#shinso hitoshi masterlist

[thehusbandoden]

Student Masterlist:

Amajiki Tamaki (8)

(Amajiki Tamaki)

Bakugo Katsuki (21)

(Bakugo Katsuki)

Kaminari Denki (5)

(Kaminari Denki)

Kirishima Ejiro (8)

(Kirishima Eijiro)

Midoriya Izuku (8)

(Midoriya Izuku)

Sero Hanta:

Pregnant reader (request)

Shinso Hitoshi (2)

(Shinso Hitoshi)

Todoroki Shoto (20)

(Todoroki Shoto)

And more yet to come! <3

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MASTERLIST

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My Hero Academia / Boku No Hero Academia

General Headcanons / Drabbles

When they realise they are in love with you - Class 1A / Other UA Students / Pro Heroes / Villains

How they handle jealousy and react to someone flirting with you - UA Part 1 / UA Part 2 / Pro Heroes / Villains

Hit with a Villains sex quirk & they NEED you now! - UA Part 1 / UA Part 2 / Pro Heroes / Villains

How they react to accidental hand touches - UA Part 1 / UA Part 2 / Pro Heroes / Villains

Getting 'The Talk' from their mentors/father figures/more experienced friends.

Being praised during sex - UA Part 1 / UA Part 2 / Pro Heroes / Villains

Walking in on each other doing something embarrassing

Texting them for help, only for there to be a spider in your room - UA Part 1 / UA Part 2 / Pro Heroes / Villains

Boyfriend Headcanons

What it’s like to date them…

Tamaki Amajiki

Shoto Todoroki

Toshinori Yagi (All Might)

One Shots

Unmasking Love - Mezo Shoji x Reader

Burn for You - Dabi (Toya Todoroki) x Reader

The Space Between Us - Toshinori Yagi x Reader

A Bet's a Bet - Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

Game of Flirts - Hawks (Keigo Takami) x Reader - P1 / P2 / P3

The Stray that Stole his Heart - Shota Aizawa x Reader

Wounded - Tomura Shigaraki x Reader

Unenthused - Katsuki Bakugo x Reader

COMING SOON.......

General Headcanons / Drabbles

Boyfriend Headcanons

What it’s like to date them…

One Shots

Ko-fi / Masterlist

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[the-cactae]

☁️A COZY CLOUD MASTERLIST☁️

You asked and there it is! <3 All of Cozy Cloud in one place

1. Bitter Beginnings

2. Recklessness

3. The Talk

Kaoru Miyagara

4. Home, at last

5.1 Everybody needs a friend

5.2 Everybody needs a friend

5.3 Everybody needs a friend

5.4 Everybody needs a friend

6. Hairdresser

7. Mom

8. Dad

9. Holidays!

10.1 Big Boy Decisions

10.2 Big Boy Decisions

11. Roots

12. Hero’s Call

13. A warm, autumn day

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RESONANCE

ship: various!bnha x fem!reader warnings: non-explicit word count: 5.5k a/n: just wanted to spit out a lil one-shot, not sure if I'll make a full fic from this but who knows lolol; tell me what y'all think…

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All your life, people gravitated to you.

It was something that felt almost like gravity—a pull that made others orbit around you, with secrets and vulnerabilities spilling out like some cracked, overflowing dam.

They couldn't help it, and it wasn't something you actively tried to do either.

Your Quirk, Confidant, was a force of its own, turning you into an unwitting confessional booth for whoever happened to cross your path. Whether you were ready for it or not, they opened up.

There had been days when you tried to keep it off, to put up the wall and protect yourself from the sheer emotional weight that others dumped at your feet. But it took too much effort, too much focus to constantly repel that need in others.

If someone came to you, tearing up over a breakup or raging about the stress of everyday life, you'd let them; it was just easier to let it run its course.

And, sure, there weren't any physical drawback—no energy drained or migraines induced. But to you, there was a burden no one else seemed to recognize: the reboot.

Once someone started talking, your mind went into what you had nicknamed "short-reboot mode." It was like something within you flipped a switch, and suddenly, every part of you worked to cater to them.

Your eyes would track every shift in their expression, your ears catching every wobble in their voice. You'd analyze, break down every cue, every breath, until your responses flowed with practiced ease—the words that person needed to hear, the exact tone that made them relax.

Sometimes, you'd offer a soft, comforting touch. Other times, you'd say nothing at all, just be a presence there to anchor them.

When it was over, and they'd leave—well, that was when things got weird.

Not for them; no, for them it was almost as if a fog rolled over their memory of the whole thing. A protective influence that made the event seem far-off, unimportant, a comforting haze to keep them from fixating on you.

For you, though? You'd collapse in bed later on, mind swimming with everything you'd absorbed, while the Quirk worked behind the scenes to sort and compartmentalize every scrap of information.

It all got stored away—permanently—so you'd never forget.

And because of that, you hated it.

You hated how your brain worked on autopilot for everyone else, how every emotional exchange was something you'd retain forever while the small, everyday things slipped right through the cracks.

You'd put down your phone and lose it within minutes, or take things into a room one by one when you could easily grab everything at once. Your grandfather loved to tease you about it, always laughing as he cackled out, "Book sense, not a lick of common sense!"

Today, it was no different.

You groaned as you walked down the stairs from your bedroom, a yawn escaping your lips as you shuffled along.

You looked every bit as tired as you felt—oversized hoodie hanging loosely from your shoulders, the fabric wrinkled and slightly twisted, and your oversized socks pooling around your ankles.

Your clothes were a patchwork of dark shades, clinging to you in a way that made it clear you'd grabbed whatever was closest without a second thought. Your hair was pulled back into a lazy ponytail, secured with a shoelace of all things, because you couldn't find a single rubber band.

You sucked your teeth at the thought, recalling how bit by bit, you had given away every one of your hairbands over the last few weeks to others who needed them. "I just bought that bulk pack," you muttered under your breath, feeling the mild frustration bubble up as you ambled into the kitchen.

The moment you stepped into the bright atmosphere of the kitchen, it felt like you were walking into another world. The colors, the light, the very mood—all of it was the opposite of you. The kitchen was warm, sunlight pouring in through the curtains, highlighting the cheery yellow walls.

Your mother was already bustling around, her cotton candy pink hair tied neatly at the base of her neck, her slender form moving with practiced grace as she prepared breakfast.

Her skin was a deep, rich shade of brown, and her eyes were bright yellow, almost glowing, with small opal-like moles at the corners that caught the morning light. She looked like something from a storybook, too perfect for the mundane scene unfolding around her.

The moment she noticed you shuffling over, she gasped softly, a bright smile blooming across her face. "Good morning, ____~," she sang, her voice lilting and sweet. "Did you have a good rest?"

You grunted in response, barely managing to pull the chair out before plopping down into it, your face half-hidden by the hood of your sweatshirt.

"That's great, sweetie~," she chirped, entirely unfazed by your lack of enthusiasm. She set a plate of food in front of you, leaning down to press a soft kiss against your cheek. "Eat up. Your big brother will be taking you to school soon—you know how he gets about wanting you to be on time." She gave you one last gentle pat before twirling away, humming to herself, lost in her own vibrant little world.

