/N With A Tongue Piercing {Requested}

• Toji Fushiguro x INTJ { Requested }

• NSFW alphabets Gojo Satoru 🔞 {Requested}

♡⁠˖Series & Oneshots˖⁠♡

Gojo Satoru:

• Birthday Oneshot

• Love Is The Most Twisted Curse Of All [Arranged Marriage ff]: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part4 Part5 Part6 Part7 Part8

• My one and only [ Requested]

• Gojo Satoru X Dumb But Kind Reader {Requested}

• Gojo Satoru X ENTP f!reader {Requested}

Ryomen Sukuna :

• A Deal Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4 / Part 5 Part 6 🔞⚠️

• Somnophilia [Requested] 🔞

• For Eternity (Sukuna x fem! sorcerer reader, reincarnated ver) [Requested]

Geto Suguru:

• Insecure Reader X Suguru Geto ( Angst with happy ending)

Choso Kamo:

• Battle with Choso, Fluff {Requested}

Tokyo Revengers

♡⁠˖Headcanons & Oneshots˖⁠♡

• How They Tease You For Fun.

• When You're On Your Period.

• Yandere Mikey + Yandere Kazutora ( Requested).

• When You Have A Nightmare.

• Their Fav Place To Kiss You.

• Taking Care Of Sick S/O ( Requested).

• Soft Moments With You.

• Jealous Baji Keisuke With Naive s/o ( Requested )

• First Date Part I

• First Date Part II

• When Someone Flirts With Shy S/O ( Requested).

• Reaction To S/O Similar To Nezuko ( Requested ).

• Tokyo Revengers Men Jealousy.

♡⁠˖Series & Oneshots˖⁠♡

Baji Keisuke:

My Reason ( s/o stops Baji from killing himself [Requested] )

Draken:

Toman's Little Fighter ( Fluff - Angst - Happy Ending )

Takemichi :

( Discovering S/O is a gang leader [Requested]).

Haikyuu:

♡⁠˖Headcanons & Reactions˖⁠♡

• Green And Red Flags ↓

Part I / Part II / Part III

• How They Show Affection.

• When They Realize They Have Feelings For You.

• How Would Haikyuu Men Dress Up For Your Date.

• Haikyuu Boys x fem! volleyball player 🆕✨

My Hero Academia:

♡⁠˖Headcanons & Reactions˖⁠♡

• Types Of Kisses.

• Reader Wants Cuddles.

• Night Routine With BNHA Men.

• First Kiss With BNHA men.

• Finding Out They're Gonna Have A Baby ( requested ).

• Shinso Hitoshi ( falling asleep together [Requested]).

• Asking About Tampons ( Requested ).

♡⁠˖Series & Oneshots˖⁠♡

Cursed Touch { Bakugo Katsuki x Dabi x Reader} ↓

• Whole story + Angst Ending

• Happy Ending.

Attack On Titan

Relationship Headcanonsﾉ⁠♡

Eren

Levi

[doumadono]

Amoria (ShigaDabi x Reader) act I Sangreal (vampire Dabi x Reader x vampire Shigaraki) chapter I

Sidekick!Reader - pro hero Dabi headcanons (NSFW) Bakugo learning Polish - headcanons tsundere Dabi & Bakugo with a fem!friend who got injured in a battle - headcanons Barista!Bakugo - headcanons Pampering dragon!Bakugo & dragon!Kirishima - headcanons Snow leopard!Shoto - headcanons

OnlyFans - Bakugo x Reader (NSFW) Vigil - Dabi x Reader Searing touch - Dabi x Reader (NSFW) Take his breath away - Shoto x Reader (NSFW) Blind date - Dabi x Reader Swimming in the stars - Dabi x Reader (NSFW) The perfect day - Bakugo x Reader Shower heat - Bakugo x Reader (NSFW) Study break - Bakugo x Reader (NSFW) Like a phoenix - Dabi x Reader No matter what - Dabi x Reader O-face - Bakugo x Reader (NSFW) Obsession - Bakugo x Reader (NSFW) A dying star - Dabi x Reader Villain in love - Dabi x Reader Crimson comfort - Shigaraki x Reader (NSFW) Scars beneath the spotlight - Dabi & Shigaraki with Reader Like a peach - Dabi x Reader (NSFW) “I don’t hate it” - Dabi x Reader A piggyback ride - Kirishima x Reader “You belong to me” - Bakugo x Reader (NSFW) A phone call - Shoto Todoroki x Reader A sultry greeting - Bakugo x Kirishima x Reader (NSFW) An explosive shoulder to lean on - Bakugo x Reader Practice makes perfect - Dabi x Reader (NSFW) Just a little longer - Aizawa x Reader (NSFW) A warm welcome - pro hero!Dabi - headcanons NSFW A new beginning - Dabi x Reader Echoes of courage - Mirko x Reader Let's unwind - Bakugo x Reader (NSFW) Cool down - Overhaul x Reader (NSFW) Biddability - Dabi x Reader (NSFW) A toast to the past - Dabi x Reader Camping - Bakugo x Reader (NSFW) Happy birthday Shoto Todoroki - Shoto & Todofam NSFW Alphabet - Hitoshi Shinso NSFW Alphabet - Dabi & Shigaraki NSFW Alphabet - Izuku Midoriya A ribbon - Dabi x Reader (NSFW) Taste - Shigaraki x Reader (NSFW)

MAIN MASTERLIST ⊹ MY HERO ACADEMIA EMERGENCY REQS ⊹ KO-FI COMMISSIONS ⊹ MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST - PART I

[deadhands69]

Masterlist: My Hero Academia

fluff = ☁️ smut = ⭐ suggestive = ✨ angst = ⚡

Multichapter Works

A New End [Tomura Shigaraki x Reader] A few years after being kicked out of UA, you find yourself in the LOV. You'd never seen yourself as a villain but everyone is incredibly welcoming. Eventually, you even begin to see your standoffish new boss in another light. Will your future vision quirk be able to change what's coming? [gn/afab] [in progress] ☁️ ✨⭐

Hitching a Ride [Tomura Shigaraki x Reader] [Dabi/Touya Todoroki x Reader] You happen to end up with the perfect getaway ride: jumping in a van with the League of Villains. Destination unknown, you join them on a road trip filled with romantic tension, awkward tropes, and, of course, some light crimes. Separate Dabi/Shig routes. Generally intended to be shorter/quick reads, lighthearted, no angst. [in progress] ☁️✨

Something More [Katsuki Bakugo x Reader] Katsuki Bakugo has always made it a point to be your biggest enemy. When you're paired together on a school project, will you learn to tolerate each other (or more???)[fem leaning gn/afab] [complete] ☁️ ⚡✨⭐

Tomura Shigaraki

Oneshots//Drabbles//Headcanons

Black Coffee ☁️ Online Girlfriend ⭐ Ghost ⚡☁️ Three Words ☁️ Laundry Detergent [loser!shigaraki] ⭐/✨? Candy Cane [loser!shigaraki] ❆⭐/✨? In Your Cold Apartment ⚡ Attention [afab]⭐ Dream Siren [gn] ⭐ Milk Tea [gn][loser!shigaraki] ✨ You Love It When He Relaxes [afab] ⭐ Tomura Shigaraki Helps w/a Sex Quirk pt 1 [afab] ✨ Tomura Shigaraki Helps w/a Sex Quirk pt 2 [afab] ⭐

Cute Dates Series ☁️ All of these exist in the same universe and can be read in nearly any order or as oneshots. They're generally shorter/quick to read.

