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nekoo3001 · 29 days
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Aizawa picking up Shinso from the party
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bendyboisblog · 2 months
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i fully believe that Eraser takes Shinsou to his own home on the regular, forgetting that he has a husband, but Shinsou is so sleep deprived and exhausted from training that he just sees a blob of blonde hair and goes “ah, yes, wife.”
then when he sees Eraser and Mic kiss in school, he yells at Eraser for 20 minutes straight about cheating on his wife. Mic is losing his shit and recording the interaction.
they never correct Shinsou, one day he just takes a moment to actually look at Eraser’s wife and goes beet red. he refuses to talk to Mic for 3 weeks afterwards.
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sinfulpanda16 · 3 months
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Someone Better?
Hitoshi Shinsou x fem reader
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"There's someone else I like."
Those words kept playing back in his head over and over again. Kirishima had asked you out earlier, you didn't tell him, but he found through Kaminari. Why the hell did you reject him? Kirishima? That man has everything the looks, the strength, the personality, you two would look so good and perfect together it pissed Shinsou off.
He was walking you home like usual but he couldn't stop thinking about what Kaminari had told him. He was looking down at the ground when he spoke up "Hey, so I found out that Kirishima asked you out." he says and then turned to look at you.
You're taken aback a bit by him, how did he know? Kaminari was there when Kiri shot his shot so he probably told Shinsou you figured. You relaxed a bit and giggled. "Oh yeah he did" you replied a bit shy after remembering that moment.
He fucking caught that. The little blush growing on your face, probably at the thought of Kirishima. Oh no. Did that mean...no. He mustered up the courage and asked "So, how'd it go? Did you say yes?"
You laughed softly. "Oh no. I rejected him."
"No? Wait why?" he asked. He was relieved of course but at the same time a bit shocked. A lot of people would love to be with someone like Kirishima.
You turned away and looked at the ground "There's someone else I like." you smile softly and continue "Someone I really like and I want to be with him."
Its quiet for a bit, you turned to look back at him. Shinsou was already looking into your eyes. He gave you a small smile, you returned his smile and he tells you "I'm happy for you Y/N".
Shinsou grunts as he finishes his last set on the bench press. With one last grunt he pushes the barbell up and he's done. He sits up all sweaty and panting. Damn his workout was so good, letting out his jealousy. He smiles to himself "Fuck Y/N. You know how to get me fired up."
He gets up and heads for a shower. He let's the water run in his hair.
"I'm happy for you Y/N."
He runs his finger through his damp hair. No the hell he's not. The thought of you being with someone else makes his chest ache. He wants you to be happy yes but...not with someone else. He wishes you could be happy with him.
That night he layed in bed looking up at the ceiling.
"There's someone else I like. Someone I really like and I want to be with him."
Him. If not Kirishima who? Who the he'll could that guy be? Is he better than Kirishima? He grabs grips of his hair in frustration. There's someone better. Shinsou has always been insecure about his looks, he knows he's not a lady's man, his quirk, with everyone having told him its makes for a good villain not a hero, his strength, he wasn't automatically placed in Class 1-A or 1-B and everything in general. You mean to say that's there's someone who can top all that better than Kirishima? Needless to say, Shinsou fell asleep after a few tears of jealousy and insecurity.
The next day after-school you and him were at the nature park. School has been a bit heavy on yall so you decided some time outside would be relaxing. Shinsou was following behind you, smiling like an idiot watching your cute self lead him to a 'pretty place'. You turn around "You like cute things right, Shinsou?" you ask him.
Yeah. You, Shinsou said in his mind. "Well, I don't mind them." He said chuckling at your question.
A bit more walking later and you both arrived at a flower field. "Tada! Here we are!" you announced excitedly. It was beautiful, the endless sea of flowers. Shinsou stared out into it "Wow. This is pretty Y/N." he said and turned to you smiling. You returned his smile and for a moment it was just you and him, in front of the giant flower field. His purple eyes looking back at your (e/c) eyes, they're so pretty. Everything about you is beautiful, your eyes, your smile, your aura, even your interests were beautiful. Like the flower field you brought him to.
Shinsou blushes and turns away abruptly his eyes landing on a tree. Shinsou smiles, "Hey let's climb that tree. We'd get a better view of the flowers from up there." he says hoping you'd want to.
You bright up "Yes lets! But make sure to catch me in case I fall." you order playfully.
Shinsou chuckles "I'll be right your side don't worry." he reassures you. Smiling softly as you head towards the tree.
You go to climb the tree being careful to not slip. Shinsou was below also making sure you were careful. When you were seated on a branch he starts climbing the tree and sits right next you. The both of you smile looking out into the landscape. "This is nice. Right Shinsou?" you say not looking away from the sunset setting behind the flowers.
Shinsou responds softly "Yeah. I could do this with you over and over again." You blush at his words, you could do this over and over with him too. He was looking at you and he saw you blushing. He did that?
Shinsou takes a deep breath making you turn to him. "Y/N" he says firmly and goes to hold both your hands. You're shocked by his actions but don't pull away. He begins to speak again "You're the only person that has made me feel things no one else has ever made me feel. You make me feel like I'm this strong, well-respected and remarkable man...but... you also make me feel like I'm this weak, undeserving, invalid man. You drive me nuts." What is he saying? You make him feel sad? "This must be what falling in love feels like. Because regardless of the insecurities you bring me back to, I still want to be with you, and I want to only be with you. I want to go far and beyond to work on myself so I can be the best man for you. Y/N..." he brings your right hand closer to his face and places your knuckles on his lips "I love you." he says gently and leaves his lips on your knuckles closing his eyes.
You're shocked "Shinsou." you say softly. He opens his eyes looking right at your beautiful ones. He pulls your hand away "I know there's someone else. Someone else better than me for you, and I have no right to get in between you two but...If you give a chance, I promise to go to the depths of the earth for you. I promise you won't regret it." he says emotionally.
You hold his cheek smiling softly at him and go in for a kiss. Shinsou is taken aback but doesn't pull away. He kisses you back your lips taste so sweet and unconsciously he wraps his arms around your waist.
After a moment you pull away and smile at him. "Shinsou, you're the one I want to be with. I love you too." you say making him forget the insecurities he had earlier, making the happiest man on earth.
"Thank you, Y/N" he replies going in for another to which you happily return.
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scholastica-magic · 10 months
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YOUR FIRST TIME WITH BNHA BOYS PT.4!
Hitoshi Shinso, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Shota Aizawa
(Aged-up, Graduated Characters! MDNI AND BLOGS WITH NO AGES DNI!)
PART1, PART2, PART3
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Hitoshi Shinso
he knew it was going to happen.
i was read a ff that mentioned shinso only wears jeans when he’s “laying pipe” and i stand by it🫡
he rolls up to your place in black, jeans and a black t-shirt AND black shoes
ALL BLACK IS SO HOT😫
you placed your hand on his thigh and it was O.V.E.R!
he was slow with it. he wanted to make sure you were comfortable.
LAWD THATS A BIG DICK!
bros like 📏😳
he’s pretty though.
tanned shaft to match his tanned chest and a thick flushed pink tip.
he doesn’t moan. he’s not very vocal.
he kinda just grunts and groans sometimes.
LOTS OF HEAVY BREATHING.
after he’ll take you to the shower to clean you up.
and fuck again
he spent the night.
Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu
you guys definitely were not dating or even talking
just friends
tetsu came over for the weekly game night you had and then boom.
a little too much alcohol and the fact tetsu spilled that he was a virgin.
you fucked him right on your couch
he’s a pretty big guy and begged wanted you on top.
tetsu was quite the adventurer
he didn’t want to stop on one round. he didn’t stop till he was tired (5)
he was large, thick, and had a smooth curve upward. VEINY
no aftercare because bro was KNOCKED.
definitely wasn’t the last time y’all fucked.
he came back for seconds (technically 6th)
Shota Aizawa
domestic life wasn’t for shota.
until he met you, duh.
a pretty little thing 10 years younger then him. (31-10=21)
you were a new teacher at U.A.
(after all might became small might you took his spot:D)
with the encouragement from mic and midnight, he asked you to dinner
after dinner…you went back to his place.
just for dick a movie of course. nothing else.
yeeeaaah no.
you don’t really know how it happened.
one moment you were cuddling watching a movie the next you were bouncing on his dick🤷🏻‍♀️
he was incredibly gentle after finding out it was your first time.
though he wasn’t surprised. the innocence radiated off of you.
shota wanted you in control since he didn’t want to hurt you
but you were definitely sore in the morning
AFTERCARE KING!
a warm bath, a massage was essential oils
“HEYYYYYY, ERASURE HOW WAS DINNER WITH THE LADY, EH?!”
