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liyawritesss · 4 years

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Shinsou Hitoshi w/ an S/O Who Takes Secret TikToks/Videos of Him

Thanks to @todorkihoe I'm back at it with another Shinsou hc.

Words cannot describe how much I love him 🥺🥺

Warnings: self indulgence, maybe some cursing?, fem! black/poc! reader, some subgestiveness??, a slightly possessive shinsou but not to much

We've already established that Shinsou loves to come to you for comfort

He adores cuddling with you, he feels so safe and secure and comfortable that as soon as your bodies make contact he's out like a light.

He's so at peace, and you see how he looks so content and peaceful when he's in your embrace.

It was suppose to just be one video, but you found yourself take more every time he came over and cuddles with you.

You posted one on tiktok accidentally and your phone blew the fuck up

You didn't think much of it, it was like a shitpost from your normal content, and it wasn't so bad to post your boyfriend on your tiktok, right?

Well when you came back to it, you were surprised that there were so many likes, reshares, comments, etc about the 15 sec video.

Comments like "relationshop goals", "where can I find one", and "please so precious" filled the commect section

Apparently a lot of people thought you were single too, considering the amount of comments saying stuff like "damnit you're taken?" And "crap wasn't fast enough"

And shinsou was not suppose to see it, but he comes across it when he's on your phone playing this one relaxing puzzle game.

A notification from tiktok comes up with a comment with heart eyes and he's about to go feral on the mf who commented heart eyes on his s/o's post

But then he sees the video you took, with the caption that says "he needed cuddles, and im always happy to oblige" and a heart drawn on the video and his heart skips a beat

Shinsou knows you do tiktoks and stuff as a passtime, but he doesn't expect you to post tiktoks of him sleeping in between your legs, cuddling your thighs like its his religion.

Or just cuddling you in general, holding you close to him while he relishes in you playing with his hair

He had no idea you liked showing him off like that, or at all. It honestly made his heart flutter how proud you were to be his s/o.

When he asks you about it, you tell him it was a mistake and that you can take it down if it makes him uncomfy

But he poses quite the opposite

"Why don't you formally introduce me to them?" Shinsou asks in a slightly raspy voice, the one that makes you melt to the core. He had just woken up from a nap not to long ago, asking to play that one game with the relaxing noises and puzzles because his brain's still in a sleepy haze. He was interrupted from his puzzle when a notification popped up from TikTok, a comment with several heart eyes emojis. With a raised eyebrow, he investigated and found the source of it.

A video of him you had posted, nestled oh so comfortably in the warmth between your thighs, peacefully sleeping. Warmth creeps up his neck, and as he investigated further, he finds the caption that makes his heart melt. He didn't know you liked to show him off like this. If he didn't know any better, he'd say pride had swelled in his heart.

"Wait, what-" you're about to question what he means, when he shows you the TikTok you posted. Your eyes widened a bit, embarrassment flooding your system. "Wait- wait that was posted?"

You quickly snatch your phone from him to confirm your suspicions, and when you do, you groan. "I'm so sorry 'toshi, that was not suppose to be posted. I can delete it if you want?"

Shinsou sits behind you, balancing his upper body weight on one arm thats placed on the side of you, his chin resting on your shoulder. "I don't mind it, doll. But that doesn't answer my question."

"I mean-" you start, but lose your words in the middle of speaking. "Do you want to?"

"I'd rather not have random boys in your private messages harassing you, so why not?"

A smile spreads across your face as you give Shinsou a kiss on the cheek, stunning him for a bit while you set up the ring light and attached your phone to it. You rehearsed a small script for the video, and Shinsou chuckles at your giddiness. He loves to see you excited, with the bright smile gracing your lips. And the light from the ring light hitting your melinated skin just right makes him a bit breathless.

Soon you've started the video, and he has to drag himself back into the reality of what he's about to do.

"So, yesterday I accidently posted a video and it got crazy views," you begin, your smile never faltering while you talk to the camera like a natural. "And you all wanted to know who the guy in the video was, so..."

Is it to late to back out? The reality of what he's about to do makes him a bit nervous. Was he putting forth too much confidence when he asked to be formally introduced?

"Perhaps it's time i Introduce you all to the love of my life,"

Nope, he can't back out now, not after you've just addressed him as the love of your life. Thankfully, it gives him a confidence boost to go through with the impromptu plan.

You turn to the side, where Shinsou's waiting off screen, and stretch out your arms to welcome the purple haired boy into your embrace - his cue to come into the camera's view.

For a moment, he forgets about the camera and the unnaturally bright ring light, and all he sees is you indirectly asking for a hug, and he obliges.

Shinsou comes into view and immediately hugs you, burying into the crook of your neck while your arms wrap around his. The feeling of safety, security and comfort returns as he inhales your addictive scent.

You pull away just for a moment, going to kiss the mind controller, and he happily returns it. It's short and sweet, but all the feelings are there.

When you pull away, Shinsou remembers the camera's still on. Side glancing at the intrusive device, Shinsou grabs the phone, turns it off, tosses it to the ground and kisses you again, this time will the emotions he couldn't show on camera.

This was so fucking self indulgent it's sickening. But I love this man so much, so deal with it 😁😁 blame it on @todorkihoe

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tobi-momo · 3 years

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Hey! could you do something about an American reader? whoever you want to write

hehe thank you anon- this request was so fun to write! feel free to come back any time!

taglist: @shoutafilms @iicekking @zerohawks

Genre: Fluff? (a little smutty- nothing much tho)

Warnings: a little cursing, a little smut

Shinsou x American!Reader

Okokok to get this started-

I think he would be fascinated with your accent and likes to hear your voice

He would def help you with your Japanese, like if you mispronounce a word or something doesn’t make sense

He would also show you Japanese culture, and ofc youd be amaaazzeedd by by it

He would show you new foods and get you to try stuff youve never done before

AND THE FOOD 😩 BRO

You realize that there is SO much more there than you thought, and more than what they show in America

Lowkey would act like he doesnt care or its a chore (but he actually loves it)

I feel like he would also be interested in the way you do things too- like any habits that you have that he wouldnt? If that makes ANY sense

If you walk into your house with shoes on, dragging a little dirt around hed be like ‘bitch tf is you doin’

Youd be like ‘wot’

He would 100% secretly want to learn specific terms in english-

Like ik they have an english class but its just way cooler to have someone you know very well just casually talk to you in another language?? Ykwim

(ok this is a little nsfw) when you guys are having sex and hes got you sooo mf close you just start babbling in english and he wouldnt be able to understand everything you say- he just finds that SO HOT

But ya thank you for coming to my Ted Talk :)

REQUESTS: OPEN

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cheeriecherry · 4 years

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Heyy! I loooved your headcanon for not liking degrading and loving praise, could you do the same one for todoroki, kirishima and shinsou?🥰🥰

Coming right up!

Warnings: light nsfw but nothing super explicit, everyone is aged up +18

TODOROKI SHOUTO

-It probably takes him a little while to get comfortable with the idea of sex. Like, it took so long for him to open up about his feelings, and then get him on a date, and then get him just to hold your hand.

-The desire is there, but I think it could be something that causes him anxiety. He wasn’t really raised in a loving, happy family, so the only thing he thinks about when the topic of sex comes up is reproduction, the creation of babies, of potential heirs and errors.

-It’ll take him a hot minute to start associating sex with emotion and intimacy, and positive feelings like love.

-So he’d probably be pretty vanilla at first.

-But that being said, he’s also a little heathen. Todoroki’s mouth? Relatively ill mannered. He holds back sometimes but even then, he doesn’t hesitate to talk back or make known his displeasure.

-One of his friends probably makes an offhanded comment about ‘mixing things up’ in the bedroom with their partner, and it gets him thinking. He liked your sex life the way it was, and it had been working for years, but now he’s worrying that he’s gonna bore you.

-So he does a little late night research on the internet and...finds some interesting things.

-Ofc he’s also a dipshit, so does he talk to you about it first? Get your opinion on it? No. He keeps his assumptions and tells himself that this will be a good thing.