Pretty Lights [Picnic] Bubble Gum & Cotton Candy [Carnival] Blankets [Blanket Fort/Depression Comfort]

Katsuki Bakugo

Oneshots//Drabbles//Headcanons

His First BJ - Request ⭐ Turbulence ⭐ Filling Space ⚡⭐ Passenger Seat [afab]⭐ A Nice Fantasy with Nice Shoulders [Sex Quirk][afab] ☁️⭐ A Nice Fantasy with Nice Shoulders Follow Up [afab] ☁️⭐

Cute Dates Series [gn] ☁️ All of these exist in the same universe and can be read in nearly any order or as oneshots. They're generally shorter/quick to read.

Ramen & Rain [1st in Series: Ramen Date] Where Kodamas Live [Hiking Date]

Dabi

Pictures with You ❆☁️ Harder, Softer, Harder [Sex Quirk] [afab] ⭐ In the Bathroom is Where I Want You [afab] ⭐

Mei Hatsume

Late Night Writing ☁️ Bubblegum ☁️✨

Other Characters

For Sappho [Kyoka Jiro x Reader]⭐ I Never Told You What I Do For A Living [Hitoshi Shinso x Reader]⚡☁️ Under the Christmas Tree [Shouto Todoroki x Reader][afab] ❆⭐ Exhibitionist Request [Shota Aizawa x Reader][afab] ⭐ Plant Store Date Request [Ibara Shiozaki x photography quirk reader] ☁️

Multiple Characters

Luckiest Person in the Room [Katsuki Bakugo x Shouto Todoroki x Reader] [afab] ☁️⭐ Speeding Cars [various characters] ⚡

Headcanons

Tattoo Headcanons League of Villains Holiday Movie Headcanons ❆ League of Villains Holiday Party Headcanons ❆ League of Villains Holiday Party Aftermath ❆ Flight Headcanons Escape Room Headcanons: Class 1-A Escape Room Headcanons: LOV Concert Date Headcanons League of Villains Halloween Headcanons 👻

[bananawafers]

mha boys as fall date ideas 🍂

(pt. 2)

izuku midorya ~ pumpkin patch 🎃

• insists on carrying your heavy pumpkin for you!

• picks the weird looking pumpkin because he wants to give it a chance to look special (damn you sweet boy)

• asks permission to hold your hand

• loves looking at the neat little halloween decorations that are for sale everywhere

• gets genuinely jump scared by an animatronic decoration

• leaves the pumpkin patch with 500 new pictures in his camera roll of the two of you

shoto todoroki ~ baking together 🥧🍎

• makes sure everything is perfect and tidy in his kitchen before you come over

• “…sorry about the mess.” (there is a single grain of salt on the counter)

• lights candles with his quirk as an attempt to be romantic

• he enjoys spending peaceful time with you, you can tell he’s so content as he goes through the motions

• why is he an extremely talented baker

• little physical acts of affection!!! him grabbing your waist gently when he needs to reach something in front of you, brushing flour off your face, or simply being shoulder to shoulder with you

• also uses his quirk to start a fire for you to cuddle next to afterwards <3

hitoshi shinso ~ stargazing 🌌

• tries to be all nonchalant but you can tell he’s a little nervous

• brings extra jacket for you aw

• “you’re freezing, just take it.”

• when you get to your spot and lay down the blanket, he would sit first, maybe tugging the edges of the blanket or smoothing it out

• stretches his legs out and leans back a little, resting on his elbows

• “it’s a lot easier to see the stars if you’re actually lying down, you know.”

• he’s not the type to initiate physical affection, but! he does cute little things like casually adjusting the blanket so that you’re fully covered, or shifting a bit so that you’re closer

• doesn’t know how to properly say goodbye so he kisses you on the cheek

let me know who else you want to see! I’ve got some good ideas for pt3 hehe

[reallyromealone]

Title: bakugos brother

Chapter:...4?

Fandom: bnha

Characters: Bakugo, kirishima, bakusquad and deku squad and a few teachers

Fic type: series

Pairings: kirishima x male reader

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, fluff, angst, teen romance

Notes:I lost the ask, so requester I hope you enjoy

🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

"Apparently he's like super smart"

"He plays chess, I heard he never lost"

"He seems pretty ordinary, I don't get why he's Nedzus personal student"

(Name) Ignored the comments as he left Nedzu's office, his uniform perfectly ironed and his school work organized to perfection as he went to his gen-ed classes, spending the first portion of his day with Nedzu then the rest with his peers as the faculty deemed it important for him to make friends and talk to those his age.

"Apparently he's brothers with Bakugo"

"He probably has serious anger issues"

(Name) Walked into the gen-ed class and took a seat in his chair, staring off as he began playing chess in his head as he waited for things to start "you're bakugos brother, right?" A voice asked beside him and (name) looked to see a guy "yes, I am" (name) said simply as the others glared slightly "your brother is an obnoxious asshole!" One student said "yeah! You two are so fucking cold to others, what? You think you're better than us?!"

"You know, it's impressive " (name) said simply as a student looked confused "what is?"

"That you can make baseless accusations on someone whom you haven't even had a conversation with" (name) said simply as the others looked shocked "you make claims about me that hold zero merit and frankly I think that's appalling" "how dare--"

"I think that's enough class" present mic walked in clearly frustrated with his students "is this any way to treat a new classmate?"

"But--"

"But what? I heard everything and frankly I'm ashamed of you all" the blond teacher said sternly "(name) was put in your class hoping you all would give him a warm welcome and you berated him for actions of another"

The students looked ashamed and (name) was awkward, fidgeting with his mechanical pencil as the others mumbled out apologies and the blond sighed "now pull out your textbooks to page 138"

When classes ended, (name) had a free study period and decided to go to the courtyard to play some chess by himself and get away from it all, he felt just as lonely as he did at his old school but he should have expected to be in his brothers shadow here as well.

"Hey... Uh were sorry about what happened" a few students came up, a purple haired teen and two others "it was pretty shitty of us to put that on you, that wasn't cool" the teens mumbled and (name) shrugged "I'm used to it"

"You shouldn't have to be though and it's uncool"

"Shinso Hitoshi" the purple haired teen offered and (name) looked at them passively "Bakugo (name)" his voice always so calm and collected as they nodded "so you play chess?" One student asked and (name) nodded "outside of school, I'm a professional chess player"

"Whoa! That's so cool! Is that why you're Nedzu's student?"

"Actually it's due to my quirk, I have an intelligence quirk" (name) explained and the three sat with him "whoa those are super rare!" The other said and Shinso looked curious about it "why didn't you apply earlier?" Shinso asked before realizing that was probably insensitive and (name) shrugged "didn't think I would be able, two students already got into here... A third seemed impossible" it was a lie but they seemed to accept it.

"So what's it like being Nedzu's student?!"

After classes, Kirishima was excited to see his boyfriend as the two hadn't seen each other in a few days due to conflicting schedules but now they could! Even if half the class wanted to join as well.