“fine.”
you moved in a month later
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anime-as-textposts · 8 months
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cefni · 7 months
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From Jealousy to Love - NSFW
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Characters: Hitoshi Shinso, Shouta Aizawa
Last Proofread: August 17, 2023
Concept: After years of being jealous of your father's pupil, something begins to slowly change in your relationship with him. Eventually, Hitoshi gets the courage to ask your father's permission to ask you out on a date. From there, things move rather quickly.
Warnings: Mentioned of oral with female recieving. Mention of oral with male recieving. Penatrative sex with a condom. Male and female penatrative sex.
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After your legendary blow up with your father at school, you and Shouta took a lot of time (and therapy) to work on mending your relationship. Addressing your underlying anger and jealousy over Eri and Hitoshi as well as your issues with him not making you a priority. It had taken a lot of time, but over the years your relatioship with your father healed.
With that healing, you became a big sister to Eri and even friendly with Hitoshi. Or at least not so jealous of him when your father was spending a lot of time with him. Eventually, having Hitoshi around was a normal thing that did nothing to disrupt your life or cause negative feelings.
So you weren't sure when it happened.
When he would start staying longer at your house after training with your father. Spending nights having dinner with you four as a weird little family. Then he started slowly coming over without the intention or plans of training with your father.
Sometimes he would train with you and Eri. It slowly added you two talking outside of Eri and your father. Sharing laughs and jokes with each other. Especially pictures of the new kitten that you had ended up sneaking into your house.
You were better at asking for forgiveness than permission.
Before you knew it, you would smile like an idiot when you got a text message from him. You didn't think it was obvious to anyone else, but little did you know, your dad still had sharp eyes in his old age.
Though Shouta Aizawa was going to let things play out on their own. This wasn't something that needed his intervention.
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"What has you so distracted?" Aizawa finally asked with a sigh. He has bested Shinso several times by this point and that was unsual. It didn't seem that his heart was in the training and that his mind was definately on other things.
If he was honest, Hitoshi wasn't prepared for his mentor to pick up on his lack of focus. So when he was called out on it, his face turned a little red. "I'm sorry, I know I need to focus." He apologized, taking his mentor's extended hand and getting up off of the ground.
Aizawa wasn't about to let that go. In fact, he already had an idea as to why he was distracted. His quirk may of been not as useful as it used to be, but he wasn't blind. "Are you sure this has nothing to do with my daughter?" He asked, raising an eye brow at him as he handed him a bottle of water.
Seeing the clear 'busted' look that came up on the young hero's face, Aizawa guessed that he was correct. He chuckled softly before sitting down on the bench. "I'm old, not blind." He responded to the look, taking a drink from his water and giving Shinso a chance to either respond or take a moment.
Shinso took the quiet option for a moment, coming to sit down next to him and take a drink of his own water. He was secretly hoping that is mentor would say more to give him more of an idea of how to feel this situation out, but when he didn't get it, he realized he would have to ask.
He clearned this throat for a moment before he started. "Soo... is she like... seeing anyone?" He then asked quietly, keeping an eye on his body language. If he was asking his mentor for advice on literally anything else, he wouldn't be so hesitent. But this was his daughter that he was trying to talk to him about and that made it very dangerous territory that he was walking through.
There it was. Shouta took a moment to fight back the smirk on his lips and hide it from Shinso. He was intentionally making him squirm in the silence. Making him wait longer between his reply. "Well, there is this one guy that she's been texting a lot recently." He responded, rubbing his neck like he was revealing some information that Shinso may not like. "Smiles like an idiot when she's texting him, too."
Hook, line, and sinker. Shinso felt his already quickly beating heart fall down into his stomach. "Oh..." Was all that he had been able to let out softly. Someone had beaten him to it? His mentor has always been a stright shooter with him, so he didn't pick up on Aizawa's deception of him.
"That's it?" Aizawa then asked, looking over at Shinso again and raising another brow at him in question. "Damn, guess she's never going to get that date she's been hoping for." He then added, letting a little smirk come up on the corner of his mouth closest to Shinso.
It took a moment. Partly to process what he was hearing and another part to realize that he had been referring to himself. "Wait... for real?" It was a hard for Shinso to keep the smile off of his face and he found himself rubbing the back of his neck. "Would you be okay with me asking her out on a date then?" He asked, feeling hopeful about this.
That had been the biggest thing holding Shinso back from asking you out. You were his mentor's daughter and he wasn't sure how asking you out would effect the dynamic of his relatiosnhip with Aizawa. So, was this Aizawa giving his blessing?
Aizawa found one of his rare chuckles escaping him at Shinso's question. "Why are you asking me?" He responded. "I'm not the one that could say yes to that and I'm pretty sure she would kill me herself if I tried to get involved." He added, giving the young man the side eye.
Hitoshi had a hard time clamping down on his excitement. This had been something that he has been struggling with for a while and wanting to bring up, but wasn't sure how he would feel about it. "I just don't want things to be weird with us if I do." He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.
Being in the middle of taking a drink from his water, Shouta chuckled briefly before swallowing the moutful of water. "Don't be a dick to my daughter and things won't be weird." He responded, fixing Hitoshi with a very dark look he had rarely recieved from him.
The look made him pause for a moment and reminded him that, as excited as he was about this opportunity, he was still your father and his mentor. "Are you sure you'll be okay with this?" He then wanted to confirm, making sure that his mentor was absolutely okay with this.
Now it was Aizawa's sigh that left him and having an eye roll making his eyes go from the spicy look to one of his normal dismissal. "Fine, if you need to spell it out for you." He said, once again giving a sigh, but this one being more dramatic. "I give you my blessing to ask my daughter out on one singular date."
"Thank you, sir." Hitoshi had caught his extra dramatic sigh and his specification on exactly how many dates he was giving permission for. "It means a lot coming from you." He was still excited regardless. He could work on that later if your first date went well.
Shouta gave a sigh of relief in sarcasm, but coudln't quite hide the smirk on his lips. "Can we get back to training now?" He finally said. Getting up from his seat and giving him an approving hand on his shoulder before walking back out into the training area.
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When the door bell rang, you didn't think anything about it. It was a normal thing for Shinso to be spending time at your house and when your father answered it, you didn't pay any attention. At least not right away. You vaguely heard your father telling the person that you were in the living room and that was initially what got your attention. Especially since you weren't expecting any visitors.
With your kitten in your lap, you turned your head to look and saw Shinso walking into the living room with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. "Hey Hitoshi!" You greeted him, sitting up a little straighter. "I don't think my dad is a fan of flowers." You teased, but you couldn't help the smile that started sliding on your face even as your cheeks grew hotter.
"They're not for your dad." Hitoshi couldn't help but to chuckle at your joke Continuing to approach where you were with your new kitten. "I brought these for you." He said, his face turning red a little bit as his free hand reached out to play with the kitten that came up to him.
Your face lite up as you gently took the flowers from him and pulled them into you. Admiring the plants and enjoying the fragrance that came from them. "They're lovely! Thank you." You shined a bright smile at him and for only him.
"I'm glad you like them." Hitoshi was glad it went so well and couldn't hold back his own smile. Your father had offered him great advice on the type of flowers that you liked. "I was thinking, maybe if you don't have any plans on Friday, if you would like to go out on a date with me." He then asked, his eyes glancing up from the kitten to your face.
"It's about time." You had to stop yourself from squealing. You couldn't count how long you have been waiting for him to ask you out and all of the hints that you have laid out that you wanted him to. "Yes, I would love to go on a date with you." You beamed happily up at him as he finally did it.
Hitoshi's heart slammed in his chest at your acceptance of his date! He coudln't believe that you had actually said yes! "How about I pick you up on Friday at eight then?" He suggested, deciding to follow through on his idea of planning it and surprising you based on what he learned about you.
"Sounds like a date." You responded, unable to make your smile leave your face as you wiggled a little in your seat. You used your spare hand to scare your kitten for a moment so he could leave with his hand not having claw marks in it.
"Alright. I'll text you later." Hitoshi promised, hearing Shouta yelling for him to stop waisting his time. You both could tell that he had been standing in the hall waiting for him to finish asking you out before he spoke up. He flashed you a smile as his reddness across his cheeks deepened before he left to join your father.
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Before you knew it, three months had passed and you two were in a committed relationship with each other. It had been a whirlwind romance where you two couldn’t get enough of each other. You felt like he was the air in your lungs and that you couldn’t breathe without him.