-But then he sprouts something filthy when y’all are going at it....and you don’t have the reaction he was expecting. He was expecting you to talk back with something as equally dirty, maybe get more excited, but instead you’re....crying.

-He stops immediately and asks if he hurt you. Did he not prep you enough? Do you guys need more lube? (”There’s no shame in needing lube, darling”)

-So when you tell him that what he said just then seriously hurt your feelings, he feels like an ass. You’re his person and he made you sad.

-The do probably stops there for the time being, and he comes clean about his worries of disappointing you and being boring in bed. Assure him that he’s not boring and that you love being with him, because it’s about the emotional value and intimacy, and the physical pleasure will follow that.

-He holds you close and cuddles you for a little while, and apologizes for saying those things to you, and that he didn’t mean them. He was just trying to be different.

-Ofc you know that now, so it doesn’t sting as much, but...

-He regards you with suspicion when you get a look on your face and crawl on top of him. You tell him to praise you instead, tell you how good you’re doing, and see where that gets him.

-As it turns out, it comes much more naturally to him than talking down to you, and makes him feels loads better. Also closer to you, and like he’s appreciating you more.

-Plus the way it makes you squirmy and whiny and wet is A+++

KIRISHIMA EIJIROU

-He’s pretty energetic in bed, most of the time. Sex is something he looks forward to doing with you, so he likes to put a lot of his focus into it. If left to his own devices, this man with ravish you and turn you into a pile of mush.

-He wants nothing more than to please you and make you feel good, making you feel good riles him tf up, and is almost better than his own pleasure.

-So it’s never boring or repetitive with him! But even after so many years, he does still have some lingering anxiety regarding himself. That he’s not good enough, especially for you, in your relationship, in bed, that kind of thing.

-So the dummy asks his friends about it, asks what kinds of things they do to spice their sex lives up. It’s more personal than the internet, and yeah it’s kind of embarrassing, but he’d rather have some tried and true methods to fall back on as opposed to some random thing a stranger said on the internet.

-He’s a little iffy about some of the things his friends suggest (it just seems like a lot) but a few of them seem...doable. (Bakugou says to just ‘man up and ask you’)

-So that night, after some time getting you in the mood, he pulls out the ace in his sleeve.

-Sike, it’s actually a joker.

-He was already nervous, and now you’re crying, and he definitely knows it was something he said but he’s panicking because he’s hurt your feelings and now he’s about to stress cry-

-He just flops on top of you and wraps you in a hug and hides his face in your shoulder, mumbling that he’s sorry over and over again.

-Once you calm down, you’re gonna have to ask him what the hell that was about??? And he’ll be kind of sheepish in answering, but he’ll eventually come out and say it; he was worried about disappointing you in bed, and he wanted to spice things up.

-A true Himbo. So pretty, so buff, so kind, so dumbass.

-You guys will have to have a talk later about consulting each other about bringing kinks into the bedroom first, but that’s for later. Right now, all that matters is that you let him know he’s not disappointing you, but that you really don’t like being degraded.

-And taking from Bakugou, he does the sane thing for once and flat out asks you what you do like.

-Now it’s your turn to be a little shy, but he eventually learns that you like being praised. And lemme tell you, the mouth on this man? Filthy, filthy compliments. He has no shame whatsoever, and he puts the energy he has during sex into saying nice things to you, sweet things, saucy things.

-He prefers the praise anyways. If you’d liked being degraded, then he could have done it for you, but he actually enjoys praising you. Both in and out of the bedroom.

-Granted his praise during sex is a lot more explicit and would probably make your head pop if he said it anywhere else.

SHINSOU HITOSHI

-A guy who equally likes both. He can be a total sweetheart, or a massive dick, and it all depends what kind of mood you catch him in.

-He’s usually quite a bit softer with you, though. He still gets grumpy sometimes, but he cares about you so he’s far more inclined to treat you fairly and be kind to you.

-He’s already a little rougher during sex, imo. Not to say he isn’t down for nice lazy morning sex, or giggly romantic sex, but he also enjoys a fast pace and the occasional quickie before work.

-So one morning he wakes up a little grumpy, a little sore from a fight the other day, a little more tired than expected...so he rolls over in bed and starts kissing the back of your neck and shoulders.

-It’s a nice way to wake up, to your partner touching you all over and wanting you.

-It’s nice until he opens his dumb mouth.

-He doesn’t see right away that you’re tearing up, a little more focused on the fact that he wants to fuck you, but then you shove him away and look at him like he’s just slapped you, and he knows he fucked up.

-His demeanor changes instantly, and you can see that he’s gone from mildly grouchy to very concerned. But you can’t stop the tears from bubbling over, and the quiet sob from escaping your lips.

-He gently pulls you back down into bed and holds you close to his chest. He strokes your shoulder and back until you calm down a little, and then asks if that was too much, too fast.

-Like, no Hitoshi, you can’t handle someone saying things like that to you. It makes you feel like shit.

-He holds you a little tighter and quietly apologizes. Regardless of how he was feeling when he woke up, he still should have talked to your first about something like that.

-Damn right he should have.

-But he promises he’ll never do it again. Ever.

-Makes it up to you by eating you out and giving you several good orgasms...and then accidentally discovers your praise kink.

-All he did was call you a ‘gorgeous, beautiful person’ who ‘takes his fingers so well’...and he can feel the way you squeeze around him, how much wetter you get.

-He smirks against you and lays the praise on heavy, and before long you’re an absolute mess.

-It might not be something he goes to every time you fuck, but he definitely keeps it in his offhand, and tries to pepper in at least a few compliments each time.

-But when he’s feeling particularly saucy, that’s when he’ll run his mouth and whisper absolutely filthy things in your ear. And it woks out so much better than talking down to you, it makes him feel better to know that you’re also having a hell of a time.

#todoroki x reader #todoroki shouto x reader #kirishima x reader #kirishima eijirou x reader #shinsou x reader #shinshou hitoshi x reader #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #Anonymous

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riotzhye · 3 years

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bnha sexuality/gender hcs

*rubs my gay little hands together* *giggles*

tenya is a straight trans man (transhets ily) (he/him)

kiri is a gay trans man (and i'm a t4t mlm hey kiri heyyy) (he/him)

kiri rly does not have a straight bone in his body god bless

[shakes table violently] denki non-binary bisexual he/she/it pronouns thank u for listening

izuku is bisexual (he/him)

he's so fucking fruity

bakugou is a bi but i also hc that he literally didn't know queer ppl existed until he met kirishima

"i like men bakugou. i'm gay. I LIKE BOYS." and he just ".... u can do that"

sometimes i hc him as cis other times trans but he uses he/him pronouns regardless

jirou is non-binary and queer (they/she)

i feel like jirou is the type to not rly care abt having super specific labels so

i kind of feel the same abt shinsou soooo [stamps him w the queer trans man stamp]

todoroki cis gay man ? but also he doesn't rly care abt [his own] gender v much so there's a very heavy question mark next to the cis part (he/him...??)

ochako,,,,, [bisexual stamp] (she/her)

SERO !!! he is a pansexual trans man !! (he/they)

mina is a non-binary lesbian who uses she/they pronouns yes i'm willing to die on this hill

TSU AUTISTIC TRANS LESBIAN !!! SCREAMS (she/ribbit) (as in those are her pronouns)

yes i know this was gender/sexuality hc but any opportunity to talk abt autistic tsu

(todoroki is autistic too btw just btw)

tokoyami aroace non-binary any pronouns

tamaki is a non-binary mlm (any pronouns) (yes i'm projecting)

nejire a lesbian (she/star)

mirio is pan (he/him)

momo is a lesbian (she/her)

(and also todoroki's emotional support wlw)

i also hc that kirishima transified like all of bakusquad

he started teaching them abt gender n shit and they were like ..wait

class 1a is just one big fucking fruit basket

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thebonggirll · 3 years

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Chapter 39 - Selfish

Chapter 38

The one hundred students who passed the first phase of the exam were tasked with rescuing members of the who are trapped in the disaster zone. They are a group of professionals who have trained to act as citizens in need of rescuing. They dressed up as injured people and put themselves in situations for the students to rescue them.