"I brought a friend" (name) said simply as shinso looked awkward, kirishima feeling pride at his boyfriend making friends independent of the redhead "oh! You're the one going through the transfer!" Momo said excitedly "yeah the one replacing mineta!" Ochaco cheared "and right before the sports festival! Oh we can train together!"

Hitoshi was startled a bit as he noticed Midoriya who was a calming presence "come on! Aizawa is only letting us out till 845! We only have like five hours!" Mina yelled as Bakugo grunted at her dragging him.

Hitoshi was dragged into conversation with tenya and kaminari about god knows what as Kirishima and a few others chatted away, leaving the Bakugo siblings to walk beside each other awkwardly "how's heroics" (name) said in more of a statement, uncomfortable as he tried to make small talk with his brother "fine" Bakugo grunted as Kirishima went with tsu and Ochaco "babe I'll be right back! Don't follow I want it to be a surprise!"

And then the siblings were left alone as the group seperated to grab the things they needed or wanted and to meet up after for food.

"You two seem happy" Bakugo was rarely soft, the concept of him being calm and tentative was something that would be laughable to anyone who knew him "he makes me happy, I hope I make him feel the same" (name) said simply and Bakugo make a soft hum "I'm glad you're at U.A"

"Didn't you not want me here?" (Name) Looked at Katsuki as they stopped walking"fucking--- I know I was shitty, dad's making me go to therapy with hound dog" this was new, something he didn't expect at all.

"Dad's fed up with the hag, he's forcing basically everyone to therapy so expect a call"

The two sat on a bench, small talk between them as they waited for their friends to come back.

It was strange for Katsuki to say he was finally meeting his brother, on equal grounds and no hostility but Katsuki needed this.

He needed his brother.

"BABE LOOK WHAT I FOUND!" Kirishima barreled in with bracelets "look, it has chess pieces! And you can customize it so I added a barbell!" Kirishima said excitedly as he handed (name) one and the calmer Bakugo took it curiously "this is cheesy" he said simply but the small smile as he put on it made kirishima fly to cloud nine.

Bakugo was surprised that his brother had such an interest like origami, seeming genuinely happy with the variety pack of designs "oo make me a brid!" Kirishima teased and (name) took that seriously and they could see the gears turn in his head.

(Name) Was happy when he returned to his form, putting the bracelet in a safe area with his other important items and sat down, thinking About the conversation he had... Bakugo apologized...

He had to talk to kirishima tomorrow about this.

"Hey shitty hair,.can I talk?"

[zombieumbreon]

She’s Insatiable Pt. 2.2.

Part 1

Ft. Hanta Sero, Katsuki Bakugou, Denki Kaminari, Tokoyami Fumikage, Eijirou Kirishima, Hitoshi Shinso, Izuku Midoriya, Shoto Todoroki x F! reader

Cw: nsfw, 18+, group s*x, slight quirk use, fingering, oral, penetration, biting, marking, light choking, hair pulling, little bit of blood, double pen

Kirishima groaned, "Sero, how do you keep up?"

The raven haired hero laughed, maybe a little too loud, "Ah, Denks and Fumikage help me with her more often than you think."

"Gees," the redhead sighed, lifting you into his arms. "Let's get you cleaned up while they rest, yeah?"You nod, cheeks flushed as he carries you to your bathroom.

Turning the water on he sets you down gently, tying your hair back for you. He washes you, hands gentle as he places kisses along the spots he's touching. When he's done you return his treatment, fingers lingering on his scars. He dries your body before he does his own, not bothering to help you dress before scooping you into his arms again.

The other heroes have already started a movie, Katsuki's set out snacks and water. Everyone has taken a spot on your sectional, Hanta on the lounge part, Fumikage, Shoto, Deku, Katsuki, an empty space, Denki and Shinso beside him. Kirishima takes the empty spot, squeezing you between himself and Denki. Hanta chuckles to himself when you wiggle into the red head's side, holding his arm and sliding your legs into the blonde's lap.

You're being as patient as possible, letting them eat the snacks of fruit your boyfriend and Katsuki's set out. Letting the two heroes you're wedged between feed you, giving you sips of water and soft kisses on wherever they can reach. "Good girl," Kirishima coos every time you take the fruit from his rough fingers.

A good bit into the second movie you're restless, wiggling into a position that gives Denki the perfect view of your slit. He bites back a moan, hands smoothing over your thighs. No one else is paying attention to the squelching of his fingers pumping into you, until he uses the slightest amount of his quirk and you gasp.

Kirishima moves so your body is between his legs, back against his chest. His fingers are working over your breasts, pinching and rubbing at your nipples. The blonde shifts to the floor, inching closer to your heat with electrified kisses across your thighs. He pumps his finger slower, leaning down to swirl his tongue around your clit. The louder you are the more hands you feel on your body, mind a little hazy already.

“Please,” you whine, eyes darting between the ones looking over you and rolling your hips.

“Since you asked so nice,” Denki smirks before becoming sloppy while working you.

Hanta’s hands join Kirishima’s, pulling loud moans from you before you’re repositioned. “Hey!” Denki’s protest is almost as loud as yours when Hanta pulls you into his lap.

He positions you so your back is facing him, roughly forcing his fingers into your mouth as he fucks up into you. Fumikage uses the position to his advantage, replacing your boyfriend’s fingers with his cock. Tears mix with drool as you try to focus on breathing, the cock in your throat unrelenting.

“Good girl,” the two are mumbling, nearing their ends. You moan in response, the bird hero occupying your mouth releasing ropes of cum onto your tongue. You swallow, lick your lips and stick your tongue out.

“Top nightstand drawer,” you hear Hanta respond to something you didn’t hear and Denki walks away. When he returns you see a clear bottle in his hand, he’s clicking the lid open and closed as he watches you.

“Shit,” Hanta grunts, holding your hips still until his length stops twitching. Deku lifts you away this time, situating you to face him in his lap.

“Ok pretty girl, want you to focus on me, yeah?” Emerald eyes hold yours until you nod a response. He lets you set your own pace, kissing you while you pleasure yourself. Your hands are tangled in green locks while his tongue wrestles with yours, his moans are matching yours.

You hear the pop of a lid and feel cold slick fingers against your puckered hole, Deku holding your head so you can’t turn. You feel slender fingers work into you, only making your grinding on Izuku more sporadic and needy. Your boyfriend is working his fingers in your hole, something you’re used to, though it doesn’t happen too often.

When he’s satisfied he pulls his hands away, letting Shoto take his place. Scarred hands lean you forward just a little, you feel the pressure of the half and half hero pushing against your entrance. “Please, Sho,” you whine, turning your head the best you can to see him.

“Easy, Doll,” he grips your hips tighter, steeling himself as he pushes farther into you. But, when you buck your hips against the two they decide waiting is over. Slow is over. And they set a harsh pace. "Such a good girl, taking us both," Shoto coos repeatedly to you. Their hands are gripping in different places on your body, memorizing their movements that have your mouth falling open, soundless moans.

Izuku stills first, trying his best to pull out once he's emptied into you. Trying his best to avoid the over-stimulation you practically force on him, pressing your hips harder into him, the hero behind you pushing your hips down harder on the other. "S'too much," he whines, your fingers tugging at his green locks.