And it was all reciprocated.
The fact that you two had been able to make it to three months before you two had sex was frankly a miracle. But yet, here you were. Staying at his place this weekend has already lead to you sucking his soul out through his cock and now he was wearing your thighs as ear muffs.
"To-shi!" You moaned his name as you feel over the edge into orgasm. Your legs squeezing his head nightly as he remained buried between your legs and your hands tightening in his hair. Working you through your orgasm. It was the least he couldu do for you sucking him off almost as soon as you two got through the door after your date earlier tonight.
With your legs released from around his head, Hitoshi's head popped up from between your legs. "Sounds like you enjoyed yourself." He said softly in his raspy voice. Kissing up your body as he made his way to your face. Your lips colliding and the kiss instantly becoming deep and passionate once again.
When your kiss broken, you were both chuckling and smiling softly at each other. Your eyes both hooded with lust as you gently touched and caressed each other. His cock was already hard again and you could feel it poking against your body. "I bet we'd both enjoy it if we..." You said suggestively. Wiggling your eye brows at him.
He didn't hesitate on taking your hint and Hitoshi rolled over off of you as he reached over to the night stand. "Your dad will kill me if I don't use a condom." He commented as he fumbled around in the drawer and finally pulled one out. You two had talked about you being on birth control and while you had both had sex without condoms with other people before, but it felt weird not having a condom when having sex with you.
Like your father would just know or something and would kill him.
"Better hurry up then." You teased as you watching him put on the condom. Rolling over onto your stomach as well as you taunted him a little. Sliding like you were about to move off of the bed. "Or I might change my mind." Your voice gave clear intention that you were just joking, but he was enjoying that game anyhow.
"Oh no you don't." Hitoshi said playfully, reaching over and grabbing your wrist with a laugh as you giggled. You squealed slightly at him as he pulled you back over to where he was now sitting on the bed. Your lips gently coming back together as they slide across each other.
Your arms wrapped around his neck as you crawled into his lap. Neither of you were virgins and you both knew that going into your relationship, so neither of you had any reservations about knowing that you were doing going into this. You had both had plenty of sexual partners, some of which that you both knew from the pro hero circles.
“Fuuuck!” Hitoshi's raspy voice broke the kiss first as his head fell back when you sunk yourself onto his cock, wrapping your legs around his back. His moan was sinful as your lips found his neck and you began working some sensitive spots you had found that he liked.
His hands on your hips helped you set a rough and very enjoyable pace. Hitoshi helped to bounce you up and down his cock as both of you began breathing heavy and panting. Your hand slid into his hair at the base of his neck. His mouth on your neck, certainly working to leave a love mark on your neck.
You weren't thinking about what your father would think of the love bite. Your brain was far from there as you rode his cock. Your head falling back as you moaned loudly when he found a particular spot that was the spot. "Fuck, right there!"
Dislodging his mouth from your neck and getting a good hold on you, Hitoshi held onto you as he changed your position. Staying inside of you, he flipped you over to your back and pushed you up towards he head board. With one hand on the head board and another holding thighting on to one of your hips, he resumed his rough pace.
When he got another sinful moan out of you quickly, Hitoshi pace picked up as he focused there. "Yeah, baby." He rasped out, working his hips hard. The sound of his balls meeting your ass as his hips slapped into yours. "That's the spot you like?" It wasn't a real question, but he was satified when you moaned his name in response. It sent a heat wave down his spine.
You had both worked up a considerable sweat. Hickies littered across your necks and the sounds of your sex echoing through his bedroom. Skin slapping against sin. Your moans mixing together to create a beautiful sound that spread throughout.
Even though it had taken you longer because of the condom, you were both just right there. Your body's hot as you were both about to reach your orgasms and you were both working hard to come to them together.
Then, like coils snapping from being wound too tight, you feel over that edge into your orgasm first. "Hitoshi--" You moaned his name and his lips came to yours. Swallowing the rest of your moan as his own orgasm shook and vibrated through him. He continued to fuck you both through your orgasms, his condom catching his cum as your pussy begged and tried to milk it from him.
As your orgasms eased, your kiss broke. Hitoshi let go of the bedframe and you hip. Instead, gently laying his body on your's as his forehead came to rest against your's. "You're so perfect." He whispered softly to you in his raspy voice. Your lips coming up to softly meet his in response.
"I think I love you."
"I know I'm in love with you."
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sweet-honey-tears · 1 year
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✂️Long Hair 🤍
Characters: Hitoshi Shinso,Shoto Todoroki,Hawks,Eijirou Kirishima x Gender Neutral Reader
What happens when the boys grow out there hair? Hi everyone! Thank you so much for your support! As always feel free to leave a request!
Reader does know a lot about long hair.
🐈‍⬛Hitoshi Shinso🐈‍⬛
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Shinso didn’t realize how long his hair had grown till your fingers brushed away his bangs. He couldn’t look down anymore without his violet hair blocking his eyes. He had just ignored it, not making a big fuss over something so small. But the feeling of your fingers pulling back the strands into a knot made him freeze. Then when your hands moved away and the strands stayed put he looked up.
“That should help a bit shin”
You hummed, leaning down to his hair before moving back to whatever task you had been doing before.
Shinso found himself reaching for his phone, switching to the camera, and looking at his reflection. His bangs were pulled back, and his hair reached around his shoulders. Shorter strands fell back in their place from the messy bun you made. His tired eyes peered back at his reflection, he looked so similar to him now.
You must have noticed him spacing out since you spoke out.
“It looks really nice, Shin. You look good with it.”
“Hm”
The following week the two of you had Eri over, a tradition the two of them kept. When Shinso entered the apartment after patrol, his eyes landed on his teenage sister and you. Eri was sitting at the counter, she was still dressed in her UA uniform. Her red eyes glanced at him, taking in the new hair. He watched her smile grow before she quietly spoke,
“You look like dad.”
🧊Shoto Todoroki🔥
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Shoto had originally wanted to grow his hair out a bit since he wasn't really allowed to when he was growing up. But he didn’t intend for it to get so long though. It now went past his shoulders in red and white strands. Laying flat against his well-toned back. When Bakugou yelled out,
“Hey Repunizal, to your left!” He had realized just how long it had gotten.
He debated cutting it, watching himself in the mirror as his finger combed through his hair.
“Oh Sho, your home!” You had chirped, breaking him from his trance.
“Yes, I got home a bit ago but I didn’t want to wake you up.” He smiled, his arms opening to receive your hug. Yet he caught his gaze in the mirror over your shoulder. He stiffened a bit. Endeavor only ever let Fuma grow out her hair past shoulder length.
“Sho, what’s wrong?”
You questioned, brushing away his hair slightly from his eyes.
“My hair. Do you think it’s too long?” He asked, his gaze on you as you looked up at him.
“Oh, I guess it has gotten a bit long, huh?” You spoke, your fingers combing out a long strand of red. “But I like it, it looks really pretty on you Sho.” You said, leaning up to kiss his cheek. His face had turned pink. His ears darkened to red.
So the long hair stayed, and he continued to grow it. If it wasn't for you teaching him about how to care for it, condition, brushing, washing, etc, it wouldn’t be as healthy as it was. But now he even found himself researching hair oils off and on.
“It’s so pretty Sho.”
Even the media took notice, they started to comment on it. They talked about how shiny it was, and how well taken care of it looked. And because you had taught him to braid it, the media loved it even more. Photos of him mid-turn, his duel-colored braid levitating above his shoulder, and his pale face appearing out from long ruby strains circled around news stations. He was beautiful.
Some of your and his top picks for his hair are:
A three-strand braid. One strand of pure white, one pure red, and the third was a mix of both.
A messy bun: where his hair hangs in swooping strands. You can’t help but kiss him every time you see him like that.
High pointy tale. Looks like cascading water the way it falls and shines.
The names Bakugou gave him apparently stuck too.
At one meet and greet, his long hair was in a braid on his shoulder. No one had said anything about it till a very shy little girl holding a Repunizal doll went up to him. She was dressed as a Disney princess which wasn’t too uncommon. Sometimes hero meet and greets would also be mixed with some Disney characters. It allowed kids more options. But usually, the event didn’t mix much
“You’re like Repunizal”
She had spoken so lightly that Shotos barely caught it. But he caught your gaze, the soft look in your eyes. You were his Prince Charming in a way, his savior.
“Well, she is my favorite princess.”
The little girl got two pictures with Shoto, one of both of them next to each other and one where Shoto is holding her Repunizal doll. Her hand in his free one.