Y/N expected it to be easy but it turned out to be a worse situation for her. Depending on how the citizens were injured, the heroes needed to help them. For her, it was a bit difficult to understand what situation the people were in certain places. Her quirk would literally be of no use in the situation. She did rescue some people correctly but since most of it was turning out to be disastrous, she decided to focus her attention to the zones where fire broke out. After that she mostly did her work of putting off the fire or soothing the burnt victims. So in a way, it worked out.

But their work doubled when Gang Orca and makeshift villains attacked them. There were still people who needed to be rescued. She knew what to do.

Y/N had a pretty good idea of how useless she was in the matter of rescuing survivors. So she decided to assist Todoroki and the other overly enthusiastic guy, Inasa, who seemed to have some kind of beef with him. While her focus was on using her quirk to attack the sidekick villains, Todoroki and Inasa were having their own little brawl in the middle of attacking Gang Orca.

"Are you shitting me right now?!" she shouted while attacking two villains simultaneously, "You guys didn't get a better fucking time to sort your shit out?!!"

They probably couldn't hear her, or chose to ignore her. She was already having a hard time herself in keeping the villains from going near the survivors of the disaster. So she decided to maintain her distance, and use her quirk as much as she was able to. Ofcourse, the sidekicks were having a hard time approaching her too when their cement guns were of literally no use in front of her quirk.

She didn't yet use any large-scale attack in case it affected the survivors, but looked like the villains were now starting to focus on her when she stood as an obstacle in their path. Their numbers started multiplying as they started surrounding her and taking steps forward. Ofcourse, she wouldn't be able to keep this up any longer if those dumb boys don't start concentrating on what they were supposed to do.

"Men and their stupid ego," Y/N muttered, clenching her teeth.

"86?" Y/N muttered looking at her report. Out of all the names displayed on the screen, she was surprised to see her name in it when she did terrible in the second exam. She was bad in rescuing the survivors and bad in keeping the villains away. At some point, when they started using their guns together on her, she wasn't able to get out of it. The guns shot out cements which hardened quickly. Even water is useless when it is used in huge amount.

"Your man failed huh?" Kyoka asked, amused.

Y/N glared at her for a moment before laughing out loud, "Yeah, he's crap at rescuing people."

"Why are you laughing, your points were deducted mainly on rescuing people."

"Hey! Atleast I did better than him. I mean, I talked nicely right?"

"Yeah sure because how you doing is the right question to ask a man stuck under a rock."

"I panicked?!"

As they were on their way back to their dorm, Y/N noticed Bakugou sitting quietly in the bus and looking out the window. Was she feeling pity for him? Nope.

Even the judges know how much of a good hero he is capable of becoming. He was soon going to retake the exam in April.

It was evening when they reached their dorm.

"How are you still awake?" Kirishima asked, "You were badly thrashed in both the exams."

"Well, I guess I'm too happy to sleep now," Y/N replied with a smile, clicking a photo of her new license and sending it to her parents and brother, "And...um..did you talk to him?"

"Oh he's pissed."

She looked worriedly at the blond. She knew he was going to be fine. But she sensed something different. It was different from the usual Bakugou. He's always angry, ofcourse, but this time his presence felt colder than before. And usually, it meant he's going to burst out soon and it's gonna be bad for someone.

After their dinner, while everyone was spending some time talking in the common area, she noticed how quiet Bakugou was. Kyoka made her sit beside him to make some progress but Y/N knew it wasn't the right time. But she wanted to know what he was thinking. "If anyone's gonna make it to the top, we all know it's you for sure," she said.

Bakugou got up and walked away from the sofa they were sitting in. He stopped by his tracks. Y/N decided to take it as a clue and followed him. From the looks of it, he was walking back to his room. She blushed for a moment before coming back to her senses again, when Bakugou slammed the door shut.

Oh Kirishima was right. He was pissed.

He said, "With the new quirk Deku got?"

Y/N's eyes widened at the words. She cleared her throat and said, "Yeah, cause you know how to handle your quirk."

"He's-" he stopped himself from saying further, as if someone would hear the little secret, "With the kind of quirk he got? And from the person I admired?"

"Quit feeling sorry for yourself," she said and looked at him with furrowed brows, "You can't be full of yourself while also feeling you've got the worst. You're being selfish."

"You knew about it, ofcourse you're gonna defend him. Like always," he muttered the next words in a very low tone, "Nothing has changed."

"I'm not defending him. I'm speaking facts. You think he had a great time with that deadly quirk? You've not seen him train half as much as I've seen. He admires All Might as much as you do and you already have a good quirk. You want every fucking thing, don't you?"

"I can be better with it!" he shouted.

"Keep your voice low. I don't want to get teased about being in your room. Some people know how I feel about you," she said a blush covering her face. She was too embarrassed to look at him.

"Do I look like I fucking care about that?"

Ouch.

"You know what?" She looked at him angrily, "Sort your shit out like Todoroki. Fucking talk to Midoriya instead of blaming me. And yes, I knew about it. Why would I tell you about it when I know him better than you? I didn't even know what we were, and you expect me to blurt out the secret out to you just like that? Just because I like you doesn't mean that I forgot all my morals."

The silence that followed was deafening. "Besides," she sighed, speaking out her thoughts, "I'm just another extra to you."

Y/N walked out of the dark room, leaving the door open behind her. She wasn't expecting to be chased. It's Bakugou we're talking about. He...just said that he didn't care. Yet she couldn't help but turn back to look when she heard his footsteps.

Oh.

Retracting footsteps. He was going back to the common area. He walked out his room, shutting the door like he always did, as if nothing happened.

Chapter 40

SEASON - III

Ignite

MASTERLIST

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refriedweeb · 4 years

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CAUGHT ME BY SURPRISE JUST LIKE THE FIRST TIME (SHINSOU + READER DAYS AT UA)

A/N: don’t mind me, just self-inserting myself into UA’s days as a student bc I love Shinsou and Hawks and I love the quirk I’ve given to myself in the UA universe and honestly I’m just a simp. (I might make this a part of a series just like I am for the Hawks one bc I have problems)

Prompt: Y/N is a transfer student to 1-A’s Hero Course from an American school and known for the power behind her quirk. Shinsou is yet again the subject of some annoying trolls at school. What happens when the two cross paths?

Word Count: 1,683

He was beyond used to the subjected brutality of teenagers since he had transferred into UA’s General Studies course. All of his life, Shinsou had been told that he couldn’t be a hero because of his quirk. That he was a danger and had the makings of being a villain rather than a hero. The one thing he was so determined to be, according to his peers, was one thing he could never be. It was easy for the lot of them to say when they had much more heroic quirks that could make their climb to heroism much easier than his. But after his fight with Izuku Midoriya at the sport’s event, Shinsou was more determined than ever to make sure he became a hero.

The general negative attitude towards he and his quirk had lessened since then, but hadn’t ceased to exist. There were still a couple of other students who always thought it was an opportune time to ask him how the League of Villains were, if he’d picked his villain name, and so on. None of this was new to him, and Shinsou had basically come to blur it out of his mind. At one point it had bothered him, had really almost made the indigo haired boy lean into the idea of being a villain. After all, if they wanted him to be one so bad, then who was he to deny them that privilege? It’d been his fight with Izuku that had shifted some of Shinsou’s thinking, reigniting a passion to get into the hero course because it was one he deserved to be in. Because he deserved to be a hero. Wanted desperately to be a hero.

Shinsou craned his neck from side to side and rolled sunken eyes. “Yeah man, maybe you’re the one who is telling the League where class 1-A is going to be all the time.” One of the boys who had made it his mission to make Shinsou’s life miserable for the day spoke. He was from the business course, the black haired kid egging him on from the support course. “You’re just as responsible for All Might’s retirement as Bakugou is!” Came the snickering.