"Aw, be a good boy, 'Zuku," you coo, hips still rocking against him as Shoto chases his release. It doesn't take long, not as long as it feels to Izuku. It feels like forever, he's sensitive, overstimulated and crying. "Tears look so pretty on you like this, 'Zuku," you sound full of lust. And that's what pushes the half and half hero over his own peak. He stills inside of you, holding your hips until his cock is spent. The pair kiss you, praising you again before helping you over to Denki's lap and disappearing to clean themselves up.

"Hi there, Sunshine," the electric blonde grins at you, an action that makes your heart flutter.

"Hi, Denks," you giggled, a pink tint touching his own cheeks.

He shifts, laying down on his back as he instructs you to sit reverse on his lap. His fingers spread your cheeks, watching his member disappear into your tight entrance. Leaning you back gently, adjusting your legs, he motions to Shinso. The lavender haired man moves between your thighs, rubbing his leaky tip over your slit before taking his time pushing into you.

Slowly. Too slow. You and the blonde are whining for him, asking for more without words. The brainwashing hero gives the both of you a cocky smirk, only motivating him to go slower.

"Toshi, please," you whine, tugging at his hair. That only earns you him stopping completely, Denki reaching up and grabbing a fistful of your hair as gently as he can.

"Be. Patient," the blonde punctuates his words by bucking his hips up. He doesn't let go of your hair, just pulls a little harder, exposing your neck.

Shinso's thick fingers wrap around your throat, leaning down to bite where his hand isn't covering. And that has you turning into a mess for him. Your walls are fluttering, squeezing the both of them, eyes rolling back as you feel something building inside.

"Come on, Kitty," the two are urging you, praising you, worshiping your body with kisses. The two take turns rubbing circles around your clit, not stopping when you cum for them. Not until they've filled you, cocks twitching as you convulse around them.

"Good fucking girl," they growl together, Shinso kissing your lips as Denki sucks a new bruise onto your neck.

And just like the two previous heroes they lift you onto the next lap and excuse themselves to the shower.

Katsuki's hand are gentle with you, at first, until his lips are smashed against yours. His tongue licks at your lips, fingers digging into your hips. You whine, feeling his fingers let up a little. "It's ok if you bruise me, 'Suki," you assure him, breaking your contact just long enough to say that. And with that he's rough with you again.

"Bed?" He grunts, nodding his head in Kirishima's direction when you give him the yes he wanted. He lifts you, carrying you with ease to the plush bed.

He lays on his side, head propped up on his hand, and you want so badly to tell him he's beautiful. But, you just smile at him, melting into the red head when you feel his hands on you.

Before you know it they have you sandwiched between them. Back to Katsuki, his arm under your knee, holding your leg up. Chest to the redhead, his lips pressed to yours as they push into you, silencing your moans and his own.

You twist your body, a little uncomfortable, to put your arms behind the two men. Both latch on to a perky nipple, groans and grunts matching your moans. Sharp teeth are careful not to puncture your skin, until you're pushing their heads into your breasts. They're careful not to hurt you too badly, tongues soothing over the slightest broken skin.

"Taking us so well," Kirishima praises you.

Your head falls back, eyes rolling back as you soak them.

"Shit," Katsuki grunts, pulling out of you, covering your lower back in white.

"Fuck," Eijirou moans, slamming into you one more time.

This time you aren't passed to another lap, you're lifted carefully and helped into a warm bath. They've added you're favorite scents to the water, your favorite soap to your body, favorite lotion to your body once you're dried.

Your boyfriend pulls you close to him, "How about now, Sweets?" You nod, yawning softly, nuzzling into his chest as he scoops you up.

You're tucked in, a protesting whine leaving you when the group of heroes turn to leave. "Stay," you whisper when they give you a questioning look. Smiles spread across their hard features, making them look so much softer, and they crawl into your oversized bed. Each of them finding some spot on you to lay, your fingers rotating which scalp you're rubbing.

[cupidsfantasy]

if you don't write smut, feel free to ignore this request. but can we get pt 2 of the jealous shinsou fic? (jealous sex?)

oh hell yes i gotchu

JEALOUS JEALOUS BOY PART 2

tw : sex , aggressive sex , degradation , p in v

part 1

as the night grew darker , the atmosphere in the room got more thicker with anticipation. your heart raced as shinso’s hands explored your body, each touch sending sparks of electricity through your veins. his kisses grew slower, more deliberate, as if he was savoring every moment.

"hitoshi," you whispered, your voice trembling with both excitement and nervousness. "i've never felt this way before."

he paused, looking deeply into your eyes. The intensity in his gaze was tempered with a softness that made your heart flutter. "me neither," he admitted, his voice low and husky. "i want this to be special for both of us."

you grinned, feeling a rush of warmth at his words. "it already is."

his hands continued their exploration, slipping under the waistband of your pants and drawing them down slowly. you felt a mix of anticipation and vulnerability, but the way he looked at you—full of adoration and desire—put you at ease. He removed your pants completely, leaving you in just your underwear, his eyes never leaving yours.

"you’re so beautiful." he murmured, his fingers tracing delicate patterns over your thighs. "i can’t believe you’re mine."

you reached up, pulling him down for another kiss. "i’m yours." you whispered against his lips. "and you're mine."

the next moments were a blur of sensation. you helped him out of his remaining clothes, your hands trembling with excitement. the feel of his bare skin against yours was almost overwhelming, a perfect blend of heat and tenderness.

shinso's kisses trailed down your body, each one leaving a mark of his affection. his touch was both soothing and electrifying, making you gasp and arch into him. when he reached the waistband of your underwear, he paused, looking up at you for permission.

"are you sure?" he asked, his voice filled with both desire and concern.

You nodded, your heart pounding in your chest. "yes, hitoshi. i want this. i want you."

with a tender smile, he removed your underwear that was between your legs , his eyes darkening with desire as he took in the sight of you fully naked in front of him. "you're perfect," he whispered, his voice filled with reverence.

“toshi, do you have a condom?” you asked with nervousness and concern in your voice. “yeah i think i have one in my pants.” he mumbled, barely moving his lips. he dug into his pants pocket, he pulled one out and opened it with his teeth.

he took a deep breath and pulled out his throbbing erection, the tip glistening with pre-cum. he positions himself at your entrance the head of his cock pressing against the tight warm heat of your pussy.

and slowly and carefully he entered you. he sofly gasps as he finds himself inside of your warm cunt. you softly moaned as his dick started to stretch you out. he focused on the sound of your moans and how tightly you pulled him in, trying to quiet his inner thoughts for now. he starts to move slowly inside of you, focusing on making sure this felt good for you.

he watches your face, taking note of every sound and expression. he groans, “i could fuck you for hours, y/n.” he said, whispering into your ear, his breath making your ears sensitive and tingly. you felt him as he put every inch into you, like really feel him. he begins to thrust into you, setting a brutal pace that makes your whole body shake and your tits bounce wildly. “you wanna compliment and talk about men? you’re such a pathetic whore.”

you were too overstimulated to even respond to his remarks. you could only make out a few sounds. “hm, i forgot you were too cock drunk to even make a coherent sentence.” he said as he continued to pound into her not even giving her a chance to speak.

all you could hear in the room was skin slapping against each other. hitoshi’s eyes rolled back in pleasure as he heard the wet sounds of your pussy being fucked, “let me use this slutty pussy of yours. you wanna provoke other men huh?” his cock driving deeper and harder with each and every thrust. “no other man could make you feel as good as i do.”