It wasn't long before the rest of your family joined you. Your father and brother came down the stairs only seconds later, both of them just as bright and awake as your mother.

Your brother's footsteps were loud and purposeful as he approached, his hand ruffling your hair as he passed by. "Morning, sis," he said, his voice cheerful, a bright grin lighting up his face.

"Morning," you mumbled, barely looking up.

Your father followed, his broad shoulders taking up the space in the doorway for a moment as he stepped into the kitchen. His blue hair was tousled but neat, the same shade as the sky on a crisp morning. His green eyes were sharp but softened when he looked at you, a smile spreading across his face.

He leaned down, pressing a kiss to your forehead. "Good morning, little love," he said, his voice deep and warm, wrapping around you like a comforting blanket.

You sighed softly, nodding in response as they settled at the table.

Your mother moved between them, setting their plates down before finally taking a seat herself, her smile unwavering as she looked at all of you.

The scene was perfect, almost unreal in its harmony—the three of them chatting easily over breakfast, their voices blending together with the soft sound of birds chirping outside the window.

Even though it was a regular, cloudy day, the kitchen seemed filled with sunshine, the warmth radiating from your family like a beacon. Everything about the morning—the bright voices, the gentle smiles—made it feel mythical, as if you were living in a fairytale.

It was always like this: your family's moods almost too perfect, too light. How could they not be, though, when they had you? Built-in therapist, problem solver, always there to smooth over any tension, any hint of unease.

They could always be at their best because you carried the weight for them.

As everyone finished up, your brother stood, gathering the dishes and taking them to the sink. Your mother got up as well, moving to grab everyone's packed lunches for the day.

Your father turned to you, his gaze softening as he addressed you. "____," he started, his voice gentle but with a hint of something else—hesitation, maybe? "Could you come by my agency later after school? We've got a case... or, well, a patient. I could use your help again."

You hummed, a small sound of acknowledgment as you poked at the last bit of food on your plate. "Sure," you said, though the idea of it made your shoulders droop a little. It wasn't that you didn't want to help, but the thought of more people, more emotions, more weight, felt heavy already.

Your father's smile brightened, and he reached over, giving your shoulder a gentle squeeze. "Thank you, little love. You know it means a lot to me." He worked as a hero, and it wasn't uncommon for him to ask for your help.

He ran an agency called Constellation, and his quirk, Record, a photographic memory that worked both by touch and mentally, made him one of the best at what he did. He primarily worked with police and undercover heroes, solving cases that required an eye for detail that few others had.

Ever since you'd gained your quirk, he'd relied on you for the more delicate matters—the emotional weight of things that even he couldn't quite process alone.

A few seconds later, your brother returned, his grin blinding as he held out your backpack and lunch. "C'mon, sleepyhead," he said, his eyes bright with excitement. "I got your stuff. Let's go catch the train."

You pushed your chair back, standing up with a stretch. "Yeah, yeah," you muttered, taking the bag from him. You turned to your parents, waving lazily over your shoulder. Your mother and father stood side by side, your father's arm wrapped around your mother's waist. She towered over him with her lithe frame, his head just reaching her collarbones. "Bye, Mom. Bye, Dad."

"Bye, sweetheart!" your mother called, her voice as sunny as ever.

"Have a good day, little love," your father added, giving you one last smile before you followed your brother out the door.

The cool morning air hit you as your brother led the way down the sidewalk, his usual confident stride carrying you both towards the train station.

You glanced over at him, watching as he talked animatedly, his hands moving to emphasize whatever point he was making. He was always like this—full of energy, especially in the mornings, unlike you, who was still trying to wake up.

As you both settled into your seats on the train, your brother continued to talk, his voice carrying over the quiet hum of the train. He was telling you all about his third year at Shiketsu High, his eyes sparkling as he described how different and fast-paced everything was compared to the previous year.

He even started rambling about his work-study with Fatgum, who he mentioned was an alumnus of Shiketsu High, and his fellow collegues, some guys named Suneater and Red Riot.

You glanced at your brother as he spoke, taking in his features. He looked like a perfect mix of both your parents.

His hair was a blend of your mother's bright pink and your father's deep blue, swirling together like cotton candy, giving him a vibrant and almost ethereal look.

His eyes were a mesmerizing combination of green and yellow—a galaxy of colors that seemed to shift with his mood, as if reflecting the emotions he felt around him.

Scattered across the bridge of his nose were luminescent, opal-like freckles, glowing faintly in the light as he spoke. They weren't just decorative; they were part of his Quirk, Emotilink—which was inherited from your mother—would glow and shift in color depending on the emotions of those he touched, allowing him to feel the emotions of others.

Together, their abilities made them almost like human mood rings, their markings betraying the emotional states of anyone in their vicinity.

Your brother was tall and broad-shouldered, his husky build making him seem both strong and comforting. His skin tone was a perfect, ambiguous shade—not quite pale, not quite dark—striking a balance that made him stand out without fitting neatly into any one category.

He carried himself with a confidence that only seemed to amplify the presence of his quirk, his luminescent markings always a glowing reminder of what he could do.

You, on the other hand, looked nothing like the rest of your family.

When you were younger, you'd had your mother's yellow eyes and your father's blue hair. But after your Quirk had manifested, everything about you seemed to change.

Your features had shifted, becoming more subdued, less distinct, until you were left with an appearance that could only be described as forgettable. Your hair had dulled to a mousy brown, and your eyes had lost their vibrancy, now a muted shade that seemed to blend in with the rest of you.

Sometimes you wished your Quirk was just that—forgettableness. Maybe then you wouldn't feel the weight of everyone else's emotions pressing down on you.

You were pulled from your thoughts when your brother grabbed your wrist, his grip firm but gentle as he pulled you up from your seat. "Let's go," he said, his voice filled with his usual enthusiasm.

You barely had time to react before he was practically dragging you out of the train and towards the school.

It was a routine you were used to by now—your brother carrying you along, making sure you got where you needed to be without any issue.

He didn't even break a sweat as he deposited you in front of the school gates, his hands moving to smooth out your clothes and pat down your hair, completely uncaring of the looks you both were getting from the other students.

"Aaand... there!" he said, stepping back with a satisfied smile. He handed you your backpack, his grin widening. "Alright, sleepyhead, I'll meet you here after school to take you to Dad's agency, okay?"

You nodded, adjusting the straps of your backpack. "Yeah, okay," you replied, your voice barely louder than a mumble.

He bent down, staring you right in the face with a grin. "Have a great day, alright?" he said, his eyes filled with warmth and encouragement. He reached out, ruffling your hair one last time before turning to head towards his own school. "See ya later!"

You watched him go, a sigh escaping your lips as you turned to face the school. You never really understood why he insisted on taking you to school every morning, especially when his own school was a twenty-minute walk in the opposite direction.

But then again, he'd managed to maintain perfect attendance for the past two years, so he must have been doing something right.

With another sigh, you pulled out your headphones, hoping that maybe—just maybe—they would be enough to keep people away today. You knew it was a long shot, but it was worth a try.

As you walked through the gates and into the bustling courtyard, you could already feel the familiar pull—the curious eyes, the hesitant glances, the weight of unspoken words hanging in the air.