His upper lip curled, his attention redirected. “How long did it take you to come up with that one? A couple hours?” How easy it would be to just use his quirk right then and there. Brainwash the assholes who tried to make him the butt of their miserable attempts at insults and jokes. But that was what they wanted. It was what they expected of him because they already had it made up in their minds what type of person he was. Shinsou had been about to continue, but it was the black haired student who shoved his friend.

“Dude, look, there she is!”

“Shit,” the other student exclaimed, taking a step back from Shinsou.

Curious, his eyes followed to where the students were looking. And there you were. Your legs looked like they ran on for miles in the UA uniform, though you weren't any taller or shorter than most of the other girls in the school. It was obvious to anyone that you were new at the school, your uniform still too nicely pressed and wrinkle-free to have been well worn like the rest of theirs were. Shinsou had never seen you before, it was a face and definitely a body he would have remembered. Were you an older student? Had the reason he’d never seen you before been the simplest fact that he hadn’t ever paid attention or felt the need to? Shinsou wracked his brain for where he had seen you before, if at all. But no. He didn’t know you. Yet, the mysterious pull of your aura was something that had drawn in him almost immediately. It wasn’t that your aura was dark, or spoke of evil. It spoke of mystery and misunderstanding, a set of cased emotions he understood very well. Indigo eyes remained fixated on you as you came closer, and he tried to get his heart under control when you looked his way.

Locked eyes with him. Most of the time people who did that with him looked away immediately after. But not you. You...kept your eyes on him until you were standing in front of the trio of boys. Only then you looked around, from the person you assumed was Shinsou Hitoshi, to the other boys you didn’t know. Didn’t care to get to know because their reputations hadn’t proceeded them for any various reasons. “Hi,” you said, head tipped to the side. You introduced yourself, shared your name with them though you were really only speaking to Shinsou. “Am I...interrupting something? I’m supposed to be in the 1-A Hero course but I can’t seem to find the classroom.”

“You? In the hero course? We know...” the black haired kid started out, and your eyebrows pulled together as he fumbled his words. “We know what your quirk is! No wonder you’re looking for him!”

Quirk? Shinsou stood up a little straight, his interest caught (and not because he wanted to feel like he was much taller than you and could defend you if you needed, though he wasn’t sure that was the case here) as you rolled your eyes. Not everyone got their quirk villainized right off the bat. That was a trophy that only Shinsou had held for some time.

“Then, if you know how bad my quirk is,” you continued, arms crossed, hip jutted out, seething attitude. “Wouldn’t it be smart to not catch lip with me?”

Shinsou thought he was in love.

The other two boys grimaced, looked you up and down with disdain. “Not our business to help the freaks. Ask the only other freak here in the school to help you get around.” They looked at Shinsou, their grimaces only growing. You narrowed your eyes at them. Shinsou stared at you.

With one last hateful look, the two boys split and left you and Shinsou alone. He didn’t know how words worked anymore. There wasn’t a thought in Shinsou’s head that made coherent sense and suddenly he felt very out of his league. You, however, played it as cool as a cucumber. Confident and seemingly dangerous? The sea of mystery surrounded you still as you turned back to look at him. From the get go you thought he had the prettiest lilac eyes you had ever seen. But that wasn’t the reason Aizawa Sensei had told you to keep an eye out for Shinsou Hitoshi, no. Easy on the eyes was your own assessment. Aizawa Sensei had told you about Shinsou for the reason that you shared a similar quirk. That people looked down on you for something you hadn’t even been able to pick. And while you could give off that air of confidence and nonchalance, it was terrifying to be in a new school, in a new country, where your reputation did proceed you and people had already started rumors about what type of person they thought you were. From what Aizawa had told you...Shinsou was someone that you could lean into for support like that.

Rough around the edges, not someone who was the easiest to talk to...in Aizawa’s own words...but someone who would understand what you’d been through. And while you wanted to play it cool, you were terrified of being in a place so foreign where you were out of your depth with people who had known each other for so long already.

You turned your gaze to Shinsou, who stared at you still. “Freaks, huh?” You swallowed back any sound of uncertainty or doubt.

“Freaks.” Shinsou said, crooked smile softening his hard glare. “Let me guess, Aizawa sent you to come find me to give you a grand old tour.” His voice was dry, grating.

“Something like that. More along the lines of make sure Hitoshi doesn’t get bullied by people and just take it.” You lifted a brow, hoping he’d take the joke you’d just made as that: a joke.

His eyes narrowed, and you were sure you’d misstepped in assuming he’d think it was funny. You braced yourself from snarky comment, but he only looked you up and down, his tongue tucked into the corner of his mouth like he was deep in thought. And to be honest, he was. Here you’d come with a trumpet horn of an announcement by the two punks who’d scampered off. Apparently, Aizawa thought he had something to gain by knowing you and vice versa. You weren’t afraid of him, or of speaking to him at that matter, and it was a sense of relief Shinsou didn’t know he’d gone his entire school career without. It only made him more curious about what quirk you were hiding, but he figured that wasn’t exactly introductory protocol. He let out a low breath through his nostrils, tipping a head of thick indigo hair towards the classrooms.

What Shinsou wouldn’t admit was that you’d had him enraptured so easily. Maybe your quirk was just like his, only better. He felt brainwashed, enthralled by the mystery that was you and all he didn’t know about you. When Aizawa would ask him about it later, he’d deny any interest in you outside of fleeting curiosity. It’d be an answer that would earn him a sidelong glance from his mentor, but it’d be one that he’d insist was true. So he looked you up and down once more, did his best to hide his blush. “Well then, freak, come on.” The books he had in his hands rested against his hip, and you had to admit he looked rather...handsome. If handsome was something a teenager could think about another teenager without being too vulgar. “Class 1-A is going to have a field day with you. Get ready, all they want to do is make friends.”

The way you crinkled your nose, and the way he couldn’t help but do the same told him all he needed to know about the relationship that was bound to bloom between you.

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squishytenya · 4 years

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Hi! Could I request sfw and nsfw headcanons for shinsou with a plus size s/o? Thank you so much!!

Can do my darling thank you so much for requesting

Shinsou Hitoshi x Plus Size!Reader Headcanons

Sfw:

I feel like shinsou couldn't really care less about the body type of the person he's dating

Like, he enjoys all body types don't get me wrong

I just think he'd like someone a little softer around the edges if you get me

Lives for cuddles genuinely, will lay in between your legs and rest his head on your tummy with your hands taking through his hair

Hypes up whatever your wearing but is very subtle about it

Little mutters of 'you look nice' when you wear something he thinks looks good

Very good at reading people so immediately knows if you're feeling bad about your body

(Which you shouldn't cause I guarantee you look amazing 👏)

Poking at your thighs? Well now his big hands are squeezing them, telling you how nice they are

Complain about your stretch marks? You bet your ass hes gonna kiss every single one the next time he gets a chance

He will not allow you to feel bad about yourself!

Absolutely dies whenever you wear shorts though

Deliberately takes you to beaches and swimming pools just so he gets to see you in a swimming costume

Let 👏 him 👏 squish 👏 your 👏 cheeks

Oh my god when he takes you to a cat cafe (cause we know that will happen at least once) and the cats curl up on your soft form it isnt physically possible for him to be more in love with you

Constantly has a hand on at least some part of your body

If you're sitting down it's your thigh, if you're walking around it's your waist, if you're giving him a hug it is almost definitely your ass

Which leads me to

N*sfw:

If you can't tell he is an ass/thighs man

Suffocate him with your thighs, do it, it's what he deserves

Whatever you guys end up doing his face will be between your legs at some point

Wants you to tug his hair whole he does this

Hickeys all over your thighs and chest as far as he's concerned you just have more to mark up

Possive as fuck let's be real, your neck is getting the same treatment

'Kitty' oop-

Will probably spank you both in and out of activities because he likes seeing your reaction

And because he thinks your ass moves nicely when he does it

If you let him he will spend hours just grabbing and touching you up he is that obsessed

Likes to fuck your thighs once again very on brand for shinsou

Loves seeing your chubby cheeks bulge around his dick more than he'd ever admit

All around a massive hornball for you and your bomb figure but I don't think you're complaining much

Oop got a bit carried away with that last part damn Shinsou is a freaky one but always I treating to write about. Thank you again for requesting darling have a lovely day.