“h-hitoshi i need to cum really badly. i-i can’t kept going..” hitoshi groaned at the feeling of you clenching around him, “cum for me y/n. i need to feel all of you.” your incoming orgasm ripping through you like a storm. he couldn’t hold back any longer. his own release following closely behind as he came into the condom with his seed.

you came on his dick, breathing heavily from the intense experience. “i-i love you hitoshi, i-im all yours..” you said barely getting the words out your mouth. your heart beated faster and faster as hitoshi pulled out of you and hugged you. “i love you too y/n.”

WELL YEAHHHHH… IF U COULDNT TELL I HAVENT WROTE SMUT IN THE LONGEST TIME AND I WANTED TO CHALLENGE MYSELF!!

TY ANON FOR REQUESTING THIS AND GUYS REQUEST MORE SHIT 💘💘

[dokidokidraft]

MHA boys HC pt. 2

Includes: Denki Kaminari, Eijiro Kirishima, Hitoshi Shinso

(More next time)

Warning: tinyyyyy but of pervy behaviour from denki! If that makes you uncomfortable please skip his part 🫶

~Denki Kaminari~

-He’s always trying to make you smile and laugh! Lots of inside jokes

-Mario kart tournaments with this guy. He’s the king at any video game, so sorry for your loss. He’s beating you no matter what you try, but if he wants you to smile or feels bad he’ll let you win

-has scars from his quirk. They look like lightning strikes and line up his arms and some on his torso (this isn’t canon I just think it’s good for the character)

-a bit of a perv. Ex: caught staring at you multiple times. LOTS of suggestive comments. “Jokingly” has tried to look up your skirt. Buys you revealing clothes. Encourages you to wear said revealing clothes. Still your number 1 cheerleader tho and we love him •_•

-only he is allowed to be a perv around you. As soon as mineta makes a comment/acts he’ll glare at him. “She’s mine. Go bug Momo”

-When he overuses his quirk/short circuits, he relies completely on instinct. Somehow his instincts always lead him to you. It’s kinda cute

-gets bullied for his quirk. You will literally beat up anyone who does that tho

-such a bubbly personality. He’s such a sweetheart though

-*finger guns*

-has a pikachu plushie and/or onesie

-will charge your phone for you. It hurts him if he does it too much, but on the occasions when he’s fully charged himself, he’s doing it for you

-keep an portable charger with you! This guy forgets his all the time

-super friendly to everyone. Definition of extrovert. He’s always trying to take you out to do things. Once you went to the aquarium with him and he tried to stick his hand in the octopus tank

-sends you memes at 4 am titled “this is literally us”

~Eijiro Kirishima~

-MANLY

-you aren’t allowed to carry anything remotely heavy around him. “Don’t worry sweetheart, I got that for you”

-pays for everything. You simply cannot offer to pay without him faking offence

-toxic masculinity? Who’s that?

-husky morning voice 🙏

-lets you watch him workout. If you what to join he’ll gladly help you use the equipment if you’re new to the gym, or simply be your spotter. If you don’t want to join him, he’s definitely showing off with the weights.

-classic romantic dates. Restaurants, and picnics are his specialty (definitely some gym dates mixed in there)

-always shirtless. He just wants to show off. It’s not like you’re complaining though….

-he’s really insecure about his quirk, and doesn’t think he’s good enough. Just remind him that you love him. Give him loads of attention and affection when he has his panic episodes.

-lets you dye/style his hair. His favourite positions is you sitting in the counter redoing his roots, while he’s in a chair in front of you. He doesn’t even need entertainment, he’s just enjoying the feeling of your gloved hands in his hair.

-loves when you wear his shirts. Especially his Red Riot merch ($-$)

-manly hands 🫡

-He personally doesn’t care much about PDA, he’ll do anything as long as you’re comfortable

-cannot cook for the life of him. Last time he was in the kitchen he caught his toast on fire

~Hitoshi Shinso~

-He is SO sleep deprived. You can tell by the bags under his eyes. Definitely has insomnia or something

-cat cafe dates with him. (I’m seriously thinking of writing a whole damn fanfic of this, just need motivation) he just loves cats sm, and he loves you, so this is the perfect plan according to him.

-needs his coffee in the morning. Can’t function without it. Also has his coffe without any cream or milk (like a psycho)

-Texts you really late at night for no reason. Even if he knows you’re asleep he’ll still do it cuz he’s bored

-messy hair 24/7

-late night walks with him. You guys don’t even have to talk, he’ll just walk with you beside him (he’ll hold your hand if he’s in the mood) and you’ll walk under the moonlight. Also loves to point out constellations to you

-once he grabbed something that you couldn’t reach for you, and you called him “your hero”. He’s never stopped thinking about it since

-usually does his training outside, late at night

-not a headcanon, but I’d just like to say, him in his mask 🛐

-has tired/dead eyes all the time. And looks hot in them too

-wears Jean jackets, hoodies, sweats, those weird fancy cotton shorts. And lets you steal all of them <3

-the type of boyfriend that gets jealous easily. Someone could look at you the wrong way and all of the sudden you guys “forgot to vacuum” and you’re getting swept off your feet and carried to his dorm for some cuddles

-asks for help studying. He does fine academically, he jus wants to spend time with you

Hope you guys enjoyed!!!

@kimyoudraft thought of you while writing for kiri 🫶

[minbells]

He never really thought about kissing anyone before meeting you. But then here you are, and suddenly he craves your affection more than anything else in the world. Whenever he sees your beautiful smile or your pouty lips, he wants more. More than just the lingering eye contacts, the shy graze of his hand against yours when you’re walking side by side, the gentle touch of your fingers when they go through his hair or adjust his collar that he purposefully neglected, seeking for your attention. He craves your lips against his, and this feeling leaves him confused as to what he’s supposed to do to fulfill his desires. He noticed quickly in your fresh situationship that romance is important. Unfortunately, he doesn’t know how to approach the subject. Why won’t you kiss him? Why won’t he kiss you? He’s not scared or embarrassed, is he? He shouldn’t be, for the comfort he felt whenever you were with him soothed his deepest anxieties.

Then, he doesn’t have to ponder any longer, because all of a sudden your lips are on his. He doesn’t know if you had been too tired to wait or if the moment, right under the stars, was all too perfect, but the softness of your lips had met his own. Fuck, why hadn’t he done that sooner? He cupped your cheeks in his palms and melted into the kiss. His instincts took over, lips dancing against your peach flavoured ones, the taste of your chapstick on his tongue, and he suddenly wondered how you could taste so heavenly. It wasn’t long before you gently, almost shyly, bit his lower lip and met his tongue teasingly, almost like a preview of the many more kisses you will exchange in the future, before you suddenly broke the kiss. He found himself chasing your lips.