You pushed your headphones over your ears, the music drowning out the noise around you, but it wasn't enough.

It never was.

You stayed behind in the classroom during lunch, deciding to give yourself a break from the constant buzz of students. The cafeteria was always too loud, too busy, and you needed a moment to just be alone.

You pulled out a packet of fries you had bought earlier, munching on them absentmindedly while staring out of the window. The clouds rolled lazily across the sky, and for a moment, you allowed yourself to drift off, letting the quiet calm your racing mind.

You were jolted out of your thoughts when you heard your name being called. You turned, startled, to see your homeroom teacher hovering near the doorway. "____," she called again, her voice soft but carrying an unmistakable edge.

Your teacher, Ms. Hachiko, was hard to miss. She had a distinctly bee-like appearance, with large, round eyes that shimmered like polished onyx, and her entire body was covered in soft, fuzzy yellow fur.

Two delicate antennae sprouted from her forehead, and her long hair was pinned back into a neat bun. She floated a few inches off the ground, her wings fluttering quietly behind her.

But it wasn't just her that caught your attention. Standing behind her, with his shoulders slouched and an unmistakable frown etched across his face, was none other than Aizawa Shouta—the underground hero, Eraserhead.

You felt your eyes widen, and you choked on the fry you had just been eating, your throat seizing in shock. You coughed, hitting your chest several times as tears welled up in your eyes.

Both adults stood there, awkwardly waiting as you hacked out a few more coughs. When you finally managed to catch your breath, Ms. Hachiko gave you an apologetic smile. "____, you need to speak with Eraserhead here," she said, her antennae twitching slightly. "I'll leave you two to it," she added before fluttering out of the room, her wings buzzing softly.

You were left alone with Aizawa, who ambled over to the desk beside you and dropped himself into the seat, his tired eyes fixed on you.

He was wearing his hero uniform, his capture weapon loosely wrapped around his neck, and his dark hair hung messily around his face. He looked exhausted, deep lines etched beneath his eyes, but even then, there was something undeniably striking about him. He had an air of quiet authority that demanded respect, no matter how disheveled he appeared.

He stared at you for a moment before finally speaking. "Look, kid, I'm not sure why Nezu sent me here," he began, his tone blunt, "but apparently, you're needed for something. Honestly, you're a child, and you shouldn't even be involved in this. But here we are."

You blinked at him, still trying to wrap your head around the fact that thee Eraserhead was sitting in front of you, talking to you. He let out a sigh, rubbing a hand over his face. "Have you heard about the recent villain attack on the UA first-year training camp?"

You nodded slowly, recalling the news you had heard about it weeks ago. You remembered hearing that it was the same group of first-year students that had already had a run-in with villains at the USJ. "Yeah, I heard about it," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. "They got some crappy luck..."

Aizawa gave a humorless chuckle, shaking his head. "Yeah, well, it's been rough on them, that's for sure. The thing is, my boss, Principal Nezu, wants you to help the students who were most affected by the attack—Class 1-A. The other students have been able to get help from their assigned therapists, but Class 1-A... they're different. They've built a wall around themselves so thick that not even the best world-renowned therapists can break through. They think this is just part of being a hero, that they have to suck it up and move on."

You frowned, a slight pang of pity tugging at you as you listened. You knew what he was asking before he even finished explaining. It wasn't like you had a choice anyway. If Nezu, the head of UA, was asking, then your small, out-of-the-way school, Okiyama Municipal High, wasn't exactly in a position to say no.

With a heavy sigh, you slumped back in your chair, dropping your half-eaten packet of fries onto the desk. "Will I be back before school is over?"

Aizawa rolled his eyes, clearly not impressed with your lack of enthusiasm. "Yes, you'll be back before the end of the day. Nezu already spoke with your parents. One of your father's sidekicks will pick you up from UA bring you straight to his agency. It shouldn't take too long—you're just meeting them and getting a quick assessment."

Shoulders slouching, you could already picture the long, draining night ahead of you. With a resigned sigh, you pushed yourself out of your seat, nodding reluctantly. "Alright, fine," you muttered, gesturing for Aizawa to lead the way. "Let's get this over with, then."

Aizawa gave you a curt nod, standing up as well. You followed him down the hallway, the silence between you two heavy but not uncomfortable.

It wasn't long before you were out of your small school building and on your way to UA, sitting beside the underground hero in a rather unremarkable car, driven by a UA staff member.

You were about to meet the students who had faced villains twice now, and you knew that whatever you were walking into, it wasn't going to be easy.

When you arrived at UA, the sight that greeted you was different from what you remembered. You had been to UA before, a few years ago when your brother brought you along during his campus tour while deciding where to attend high school.

Back then, UA had been impressive, sure, but now it looked almost like a university campus—new dormitories and additional buildings scattered across the grounds, giving it the appearance of a bustling college rather than just a high school.

Noticing your confused expression, Aizawa spoke up, his voice gruff but explanatory. "After the training camp attack, UA opened up dormitories to house students. Villains have become more audacious lately, targeting students even outside school grounds. The dorms are an extra precaution, meant to keep them safe."

You nodded, taking in the new structures as Aizawa led you through the campus. It made sense, given how much had happened to these students already. You felt a small pang of sympathy for them—it couldn't be easy, constantly looking over their shoulders, waiting for the next attack.

Eventually, you arrived at one of the dorm buildings, and Aizawa opened the door, ushering you inside.

You stepped into a spacious common area, expecting to see a dozen traumatized, weary teens gathered together. Instead, there were just two people sitting on the couch, their attention fixed on the television in front of them.

The room was warm and cozy, a stark contrast to the tension you felt brewing inside you.

The moment the door opened, both heads snapped towards you, their bodies relaxing slightly when they realized it was Aizawa. The redhead sitting closest to the door smiled brightly, while the blonde beside him scowled, his eyes narrowing.

"Kirishima," Aizawa grunted, his tone carrying a hint of exasperation, "where is everyone?"

The redhead—Kirishima, you assumed—grinned sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Uh, some of them went out shopping, Sensei. And Deku and Shoto are out training."

Aizawa let out a long-suffering sigh, rubbing his forehead as if trying to stave off a headache. "I thought I told you all to stay put because you had an important visitor coming."

The blonde on the sofa snorted, his voice dripping with irritation. "What important guest, Sensei? Don't tell me it's that pipsqueak over there," he said, jerking his head in your direction.

You blinked, taken aback for a moment before letting out an affronted scoff. "Pipsqueak? I have you know, I'm taller than average," you sniffed, crossing your arms defensively.

The blonde gave you a withering look, scoffing again. "In what? Middle schoolers?"

Before you could retort, Aizawa intervened, his tired eyes narrowing at the blonde. "Bakugo, stop," he said firmly, his tone leaving no room for argument. He turned back to you, his expression softening slightly. "I was told to bring you here, so even though not all of them are here, you've got two clients. Have fun," he said, giving you a small wave over his shoulder as he left the room.

You stared after him, your stomach sinking slightly. "Clients?" Kirishima asked, tilting his head in confusion as he looked at you.