#shinsou hitoshi #shinsou hitoshi x reader #hitoshi shinsou x reader #shinshou hitoshi headcanons #hitoshi shinso x reader #shinsou hitoshi smut #bnha x reader #bnha headcanons #bnha reactions

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theyscreamjade · 3 years

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Hitoshi Shinsou

Masterlist

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Fluff: 🤍 Smut: 🖤 Angst: 💙 Crack: 💛

Author’s Favorite: ✨

Never Judge By Looks

A Headcannon with a scary-looking S/O who’s actually Chaotic and Funny. 🤍💛

Alternative S/O

What would it be like to have an alternative S/O with Shinso, Izuku, Bakugo and Shoto. 🤍

Double Whammy

A headcannon of Bakuhoe, Toshi, Todoroni and Kiripima with a Fem!S/O who was blessed a bit too much. 🖤🤍

Woah

A Headcanon for Midoriya, Bakugo, Todoroki & Shinso when they see their Fem Reader with and without makeup? 🤍

Samwiches 2

Ever wondered what it’ll be like when you do the nasty with Denki,Iida and Shinsou? 🖤

Christmas Dreams

You help Eri discover the true meaning of Christmas 🤍✨

Southern Bell

Something about those fried foods just make these boys melt like the butter on mashed potatoes. 🤍

The Most Wonderful Time Of The Year

Winter has its many fallbacks and benefits, more benefits though.

Melanin Goddess

South African s/o who has people saying some annoying comments to her just bc she's from Africa. 💙🤍

Family Drama

(originally a request.) common black folk issues. 💛

Babies!

seeing their black gf tend to her baby relative as she constantly coos at how beautiful her skin and hair is, kissing her cheeks, and being maternal 🤍✨

All Thighs Matter

an s/o that drops everything for them the minute they lay on her lap 🤍 ✨

Asexuality

an ace!s/o 🤍✨

#bnha hitoshi #hitoshi shinso x reader #bnha shinso x reader #shinso headcanons #bnha shinsou #shinshou x reader

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theanimesideblog · 4 years

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Hello, Can I request headcanon for Todoroki, Shinsou and Midoriya who is dating Aizawa's daughter?🤔👋

Todoroki, Shinsou, Midoriya x Aizawa’s daughter!Reader: Teacher’s Favorite

TW: protective Aizawa

A/N: Aizawa’s daughter uses her mother’s name because Aizawa wanted to keep his private life private

Todoroki

He suspected you were secretly Aizawa’s kid based on the way you moved

You had your mother’s quirk, but you still moved like your dad and used capture weapon

He also noticed how Aizawa watched you and how quickly you used his advice

He asked you one day and you laughed

“Yeah??? You didn’t know??”

“I have never heard you call him father so-”

“Yeah, he’s my sensei in school.”

When you two started dating, it was awkward

You didn't mind!! The two most important men in your life were really getting to know each other

But Todoroki and Aizawa felt odd

Todoroki felt like he was creeping in on Aizawa’s personal life whenever he came over your house

Aizawa felt the same, but he also knew Todoroki would respect his privacy

“If you hurt my daughter, I will put you through training hell. Understood?”

“Understood. I never want to hurt your daughter.”

Shinsou

He knew you were in class A, but that’s it

When Aizawa took Shinsou under his wing, he saw you a lot

Aizawa would have you help sometimes since you also used a capture weapon

You two sparked a friendship rather fast

It made Aizawa happy to see the two of you together as such good friends

But when it turned romantic, he was shook

“When did THIS happen?”

“Dad, we spend almost everyday together.”

“And you spend almost everyday with Mineta, but you hate him.”

“NOT THE SAME.”

Aizawa knows he can’t stop you two and he sees how happy Shinsou makes you

Shinsou actually comes to Aizawa

“Sensei, I promise to never hurt your daughter. I love her very much. I will take care of her, I promise.”

“Thank you for coming to me about this. She doesn't need anyone to take care of her, though.”

“Oh, I know. She’s like ten times stronger than me. She could definitely beat me up.”

He does like seeing you two together because he knows Shinsou is true to his word

He is especially happy with he sees Shinsou use his capture weapon to fling Mineta after Mineta said something gross to you

Midoriya

He wasn’t surprised

After all, he thought that Aizawa was your mentor, like All Might was his, based on your capture weapon and your moves

He gets really flustered around Aizawa

He thinks Aizawa might hate him for dating his daughter

He won’t even hold your hand if Aizawa is watching you two

But Aizawa notices how happy he makes you

He also knows that Midoriya is too shy to do anything Aizawa would not approve of

“Listen here, problem child, you better not hurt my daughter or push her into any of your dumb plans, got it? She’s a good kid.”

“O-of course, Sensei!! I promise to treat her l-like a queen.”

When he came over for dinner, Midoriya was FREAKING OUT!

“What if I mess up? He’ll never let us see each other and-”

“Midoriya, just treat me like you normally do. He knows you have a good heart.”

Your mom finds him so cute

“THIS is the kid you're afraid might get our daughter involved in trouble?”

“Don’t be fooled. He schemes.”

“I PROMISE TO KEEP HER SAFE!”

*cue your mother bursting into laughter*

He ends up watching Midoriya a little closer since he is still worried about Midoriya

Babey boy puts all those fears to rest

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seriously-really-soft · 4 years

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Shinso with a fat s/o

a/n: i just love this man so much and i want to tuck him to sleep in comfy blankets and give him loving forehead kisses and tell him how wonderful he is is that too much to ask for.

HE’S YOUR NUMBER ONE SUPPORTIVE BOYFRIEND/HUSBAND!!!! I feel like he would definitely empathize with fears of rejection, of feeling like you can’t be yourself, like who you are is something that you should be ashamed of. He’s there to let you know that who you are is a wonderful person and that you have always been worthy of respect and care. Shinso would absolutely be a major supporter in your journey towards loving yourself - he’d be adamant about talking to yourself kindly and he’s always super gentle with helping you reframe your thoughts. He encourages you to be open at your own pace, like, he wants to be able to support you through the self deprecating thoughts but there’s never any pressure to do or say something you’re not comfortable with.

I feel like he’s more likely to do this when there aren’t a lot of people around, but he would definitely tell you how cute your body is if you ever start to doubt how beautiful you are. He thinks your tummy is super pretty and that your overall softness is elegant as h*ck. There is something truly lovely about the way your cute tummy droops and the way your arms look full, Shinso is always in awe of how beautiful all of you is. The hair, the cellulite, the stretch marks, the acne and/or keratosis pilaris and any other skin conditions interact on your body like art and he can’t help but feel absolutely bewitched by all that you are. You are wonderful inside and out, there is art on your skin that is changing and that will bloom upon you all your life - how can that not be beautiful??? He thinks beauty standards are bullshit when they’re not inclusive of you and that it’s a crime that you were ever made to feel like you’re not absolutely breathtaking.

His heart gets so soft at the sight of your face when you’re sleepy, just the sight of you gently dozing off and the sound of your speech turning to mush as you try to stay awake for just a little longer gives him so much serotonin he just wants to mush his cheek against yours and cuddle you till you never doubt how wonderful you are ever again.