To say the least, Todoroki became the favorite hero among some little girls solely for his hair. Another event, had a little kid yell out.
“Do the magic!”
Your heart exploded the day the two of you went on a walk and these two kids came up to you both. “Can we please put these in your hair!?” They almost shouted. Their small hands holding clip-on flowers and real ones, their eyes full of stars. You had squeezed Shotos hand so tight he almost thought you were trying to break it.
To say the least, Shoto gained two more supporters that day and many clip-on flowers. You have a picture of him with flowers weaved into his now somewhat messy braid with two little kids by his side with the biggest smiles you’ve ever seen.
🪶HAWKS🪶
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Hawks had started to grow his hair longer a year into your marriage, specifically, it was after the incident that happened. And marriage or not, the two of you still acted like teenagers who just fell in love. The two of you were always next to each other when you could be. Keigo did try to keep you away from the camera and lights, but things slip through. A blurry photo of your figure standing at one of the windows of the house once appeared. That freaked you out and angered him. The photo became too gossip. People trying to unblur your face, heading reading “Gold-Digger Rising?” Or “Fans have a new villain .” Yeah, that pissed him off. Keigo ended up investing in good blinds (since he couldn’t move at that moment) and made a public statement about the incident. Asking his fans and news outlets to respect your wishes. It caused some fans to actually argue against him. Stating “Well if they don’t want to get pictures of them taken, then maybe they shouldn’t have married a Pro Hero!” “Yeah, they were asking for it!”
“Are telling me my spouse was asking to be harassed by people?” It was quiet, and your bit your lip as you watched your husband through the screen. Your knee bounced up in down, the commission was going to be pissed at Keigo. The thought caused your heart to ache. He’s gonna get in trouble because of you.
“There is a reason they hide their identity, it’s because of incidents like this.” The crowd seemed to stop arguing after that.
When Keigo came home, landing on the balcony, he looked tired. With his phone in hand, you could hear a woman and two men screeching at him. You caught something about ‘Irresponsible’ and ‘if they were gonna be such a problem!’ before Keigo set it on the counter and walked over to you. The sounds of anger still rang in the room, he couldn’t hang up-less they get more pissed. His wings wrapped around you both. His arms snug around your waist, pulling you incredibly close. His lip rested on your forehead as he murmured, “I found a nice place on the opposite side of town.” He paused, waiting if you had any protest, but you hummed and wrapped your arms around him. His body relaxed slightly, the muscle in his back flexing more as his wings drew closer. “We’ll get some private movers so no one will know and I have some friends who will buy the flat with no publicity.”
It took about three months to fully settle, and thankfully the public didn’t know. One day their favorite hero was there, and the next, not. It apparently made some fans realize their intense…’ fanning’ may have gone too far. Some even spoke out about how they were the ones that drove their favorite pro hero away from his home.
In those three tense months, Keigo forgot to cut his hair. It was longer, some parts reached around his shoulders or past. He could put it in a ponytail now. But all thoughts of cutting it disappeared soon after. You both had been laying on the bed, having finally finished putting away every last box. (Hero work slows down the progress) You had been laying down on him, your back against his pelvis and head tilted upwards. Your hands reached up, fingers clumsy curved around his jaw at the messy angle. “You’re so handsome Keigo” you sighed. Your eyes suck on his gorgeous face that was framed with his honey hair. You ended up sitting up, and Keigo stayed still to allow you to move around him. Your knees went on either side of his strong legs as you faced him. Your fingers curled and played with the hair that hung around his face. “You look good with long hair,” Keigo smirked, his arms going around your waist to pull you flat against him, which almost caused you to fall over him.
“I’m glad to hear you like it chickadee.” He smiled, his hand going up to your back.
“I like it a lot” you rasped out, your lips pressing against him. To your surprise, you both lose balance, causing you both to fall back on the bed.
🪨Eijiro Kirishima🪨
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Kirishima has been more focused on maintaining his hair color than the length. His hair was already long, so he didn’t think much of it going to his shoulders… then past. He was still able to spike it! So what did it matter? That was until it became too long to spike. The points starting to fall mid-patrol. If Sero hadn’t offered him a hair tie, he would have been pushing hair out of his eyes. He didn’t think about it that night, getting distracted by you, but this morning it hit him. Kirishima stood in the mirror, his hero uniform on, mask included, and stared at his face. How his hair lay limp at his shoulders and beyond. He could feel that sick feeling clawing up his gut, self-consciousness was creeping in. Did this look manly? Did he look weak like this? Did he even look good like this- would you like him like this? He self-deprecated himself mentally, wishing he got a haircut after patrol.
You passed by the bathroom, on your way to make breakfast. You were still in PJs, mid-yawn with messy hair.
“Hey uh pebble, can I ask you something.”
You paused and entered the doorway. Your body was still heavy with sleep as you walked behind your long-term boyfriend. Your arms wrapped around the back of his, your face smushed into his strong arm.
“What poppin Rocky?” You smiled lazily, your eyes meeting Kirishkmas in the mirror , you were still hazy with sleepy, and Kirishima could tell. It made him smile, watching you slowly open your eyes again. That was until he caught yours then his eyes. His hair.
“Pebble… do you think my hair looks too long?”
The tones snapped you awake. It brought your mind forward. Kiri was feeling self-conscious. No.
“Oh, I guess it has gotten a bit long.” You hummed, moving to the front of him. You stared at him, as if thinking about your responses, even though you already knew it. “But I like it, it’s nice.”
Kirishima was quiet for a moment, catching his reflection again. You watched his face fall.
“Are you sure?”
Kirishima asked, your heart lurched. You grabbed his hand.
“Rocky, you look good in everything. You look strong and scary with your hair spiked up, and you look strong and beautiful with it down. You look amazing either way.”
You smiled softly. Your fingers then trailed to his face mask, taking it off. “Plus, I like the un-spiked look. It makes it easier to play with your hair.” You hummed, finger running through a strand before your eyes caught his ruby ones. They were soft, a form of a thank you. You pecked his lips, “I’ll go make us some eggs”
“Wait pebble, my mask!” He caught your mysterious grin in the mirror before you turned the corner sharply. Kirishima could hear the sound of your feet hitting the floor as you run. He smiled brightly, you always brought him out of his mind. “I’m coming for you peddle!”
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is it possible for you to make any sort of shinsou related fics? I think it would be really cute to see him take the reader on a date or maybe a valentines special eventually?
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Valentine’s Day with Hitoshi.
1,700 words~
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"Isn't it so cute!" Mina exclaimed hugging a teddy bear to her chest. You both were walking back to the dorms after the conclusion of classes.
"Yeah, it's a pretty fluffy guy," you said smiling back at her. Mina was overjoyed to show off the teddy bear Eijiro had gifted her earlier in the day as a Valentine's gift.
"Do you have any plans for today?" she asked, releasing the teddy bear from his suffocating hug.
"Yeah, I do...," You answered already prepared for the several questions that were bound to come next.
"WHAT!?! WITH WHO?! DOING WHAT!?! WHEN?! TELL ME EVERYTHING!" Mina demanded.
You laughed at her predictable behavior, "I'm supposed to meet Shinso in about an hour," You answered.
"HU?! Shinso?! Wait- the purple-haired boy from general studies?! NO WAY! He asked you out?! You can't just leave me hanging without any details! When did you two even talk?!" Mian asked surprised.
The truth was you were surprised too. Hitoshi was in the general studies course, so you hadn't really crossed paths with him during your time at U.A., despite that you found a letter stuffed into your locker a few days before Valentine's Day.
You unraveled the letter from your pocket and handed it to Mina who took the liberty of reading it out loud.
I apologize for doing this informally. However, I am unsure if we will cross paths in time for me to ask you directly. I've been interested in getting to know you better for some time now and was hoping you'd be interested in meeting me after class this Wednesday. If you are, meet me at the stairs of the main entrance of the school at 7 pm. -Shinso
Mina cried out loud after finishing the letter, "This is so romantic! The dork could have left his phone number though."
"Yeah, I thought that too- it would have been nice to confirm with him but- that's all right. I'll get ready and, meet him over there," You answered.
"You have to text me right away after! He seems so mysterious- such an interesting quirk. I wonder what he's like. OMG! What if he brainwashes you, good thing you told me! If I don't hear from you by 9 pm I'm calling Aizawa.," Mina spoke, causing you to laugh.
"You're always so dramatic," You laughed as you both entered the dorms.
"You can never be too careful!" She spoke before giving you a wink. "Good luck! I'm off to meet up with Kirishima!"
You gave her a wave and made your way to your room.