You forced a smile, feeling awkward under their curious gazes. "Uh, yeah. I'm here to... help you guys. I guess you could say I'm kind of like a counselor," you explained, scratching the back of your head.

Kirishima's eyes widened in surprise before his expression broke out into a wide grin. He jumped up from the couch, crossing the room in a few quick strides to extend his hand to you. "Well, that's super manly! So young, yet already helping people like this. I'm Kirishima Eijiro," he said, his voice filled with enthusiasm.

You took his hand, shaking it a bit hesitantly. His grip was strong but friendly, and you couldn't help but notice the small details about him—his bright red spiky hair, the way his eyes seemed so genuine and open, the muscular build that made it clear he took his training seriously.

There was an energy about him that reminded you of your brother—that same relentless positivity.

Lord, it seemed you had found someone who could give your brother a run for his money.

"I'm Hanabira ____," you replied, your voice a bit more steady now.

The moment your name left your mouth, Eijiro's eyes widened even further, and he let out a gasp. "No way! You’re The Emotional Hero: Emberpulse's sibling?!"

You blinked, taken aback. "Uh, yeah?"

Eijiro's grin grew impossibly wider as he continued, "Your brother talks about you all the time! It's like I practically know you already. He says you're always helping people out, even when it's not easy, and that you have this way of making everyone feel better just by being around."

You raised an eyebrow, a bit skeptical. "How did you even know? Our last name isn't exactly unique, and we don't look alike at all."

Eijiro blinked, then broke out into another grin, shrugging as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I don't know, honestly. Your brother just said you gave off this aura of immediate kindness. Like, you just have this energy that makes people feel safe, you know? So when you introduced yourself, it kind of clicked."

A gruff voice cut in before you could respond. "Only you would make such a dumbass connection, Shitty-Hair," the blonde from earlier muttered, standing up from the couch. He turned to face you, his intense eyes boring into yours.

He had a scowl permanently etched onto his face, his posture confident and almost confrontational. His blond hair was unruly, and you couldn't help but notice the small, almost imperceptible twitches of annoyance in his expression—like he was constantly teetering on the edge of irritation.

Eijiro just laughed, seemingly unaffected by the insult. "That's Bakugo Katsuki, my best friend," he said, gesturing to the blonde. Katsuki sucked his teeth, rolling his eyes but not bothering to say anything further.

Eijiro turned back to you, his expression softening slightly. "So, uh, what exactly are you here for?"

You sighed, holding your hands up. "Like Aizawa-san said, I'm here to help, but it's not exactly like I'm a therapist or anything. I didn't ask to be here either," you said, your tone a bit defensive.

Katsuki scoffed, crossing his arms. "We don't need a damn therapist," he muttered, clearly unimpressed.

You gave him a flat look, deciding not to engage in an argument. Eijiro, sensing the tension, quickly stepped in. "Hey, don't mind him. He's just... like that," he said, scratching his head awkwardly. "Uh, would you like to join us? We were just watching a movie."

You shrugged, figuring you might as well. "Sure," you said, trying to sound casual.

Internally, you figured it was better to stay and at least try to connect with them, given that the rest of the students weren't even there. Plus, Katsuki seemed like he'd be impossible to talk to seriously right now.

The three of you settled on the couch, and Eijiro quickly started chatting again, asking you questions about your brother, your Quirk, and your school. He leaned in a bit closer whenever you answered, his eyes bright with curiosity and genuine interest.

You could tell he was trying to understand you better, his questions growing more specific as the conversation progressed.

At one point, he asked about your brother's favorite hobby, sharing how they had bonded during training sessions over their shared love of working out.

"You know, your brother's kind of like a legend," Eijiro said, his eyes wide with admiration. "I know I already told you, but he always talks about you, and I was really excited to finally meet you. He says you're his biggest inspiration."

You felt a warmth spread across your chest—a mix of pride and embarrassment. You gave a small smile, shrugging. "He always exaggerates. I'm really not that special."

Eijiro shook his head vigorously, his red hair bouncing slightly. "No way! I can totally see it. You've got this calming vibe. It's like... you make everything seem a little less scary, you know?" His gaze lingered on you for a moment, and you could feel a slight buzz in the back of your mind—a familiar haze that signaled your Quirk almost activating.

You blinked, suddenly hyper-aware of your body language, realizing that your posture had subtly shifted to mirror Eijiro's, your smile matching his intensity.

Quickly, you broke eye contact, focusing on Katsuki instead, who was watching the interaction with an annoyed expression.

He caught your gaze, and his scowl deepened. "Don't let Shitty-Hair butter you up. He's got a habit of getting all sentimental," Katsuki muttered, his tone dripping with sarcasm.

Eijiro laughed, giving Katsuki a playful nudge. "Aw, come on, Bakugo. Just trying to make our guest feel welcome."

Katsuki rolled his eyes, but there was no real bite behind his irritation. "Yeah, whatever. Just don't go crying on us, idiot."

The conversation shifted, and Eijiro asked more about your school life. You found yourself relaxing again, the haze receding as you focused on answering his questions.

He seemed genuinely fascinated by even the mundane details—how you spent your days, what subjects you liked, even your least favorite lunch options. There was a warmth in his attention, a genuine desire to know you, that made it easy to keep talking.

Time seemed to pass quicker than you expected, and even Katsuki, though gruff and standoffish, eventually chimed in with a few sarcastic comments.

You noticed that, despite his harsh words, he never actually dismissed anything you said. It was as if he begrudgingly accepted your presence, though he made sure to keep up his rough exterior.

At one point, Eijiro nudged you lightly with his elbow, a grin on his face. "You know, I think you and Bakugo would get along great if you gave it a shot. He acts tough, but he's got a good heart. Right, Explosion Boy?"

Katsuki's glare could have cut glass. "Don't drag me into your dumb ideas, Shitty-Hair," he snapped, but there was a faint blush on his cheeks, barely noticeable.

Eijiro just laughed again, unbothered, and you couldn't help but smile. It was strange, but you found yourself feeling a sense of comfort in their dynamic—like, despite their differences, they had a bond that was hard to break.

After what felt like a couple of hours or so, there was a knock at the dorm door. Aizawa entered, followed by one of your father's sidekicks, who gave you a nod. "Time to go," the sidekick said, their voice gentle but firm.

You stood up, giving Eijiro a small wave. "I guess I’ll see you around," you said.

Eijiro grinned, giving you a thumbs-up. "For sure! And thanks for coming by, ____. It was... nice."

You nodded, turning to follow Aizawa and the sidekick out of the dorms.

The ride to your father's agency was quiet, your mind still replaying the interactions you had just had. You found yourself mentally sorting through the profiles you had unconsciously built on both Eijiro and Katsuki so far.

Eijiro was enthusiastic, open, and incredibly genuine—his positivity seemed almost endless, and you could tell he was the kind of person who made it his mission to uplift others.

He had this earnestness that made you feel at ease, like he genuinely cared about the people around him. He was always leaning in, listening intently, and his questions showed just how interested he was in knowing you.

There was something infectious about his energy, and it reminded you so much of your brother—the way they both could fill a room with warmth just by being themselves.

Katsuki, on the other hand, was more of a closed book. He was gruff, blunt, and had an intensity that made it hard to know what he was really thinking.