Again, please. But you only smiled teasingly, lovingly, barely brushing your lips over his before whispering words of affections that made him melt in a puddle of pure softness.

todoroki shoto, shinso hitoshi, aizawa shota, midoriya izuku, fushiguro megumi, kamo choso, kozume kenma, wakatoshi ushijima, kageyama tobio, armin arlert, eren yeager, tomioka giyuu, kamado tanjiro, hayakawa aki.

[takumifujiwaraswfe]

Helloo, you asked for ideas and here ya goo Hitoshi being a big ol tease to a shy but witty reader. Props if reader is short too xD

Ginger cat

Shinso Hitoshi x fem reader PLAYLIST

OKAY I'M SHORT AS FUCK SO IT'S A PERFECT TASK FOR ME

You're in good hands

" - Hi youngie - She heard and tried to turn around but then her boyfriend's arm landed on her head like on armrest. She tried to take it off but failed miserably. Shinso chuckled and leaned over to her height "Feisty" He said and chuckled at which she blushed"

You're his armrest most of the time.

Will take you on some rock or rap concert and let you sit on his shoulders so you will see everything.

Also If we're at this topic he will dance with you there like a pro (I mean typical wood stock experience It's gonna be a war)

Puts his arm around your shoulder and pushes you onto him so you would snuggle to his side at which you get embarrassed and try to argue with him. Cause you can only try to argue about it tbh.

"- God with your slow little legs we'll be there in an hour, can you move this sexy ass of yours like idk... 2 times faster at least?" He hummed looking at her. -No- she scoffed mad at him but quickly squeaked as he took her to carry her on his back - I don't remember making you not able to walk yesterday- he scoffed"

You always make him to get you things from shelves you can't reach and he expects a kiss in exchange. You just blush and walk away with your thing but he catches you by your arm and kisses you anyway.

"She yawned and walked over to the kitchen to eat some breakfast, wearing her favorite shirt that she stole from Shinso. -Oh so it was you.- she heard and almost got an heart attack -Hitoshi what are you doing here?!- she said reacting almost like an angry cat -Helping [your dad's name]. But I can quickly change that so better get dressed- he smirked and looked if there's no one in sight, as there wasn't he kissed you deeply and then went back to the yard without a word"

Helps your dad with work around the house so he's here for your dad and not you sometimes.

Your mom loves him and laughs every time he - as you call it - bullies you

Did you ever imagined him mowing the grass without a shirt on in your yard? Well I'm sure now you do.

Will throw you to a pool in your yard. I know it. And your parents will be laughing while you'll be trying to kill him.

Takes you on the best dates. Late night walks when it's pitch dark

And scares you while you yap about something you really like.

Then lifts you from the ground and kisses you with a smirk and you're just a mini ginger cat that's ready to try to scratch him but miss the hit.

[call-me-copycat]

Only You

➤ Welcome - Introduction and request rules (requests are open + some info about me)

▶ Characters: Shinso x GN Reader

▶ Genre: Comfort

▶ Summary: You've been feeling a little forgotten, Shinso's popularity bringing in people who take up more of his time. Shinso, however, lets you know that you're far from that.

▶ Word Count: 3134

▶ Warnings: Feelings of insecurity

U.A was the school everyone went to when they dreamed big. It was easy to do such a thing in such a large, colorful world. One of the biggest things a person could dream of was being a hero, a dream everyone possibly held at one point. Over time, as one grew they realized that that's all it was - a dream. And so, it was dropped.

You admired Hitoshi since day 1. He quickly proved that he wasn't like the others, putting up with all negative allegations thrown at him and continuing to push forward towards that dream he held so close to his heart. You liked to say that heart was made of gold.

It was at the entrance exam that you noticed him, standing slightly aways from the large group crowding the doors. Back then, he seemed just like another face in the crowd. But you kept running into him. Over and over. You saw how frustrated he became, how unfair the exam was towards those without physical quirks. You worked up the courage and talked to him after the exam was over, something you didn't regret doing despite the hushed whispers that would go on around you two.

It was just you and him. Versus the world.

It used to be so simple. He got into the General Course, you in the Hero Course. Still, you continued pushing and pushing him - something you didn't even have to do much of seeing as his drive to become a hero was a burning flame of passion that flared with an intensity that'd put others to shame.

You and him.

School was the only time you used to see him, and that eventually morphed into going to his house to study every now and then. Then, to taking casual walks to the corner store. All the way to you both taking daily bike rides together, and at that point it had gotten where you both couldn't go a single day without seeing each other.

You both matched each other perfectly when it came to passion. His passion to achieve, and yours to support and love almost mirrored each other. It was one of the reasons why he showed up on your door step one night, his face red as he pushed a single rose into your hands.

You both kept at it, and when two passionate souls get together to achieve something it's only bound to go one way.

And... He did it. He made it to the Hero Course. Class of 2-A, with a new seat right next to yours.

But...

You couldn't help but feel that things weren't going as planned. You thought it would be seamless, he'd go into the Hero Course and would just be another student as all the others.

You had forgotten just how popular the Hero Course was.

It was natural for him to garner attention. He had the looks and the charmingly grumpy personality, and paired with that burning passion that Hero Course students seem to love it made sense that he'd be seen as 'the perfect hero student'.

Suddenly it wasn't just you and him.

People greeted him in the halls, people invited him to lunch, people asked him to come to their houses. They were invading your space, and you couldn't go anywhere without seeing at least one person trying to befriend him.

It began to drive you mad. Of course you weren't entirely against the fact that people liked him now. But... Where were you in this equation? With so many new faces, would he discover other people he liked better? What if he got tired of you?

Thoughts like these plagued your mind daily. You couldn't help but tighten the grip you had on your bag as you reminisced on the beginning of your first year. Where were these people then?

"Hey. "

You jumped a bit at the sudden hand Hitoshi placed on your shoulder. It was the end of the school day, and you both were walking down the empty halls (hopefully without interruption).

As you looked up at him, he couldn't help but feel something was off about you. Your demeanor just wasn't the same, it hadn't been for the past few days - something only he could tell.

"Everything alright?" His tone was soft, a stark contrast from how he normally greets others.

You turned your full attention onto him. His bag was left a little ways open, one of his shoes were untied, and his hair was ruffled in its usual messy stance. You could only think of how much you cherished him in that moment. There didn't seem to be a way you could confess your worries without coming off as greedy.

"I... I'm sorry if this comes off as a little selfish, but..." Sighing, you could only try to piece together how you'd word this. In response to your furrowed expression, Hitoshi gingerly went up and brought his arms around you. He wasn't one prone to outwardly showing affection much, but he felt this moment was an exception.

He ran his fingers gently through your locks of hair as he sensed you were getting worked up, and frowned at the thought. Selfish? You were the light in his life, the cheerleader he never knew he needed. You were the furthest from it.

"Nothing you can say will convince me that you're selfish, I'm serious." He kissed the top of your head. "You can tell me anything, what's on your mind?"

You squeezed him a little before pushing yourself away from him so you can focus a little better. It was hard, and you turned to picking at your fingers as you tried explaining yourself. With your attention directed to the ground, you started.

"I...I- We've been together for awhile, haven't we?" Thinking back to all you've been through with him, you began going through it all with a deep fondness. "I remember meeting you at the entrance exam, and I remember the moment you were told you had gotten into UA... And how happy you and I both were", you sighed a bit, remembering every detail.

