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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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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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doumadono · 3 months
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It's 3:30 AM on Sinful Sunday and I'm up thinking about how I need to request you write a DOM as FUCK Shinsou with his rope bunny, that he refers to as kitten. Possible mind break? MAYBE quirk play involved (:
Props if he calls them Good Boy and cuddles them at the end <3
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Warnings: aged-up Shinso, dom!Shinso, slight degradation
SINFUL SUNDAY
In the obscure recesses of an exclusive underground club, the atmosphere thickens with an electric tension as Shinsou takes center stage.
The flickering candlelight casts shadows on the dimly lit room, setting the stage for an intimate performance where he will unravel both your body and mind.
"Kitten," he addresses you, his voice a velvety command that resonates through the clandestine space. The air is charged with anticipation as he approaches, a predatory aura surrounding him. "Tonight, you're mine to mold, my canvas for a masterpiece of pleasure."
His quirk, an enigmatic force, dances around the edges of your consciousness, a subtle whisper weaving into the fabric of your thoughts. "Relinquish control, my dear," he suggests, his fingers trailing along your jawline with a tantalizing touch. "Let me guide you through the corridors of ecstasy."
Each knot adorning your body is deliberate, a testament to his expertise in the art of restraint. "You'll find freedom in submission, kitten," he purrs, his eyes locking onto yours, the intensity of his gaze further enhancing the effect of his quirk.
As the ropes tighten, he leans in, lips brushing against your ear. "Feel the power of surrender," he whispers, his words both an invitation and a command. "I'll make you crave the sweet surrender of your will."
You're on a leather sofa, totally bare and open for him. You can't move because of the restraints, and he commanded you to obey. Your instinct kicks in, thanks to his quirk that sown submission in your mind.
His mouth quickly finds its way to your cunny, tirelessly teasing your sensitive clit. He laps, and laps, and laps, his tongue moving skillfully up and down your slit.
Your moans fill the air as you shiver, and two of his fingers begin to sink within your pussy.
Hitoshi gazes up at your face, contorted in pleasure - eyes rolled back, lips parted, and tongue hanging out. You're on the verge of passing out already.
Shinsou gives your wet pussy a few firm slaps. "No," he states sternly, his tone icy. "I want you to watch as I eat your pussy out. If you look away, there will be consequences."
"Y-yes, master," you whimper, your voice barely recognizable, and you're unsure if the words escaped your lips or if they lingered only in your mind.
He resumes nibbling and sucking on your folds, gently nibbling your lips, eliciting moans from you.
In an instant, you go from lying on the sofa to kneeling, hands tied behind your back. Shinso takes you forcefully from behind, your head pressed against the leather cushion.
He gives your ass a firm spanks, occasionally gripping the soft flesh, pulling you closer to his groins by it. His dick reaches deep inside you, and he praises, "That's it, little kitten, you're doing so well, obeying me perfectly."
Suddenly, all you hear in your head is Hitoshi's sweet, sultry voice softly saying, "moan louder," and you comply, sounding somewhat like a distressed bitch in heat. "Shinso! Master! Yes! You're making me feel so divine! Yes, please! Please, degrade me!"
"If you ask so nicely, kitten," he says, giving your ass a firm spank. He thrusts more intensely, his hips pistoning into you as he's reaching under you to slap your clit. "You're my little bitch, a cheap whore, just good in spreading your legs for me, yeah?"
"Yes, master!" you whine through clenched teeth. Your shoulders ache from the uncomfortable position, and you're pretty certain there will be bruises on your wrists from the tight ropes.
Shinsou's dick throbs within you, and he withdraws, his cock adorned with droplets of your runny, white juices. "On your knees, kitten," he commands, and you obediently follow his directive.
The violet-haired man jerks his dick fast, grunting and gasping while spreading your essence all over his lengthy shaft. He slaps your face with his free hand. "Open your fucking mouth."
Once more, you follow his command, finding yourself completely unable to refuse.
With a deep, throaty grunt, he reaches climax, releasing on your face. His semen sprays all over your nose, lips, chin, and forehead, painting your face white. Shinsou hissed, softly tracing the outlines of your lips with his thumb. "What does a good girl say, hmm?"
Softly licking his cum from your lips, you meet his gaze and whisper, "Thank you, master."