Yet, underneath all of that, you could see small glimpses of something else—his scowl wasn't always as sharp as he wanted it to be, and he had moments where it felt like he begrudgingly accepted your presence.

He never outright dismissed you, and while his comments were sarcastic, they didn't carry the kind of malice you might have expected.

It was almost like he was challenging you to see past the tough exterior, to prove that you could handle being around him.

When you arrived, your father was waiting for you, his expression stern.

He grabbed your arm, his eyes serious as he looked at you. "Listen carefully," he said, his voice low. "The villain you're about to interact with is dangerous. He was part of the Vanguard Action Squad—Mustard. He's unpredictable, so I need you to be cautious. Understand?"

You swallowed, nodding. "Got it, Dad."

He gave you a small, almost reluctant smile, his grip on your arm loosening. "Good. Just... be careful, alright, little love?"

You nodded again, feeling the weight of what was about to come settle heavily in your chest.

This was just another part of your Quirk, another responsibility you had to shoulder—whether you wanted to or not.

A/N: so what's the verdit? will it be good as a fic or just do a one-shot series???

[avatarchic]

boku no hero academia masterlist !

⋆ midoriya izuku ↳

⋆ bakugo katsuki ↳

⋆ todoroki shoto ↳ TWENTY-SIX MONTHS — baby daddy!todoroki shoto x fem!reader Before Todoroki Shoto came Pro Hero Shoto. You would be a fool to think he would pick the first before the other. You would be a fool to think that you, a citizen with no name, could ever stand by his side.

⋆ tenya ida ↳

⋆ kaminari denki ↳

⋆ kirishima eijiro ↳

⋆ hanta sero ↳

⋆ shinso hitoshi ↳

⋆ monoma neito ↳

⋆ tamaki amajiki ↳

⋆ yo shindo ↳

⋆ aizawa shota ↳

⋆ yagi toshinori ↳

⋆ takami keigo ↳

⋆ shigaraki tomura ↳

⋆ todoroki dabi ↳

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MASTERLIST

Shinso Hitoshi

the passion of lovers (aka goth reader hc's)

The sun and moon(aka popular reader hcs)

Demolition lovers(aka wlw fem shinso hc’s

Tamaki Amajiki

Love fool(aka general dating headcannons)

Katsuki bakugou

Nothing here yet!

Shoto todoroki

Nothing here yet!

Ochako uraraka

Wlw headcannons

Anybody else who is requested but not here will be added!

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💌 fic series!

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[thisisxli]

I have sm ideas with characters to write abt.

Officially published : 𝐓𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭. - 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐮 𝐆.

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Shinso Hitoshi: (2)

Last added to: 12/06/23

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Headcanons:

Christmas with Him

Writing:

Spin the Bottle ~ Fluff || One Shot || Warnings: none  

Trysts ~ The last thing you want is Aizawa finding out about your times with Shinsou and Ojiro.

Fluff || 650 words || One Shot || Warnings: Suggestive Themes ||  [Can also be found under the Ojiro heading]

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[WRITING MASTERLIST]

[whirlybirbs]

— it's a masterlist !

[ v4.8.25 ] here's a post dedicated to organizing my bulk of writings across all fandoms — reminder: minors dni with fics marked 18+. featuring: my hero academia, demon slayer, jujutsu kaisen, kaiju no. 8, modern warfare, halo: tv series, love and deepspace...

BOKU NO HERO ACADEMIA:

— ALL MIGHT ; toshinori yagi

( 18+ ) bruised ego | part one ; f!reader / all might young!might. you & toshinori have a great working relationship. all might is like a mentor. a great guy. a real, stand-up dude. a hero who inevitably has to help you deal with the side-effects of being hit with a love quirk. ( 18+ ) bruised ego | part two ; f!reader / all might young!might. he should have waited for you. but no, toshinori felt like he had something to prove. now, roles are reversed and he needs your help. ( 18+ ) all smite + tears ; f!reader / all smite part of the #birbs smut blurbs ( 18+ ) toshinori + voice ; f!reader / toshinori part of the #birbs smut blurbs ( 18+ ) toshinori + breeding kink ; f!reader / toshinori part of the #birbs smut blurbs #bruised ego | the tag ; includes headcanons, drabbles, and asks pertaining to the bruised ego series

— HAWKS ; keigo takami

meet & greet | part one ; f!reader / hawks you manage to snag two VIP meet & greet tickets for your nephew's birthday. he insists you join him. part one of two. ( WIP ) meet & greet | part two ; f!reader / hawks coming soon. ( 18+ ) keigo + begging ; f!reader / hawks part of the #birbs smut blurbs #meet & greet | the tag ; includes headcanons, drabbles, and asks pertaining to the meet & greet series

— DABI ; touya todoroki

burner cell | part one ; f!reader / dabi you end up at the league's bar, unbeknownst to you or your drunk friends. you just want to go home. set in the early days of bnha. burner cell | part two ; f!reader / dabi after a week of silence, you finally text dabi. burner cell | part three ; f!reader / dabi a night out with dabi. #burner cell | the tag ; includes headcanons, drabbles, and asks pertaining to the burner cell series

— SHOTO ; shoto todoroki

can't we be seventeen? ; f!reader / shoto he's loved you since he was seveteen.

— RED RIOT ; eijiro kirishima

noise complaint ; f!reader / red riot red riot feels really bad about absolutely wrecking the shit out of your treasured plants, or eijiro kirishima falls in love at first sight.

— SUNEATER ; tamaki amajiki

( 18+ ) tamaki + tentacle ; f!reader / suneater part of #birbs smut blurbs

— ENDEAVOR | enji todoroki

( 18+ ) endeavor + whipped ; f!reader / enji part of #birbs smut blurbs

— ERASURE HEAD ; shouta aizawa

( 18+ ) aizawa + eating ; f!reader / shouta part of #birbs smut blurbs

— MINDJACK ; hitoshi shinso

( 18+ ) mindjack + quirk ; f!reader / hitoshi part of #birbs smut blurbs

KIMETSU NO YAIBA:

— KYOJURO RENGOKU

the fool ; f!hashira reader / rengoku all you wanted was to pass out in your room, but no. here you are, dragging yourself (quite literally) up the mountainside to the ubuyashiki mansion's onsen.

— SANEMI SHINAZUGAWA

moonbeam ; f!hashira reader / sanemi you & shinazugawa have a score to settle, but you never did agree on the stakes, did you?

— TENGEN UZUI

( 18 + ) fingering and sound ; f!reader / tengen part of #birbs smut blurbs

— YORIICHI TSUGIKUNI

( 18 + ) ginger and miso ; f!reader / yoriichi part of #birbs smut blurbs

JUJUSTSU KAISEN:

— SUGURU GETO

the fall ; f!reader / geto it's loud. geto can silence it. set post-hidden inventory.