And those times where you get so excited and jiggle that much more??? It fills him with so much joy because it’s such an open declaration of how happy you are and there is little in this world that is more precious to him than your joy. He is a hundred percent there to support you as you learn to mend your relationship with food, with your body, with the world. He will definitely share food with you by holding a spoonful towards you or - if it’s something eaten by hand - he’ll just casually bring it to your lips with this look in his eyes as if to ask if you want it and oh my gosh imagine inventing love like that. He does it because a) it’s his way of loving you and b) it’s also a good way to let you know how deserving you are to be loved and have your emotional and physical needs met. He puts so much heart into making you feel loved because you deserve nothing less than that

(ugh speaking about eating things by hand imagine Shinso feeding you tandoori naan or paratha or something when you’re all sleepy from being up for sehri/suhoor - this thought has made me so soft oh my gosh just imagine how peaceful and loving that would be)

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jaideite · 4 years

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I loved the headcanon you did with Bakugo and Midoriya reacting to their so chooping off their hair. Todoroki and shinso ( idk if there is a "u" in the name ir nah)

Omg hahaha I’m so glad you liked it :))

no theres no ‘U’ in hitoshi’s last name, but i know some people put it even tho it’s not supposed to be there lol. it’s like how sometimes people put u in Shoto’s name I know I do sometimes when there literally isn’t one oop

TODOROKI AND SHINSO WITH A S/O WHO CUTS ANS DYES THEIR HAIR

SHOTO TODOROKI

— you have always loved your boyfriends hair

— it’s so pretty and unique and super satisfying to look at

— you like mixing the colors and then rearranging them so they’re even

— it’s relaxing for him as well because he enjoys your fingers running through his scalp

— he loves it

— and you too

— you’ve always complimented him for it

— “You probably get tired of me saying this, but I love your hair.”

— “I’ll never get tired of hearing you say that, y/n. Trust me.”

— he doesn’t mind because it helps lull him to sleep

— which annoys you because he’s like a dead body mixed in with a koala when he sleeps

— sometimes the tables get turned and he raked his fingers through your long hair

— he loves you and your hair so much

— it’s so therapeutic for him and it helps calm him down when he’s on the verge of a panic attack or having a nightmare oops lol

— so it’s safe to say the whole class is shook when his face eyes go wide and his mouth opens slightly

— half of them freak out when he says

— “...what the hell...”

— even your shook cause you’ve never heard him curse before

— “I think she broke him.”

— “Shut up Kaminari.”

— you laugh and twirl a little lock of hair “I...wanted to do something a little different, ya know?”

— “Uh...”

— “Do you like it?”

— he just reaches out and fiddles with a lock and lets a soft smile put

— “I don’t mind it.”

— he’s a little sad to see your hair go, but he doesn’t really think about it too much

— he can still run his fingers through it and that’s enough for him

— so he just plays it off as not bothered

— bUT then you know apparently his approval was some kind of affirmative for you so two days later

— you come in with some cruela de vil hair like him

— except yours is black and whatever favorite hair color you like

— and he’s just

— cOnfLiCtEd

— y/n how could you do this??

— w-w-is something wrong??

— is someone picking on you???

— cause he knows people he’ll have a hit man ready lickity split

— who hurt you lmaooo

— but your just like

— “Wha—no Sho, please don’t kill anyone. I just...kinda thought it would look cute if we had something else in common.”

— “But were dating.”

— “Shoto—“

— “Y/N I’m not understanding.”

— “Oh uh—“

— “And Kaminari told me when girls change their hair it means that they are going through something. Is something wrong? Did I do something?”

— your just like 🥺 because he’s so cUTE AND CARING hOW AND WHY IS HE DATING YOU ???¿?

— but lmaooo he’s low key kinda panicking he doesn’t want you to leave him

— “First off...baby...never believe anything Kaminari says to you about relationships...and second, thank you for worrying, but nothings wrong, trust me! I love you and I wanted to change my hair because I felt I needed a change, ya know?”

— once you finally break it down to him he just still confused

— but kind of gets it

— “So...you changed your hair so you could match mine?”

— “Yeah! You know, Half n Half...Half n half? Get it?”

— this poor boy is just all kinds of slow so you just gotta bear with it

— he doesn’t get the joke until he wakes up abruptly the middle of a bomb good nights sleep and goes “Ohhhhh.” And then flops back down to sleep.

— it doesn’t matter tho

— he can still run his fingers through it and bury his nose in it so that’s ok

H I T O S H I S H I N S O ( U )

— lol ok so I don’t really uhm know how to do shinso but ima base him off Aizawa so ✌🏽

— he doesn’t really care lol

— well to a certain degree

— he’s gonna say it straight

— you walked in expecting something positive from him like a little smirk and a little “look at you”

— pfft no

— he just

— “What the heck is going on with you?”

— “What, you don’t like?”

— he just stands up and fiddles with a lock of your what was once long hair and then places a hand on the back of his head

— “It’s not bad. It could have been a little longer.”

— “Wow. Just wow.”

— “At least it doesn’t look like absolute trash?” He offers with that straight smile of his

— “Thats not helping your situation here.” You deadpan

— he shrugs and you just wave him off and continue on with your day

— and everything is just peaceful

— you guys are just relaxed

— until one day you just casually walk in with platinum white hair and sit

— he stares at you like you are crazy and you wave, blowing him a kiss as class starts

— all throughout class he’s just sneaking glances at you

— once it’s over your packing your back and he just walks over and stares at you

— “Y/N, what the fuck?”

— “What?!”

— “You know this is gonna be like this for a while right?”

— “I wouldn’t have gotten it if I didn’t.”

— there’s a staring contest between you too that looks suspiciously like the diddy stare down meme until finally he just sighs at you

— and it’s one of those long ass sighs where he took a big breath of air too and you just

— “So do you like it?”

— he perks up at that and stares at you

— “At least you didn’t go with some bright ass color like yellow.”

— you scrunch your nose up “Like that Class 1-A guy with the zig zag in his hair?”

— “Dont mention him. I’m getting a migraine just thinking about him.”

— “Awe I think he really likes you.”

— “Please no.”

— “I think a lot of colored haired people like you, Hito.”

— he just looks up at you

— “Theres only one colored haired person I like, and she’s standing right in front of me.”

— “Awe. Thank you.”

— you reach up and give him a kiss. “And there’s only one tired looking wild haired boy I like too.”

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #boku no hero headcanons #boku no hero imagines #my hero academia headcanons #my hero academia imagines #mha todoroki #todoroki x reader #bnha todoroki #todoroki shoto #bnha shinsou #mha shinsou #hitoshi shinso x reader #todoroki shoto x reader #shinsou headcanons #shinshou hitoshi

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arigatouiris · 4 years

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the tinder date // shinshou hitoshi

Author’s Note: I am in LOVE with @myherowritings ‘You Suck at Gaming’ so I wanted to do something in appreciation, albeit a bit differently! So, this happened to me irl haha so I wanted to write about it~ I turned the real guy into Shinsou so that no one would know hahahaha I’m such a creep oh my god

Word count: 3046

Pairing: Modern! Shinsou Hitoshi x Reader

Warnings: fluff, humor, smau

❝

You never really wanted to use Tinder to meet new people, but ever since a terrible breakup, your friends, your classmates, your goddamn mind told you that you needed a push and maybe, just maybe, Tinder might do good.

You weren’t a fan of the idea of meeting people using an app, which honestly, came across the same as buying groceries where some things were available and some things weren’t—you believed you couldn’t do that with people, and you believed with all your heart that people weren’t meant to be either swiped right on or swiped left on. Your heart was already weak as it was, and there was no way you were ready to emotionally invest in something real; at least for the time being.

So that lonely Friday night, you downloaded the app, created your profile, chose the perfect bio after 14 attempts at writing something about yourself, each time forgetting a vital piece of information. You didn’t start swiping right away, something about the process scared you—but there you were, mentally preparing yourself, telling yourself that it was okay, you were going to meet people on these dates and maybe, the app might be good for you, after all.

You have heard success stories of people meeting via Tinder and having a great relationship and all that; some even find their best friends on the app, which is weird despite the social stigma attached to an app like Tinder. Some of your friends even know people who have gotten married and that’s the tea. You were not ready for either of those, maybe you’d get some coffee with a cute chap and maybe, just maybe, hold hands.

Alright, fine, make out or whatever.

But the prospect felt so wrong, you didn’t know what you would do if he turned out to be a creep. So, bucking it all up, swallowing your pride or what was left of it, you started to look at the men Tinder presented to you.