The anxiety that you both felt the weeks after the entrance exam. The excitement at the announcement of you both getting into UA together. The consolation after it was decided he'd be in General Studies and you in the Hero Course.

"I remember how upset you were when you didn't place the Hero Course. I knew you had the strength though, and that's why I always cheered you on. You know that I was always by your side, right?"

He placed a finger on your chin as he brought your head up so he could face you, not liking the sad expression on your face.

"Of course I know that - you've been by my side since day one. And for that I can never thank you enough for all that support. I- ", he looked away for a split second, seemingly trying to gather his thoughts. When he looked back at you, his dark indigo eyes were filled with warmth as he gazed at you lovingly.

"I don't think I'd have gotten this far without you. "

It was touching, to realize just how much Hitoshi remembered. For him to be able to recall everything you've done all in his name so fast only meant that it had a lasting impact on him. And with that, your heart swelled a little more.

Giving him a wobbly smile, you felt your eyes water a bit before you blinked them back to normal.

"And I'd do it all again, too. But, now that you've transferred to the hero course, I can't help but feel that everyone's starting to notice you and your dedication," It sounded so bad when put into words, and you could only attempt to hide yourself by covering your face with your hands.

"I- it's just that..." Sighing once again, you tried your best to recollect your thoughts. "You've come so far... And I feel that there's so many people noticing you. So many people that only care about those that make it far, but don't care about those at the bottom. Those very people that I'm worried about trying to overturn me..."

Your body tensed at the thought. The contrast between now and then made it all feel as though everything good given was artificial, that no one really truly cared.

And then, there were those that do. Would you even be able to compete with them either?

Clenching your fists in frustration, your vision dropped to the ground as your eyes began to water. "You mean so much to me. So much so, that I can't help but feel - but worry - about... Being forgotten."

With your view on the ground you stop fretting about worrying Hitoshi and let your body go lax as tears dot your face. "A-and I can't help but believe that you're going to find comfort in someone else... That you're going to move onto greater things..."

"...And forget that I was always here."

Shock.

Guilt.

Sympathy.

And so much more suddenly flooded Hitoshi's head as he saw you completely drop every worry you've held on to, on top of him. You've always been such a strong-willed person, so to see you've been worrying about so much for so long shook him to his core.

Hesitantly, gently, he pried your hands away from your face so he could hold you close as he did earlier. Pulling you into a tight embrace, he buried his face in your neck as his own eyes started to water.

"I know that becoming a hero has its issues, this is one of many. To start," Breathing a heavy breath, Hitoshi quickly formed a list in his head.

"I will never find comfort in someone else. I don’t ever want to find comfort in someone else because they won’t be you." It was a maddening thought.

Hitoshi was... Picky.

Most people were too loud. Too bright. Too much, too little, too far, too late. They were either one thing or another, and that's why he consistently struggled to make friends growing up. You however, were perfect.

You fit him, matched his pace. He didn't believe there'd ever be another person on the planet to conveniently check off every single box he had on his list the way you did. Alongside that, he was a simple man. He found you, you found him. Why look for someone else when he was perfectly happy with you now?

Why trade in a phone when the one he had worked fine? Why toss out an old blanket and get a new one when it warms him the way it should? He never understood those types of people, it was too much work to do such things - not to mention shallow.

Before you could get a word in, he was at it again.

"Two; I will never leave you behind. I will never forget you. No matter how far I go, I will always remember you." You always thought of him when he needed it, always kept on pushing him forward despite making it into the Hero Course yourself. You had everything, and could have left him behind. Yet, you didn't. Even if you did, Hitoshi believed he'd easily let you back in - he was just too attached.

It was sweet of him to already have a way to reassure you. He was persistent, one of the many reasons he got so far after all. It helped, hearing your partner himself console you. But the voices in your head wouldn't budge, constantly conjuring up worries and aches you couldn't escape.

Sniffling a bit, you gingerly wrapped your arms around his neck, leaning into his touch.

"I-I know... I can tell how much you care for me though everything you do," the air was heavy as you paused. "I just... can't help but worry anyway. I'm always worried. There are so, so many other people that like you, that want to be close with you... It hurts a little at all the things that could happen in the future."

In response, Hitoshi brought a hand up to the back of your head, gently cradling it as he ran his fingers through your hair absentmindedly.

"You're right. "

You could only move your head away and look up at him in shock, your heartbeat pulsing in your ears.

"It's only to be expected that I'm going to meet many new people on this path that I'm taking. I might even make some new friends," looking down at you, he gave you a smile filled with warmth and love. "But no matter how many new people I meet, none of them will ever mean as much to me as you do. "

You moved your head back down to rest in his chest after the initial shock wore off. His words were more than reassuring, they were loving. But... The pain always lingered.

"I just can't help but wonder how much you'll love me in the future, after meeting so many new people... And wonder how much you even love me now..." You felt a little hazy at the thought, your mind not working as well as it normally did at that moment.

Tightening his the grip around you for a moment, Hitoshi pulled away slightly so he could look at you properly, gently putting a finger under your chin so you'd look at him properly.

"How much do I love you...?"

He repeated your words in a soft tone, his dark indigo eyes never leaving yours.

"How much do I love you, you ask? I don’t think words could describe how much I love you..."

He closed his eyes for a few seconds, taking a deep breath to control his swirling emotions, seemingly creating an inferno inside of his mind.

"You're... You're my first love, the first one I've ever fallen in love with. My-"

Swallowing the sudden lump in his throat in an attempt to keep himself from getting too emotional, Hitoshi opened his eyes once again, everything suddenly clear to him.

"My most precious person."

The air was silent between the two of you for a beat, as all you could do was look up at him in admiration. The bond you both held was special, as it developed and grew over time. And bonds formed that way are normally one of the strongest.

"I-"

He put a finger over your lips, effectively silencing you.

"Let me speak. "

You watched as he took a deep breath, looking almost frazzled. It was odd, as Hitoshi was typically one of the best to keep his cool. Seeing him work himself up so much over you simply confessing your worries to him... Words evaded you.

"I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again. You are the most precious person to me. I-"

He let out a small sigh as all the things he’s been keeping inside for too long suddenly poured out, also taking advantage of this moment to truly show you everything he ever felt for you.

Hitoshi was a cold guy on the outside. He kept people away, kept friendships shallow at most - all for the sake of his safety. Bullies tainted his idea of relationships of all shapes and sizes, so he naturally kept himself closed off.

But, you. You were here, and you were in need of consolation. He didn't ever learn how to express himself properly. All he knew was that he loved you, and that he needed to let you know how much he did. Even if he struggled.

"I love you so so much. I-"

He took a deep breath to calm himself down. There was so much he wanted to say, yet at the same time he was at a loss for words.

"No matter where I go, or what happens to me, nothing-" He brought his hands down to grab yours, giving them a quick squeeze, "and I mean absolutely nothing will ever make me stop loving you."

It was hard. Watching him tear himself up so much about your worries. But, he cared. He cared so much. And that was all that mattered to you.

"I may not be a very affectionate person... I know I’m not always there when you need me, and-"

Sensing he was working himself up too much, you took initiative and moved your hands to cup his cheeks. Both your eyes meet, and in between you two, hundreds of unspoken words bounce in the air.