— SATORU GOJO

be okay ; f!reader / gojo you've been promised to one another since the very beginning. be okay | part two ; f!reader / gojo the engagement is on. you move to tokyo. ( 18+ ) gojo + lineage ; f!reader / gojo part of #birbs smut blurbs

— NANAMI KENTO

( 18+ ) nanami + tie ; f!reader / nanami part of #birbs smut blurbs

KAIJU NO. 8:

— KAFKA HIBINO

"you look ridiculous in that outfit." ; f!reader / kafka prompt request; angsty

—SOSHIRO HOSHINA

( 18 + ) agreed ; f!reader / hoshina part of #birbs smut blurbs

MODERN WARFARE:

— SIMON RILEY ; ghost

handler's manual | part one ; f!reader / ghost moth is the 141's intel specialist. ghost is the 141's resident freak. handler's manual | part two ; f!reader / ghost moth & johnny spar. ghost is in a bad mood. moth's theories grow. handler's manual | part three ; f!reader / ghost a new year's eve honeypot brings a realization. handler's manual | part four ; f!reader / ghost you can't sleep. simon can't either. handler's manual | part five ; f!reader / ghost kortac makes an appearance. you owe a certain colonel an apology. ghost ain't about it. blood & body ; f!reader / ghost set during mission: alone. you won’t die today.

— JOHNNY MACTAVISH ; soap

liar's den ; f!reader / soap drinks and pining shared.

HALO: TV SERIES:

— JOHN-117; master chief

pedestal, altar, cross ; f!reader / john-117 drabble series set post-season 1, slight canon-divergence, game & book references. john severs that hormonal pellet between his vertebrae and things change between him and you, his brokkr technician.

LOVE AND DEEPSPACE:

— CALEB ;

( +18 ) insubordinate ; f!reader / colonel caleb court martial? more like squirt martial. (i'm sorry.) (i'm not)

[ updated: 4.8.25 | © all works belong to @whirlybirbs / pilotisms on archive of our own. do not plagiarize, translate, repost, or bind my fanworks for sale. ]

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Olydianwrites Masterlist

Marvel (MCU)

Steve Rogers x Gn!reader word count:425

Steven Grant x Gn!Reader - Valentines Mix up word count:393

Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader - Valentines Edition word count:440

Matt Murdock x Gn!Reader - Valentines Day Craft word count:404

My Hero Academia

How you met them

Pro Hero Eijiro Kirishima word count: 314

Pro Hero Denki Kaminari word count: 350

Pro Hero Izuku Midoriya word count: 907

Pro Hero Katsuki Bakugo word count: 366

Pro Hero Kiyoka Jiro word count: 643

Pro Hero Shoto Todoroki word count: 319

Pro Hero Hitoshi Shinsou word count: 318

Tamaki Amajiki

A Small Miscommunication word count: 1013

A Friend Of A Friend word count:2.1k

Katsuki Bakugo

Mutual Agreement word count: 1021

Fumikage Tokoyami

A Night To Remember word count: 1279

Izuku Midoriya

Sugar Daddy Pro Hero Deku x Reader

Ao3

[yukioos]

my hero academia masterlist ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚

featuring: dabi (toya todoroki), eijiro kirishima, izuku midoriya, hitoshi shinso, katsuki bakugo, keigo takami, shoto todoroki, tenya iida

𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈 (𝐓𝐎𝐘𝐀 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈)

dabi glares at you when he’s jealous — (here)

when dabi wraps his hand around your neck, you think it’s odd but figure out he’s just being affectionate — (here)

𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀

katsuki got fed up with eijiro being too scared to talk to you — (here)

when you confess to your best friend, eijiro kirishima — (here)

when eijiro suggests you wear matching bracelets — (here)

dying eijiro’s hair — (here)

when you’re teasing eijiro but he doesn’t realize it — (here)

𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔 𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀

izuku who looks so attractive when he explains things to you— (here)

izuku who follows you around like a lost puppy — (here)

you love to see izuku’s face when you tease him — (here)

izuku loves to be as close as possible — (here)

calling izuku a sweet boy — (here)

husband izuku when your son is disrespectful — (here)

𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎

hitoshi sparring with reader and realizing his feelings — (here)

𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎

no one knew you and katsuki bakugo were in a relationship — (here)

catching katsuki flexing in the mirror — (here)

when katsuki's copying your snaps so you pull a move — (here)

when katsuki gets too fed up with your argument — (here)

katsuki with reader with an rbf and scares eijiro — (here)

katsuki being jealous of you and ochaco — (here)

katsuki bakugo and the double standard — (here)

katsuki bakugo with alien reader, who has some odd habits — (here)

katsuki bakugo who relies on you to cool him off — (here)

when katsuki bakugo respects your wishes — (here)

when you feel insecure in your and katsuki's relationship — (here)

having to explain your phrases to katsuki — (here)

coming home to katsuki wearing grey sweatpants and nothing else — (here)

seeing how katsuki reacts when you call him bakugo — (here)

your childhood best friend katsuki was one of the only people who believed in you — (here)

flicking katsuki’s forehead when he’s being rude — (here)

being on katsuki’s back while he’s doing push-ups — (here)

calling katsuki cute — (here)

katsuki getting frustrated at your teasing — (here)

staying up until midnight to congratulate katsuki on his birthday — (here)

husband katsuki when your son is disrespectful toward you — (here)

katsuki trying to help his insomniac partner — (here)

when katsuki wants to make out during class — (here)

competitive katsuki trying to win over nonchalant reader — (here)

katsuki with an earth bender reader — (here)

comforting katsuki when he’s insecure about his scars — (here)

getting smothered in kisses by katsuki — (here)

𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐎 𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐀𝐌𝐈

when keigo becomes too flushed to answer you — (here)

keigo visits endeavor’s house and meets you, the number one hero’s daughter — (here)

𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈

when shoto doesn't know it's odd to stare at you for long — (here)

having to explain exaggerations to shoto — (here)

you are the only one who can change shoto’s mind — (here)

shoto loves to spoil you, especially with his dad’s money — (here)

shoto is nervous to ask to cuddle with you— (here)

how shoto reacts when you tease him — (here)

shoto helps you with your cramps — (here)

shoto is clueless when you are upset in your relationship — (here)

𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐈𝐈𝐃𝐀

all tenya wants when he gets home is you — (here)

tenya worshipping his chubby girlfriend — (here)

when tenya feels distracted by you — (here)

𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐔’𝐒

when you accidentally text your crush — (here)

featuring katsuki, izuku, shoto, eijiro, denki, hitoshi

asking your partner to pick up pads and tampons for you — (here)

featuring katsuki, izuku, shoto, eijiro, denki, hitoshi

when they find your figure of them in your room — (here)

featuring katsuki, izuku, shoto, eijiro, denki, hitoshi

they have a nightmare about you and ask to see you — (here)

featuring katsuki, izuku, shoto, eijiro, denki, hitoshi

when you see an animal and it reminds you of them — (here)

featuring ochaco, mina, kyoka, momo, toru, tsuyu

when they’re hanging out with another girl — (here)

featuring katsuki, izuku, shoto, eijiro, denki, hitoshi, neito, dabi (toya)

when you prank them with the ‘she’s busy’ message — (here)

featuring katsuki, izuku, shoto, eijiro, denki, hitoshi, neito, dabi (toya)

when he pranks you with the ‘he’s busy’ message — (here)

featuring katsuki, izuku, shoto, eijiro, denki, hitoshi, neito, dabi (toya)

𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈 (𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐓𝐄)

the boys see you doing your curly hair routine before your date — (here)

featuring izuku, katsuki, shoto, eijiro, denki, hitoshi

[doumadono]

I voted for Nsfw alphabet - and I would love to request Shinso 🙈🩵

Also, congratulations on your milestone 🎈

Warnings: post-timeskip Shinso

MY HERO ACADEMIA MASTERLIST - PART II ⊹ Doumadono's 6k followers event

A - Aftercare Shinso is incredibly attentive after intercourse, even if he doesn’t show it in overly dramatic ways. He’ll brush damp hair away from your face, murmur low reassurances, and carefully clean you up, his touch unhurried and soothing. If he senses you need something — be it water, a warm towel, or simply silence — he’ll provide it without you needing to ask. His favorite way to end the night is holding you close, his breath soft against your temple as you both drift off.