Once you finished getting ready you made your way back to the school. You were shocked to see Hitoshi was actually waiting on the school steps, hands in his sweater pockets and backpack at his feet. His eyes lit up as soon as he spotted you.
"Hey," You greeted him nervously unsure of what to expect. You had never talked to him one-on-one before.
"Hi!" He greeted you back, unable to keep the smile that erupted on his face. It excited him to see you had come- and that you weren't afraid to talk to him in spite of his quirk. "I uh- apologize for asking you out in such an informal way- I would have liked to ask you in person but, I hadn't run into you at all the last few days," He explained.
Truth be told you don't ever remember running into him. Were you crossing paths with him before without noticing? He certainly seemed to be noticing you.
"Informal? What do you mean? A letter is as formal as it gets," You laughed, hoping to lighten the awkwardness and break the ice. "I didn't mind it at all, in fact, it was pretty thoughtful."
"I'm glad you think so, and I'm glad you came... you didn't have any other plans?" he asked, hoping he wasn't prying too much too soon.
"Mm no-," you said glancing to the side, slightly embarrassed that no one else had taken any interest in making plans with you this Valentine's Day.
Hitoshi tried to hide the smile that threatened to break through on his lips at hearing you weren't seeing anybody. "Well, I uh- got you something," he said leaning down to pick up his backpack and search inside. He pulled out a purple plushie cat with a pink bow tied around its neck. "Hope it's not too dumb," he said holding it out to you.
A squeak escaped you at seeing the adorable stuffed cat, "This is so cute!" you exclaimed, grabbing it eagerly and squeezing it.
"I'm glad you think so," He spoke, blush tinting his face at your excitement.
"I got you something too," you said reaching into your bag.
"Hu? You didn't have to-," he replied, a stunned look on his face.
"Of course I did, it's Valentine's Day and you were sweet enough to want to spend time with me so- here," you said handing him the chocolate bar you had picked out at the store.
"That's really nice of you," he spoke a full blush on his face now as he grabbed the bar from your hand. Hitoshi cleared his throat trying to get his composure back, "I uh- wasn't sure what you'd be interested in, so I had a few ideas but- are you ok with walking to the cafe to get something to drink?" He asked.
"That sounds fine to me," You smiled hugging the stuffed cat in your arms and you both started the walk to the cafe.
"I've uh- been admiring you for some time now," Hitoshi disclosed, as you both walked down the street.
Your face flushed, you'd never met a boy to be so honest and straightforward before. "Really?" You manage to squeak out.
"Mhm-" He nodded. "You work so hard in your courses- I know you'll be an admirable hero one day."
"Oh, thank you- I'm not really sure how to take that compliment," You laughed nervously. "You're in the general studies course, right? What is that like?"
"It's fine I suppose- but I'm working hard training with Aizawa to transfer into the hero course," He answered.
"You're training with Aizawa!?" You asked shocked.
"Yeah- he's your teacher, right?" he asked, as you both approached the cafe, and he held the door open for you.
"Yup!" You nodded happily, entering the cafe. "If he is training you, I have no doubts you'll be transferring to the hero course in no time!"
Hitoshi smiled and glanced at the floor flustered by your praise. "Thank you for that- it's nice to have the approval of someone like you," He spoke causing you to fluster slightly.
Hitoshi ordered your drinks and you both started the walk back to the dorms.
"What do you mean someone like me?" You asked curiously, still taken aback by his comment.
"Hm? Well- I suppose I put a great deal of importance on the hero course so... hearing that a strong hero student like you thinks I have what it takes to make it... It's nice. I'm not used to that. Most people are scared to talk to me because of my quirk or say it's a perfect quirk for a villain," He explained.
"Oh- well don't pay too much attention to those people. Your quirk is amazing and could definitely make for a powerful pro hero. So- just stay focused on your training and maybe I'll see you in my class before I know it," you said encouragingly.
Hitoshi smiled, "I would like that... to be in the hero course but also, to see you more often."
"Oh-," You exclaimed feeling your face get hot again. "I've never met someone so blunt as you- it's refreshing," You spoke hoping your cheeks weren't too obvious.
You both approached the dorms and came to a slower pace. "I don't have any problems expressing my true feelings- if I wasn't training so much with Aizawa I would have liked to ask you out sooner. These are your dorms correct?" He asked.
"Yeah..." You said a little downcast that you were back and already going to part ways.
"If it's ok with you- I would like to take you to eat after classes on Friday," he said. Hitoshi felt his stomach flutter at the way your eyes lit up at his invention. He had admired you from afar for so long that it was overwhelming to see how much you appreciated his attention.
"Yeah! That sounds good," you said excitedly, the stuffed cat bouncing in your arms due to your excited rocking on your heels. "Oh! Why don't you let me give you my number-" You offered holding your hand out.
Hitoshi fished for his phone in his pocket and handed it over. He couldn't help but grin at the careful way you kept the stuffed cat in your arms as you typed out your number.
"Here you go!" You said handing it back to him. "I uh- thank you this was really nice."
Hitoshi nodded in agreement.
"I guess I'll see you Friday then," You spoke feeling hesitant to walk away. You wanted to spend more time with him and get to know him more. You stared at the floor waiting for him to give his farewell and walk away.
"Mhm- I'll see you then. You can let me know wherever you want to go...," he said, and you both silently waited for the other to make the first move to leave.
Hitoshi let out a small chuckle, "I guess neither of us want to go do we?" He observed.
You blushed slightly and looked at the stuffed cat giving it another squeeze, "This was nice- I uh feel calm being around you." You spoke, giving a Hitoshi another flutter in his stomach. He was used to hearing he put everyone on edge because of his quirk. It was intoxicating to hear you felt the opposite.
"Friday will come soon," He spoke and stepped closer to you closing some of the distance. You stared at him with doe eyes, as he moved closer placing a kiss on your cheek. "See you then," he smiled and left making his way back to the general studies dorms.
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AAAA are you planning on continuing the "How They Kiss" series? If so could you please do my sweet baby Hitoshi next? :cccc
Ooooo yessss - I've been wanting to write some Hitoshi fic for a while!! 💜
Shinsou x Reader | Headcannon: How Hitoshi Shinsou Kisses 💋
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The first time Hitoshi kisses you – you totally don’t see it coming. It happens in the library on a quiet Sunday afternoon. Hitoshi is sitting in your favorite spot of the city's library – a cozy corner hidden from view behind the oversized art book section. He’s dragged two large beanbag chairs into the tiny space, waiting for you to join him as he studies for an upcoming Pro hero rescue certification exam. He’s flipping through flashcards when you arrive bearing a purple travel mug filled with his favorite caffeinated beverage. You know your friend is a chronic insomniac – with his permanently baggy eyes and constant yawns - so you decided to get him a refillable mug so he can keep his coffee close throughout exam week. You’ve stuck a cute sticker of a black cat with big eyes to the side of the mug, knowing his TikTok algorithm is almost exclusively cat videos.
“’Toshiiiiii!” You warble quietly as you drop your school bag next to your beanbag chair. “I brought you a ‘lil treat for studying so hard!”
Hitoshi looks up in surprise, his forehead still wrinkled in concentration. He puts down his flash cards and when he realizes it’s you standing over him, he smiles easily. Things have always been like this between the two of you – soft and comfortable. 
“You brought me something?” He instantly locks on to the steaming mug of coffee, his eyes crinkling into a smile when he sees the cat sticker. “Is that the cat from Kiki’s Delivery Service?”
“Yup!” you hand him the cup as you plop down into your chair and start shuffling through your bag for your notes. “You told me it was your favorite movie as a kid, so I found a little sticker of Gigi on Etsy.”
After a few moments of digging through your bag, you finally find the sheaf of notes you’re looking for and you yank them out – sheets of paper flying all around you. “Whoops!” You hastily gather the papers back into a neat stack.
When you finally look up, you meet Hitoshi’s eyes – he’s giving you an intense, searching look. His eyes are wide, and there’s a soft pink blush across the high points of his cheeks. He absentmindedly smooths a hand through his wild hair, seemingly lost for words.
“What?” You say, a little startled at the sudden tense atmosphere. “Everything okay? Is that not your preferred flavor of coffee?”
“Of course you remembered my favorite flavor.” His voice a quiet rumble and seems to catch in his throat.
You swallow, suddenly feeling hot around the collar as he continues to gaze at you through those bright violet eyes. You can see him biting back his next sentence, seemingly steeling himself to say something.
After a few moments, he takes a steadying breath and his eyes sparkle with a look of resolve. Hitoshi softly places the hot mug of coffee on the ground before leaning towards you. Instantly, he’s a breath away from your face – his delicate features magnified as he tilts his face towards yours.