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shiggybrainr0t · 8 months
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shinsou who knows he’s not a good boyfriend. he loves you more than anything, anyone- and he thinks he always will. but he’s a bad boyfriend. he’s a pro hero, and you never fault him for that. but that means he constantly misses dates and anniversaries. whenever he comes home to your excited face he can’t help it whenever he’s out as soon as he hits the pillow. he’s not the best at communicating, and seeing you try to keep your composure whenever he does something that makes you angry makes his love for you grow. because even though he’s a horrible boyfriend- you’re the best partner he could ever imagine. when he misses the dinner he promised he’d be home for since you had a new recipe you wanted to try, he found a cat shaped sticky note taped to the table reading “I know you’re probably starving, so I left you a plate in the microwave! <3” whenever he pushes you off of him because he’s too tired too overstimulated too much, you hide the hurt and tell him you understand with a sympathetic smile. when he comes back from a rough day, you’ve seen it all on the news, you welcome him with his comfiest pajamas in your hands and gentle touches. but he sees it wearing you down. he sees the permanent furrow in your brow that was never there before. he sees that you’ve stopped waiting up for him (and even though he told you to it still hurts). he sees that this relationship can’t be saved, no matter how many heart shaped bandages you carefully place on the cracks. but he can’t bring himself to break up with you-even knowing you’ll be happier in the long run.
“babe?”
“yeah toshi-“ you freeze, mind clouded in a thick fog.
“break up with me.”
the hurt that is painted across your face once he releases you from his quirk is something he’ll never forget.
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sixosix · 2 years
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( & ) a mutual [@earthtooz] said ‘write more shinsou!’ and i’m like ‘ok!’ bc i love hitoshi.
( # ) quirk use but for funsies i looove hitoshi’s quirk sm
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“dearest, must we part ways so tragically?”
you scrunch your nose at shinsou, “what the hell are you talking about? the more you talk like that, the more i’m suddenly glad i’m in 1-A…”
shinsou laughs, his voice hoarse and low. it’s been a while since you two have seen each other ever since before the first day at UA, meaning it’s been a while since he’s bothered to speak to anyone. “you love me, don’t be like that.”
he’s leaning closer despite the people watching—knowing him, he’s probably smug to let everyone know that you’re best friends with him. as if the fact that hitoshi is talking to someone with such a bright gleam in his eye isn’t already an astounding news.
then again, shinsou has always been pretty protective. he’s insecure with the thought of anyone stealing you from him because of how people mistreated him—but it’s also because you’re so cute when he says the right things.
“no, i hate you. i will beat your ass in the sports festival, i will be like whatever i want.” you chew on your lunch aggressively. crumbs fall from your mouth and onto the sides of your lips.
shinsou chuckles, rubbing it away with his thumb. “oh?”
in a moment of weakness: “y-yes.”
your eyes fog over. dammit. why do you always fall for that, anyway? once shinsou’s gotten the hang of his quirk, he’ll surely be the most dangerous hero.
shinsou makes the display of tapping his chin thoughtfully, eyes looking straight into yours. “tell me, do you hate me?”
“no. never, hitoshi.”
shinsou looks briefly surprised, blinking. “oh. uh—” for some reason, his cheeks bloom pink and his eyes fail to meet yours. flustered, he lets you escape from his quirk. “that was cute.”
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tired-teacher-blog · 9 months
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Imagine Shinsou calling you "princess" 🤤
Deep voice
So sexy
He grabs your waist to scoot by you while mumbling "sorry, princess..." but you can hear in his deep voice that he's TOTALLY NOT SORRY and he's got a dumb smirk on his face and he blatantly rubs his big bulge against your ass as he shuffles by you and his thick fingers lightly squeeze your waist
- 🐺
Oh he's definitely not sorry 😏
Even though you're unable to see his face, his hot breath, eager touches and pulsating bulge are unmistakable.
The line of soft pecks he carefully places on your nape, lures a shiver down your spine and a moan from between your lips.
You unconsciously roll your hips against the thickness nudging your bum, squealing when he responds with a bite on your delicate skin.
_ "Sorry princess, but I couldn't help myself." he apologizes again, but the deep chuckle following suit proves that he's relishing every second of this.
His hands slip under your shirt, hiking the garment up and squeezing your waist while his shallow thrusts gradually quicken.
His name flows past your lips and your eyes roll back in absolute ecstasy as one of his hands move down to fondle you through your soft panties.
You're close, both of you are, and the inescapable mess that's about to ruin your clothes and bed is the last thing on your minds as you give in to each other.
_ "Hitoshi, please! I'm cumming.."
_ "Me too sweetheart, fuck.."
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ariiluvsyou · 2 years
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scenario where shinsou and reader (fem) were having "fun" then they got caught by aizawa 🤭 [u dont have to write this lol!!] - v
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Authors Note: Hello V!! Omg, thank you for using a sign off your the first person to do that I really hope I see you regularly! Oh! And please feel free to use emoji sign off if you’d like too, \(≧▽≦)/
OFC I’D WRITE THIS FOR YOU! I made it into more of a short fic bc like you said its like a scenario but hope you like it my friend! Also thank you for requesting Shinso, I LOVE Bakugo but I felt kinda bad for him being the only one in my MHA/BNHA masterlist
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|♡| Red Handed |♡|
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Shinso Hitoshi x F!Reader
Description: After a very tiresome meeting with Aizawa, your pro hero boyfriend decided you were the perfect candidate to let off some steam. Not only was he enjoying himself, but he was also getting some much needed revenge by fucking over his mentor’s desk. Too bad Aizawa decided to enter his office at the wrong time. 