B - Body Part On you, he’s obsessed with your neck. Maybe it’s the irony of his Quirk, but he loves watching the way it reacts — how you tilt it for him, the marks he leaves behind, and the shivers he can draw out with a single touch or kiss. On himself, he’s a little self-conscious about his hands but secretly loves it when you kiss or hold them.

C - Cum Shinso is versatile — cumming inside, on you, in a condom, or on himself — it’s all fine by him, as long as it’s what you want. But the longer you’re together, the more he craves the raw intimacy of cumming inside you — he finds it super hot. His clean diet leaves a subtle sweetness to his cum taste.

D - Dirty Secret Shinso has toyed with the idea of using his Quirk during sex — not strictly to control you, but to strip away inhibitions and hear your raw, unfiltered thoughts about him.

E - Experience Shinso isn’t a playboy, but he’s had a couple of past experiences. He’s a fast learner with a natural talent for observation. His natural curiosity drives him to explore what makes you tick, and he takes pride in the way he can unravel you, piece by piece.

F - Favorite Position He loves positions where he can see your face, like a missionary or a cowgirl. There’s something deeply grounding about feeling your breath mingle with his, your hands clutching at his shoulders as you lose yourself in the moment.

G - Goofy While he’s typically calm and collected, Shinso does have a dry sense of humor that slips out occasionally. He might throw in a teasing comment like “What? Not so brave anymore, hmmm, baby?” or smirk if he catches you flustered, but it’s always good-natured and meant to make you laugh.

H - Hair He keeps himself neatly groomed, more for practicality than vanity. Shinso doesn’t mind a little maintenance but doesn’t obsess over it either. He appreciates you however you’re comfortable, often making a point to tell you so.

I - Intimacy Every moment with Shinso feels personal. His focus is always on you — your needs, your desires, your pleasure. When he’s with you, he’s completely present, making each moment feel deeply personal and uniquely yours.

J - Jack Off Before he met you, Hitoshi found the idea of pleasuring himself too embarrassing to entertain, shoving the thought aside as quickly as it came. After you entered his life — but before the two of you became a thing — he gave in to the temptation more than once, only to be consumed by guilt afterward — because he thought of you in a sinful way while he shouldn’t. But once the two of you became a couple, that shame melted away. With your love and reassurance, he finally understood there was nothing wrong with his desires. Now, when he needs to take care of himself, he does so without hesitation.

K - Kink He has a soft spot for subtle power dynamics. Nothing extreme, but he likes knowing he has some control — whether it’s holding your wrists gently above your head or pinning you with his weight. He’s also intrigued by light bondage, though he’s always cautious to ensure you’re comfortable. Shinso has a curiosity for sensory play as well — blindfolds, silk restraints, etc.

L - Location Shinso prefers the comfort of the bedroom, where he can focus entirely on you without distractions. However, he isn’t opposed to sneaking into more adventurous territory, like the shower or even a quiet corner of his agency late at night.

M - Motivation Seeing you wear his clothes, hearing you laugh, or catching you stealing glances his way are small but powerful sparks that ignite his desire.

N - No Shinso is firm about keeping things safe and consensual. Anything that risks harm to you, physically or emotionally, is off the table in an instant. He’s especially cautious about introducing his Quirk into your intimate life, fearing it could create a dynamic that feels manipulative, even unintentionally.

O - Oral Hitoshi is skilled, patient, and attentive when it comes to oral. He enjoys the reactions he can pull from you, taking his time to learn exactly what makes you come undone. Receiving is less of a priority for him, but when he lets you take the lead, his flushed cheeks and uneven breaths reveal just how much he enjoys the attention.

P - Pace His pace is usually steady. He loves a slow build, watching your tension rise until you’re utterly desperate for him. However, if the mood strikes, he can surprise you with a rougher, more primal side.

Q - Quickie Quickies aren’t his preference — he values the depth of connection in slower, more intentional moments. However, he’s not fully opposed to them — the idea of sneaking out for a moment of passion during a busy day has its own appeal.

R - Risk Hitoshi is cautious by nature and doesn’t take unnecessary risks. However, he’s open to trying new things as long as you discuss them beforehand. He’s more adventurous in private though.

S - Stamina Shinso has excellent stamina, honed through years of hero training. He can go multiple rounds if you’re up for it, though he prefers focusing on quality over quantity. 

T - Toys He’s curious but cautious. Shinso appreciates how toys can enhance your common experience, and he’s more than willing to incorporate them into your sex life. 

U - Unfair Shinso can be a terrible tease when he wants to be. He’ll hold you just on the edge, whisper husky compliments in your ear or pull out just before you reach your peak. He thrives on the way you plead for more, though he always makes sure to let you come undone in the end.

V - Volume Shinso isn’t loud, but the sounds he does make — low, husky groans and breathy murmurs of your name — are utterly sinful. 

W - Wild Card Shinso rarely succumbs to jealousy, but when it does creep in, it’s impossible not to notice. He’ll pull you closer, his arm curling around you like a protective barrier, his touch lingering longer than necessary. Sometimes, he buries his face in the curve of your neck, his lips grazing your skin in open-mouthed kisses.

X - X-Ray Shinso’s cock is around six inches, uncut, with a slight upward curve at the tip and a few prominent veins that add to its appeal. He leans more toward length than girth.

Y - Yearning Hitoshi’s sex drive is above average. Yet, he’s never ruled by desire — self-control comes naturally to him, and he can abstain when needed without complaint.

Z - Zzz Afterward, Shinso is the type to stay awake for a while, holding you close and basking in the quiet intimacy of the moment. Once you’ve fallen asleep in his arms, he lets himself relax, his head resting against yours as he drifts off. Those moments are something he treasures, a reminder that he’s exactly where he belongs.

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When they realise they are in love with you...

Class 1A / Other UA Students / Pro Heroes / Villains

How will these students react to realising that they are in love with you?

Featuring some more MHA students that you guys requested!

Mirio Togata, Tamaki Amajiki, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu & Hitoshi Shinso

Mirio Togata

• Mirio is all smiles and sunshine, so at first, he doesn’t realize his feelings are different from the way he cares about his friends.

• He’s always been affectionate with you—playful teasing, big hugs, and bright grins—but one day, it feels different.

• He’s in the middle of telling a joke when he sees you laugh so hard you snort, and suddenly, his heart skips a beat.