“You’re just so…” He whispers, moving to brush his thumb against your cheek. Your skin feels like it’s blooming with tiger lilies at the contact. “…sweet.” His tired eyes flutter shut and he leans into you – guiding your lips to his.
The first kiss is feather light – tentative. He wants to make sure you want him back – he needs you to want him with the same deep intensity he’s been feeling in his gut for you for so long. His lips are impossibly soft and taste like a light berry lip balm, and you find the flavor absolutely delicious. When you respond eagerly he smiles into the kiss, blissful. How lucky is he to get to kiss your pretty face?
Hitoshi climbs into the beanbag chair with you deftly, moving his hands to cradle your face. He moves his mouth against yours slowly, purposefully – almost lazily. It’s such a Shinsou way of kissing that it makes you giggle.
“Hey, now.” He breaks the kiss, bringing his forehead to yours as he takes a shaky breath. “Is my kissing that bad?” He’s smiling, but you can tell he’s the tiniest bit nervous for your answer.
You lean in to kiss him again and he pulls back, his lips just out of reach – teasing.
“Your technique can use some refining. But I know someone who can help you practice.” You grin, winding your arms around his neck and pulling him back in for more. He loves that – the banter, the ways you are able to both make him feel comfortable and keep him on his toes. He deepens the kiss, and you know it will be a while before you get back to studying. His flash cards lay abandoned on the floor by your stack of notes.
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After that, he’s hooked on you. Any trace of nervousness is nonexistent. In just one afternoon, Hitoshi Shinsou has become a lean, mean, make out machine. He absolutely cannot be stopped. He kisses you everywhere he can – in the library, in dark corners of your favorite bar, at the convenience store. He’s constantly trying to sneak away with you so he can crash your lips together in that way that makes his brain feel all blissed out and fuzzy.
I think we’ve all seen just how much determination Hitoshi has – it takes a lot of unwavering dedication to claim a spot in the hero course. He’s just as determined to figure out how you like to be kissed. He pays attention to what makes your pulse race – maybe he kissed your neck a certain way and you moaned? He’s filing that away in his brain so he can do it again and again and again. You don’t like it when he bites your lower lip? He takes note and never does it that way again. He’s committed to figuring out exactly what makes you tick and how he can maximize your pleasure every time. He can’t believe how lucky he is to have the affections of someone like you – someone so sweet and gorgeous and goddamn perfect.
Of course, once he realizes you find him irresistible – he’s smug AF. He becomes such a goddamn tease. You’ll get a rare private moment and move in to kiss him, only for him to dodge your advances until your lips form a disappointed pout. He absolutely revels in how much you want him and loves to build up the tension between the two of you. He’ll kiss you playfully on the cheeks before your disappointed look causes him to concede. “Sorry, Sweetheart.” He says in his low, gravely whisper. “You know I love to tease.” And then he’ll kiss you with as much passion as he can muster, until your legs turn to jello. After all – it’s not in a hero’s nature to do anything half-assed.
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Monoshin but chibis :3
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Be Quiet
hitoshi shinsou x reader
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summary: y/n has always had a hard time staying quiet about anything. shinsou is the very opposite of that. he is reserved and mysterious. and of course, fate has to bite them in the ass. the two of them are partnered up for a final project in their last year of high school. why does the universe hate them?
a/n- this is assumed to be set in their last year (when they are legal adults) 💜 fic includes: fingering, thigh grinding, 69 position, lots of cum and snarky comments, enemies to lovers? and as always, no spell check!
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“shinsou is my partner?”
you feel a rush of blood to your cheeks. patting your cold hands against the newly hot skin, you sigh and fall into uraraka’s shoulder.
“he hates me, ochako!”
the girl laughs at you, allowing you to lean onto her shoulder. “i doubt that, y/n.”
“well clearly you haven’t seen him staring bullets into my back! if he had the option to kill me, i think he’d take it!”
you heard someone clear their throat from behind you. muttering your apologies, you separate from urararaka and step aside the board. you were probably blocking it from the people behind you. when you turn around, you are met with the exasperated face of your partner.
shinsou.
oh god, you wanted to die! to literally die! you felt your heart drop in your stomach, panic setting in. your eyes darted to uraraka, who was just as surprised as you.
fuck! fuck! fuck!
“i don’t want to kill you y/n.”
you stood there for a few moments, barely registering what he said. shinsou found it kind of cute...how incorrect you were about him. though your mouth opened, no words came out.
“hm, the loud girl finally shuts her mouth. how refreshing.”
huh?? how rude! you were never going to shut your mouth! fuck being embarrassed, that was just plain old mean!
“excuse me?! sensei, i need a new partner, stat! this one is being mean!”
your sensei glared at you, ever used to your antics and dramatic flair. “i’m not giving you a new partner just because he said something mean, y/n. this is not a preschool.”
“oh for fucks sake...” you sigh loudly, pushing your hair back from your face. “don’t be an asshole, shinsou.”
“can’t make any promises.”
“well then i can’t make any promises that my fist won’t come in contact with your face.”
“good luck with that, pretty girl.”
and with that, shinsou walked away. a smirk was on his face as you stood there stupidly. your hands touched your cheeks again, which felt like they were on fire.
“pretty girl? the hell does he mean, pretty girl? i hate men!”
but honestly, you didn’t hate that one. not in the slightest. you felt yourself becoming attracted to him. he was the kind of guy who seemed all tough on the outside but a sweetheart on the inside, like bakugou. but wayyyy hotter.
you’d always had a crush on shinsou. he was the complete opposite of you. what attracted you to him was his enigmatic nature. though he was reserved, he was also very intelligent and intuitive. when he raised his hand in class, he fascinated you, embarrassingly enough.
uraraka came over to you. “he likes you! a lot!”
you wanted to bang your head on a table. multiple times.
“i want to die.”
uraraka laughed at you, taking your hand. “cmon! let’s go back to class!”
TIME SKIP
shinsou liked to watch you in class. you were the most interesting person he’d ever laid eyes on. your voice carried throughout the classroom as you shouted a profanity that went with your story. that earned you a glare from your sensei, who you apologized to, then went on like it was nothing.
the class laughed at your lack of concern. shinsou couldn’t help but chuckle himself as well. you were quite the character. it took a certain type of person to be able to handle you and your mannerisms.
your eyes shifted over towards his. when you realized he was staring, shinsou smirked. he gave you a wave without a care in the world. he was unabashedly staring at you. face blushing pink, you quickly adverted your eyes.
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it had been a few days since the classroom incidents. your due date was coming in a month or so. but you wanted to get it done early. so you went to one of your many class 3-A group chats and found shinsou’s number.
y/n: project? 💻
shinsou : sure
shinsou: what day
y/n: whatever day works best for you!
shinsou: friday?
y/n: kayyyy sounds good! come to my dorm after dinner :p
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you smiled to yourself and set your phone down. friday it is!
TIME SKIP
shinsou was on your bed. in grey sweatpants. on your bed.
you couldn’t help your eyes. they kept on going down to- nope! bad y/n! it was weird and perverted. if shinsou was looking down at your private parts you were sure you’d slap him!
did he notice? of course he did. but you had no idea. shinsou never really said anything about your obvious crush. he thought you were just adorable. that’s why he wore the sweatpants.
denki gave him the tip. shinsou would never admit it out loud, but his method worked. you were so flustered once he walked into your room. a chuckle came from his mouth when your eyes drifted down, but you had no idea he was laughing at you.
“so s-shinsou, what do you want to w-write about?”
the sexual tension was real. you could almost grasp it. it was emanating in the air, surrounding you.
“hmm,”
you bent over and grabbed a text book from your backpack. shinsou’s eyes widened as you displayed more of your thighs to him. the area of exposed skin made him feel some type of way. his thoughts began to drift to less appropriate things.
as you settled back down, your thighs squished back into your soft mattress. he wanted to touch them. to squish the thick skin in his hands. they looked so smooth. shinsou’s mind was that of a stereotypical teenage boy. how humiliating.
“shinsou, what do you uh, think about writing about how our pasts have affected our current motivations to become a h-hero.”
meanwhile shinsou’s brain was in a frizz. your room felt so hot. he carded his hands through his unruly violet hair.
gods, why did you bother him so much?
shinsou felt sweaty. so very sweaty.
“before we uh, get started,” he cleared his throat awkwardly. “do you mind if i take off my shirt?”