The very first picture was of a boy whose face revolted you—and if you thought that sounded rude, wait until you start complaining about the grapes he had for hair.

The second boy was decent, but you were not going for decent on this app. You wanted something written on the bio—something that they were willing to communicate with, something you could identify with, something you can vibe with; and if you didn’t find anything like that, despite how cute the guy can be, you are swiping left on that ass.

It was after what felt like a thousand left swipes did you find someone a least bit attractive. But, you blinked—there was an odd feature under his profile; it was marked blue with a star.

Immediately opening WhatsApp, you texted your friend, Ochako, asking her what it was. Ochako being Ochako instantly called you.

“Someone super liked you in less than an hour!?”

What in the world was a ‘super like’?

“Ocha-chan, what’s a ‘super like?’” You rubbed your eyeball as you continued, “And what does it have to do with the fact that I’ve been on this app for less than an hour—”

“Most super likes are usually done by creeps,” Uraraka didn’t hold back, “But sometimes, if someone really finds you attractive or interesting, you get a super like from a very decent guy. I heard one of my classmate’s brother’s friends met his boyfriend via the ‘super like’ feature!”

“Y-Yeah, I’m not... I’m not looking for—”

“It just means that whoever this person is, finds you interesting! So go through his profile and let me know what you think!”

You ended the call right then before going back on the app, finding his profile still open. You wouldn’t lie, he was very attractive—not in the way most people would flaunt over, but you couldn’t take your eyes off him. There was something about the way he was lazily smiling at the camera, or how the light fell on his lavender hair, or how he looked so unapologetically as himself. You then went on to read his bio.

If you matched not to start a conversation, then don’t swipe right. Being left alone is easy.

It wasn’t all of the bio but this part of the bio somehow stuck to you. It was incredibly honest—and wasn’t the usual ‘interested in trekking’ or fancy words like ‘selenophile’ (words that you had to google basically). You noticed that in one of his pictures, he had a tattoo—of a particular animal but it was so minimalistic you could barely recognize it from the odd angle in the picture.

You swiped right and the pop up appeared ‘It’s a Match!’. Your heart skipped a beat for god knows what and you gulped, wondering what would come next. You didn’t even hold back before looking at the new chat screen. You gulped before shutting your phone and lying back on your bed, wondering what the ideal time to send him a message would be.

Swallowing your leftover pride, you opened the chat once more and went ahead with, “Please don’t mind my stalker tendencies, but what is that tattoo on your hand?” You wanted to clarify some more that you were not a stalker, but held back.

You closed the app and felt your stomach grumble. This was the start of something—you were sure of that much, but you weren’t sure of what. And this person, Hitoshi, whose last name you did not know, seemed very interesting.

The next morning, you woke up to a Tinder notification. Your stomach flipped as the purple-haired boy’s face was your first thought and you instantly opened the message where he had explained that it was a tattoo of his cat.

Your heart melted at this gesture but you reminded yourself that you didn’t even know this person and there was no use feeling warm over one sentence. But, what came next sent your heart on overdrive.

Your eyes widened as you read the messages one by one,

You closed the app and almost screamed, but held yourself back; you figured this was a bad idea because the sound really needed to come out of you and you squealed like a dying animal just seconds after. You needed to tell someone this, but before that, you had to reply to that. You opened the app again with trembling fingers before figuring out what could be the most appropriate response to something like that.

Haha; No, that’s too lame.

You’re so funny!; No fucking way!

Ughh, what do I say? What do I say?! You had reached a slump. You had no words. So, you did what you do best—you went with your gut.

You slapped yourself in the forehead. There was no way you were going to live past this one—

You chuckled. He’s funny. You quickly were about to type a response before he added, “Just wanted to have a good conversation with someone new. Not intending on using this app to fornicate like lonely bunnies.”

You stared at the message before feeling a soft smile crawl on to your features. You felt the same, but this wasn’t supposed to happen, right? You weren’t supposed to agree with whatever a random Tinder match was saying, right? It wasn’t supposed to be this easy.

You replied, Same. Intending on great conversations because somehow, that’s taken the backseat these days.

No one really talks anymore, you thought before waiting for his reply. You didn’t know where this conversation would go, really, but you were intending on finding out. You never really chatted with anyone on Tinder before but you were curious as to why he super-liked you, and what this person had in store for you. It was strange, but you enjoyed this feeling. It wasn’t a crush, it had no expectations attached to it—yet, there was a fresh excitement bubbling in your stomach at the mere thought of some stranger talking to you.

You and Hitoshi kept chatting during random points of the day. You’d be cooking for yourself (since it was a weekend), or you’d be taking a dump or you’d try to take a nap—and a simple ping would send your heart to the skies. You didn’t know him for that long, it had been less than a whole day since you two matched, but somehow, talking to him about random things really helped keep your spirits high. You felt genuinely happy—and the excitement kept you going.

You stared at the conversation and wondered why it wasn’t as easy with people you really did know in life. You wondered why people didn’t have time for conversation unless it’s a stranger—isn’t that the entire point of it all? To talk, to spread joy, to ponder on life’s meaninglessness together?

You blinked. Boarding a flight? To where? You wanted to ask, but you really didn’t want to come across as some prying clingy individual. You were curious though.

Oh! Where to?

You hoped that the message sounded less inquisitive and more cheerful for god knows what reason.

Going to Reykjavik for a week. Always wanted to see the lights.

He’s going to... ICELAND?! You felt strangely excited and disappointed, but the fact that he had no obligation to meet you stung.

However—

Your heart shot to the skies. You wanted to respond immediately, but you held back. Clearing your throat, you replied earnestly.

Sure. Looking forward to it!

And that was that.

You never knew how well you could jump to overthinking, especially when it came to strangers. You knew Hitoshi (whatever his last name was) was in Iceland right now, and that only meant that considering the time differences, there would be little to no text messages.

What you didn’t understand was why you got no notifications in three days. A suspicious thing, because Tinder usually throws a thousand notifications at you especially when you don’t want to check them. So, being the inquisitive little cat that you are, you opened the app. Only to find that your account on Tinder is banned.

“What...” You blinked a couple of times before closing the app and opening it again, “What the fuck!?”

You didn’t know what to do at this point. How could it have been banned? There were no ill comments, no ugly or obscene photographs of you from your end, then why did Tinder ban your account?

You went through the community guidelines and found nothing. Your heart was breaking—Hitoshi must have thought you unmatched him (Ochaco once told you that if you unmatch someone’s profile, they won’t see your chats anymore). You couldn’t even log in, you couldn’t even let him know that it was Tinder cockblocking you and not you being an idiot. Oh, god, why!? You screamed into your pillow, wondering how this could have happened before calling Ochako to help calm you down.

“How the hell can they ban you?” She asked, causing you to roll your eyes.

“If I knew that then I would have done something else, Ocha-chan!”

“Okay, okay. So let’s do this. Find him on Facebook and send him a message saying Tinder banned you. It has to be a bug from their end. I’ve read that it happens to a lot of random profiles.”

You blinked. Really? Or was she simply just trying to pacify you? You didn’t care, you needed the pacifying.

“But, I don’t know his surname...”

“(y/n)-chan,” Ochako took a deep breath, “You spoke to him for two days and you didn’t take his surname!?”

You undermined yourself pretty hard in the past, but right now, it had reached the pinnacle of it all. You felt low, you had lost the prospect of not only great conversations but a cute boy who even asked you out.

“Try finding him on LinkedIn.” Ochako said, and you blinked.

“LinkedIn?”

You could practically hear her nod, “Yeah. Just type in his workplace or education, whatever you remember from the Tinder app, and his first name. It should show you a result that matches.”

You couldn’t wait to try. You opened your laptop, while Ochako was on call, and did exactly as she told you. You typed in ‘Hitoshi’ and then his workplace, some gaming studio—for the life of you you couldn’t pronounce it, and your eyes widened. The first result was ‘Shinsou Hitoshi’.

“Oh my God,” You gasped, “I found him!”

Ochako giggled, “Is it really him?”