• “Wait… I want to make them laugh forever. I think I love them?”

• He realizes he misses you a little too much when you’re not around, his day feeling duller without you.

• Probably blurts it out randomly while hanging out—like it’s the most obvious thing in the world.

• “Oh, by the way, I think I love you! Kinda crazy, huh?”

Tamaki Amijiki

• Tamaki struggles with emotions—he’s not good at understanding his own feelings, so realizing he loves you takes time.

• He knows he trusts you more than anyone else, which is rare for him.

• The moment he realizes? You stand up for him when someone mocks his shyness, and he’s speechless.

• “They… they care about me. I want to be by their side forever.”

• After that, he becomes extra nervous around you, face completely red whenever you’re near.

• Nejire instantly figures it out and teases him nonstop.

• His confession takes a lot of courage—he might stammer, look away, or fidget, but his words are 100% sincere.

• “I-I… I love you. I don’t know if I deserve you, but… I just wanted you to know.”

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

• This man is so straightforward that he doesn’t even notice he’s in love at first.

• He just assumes it’s normal to think you’re amazing, talk about you constantly, and want to punch anyone who upsets you.

• But then, one day, you patch up his injuries after a fight, and he melts.

• “They’re so soft… and they care about me. Wait. WAIT.”

• When he realizes, he screams into a pillow for five minutes because he’s so bad at romance.

• His confession is so blunt it catches you off guard—

• “LISTEN. I LOVE YOU. I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO ABOUT IT, BUT I DO.”

Hitoshi Shinso

• Shinso is used to pushing people away, so realizing he’s in love scares him at first.

• It hits him when he realizes you’re not afraid of his Quirk—you trust him completely, and that means everything to him.

• The moment he knows for sure? One night, he’s exhausted, on the verge of falling asleep, and you pull a blanket over him instead of waking him.

• “No one’s ever taken care of me like this before…”

• He starts wanting to hear your voice every day—it becomes his favorite sound.

• His confession is quiet but deeply meaningful—maybe in the dead of night when it’s just the two of you.

• “I didn’t think love was in the cards for me, but… it is. Because of you.”

Ko-fi / Masterlist

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Shinsou Hitoshi x Reader Fics Recs!! (Tumblr/Ao3/Wattpad)

My Hero Academia Fic Rec Masterlist

ab intra ✨✨💖💖by andypantsx3 (humor, eventual smut, brainwashing)when a wave of disturbing crimes sweep the city, pro hero Hitoshi Shinsou is assigned to work the case with you. What's even more frustrating than his obnoxious personality is the fact no one will tell you why he’s involved. Things only get more suspicious from there.[COMPLETED]

no grave to hold my body down✨ by Hawnks (supermintfluff) (oneshot, hurt/comfort) Kindness is its own superpower. Love is, too.[COMPLETED]

Jealousy✨ by @alienaiver (oneshot, fluffy banter)Shinsou wants your attention after coming home, but you are preoccupied.[COMPLETED]

 The Sports Festival✨ by @writing-freak(oneshot, fluff) reader with a weather quirk faces off against shinsou in the sports festival[COMPLETED] pt 2: Parties for No One ✨by @writing-freak (oneshot, fluff)you consider approaching shinsou after the sports festival. an unlikely friendship commences. [COMPLETED]

Why aren't you scared of me? by @bakugohoex (oneshot, slight angst, fluff)in which shinso joins class 1a and whilst everybody seems to be scared of him out of fear he’ll use his quirk, you try to befriend the boy and he develops feelings as soon as you talk to him.[COMPLETED]

Diary by @onyxiana-is-obsessed (oneshot, fluff)Shinsou finds your diary where you’ve written way too much about him. Good thing he feels the same way.[COMPLETED]

Speechless by @alaskamonsters (oneshot, first meetings)[COMPLETED]

18 by @songbirdsingingthings (oneshot, jealousy, fluff) .[COMPLETED]

how to start an office romance✨ by animepseud (multipurposeroom) (fluff, humor, angst, slowburn)When a serial killer shows up to terrorise the neighbourhood, who do you call? According to the neighbourhood, not Shinsou.is there a better time to pursue romance than in the midst of a serial killing investigation?[COMPLETED]

Friendly Reminders & Math Equations✨ by kingyohno (oneshot, soulmate au, fluff)What one person writes on their skin also appears on the skin of their soulmate. Reader is forgetful and Shinsou is bored. Awkwardness ensues.[COMPLETED]

lilac eyes | shinsou x reader✨ by personb (strangers to lovers, fluff, angst)You just wanted to live for one night at a party with Jirou, though it seemed your night was going to be far more eventful than you anticipated. And you welcomed it, well him at least, with open arms. And to be fair he was very, very hot.[COMPLETED]

Your name on my skin✨  by  @dira333 / Fogfire (oneshot, soulmate au, )What your soulmate writes appears on your skin.[COMPLETED]

Two mind related quirk users walk into a train  ✨ ✨ by  wotefokizbrunch (oneshot, mindreader! reader, humor)When Shinso is sleep deprived his inner monologue just rambles non-stop and you, being a mindreader, find it hilarious.[COMPLETED]

Heart & Mind ✨ by orphan_account (oneshot, strangers to friends to lovers, fluff, angst, hurt/comfort)You have trouble finding a sparring partner because of your Quirk. Few are willing to have their emotions manipulated, after all.[COMPLETED]

Love at First Sight by ScatteredScribbles (oneshot, fluff, coffee shop au, love at first sight) Even though Shinso knows better, some part of him still wants to believe it’s possible–that there’s a single person in the world made for him, and they’re lounging about in the coffee shop he works at.[COMPLETED]

Just Say It by @sunnieskies02 (oneshot, soulmate au, hanahaki disease, slight angst with happy ending) [COMPLETED]

Show Me by hunnybby(oneshot, crush, fluff, humor) Shinsou Hitoshi's classmate just won't leave him alone. If she wanted to know his quirk so bad then she should have paid attention.[COMPLETED]

We Really Need To Stop Meeting Like This by spicyNess (oneshot, tooth rooting fluff, crush)The more you bumped into him, the more you wanted to.[COMPLETED]

Late Night Visits by candlelight27 (oneshot, college au, fluff, smut, idiots in love)A not-so-innocent game of truth and dare and all your conspiring friends might give you an opportunity to sort out the feelings you have for your best friend, Hitoshi Shinsou.[COMPLETED]

 Heroes Together by @writing-freak(oneshot, fluff)after growing up close friends with shinsou, you are forced to move away and leave your home behind. years later, you return, reunited with the best friend who doesn’t seem to remember you. [COMPLETED]

In All Honesty by Avistella (oneshot, fluff)People have always been wary of talking with Shinsou, but not you. When you start distancing yourself from him, Shinsou becomes worried.[COMPLETED]

Chocolate kisses and Catpuccinos by HydrangeaPartridge (coffee shop au, strangers to friends to lovers, fluff, smut)In which you are an accident prone-waitress in a cat café where Pro Hero MindJack (aka Shinso Hitoshi) likes to spend time. How will your relationship evolve through the four seasons of one year?[COMPLETED]