“HUH?!” you gaped.
is he playing tirkcs on you? certainly shinsou has to know you have a crush on him. your actions are anything but lowkey. has he noticed you staring at his sweaty body after he gets done training? the way the sweat drips down his abs- or how big his arms are. oh god- get back to reality, y/n!
“it’s hot as hell in here.”
“s’not! s’not that hot at all!!”
shinsou glared at you. you glared back. your line of defense was anything but successful. and he was right- it was hot. but you preferred the warmth over anything else.
“fine! whatever! but we need to get to this project!”
“attagirl. do you have a hair tie i could borrow?”
when shinsou puts his hair up, your brain ceases to function. you could already imagine his strands of curls hanging out of the low bun.
“mmm...lemme go look.”
you turned your back on him, blushing furiously. attagirl. a simple phrase that turned your brain to mush. the lack of the shirt, his hair in the sexiest style, low hanging sweatpants. yeah, you were fucked.
finding a hair tie, you turned around to see that shinsou was sprawled on your full sized bed. his chest was face down (thank god) and his ring clad fingers were flipping through one of your journals.
“woah woah, nosy! get your dumb pretty boy head out of there!”
shinsou chuckled as you swatted him with the same book he was looking through seconds ago. you scold him under your breath as you return the journal to its rightful place. he had some nerve, going through your stuff!
“you think i’m pretty?” he teased
god, you hoped the entry he stumbled upon was a depressive episode entry and that he was just teasing you.
“no, i think you’re ugly and stupid. focus on the project, for christ’s sake!”
shinsou was disappointed by your reply. but he was sure that it was a front. your blushing face and flustered movements told an entirely different story.
“can’t say it was easy to understand when you were stuttering the whole time trying to explain the idea for it.”
taking the hair tie from your hand, shinsou pulled his hair up. half was up and half was down. a few unruly locks escaped his messy style. you hated to admit it, but he made you wet with just one look.
“oh for fucks sake! scoot over, asshole. i need room on my bed too!”
“can’t help that it’s tiny, princess.”
in spite of yourself, you mocked him. but truth be told, you loved it when he called you princess. you wanted him so terribly badly. he could call you any pet name and you’d think it was hot.
“what, you don’t like it when i call you princess?”
“shut up you-“
a startled gasp came from your mouth as he grabbed your chin. shinsou looked down at you condescendingly. such a fucking brat. but such a cute one at that.
“tell me the truth.”
his quirk- fuck! stupid shinsou with that incredible quirk! the control you had on your body temporarily ceased. your mind felt as though it went blank. and your lips were compelled to answer his question.
“i like it when you call me princess.”
“of courseeee you do, you just wanna act like a brat, huh princess? do you prefer brat or what?”
the response was automatic. robotic, almost.
“i like both.”
“attagirl. now you can shut that pretty mouth of yours.”
you were struggling against his control. being a victim of shinsou’s quirk was quite the inconvenience. he could literally ask you anything and you would have to say the answer.
“but i’m not that mean, so dontcha worry. i’ll release my control on you.”
once you were free again, you nearly lunged yourself at him.
“shinsou i am one step away from smacking the ever living daylights out of you!”
“calm down princess, i just wanted to test you.”
“test me? i’m starting to hate this.”
shinsou chuckled. “oh yeah? this has to be my favorite project of the year.”
“whatever, eyebags! onto the project!”
“eyebags?!”
you ignored him, continuing on with your spiel.
“basically, i think we should do how our pasts affect our current hero ambitions! like how you were put into class 1-B the first year and transferred to class 2-A in your second, ya know?”
“mmm, okay. at least you didn’t stutter that time.”
you smacked him with one of your books. little shit.
and so, you and shinsou began collaborating on your project. shinsou remained relatively distracted though, as so much of your skin was exposed. your long sleeve barely covered your boobs from spilling out. and that little mini skirt did nothing to hide your thighs. and the worst of all- that heart garter. he loved to hate those stupid things you wore every day. shinsou imagined himself biting down on your thighs- even imagined you naked with just the garters and panties and bra. you were too much of a hinderance to his learning.
you tried to ignore his stares. but it became increasingly difficult as more hours went on. the sexual tension was still there, burning more than ever. you decided to break it.
"shinsou- are you almost done?" you inquired.
shinsou sighed, shoving his laptop shut. he needed to get to the point- and quickly.
“listen princess, this project is interesting and all, but i have my mind on other things.”
you raised a brow. “oh? and what might that be?”
“we need to cut the tension and be honest with each other. i'm so fucking horny, y/n. i need you on my lap, making out with me.”
“sh-shinsou?” you whispered, stunned.
“oh, don’t tell me you don’t feel the same.”
“i- it’s just so sudden is all!”
“yeah, well i’m not an idiot. i can tell when a girl is horny too.”
you frowned at him, upturning your nose. the hell did he know about that? and since when was it ‘obvious’ to a person? shinsou gauged your reaction, only fueling his need.
“i have half a mind to kick you out of my room.”
“but cha won’t, will ya princess? you want me just as bad as i want you.”
you brought your body closer to his, letting your thighs rest on his chest. shinsou only smirked, his deep chuckle in your ear. his greedy hands pulled on the plushy, soft skin of your thighs.
now it was your turn to tease him. your index finger trailed from his sharp jawline to v line towards his pants. shinsou simply observed you as your finger raked down his pale skin.
“how do you know that i want you so bad, shinsou?”
“i can smell ya from right here, brat.”
you weren’t even ashamed of your wetness. your pussy clenched at shinsou’s arrogant words. god, you panties were absolutely soaked. you spread your thighs and adjusted once again, letting your wet panties soak into his gray sweatpants.
“why don’t you just drop the stupid fucking innocent act?”
“m’not acting any way sir.”
“oh really?” he growled, pulling your collar back to him. “because last time i checked, i had the mind control quirk. so if you keep lying to me, i’ll force you to tell the truth.”
a whimper came from your throat as he moved his fingers to your neck. the thin, long fingers that you had wet dreams about. you wanted him to scissor you, shove them in your mouth, or even choke you if you got lucky. and it seemed like his mind ran to the same things.
“don’t be such a meanie, shin!”
“tell.”
his fingers wrapped around your throat.
“me.”
a single squeeze. you moaned, gripping desperately onto your bed sheets. fistfuls of the cotton material. fingers and eyes begging for more.
“the.”
oh god, now he was really doing it. his fingers squeezed hard.
“truth.”
a strained moan came from your throat as his fingers rendered you weak. you made a squealing sound and pulled at his wrist. shinsou chuckled as he watched your desperate hands. he wanted to tease more, but knew that you were finally willing to admit the truth.
“i’m acting like a brat because i want you to fuck me, sir.”
“and you just love acting like a brat. you love acting all innocent, being the adorable little thing you are. acting so oblivious. it’s a damn shame that you couldn’t own up to your desires sooner. i'd have fucked you all the way through high school.”
“really?” you smiled at him. "i never knew, shinsou."
shinsou smirked back, brushing hair from your face. you were so sweet despite your loudmouth. "i always thought you were hot, y/n. you'd be stupid to think you aren't attractive."
you nodded your head.
“god, your eyes are so pretty. they will look even prettier crying when i overstim you.”
“shinsou-” you gasped. he smirked as he threw you down on the bed. shinsou towered over you, chain hanging by your lips. his hand gripped your cheeks, squishing your adorable face.
“tell me what you need, my pretty princess.”
“i wanna be on your lap shinsou.”
fucking hell, the two of you were a match made in heaven. he always imagined your thick thighs wrapped around his chest. shinsou chuckled, sitting up against the wall. his hands beckoned you and his legs spread to welcome you on his lap.
"go on. sit on me, princess."
you blushed. "shinsou- i'm chubby."
your adorable little pouty face. shinsou shook his head. "get those thick ass thighs on me before i grab you myself."
you began to rock back and forth on his thigh. shinsou felt your hips grind your wet cunt into the material of his sweatpants. he looked down to see a giant wet spot and tsked to himself.
“naughty little girl, leaving a mess for me to clean up.”
“mmm~ i’ll always be naughty for you~”
he chuckled to himself as he observed you. entranced in the way you got yourself off. your eyes were screwed shut but your mouth was wide open. back arched close to his chest, nearly pressing against him. whines and whimpers fell from your mouth as you experienced an ultimate sense of euphoria.
“that’s it princess. keep on going.”
"shinsou, you're so big and muscly-" you whined.
your hands gripped at his biceps. he flexed slightly so you could feel his strength, which made you giggle. natuso couldn't take his eyes off of you.
"yeah? you like it?"
"uh huh!" you moaned as he rocked his thigh up into your pussy. shinsou loved watching you fall apart on him. "that feels really good sir!"