“I’d really not mistake that face anywhere, Ocha-chan! You’re a genius!”

“Of course,” She said, giggling, “Send him a message then!”

Doubt said hello a second after, “But what if he thinks I’m some stalker?”

“Tell him your account got banned. Just be honest. He might even appreciate the effort.”

You weren’t too sure about that, actually. Your hand ghosted over his profile before attempting to send a message; but, apparently, LinkedIn wouldn’t let you send a message to someone new—someone you didn’t already have any connections with. When you mentioned this to Ochako, you wondered if you were the stalker or if she was.

“He’s on Facebook, (y/n)-chan. Just go for it!”

You gulped before opening Facebook, wondering all the while if this was entirely normal for anyone to do for a Tinder date, before typing in his name. It was the same picture he had put of himself on Tinder, and you gulped, unsure of what to send. Again, you did what you do best—went with your gut.

Hey! This is (y/n), from Tinder. So long story short, my account got banned and idek why. I just wanted to let you know that I didn’t unmatch/ghost you. I didn’t want to leave you hanging so I turned into an interim stalker to let know you this. Is there any way we can contact each other besides Tinder?

You breathed slowly, as slowly as you possibly could. You could feel a weird numbness asphyxiating you, unaware of how to proceed or what would happen next. You shut your eyes and released a breath, before falling back on the bed.

“What’s wrong?” You could hear the worry in Ochako’s voice.

“I don’t know...” Nothing made sense anymore.

Did you like Shinsou? You weren’t sure—but what you were sure of was how little you knew him. Was that enough? Was the fact that you had never met come into play here? Just because the conversation was easy? Or was it merely the idea of meeting someone through a dating app? You couldn’t like him. Maybe, it was a crush.

But, can you have a crush on someone you didn’t even know?

You heard a ping and you felt that familiar stomach flipping sensation you knew so well in school. You never realized how much that feeling was missed ever since you grew up.

You were quite practically rolling and squealing at the same time. Ochako joined you, not knowing what the reply was but she was merely just happy for you.

“He replied!”

“In like ten minutes! So fast!”

You didn’t know how he could reply, considering the time difference and everything, but that didn’t matter. He had given you his number, and you were going to text him and that was that.

“So, should I text him now?”

Ochako hummed, “Not now. Wait till the morning.”

So, you waited until the next morning. As soon as you woke up, you remembered the details Ochako had given you and you carefully composed a message in your head. Saving the number into your contacts, you tried to send him a message—but it failed.

Heh? You thought before trying again, with each attempt failing each time. You felt nervous, wondering if something was wrong with your phone, before realizing you were late for work.

Ugh, you thought before sending him another message, not bothered to tell Ochako about this.

Hey, so I can’t seem to send you a message, why don’t you ping me instead? It’s xy-xyx-xxxxx.

As soon as you reached work, you forgot entirely that you had even sent him that message. For some reason, your manager seemed to know you had other things in your mind and was intending on squeezing the life out of you. You had never worked so hard in the entirety of your life but that Thursday, you felt God’s wrath. After 9 hours of painful clock time, you began to head home, feeling incredibly tired and done with everything there was about adulthood.

You checked your phone for the first time in 9 hours and your heart skipped a beat. Shinsou had sent you two messages, one on Facebook—

—and one on WhatsApp.

You freaked before replying to him, apologizing for the wait—apologizing internally a thousand times; and wondered if you’d get a response real quick. Judging from where you were, you realized you needed to get home first.

As soon as you reached home, you threw your bag on the bed and checked your phone again—nothing. You sighed before getting some food, constantly looking over at your phone, wondering what had gotten into you, wondering if you were the only one flipping over a Tinder date like this. You were sure Shinsou wouldn’t be responding the same way; he was in Iceland, he probably wasn’t even thinking of you! And yet, here you were, thinking about him all through your day.

You felt strangely pathetic. Were you so lonely that you couldn’t live without this minor excitement that a random stranger was giving you? It felt so odd.

You spent the next two days, not texting him. You wondered if you were intentionally ghosting him, but he hadn’t texted you either. You felt low, being proven that he had better things to do, but you had gotten your answer. Serves you right that you were excited over someone you didn’t even know. Serves you right for jumping over your head for a Tinder match.

You sighed before hearing the familiar ‘ping’ of your phone.

You smiled a bit, feeling the sides of your cheek hurt.

Sure, but won’t you be tired?

It was a second later did Shinsou reply to that. You stared as the conversation rolled on, before knowing for a fact that you weren’t meeting him tomorrow. Maybe on Tuesday? You thought, giving yourself the benefit of the doubt.

His message only proved that he did want to see you. So, that means, you weren’t the only one wanting to see the other person. This being clarified to you made it easier for you to accept your obsession over the purple-haired male, but you had to restrain yourself.

When Tuesday morning rolled by, you were very close to giving up. You texted Ochako all day, asking her if he had given up interest in you or if you were annoying or clingy or desperate and she assured you that you were neither of those things. She told you that you were overthinking, that Shinsou was probably busy, he went back to work after Iceland, so maybe he had a lot to catch up on.

You didn’t know when you took a blow to your confidence, but you had and it bothered you. You wondered if it was alright to test everything on one random Tinder match, but you sighed, giving up the entire thought process. You raged inside your head, but there was very little clarity left. You decided to let the day pass and see if he was going to text you.

He didn’t.

It ran past 12 p.m. You had lunch on your own, staring at your phone the whole time, wondering if he had forgotten even. You felt your energy reduce in intensity before spamming Ochako about what to do.

You couldn’t bear the thought of him losing interest in you, and you didn’t know why. He seemed interested, your conversations were really fun—you had a few things in common and he asked you out twice!

What went wrong? Was he really that busy? Was he bored with you? Was he cat-fishing you?

It was then you saw a message pop in.

Hey, sorry about not texting. I’ve come down with a cold. The date’ll need to wait.

Your heart skipped three beats. You sighed before wondering why you hadn’t thought of the possibility of him being sick. You replied a genuine, ‘take care’, but in your heart—it was as if the universe was saying this wasn’t going to happen. You didn’t bother to see his further replies; you weren’t blaming him for being sick, you were blaming yourself for being so overtly excited by someone you didn’t know.

He’s just a Tinder match, you thought before collapsing on your bed after coming home.

Ochako called you that night, and you revealed to her in detail about what you were feeling.

“What’s wrong?”

You sighed, “I'm lonely. And I'm lonely in some horribly deep way and for a flash of an instant, I can see just how lonely, and how deep this feeling runs. And it scares the shit out of me to be this lonely because it seems catastrophic.”

Ochako was quiet.

“Do you think Tinder was a bad idea?”

You scoffed, “It has to be. It just showed me how lonely I am. That’s what these apps do! They show you how pathetic you are, how lonely you are on the inside and it’s just... It just sucks.”

You don’t remember falling asleep that night. It was a Friday, and you knew what work had in store for you. However, you had nothing on your mind—you forced the thought of Shinsou to the back of your mind before walking into work with a clear head. You worked all day, ate lunch alone, worked again—not checking your phone, not bothered to read or be interested in anything remotely online.

As soon as work was done, from the corner of your eye, you noticed notifications. You shook your head before rushing on home, before realizing you weren’t watching where you were going.

Your office was on an incredibly important street. Sometimes, you met people you never thought you’d meet—schoolmates, enemies from the past, old teachers. You were thankful that you worked in such a location but sometimes, just sometimes, the fact that you worked on such a busy street proved to be a tad bit too... cliche.

You look up and your eyes met with purple locks and wide black eyes, shocked at seeing your form just as shocked as you were seeing his.

“(y/n)?”

You blinked, gasped and stood up straight.

“Did you follow me?”

Shinsou chuckled, “I think this is what they’d call a coincidence.”

Your cheeks suddenly felt warm, and you wondered how in the world he had shown up there before—

—his arm extended forward, a soft smile on his features.

“Can I take you out for coffee then? You can’t imagine how long I’ve been waiting.”

I can’t imagine? You giggled before shaking his hand, I think I can.

❞

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