Leaning into your soft touch, Hitoshi brought his hands up and gently wrapped them over yours, relishing the feeling of his skin touching yours. Even in the smallest actions you made him feel so loved. He gazed at you without word, letting all his emotions be conveyed in that look. Love, affection, assurance, protection, and all sorts of emotions that he couldn't quite word.

Hitoshi leaned down just a touch and pressed a soft kiss against your forehead, closing his eyes as he took in the feeling of your warm skin against his lips.

"Nothing and no one can make me stop loving you."

The idea of leaving you behind, and letting some stranger take hold of you almost made his emotions flip 180°. It was such a nauseating thought to him, he cherished you so dearly and fully believed that there wasn't a soul that deserved you in the same way. You both did everything together, both did everything for each other, fit together like puzzle pieces.

"I won’t let anyone take you from me. Especially not some person who doesn’t even-" heaving out a heavy breath, he cut himself off in an attempt to not bring down the mood once more. Neither of you needed that.

It was odd to think about. So odd. Hitoshi also worried the same thing about you in the end as well. He never seemed to show any signs of worry. Never seemed to falter in confidence. Yet, here the two of you were. Sitting and worrying, loving each other too much and hurting yourselves over what might happen.

Suddenly, you felt a little less lonely.

"I-" you grabbed his hands in yours as you stepped back just enough to see his face. "I've been supporting you since day 1. And I intend to continue doing so until the very end." Looking up into his eyes, he smiled a little at the newfound sparkle yours had.

Squeezing his hands in yours, Hitoshi chucked.

"I know. I know you will."

@hitoshisbf

Thank you so much for the request! I'm very sorry for the wait, but I hope this suits your request! I started it on your ask, but I made the mistake of saving it to drafts and in turn it disappeared ( ⌯᷄ ·̫ ⌯᷅ก )

I had to start over in the morning, I apologize for the extra delay (⁠｡⁠ŏ⁠﹏⁠ŏ⁠)

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[stargirlygirl]

˗ˏˋ bnha masterlist ˎˊ˗

nsfw = ★

bakugou katsuki

boobs too big ⟶ bakugou designs new underwear merch for you but unfortunately, it doesn't fit as your boobs are too big

birthday gift ⟶ bakugou wants to buy the perfect gift for his sanrio-loving girlfriend, but he doesn’t know what to get her

katsuki with the pet he didn't want ⟶ katsuki would do anything his kitten which makes you feel left out

kaminari denki

eloping with denki ⟶ deciding to elope and your elopement ceremony

midoriya izuku

upgrade | pt.1, pt.2, pt.3, epi ⟶ izuku gets severely injured during a rescue mission. as a result, most of his left arm is amputated. you, being a mechanical and biomedical engineer (and his loyal girlfriend), decide to build him a cybernetic arm to replace the arm he's lost.

shigaraki tomura

truth or dare ⟶ you’re playing truth or dare with the LOV when you get dared to kiss one of the members...

shinso hitoshi

★ shinso is kinky asf ⟶ hc

takami keigo

★ mission prep ⟶ kei's going away on a mission so you two decide to film yourselves together having a bit of fun

todoroki shoto

★ rut suppressants | pt.1, pt.2 ⟶ you find out that shoto's been taking rut suppressants ever since you've been together. you take them off him and get to see a new side of your husband.

todoroki touya

★ "you're my girl, aren't you. forever mine." ⟶ everything was fine until one Halloween, people who have annoyed you start dying. are you cursed? or is someone else responsible for their deaths? (hint: it’s someone else. someone you know very well.)

various

what they would be like drunk ⟶ hcs

how they eat food ⟶ hcs

they see you in lingerie | v.1, v.2, v.3 ⟶ you bought some lingerie online and now, it’s arrived in the mail. you go to your shared bedroom and try on the lingerie, telling your man to wait on the bed. you’ve got on a matching pair of heels and walk back into the bedroom from the walk-in wardrobe.

self-care day with the boys ⟶ what they would do for you when you're stressed out from work

you text them that you're in heat | pt.1, pt.2 ⟶ smau

if they were househusbands ⟶ hcs

their omega | m.list ⟶ you are an omega who has been kidnapped for underground auctions. while investigating these auctions, a drunken denki buys you. but you don't end up with one new alpha. you end up with four.

[wwrosy]

hitoshi shinso x f!reader

cw: masturbation

“hitoshi, your hands are so beautiful,” she says, reaching out to touch. her fingers glide innocently over his, as if they were petals, admiring the thin, pale fingers, the prominent knuckles, and the short, unassuming nails.

unaware how often these beautiful hands grip his hardness dick when he dreams of other beautiful hands.

and not just hands. he imagines her entirely: kissing her forehead, brushing his fingers through her hair, warming her eyelids with his breath, biting her thin lips until they bleed, clutching her pale neck to leave marks like red gemstones. he wants to press his hands on her shoulders, tracing his fingers along her collarbones. He wants (pulls harder) to place his palms over her chest (faster), circle the rosy edges, and (breathes heavily) pull her closer from behind, so that… (he’s finished).

hitoshi’s room is spotless but somber, unapologetically dark. there are no paintings on the walls or plants by the window. yet, once or twice a week, his room fills with the sounds of solitude — loud and unmistakable.

with mild irritation, shinsou opens a fresh pack of tissues with one hand and cleans himself up. not yet. he never reaches a true finish line. she doesn’t even begin to feel the pleasure. though he indulges in acts prompted by physiological need yet socially scorned, he’s not entirely selfish. yet such chivalry is hard to appreciate.

whenever she leans over, his gaze involuntarily, almost accidentally, drifts to the neckline of her shirt. he’s also perfected the art of looking down — as he usually does with his weary eyes — but now, just at her crossed knees. sometimes he catches a glimpse of things guys aren’t supposed to notice. and fantasy fills in the rest. and damn it, why is it that every time she accidentally brushes his shoulder, he pops a boner?

his beautiful, trembling hands once more wrap around his pulsing dick. just thinking of her sends heat through every limb. Slowly, he starts again — each time hoping to build a rhythm — but when his forefinger grazes the glans, his breath comes ragged, as if his lungs are ablaze.

his face, usually pale and angular, now flushes with a feverish red, gleaming with crystalline sweat. behind his parted, bitten lips come low, tortured sounds — fractured syllables, forming fragments of her name. but his voice is almost a whimper, brows knitted in torment. up and down. fingers deft yet estranged, pressing insistently; his long neck damp, his expression subdued. a single bead of sweat rolls down his hollowed stomach. his beautiful fingers move with urgency, practiced, infinitely sorrowful.

and what if she saw him like this?

his breath hitches. as if his throat were torn open, he snaps his gaze to the mirror. leaning against the bed frame on the floor, pants around his thighs, his thick lust gripped tightly in one hand, shirt rumpled, hair wild as though tossed by waves. red face, as though painted in blood.

panting, gasping. by this part of his fantasy, she would already be lowering herself between his thighs, but the pink, embossed vision crumbles.

the remnants of his solitary ritual slide down like candle wax.

“hitoshi, your hands are so beautiful,” she says and fades, leaving the somber hitoshi alone in his somber room.

he doesn’t think his hands are beautiful. the only beautiful thing, he believes, is his memory. because she’s always there.