“oh yeah princess? you like grinding on my thigh like a little whore?”
“yes sir! feels so fucking good!!”
shinsou chuckled. he watched your face contort as you fell apart for him. the way your jaw dropped open and you threw your head back. how your thighs trapped his own. your boobs jiggling.
“god y/n, look at you. fucking falling apart on me and i haven’t even touched you yet have i? you’re a desperate little girl aren’t you?”
“so desperate daddy!” you whine, gripping onto his arm.
shinsou feels you press your tits around his arm. he leans into your ear and watches goosebumps appear as he speaks. your whimpers became louder until they were moans. he felt your pace hasten as you came closer.
“you gonna cum, pretty princess?”
shinsou chuckled as you moaned his name at climax. he had never seen anything so hot in his life. everything about this was perfect for him.
once you came down, you blinked. “oh my god- what have i done?”
“came all over my thigh like a dirty little girl.”
“shinsou!” you whined. “you’re so mean! i-i just can’t believe i did that…”
shinsou leaned against the wall, smirking. “oh i fuckin can. you’ve been horny for me, haven’t you?”
you gasped, wrapping your legs around him. shinsou felt you sit on his hard cock. his eyebrows knit as you settled your warm pussy right on top of him.
“i’m not telling!”
shinsou didn’t even register what you said though. you felt his dick throb. it was clear he needed to be taken care of.
“fuck y/n, you’re so hot. i should’ve shut you up like this long ago.”
shut me up? you pouted once again. “what d’ya mean shinsou? what do you wanna do?”
shinsou thought about it for a second. he didn’t want to rush into things. but he also wanted to pleasure you and show you just how skilled he was.
“69?” he asked
you blinked. “s-shin…i’ve never done that before,”
he took his face into his hands. those wandering eyes, peering into his own. they shined with lust. “oh princess, you’ll do amazing. i’m here to help you through…first things first.”
he pushed you off his lap. you gasped as you landed back on your pillow. shinsou wasted no time in tearing off your shorts.
“now princess…do you wanna keep your shirt on? i won’t force ya into anything.”
you were shy. you nodded your head.
“that’s okay baby. perfectly fine. i’m gonna take your panties off, okay?”
as he removed your panties, he smelled your pussy. his dick twitched uncontrollably, especially when he felt how wet the panties were. shinsou curiously pushed one of your thighs up. this revealed your sloppy, wet pussy to him. he audibly groaned.
“fuck princess. i need to feel this cunt.”
he took a finger, plunging it inside. your back arched as you felt the sensation. shinsou’s breathing became faster as he heard the squelching noises. he added another finger, making you cry out his name.
“shinsou! oh god- it feels really good!”
shinsou thought about how his cock would be even better. but that needed to wait. just like the fingers. he promised you 69, and 69 was what you were going to get. you whined as he withdrew his fingers.
“ah ah ah, don’t you start making those sounds. i could be real mean to you baby and not make you feel good.”
you shook your head quickly. “no sir! i wanna still feel good!”
shinsou loved this control. he towered over your body, each hand on the side of your head. he leaned down and seized your lips. you were caught in a storm of tongue and passion. both of you moaned into the kiss.
“need to switch positions princess. those thighs are gonna be around my head and that mouth is gonna swallow my cock. okay?”
you nodded your head, allowing him to rest his on your pillow. “you sure you won’t suffocate? i’m a bigger girl…”
“fuck, if i suffocate, ill die the happiest man. i have been dreaming about those thick ass fuckin thighs. can’t wait for you to sit that pussy down. it’ll be the perfect place for it.”
you giggled, though still unsure of yourself. shinsou took his sweats down, allowing for his dick to spring free. a little gasp escaped you. you couldn’t wait to suck it.
“you like what you see, my princess?”
“yes daddy! ‘m gonna treat you sooo good!”
you eagerly wrapped your hands around the base. shinsou hissed, slapping the back of your thighs. “put your pussy on my fucking face.”
finally, you sat on his face. natsuo absolutely lost it. all these moans came from him as he devoured your insides. and as for you, you arched your back and slurped up and down.
“fuck!” natsuo mumbled. “fuckin amazing head,”
as you went down, so did your pussy. the two of you were in perfect tandem. natsuo gripped onto your hips, slapping your ass occasionally. he couldn’t wait for more of these moments. next time he’d fuck your face, or even your pussy if you’d let him.
you loved sucking his cock. especially when he added inside his fingers. you were absolutely lost in pleasure. it felt so good to take care of shinsou while still also feeling good. he began twitching in your mouth. you began slowing your movements, becoming closer yourself.
“shit- shinsou! shinsou! it feels so good daddy!” you moaned
he felt you swallow him whole. shinsou’s eyes widened, feeling himself get close. he began to jerk up his hips, loving the sound of his cock hitting the back of your throat and making you choke.
you pushed your pussy on his face harder, practically fucking yourself on him. you slid your pussy up and down his lips, even side to side. you knew he was going to be absolutely covered in your juices.
he began to twitch, jerking his thighs all the way up without stopping. you choked, feeling his cum shoot up into your throat. quickly, you tore yourself off.
“shin-shinsou! please daddy~ make me cum too!”
when you looked back, shinsou only spurted more cum. it was all over your neck and he could see it on your tongue and lips. he gripped your thighs extra tight, quickening his pace.
“fuck daddy! yes! that’s so good!”
shinsou loved your pussy. he felt you go up from his nose to down his chin. and he wanted you to get it all over him. it was the best feeling he had ever experienced.
finally, you let out your final whine. “i feel it daddy~ oh god!”
you immediately pulled yourself off him. shinsou frowned, but quickly smirked again when you sat back on his chest. now there would be pussy on his tummy too.
“god princess…” he sighed, propping his head up. “i’m covered in you!”
you put your face in your hands as if it would help. shinsou chuckled. “did you like it?”
“uh huh- loved it shinsou.”
he brought your hands down and put them around his neck. you leaned down, cuddling yourself on top of him. shinsou smiled, petting your head softly.
“it was the best time i’ve ever had…” you admit
“yeah?” shinsou said. “me too.”
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gaecactae · 11 months
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💫sibling chill💫
I am completely aware they never met but erasermic family is something my heart melts over 🥹
so yeah they ARE siblings I said so
dunno what else to say lmao, there’s some different colour version under the cut as well as speedpaint cause I found it very fun
yes I did use the sims to help with the background I think it’s a heavily underrated method 😗
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shinhoebakuhoekitten · 11 months
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But like, 3 s u m with Tamaki and Hitoshi. 👀
The contrast in the beginning of the sweet intamcy of Tamaki’s approach to sex and the rough dominating Shinso who doesn’t let up the entire time.
Tamaki needs a bit of warming up due to his incredibly shy nature and you aren’t afraid to indulge him in soft shy kisses and light petting as you straddle Amakjiks tapered waist.
Shinso tried to keep his cool and allow you two to have a moment but his patients wears thin as he watches you, his partner, kiss up and down Tamakis neck. He can’t help but kneel behind you on the bed, his naked thigh hitting your bare thigh and Tamakis still clothed one.
Shinso would lower his head to rest on your shoulder as he looked to the timid guy that was underneath you. “If you think her younger feels good on your neck you should see how it feels on your cock. She’s a little minx when it comes to oral. It really gets her going to hear the other moan in pleasure.”
Tamaki couldn’t help the whimper that slipped past his lips as he bit and licked at his bottom lip at the idea.
“Shinso” you muttered, a tiny bit miffed and scared that this might all become too much for the shy pro hero. “Let him get comfortable before making such lewd remarks. I don’t want to rush tonight.”
It was no secret to Shinso that you had been crushing on Suneater since you all three went to UA. Suneater was a third year in the pro hero course when you and Shinso had met in first year general studies before he transferred to the hero course. Shinso and yourself did not start dating until after UA but he had known about your crush on the older hero since first year because you couldn’t help but gush about him.
This was a huge fantasy of yours that was coming true tonight and you were so grateful that your boyfriend had had enough gall to ask Tamaki and while the older pro hero had blushed a lot and almost said no, he knew he couldn’t pass up the opportunity to have his way with you.
Tamaki also had a crush on you but he didn’t really know who you were until you were already dating Shinso.
“Sorry Kitten, I’ll try and be patient. It’s just hard staring at you like this and knowing I don’t get you for a while.” Shinso smirked as he smacked your ass, watching it jiggle around the barely there string up your asscrack that the lingerie shop had the audacity to call a thong.
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anime-as-textposts · 3 months
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