Rating: Smut
Disclaimer: Spanking, Light Choking, Exhibitionism,  Degration + Praise, Dirty Talk, Vaginal Sex, Getting Caught Doin The Nasty, Angry Sex
Word Count: 1222
 Links:  Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything, Tag List
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“Fucking slut,” Shinso growled out, his thrusts slapping hard against your ass with every syllable. He was pissed, since becoming a pro hero Aizawa had managed to be up his ass about every mistake for the past month, and it seemed today was the last straw for your boyfriend. 
This is what caused your current position, bent over his boss's desk, clothes haphazardly pulled down just enough so he had access to your aching cunt.  You whimpered, pushing your ass to meet his leaking cockhead halfway, scratching at the dark oak desk from the ecstasy Shinso provoked. 
"Toshi!" You cried when he hit a sensitive spot on your spongey walls, your pussy fluttering around him in a way that made his hips stutter before quickly working back into his rough pace. 
Shinso's hands moved from his place on your back to trail up your sides, making sure to give your breasts a sharp squeeze,  before placing two of his fingers on your pouty red lips. "Open," he commanded, a slight pant in his voice.
You whined once more but decided to obey since he already wasn't in the best of moods. You parted your lips, making sure to swipe your tongue along his fingers as two of his pale appendages into your mouth. 
"Suck 'em, you know what I like," your boyfriend used his other hand to slap your ass, creating another red mark on top of the many finger-print-sized bruises you adorned. Quickly you got to work, swirling your tongue and moaning around his digits. 
"Damn, had to shut you up with my fingers so we don't get caught," he laughed mockingly, although he himself was in no better shape than you. His usually flared-out purple hair was now starting to droop, sweat beading at his forehead as he stared at you with half-lidded eyes and the most adorable scrunch to his eyebrows as he focused on pushing himself as deep as possible in you. Fuck, why did he have to be so pretty?
You couldn't take it anymore, the way his dick stretched you out so deliciously, the way he moaned and grunted, the way he had a tight grip on your ass and tongue. "Toshi, Hitowshi bwaby, so gwood," you moaned, voice muffled by his fingers which were now stroking your tongue, thumb rubbing your cheek from the outside. 
Shinso pulls out of your warm heat till only the tip was left, laughing at the way you cried out. You attempted to rub yourself on him, searching for any type of friction but Shinso was quick to push on your back, your breasts smashing against some very important documents Aizawa had. 
"Look at you wiggle," he teased, watching at your cute little hole squeezed around nothing. "So fucking dirty, crying for my cock on my boss's desk," he paused to moan when you squeezed your cunt around his sensitive cockhead. His hand reached down to spread your lips, watching as he slammed his full length into you. 
"Hitoshi!" You screamed, voice not coming clear since his hand abandoned your drooling mouth and moved to grip on your neck. He squeezed gently, providing a delicious pressure on your throat as he fucked you silly, thrusts so hard they caused ripples on your ass. 
"Mmph, baby fuck! So fucking cute, do whatever I ask huh?" Shinso asked, spanking you once more. Your eyes closed as you let your tongue hand out of your mouth, completely drunk off the feeling your boyfriend provided you. 
"Yeah, that's it, think you deserve a little reward," his hand reached down to rub your clit, messaging small circles in a way that had your toes curling. "Go ahead and cum baby, cum all over his desk. 
There was just something so overwhelmingly hot about fucking on Aizawa's desk, the risk of being caught, the anger behind your boyfriend's movements, how Shinso mixed his degrading with sweet praises, so filthy to the point you couldn't keep quiet anymore despite your weak attempts. Shinso just felt too good, his long fingers lingering on your neck, your ass burning from his heavy hands, him toying with your clit, and of course, his large cock rubbing your sensitive walls in a way only he could.  Within seconds the combination of these aspects had you creaming around Shinso's dick. 
"C-Cumming! 'm cumming, Hitoshi please!" You begged, legs shaking from the intense feeling, surely you would have fallen if it wasn't for the desk beneath you. Your hands reached out to claw at whatever you could, knocking down some items in the process. "Toshi, please cum, wanna feel you so bad." Drool dribbles down your cheek you lean your head down onto the cool surface beneath you, withering in this intense feeling. 
"Fuck, fuck! Why do you have to be so fucking tight—fuck hahh!" Shinso had let go of his grip on your neck and clit, leaving red marks from where his hands had previously been, and used both his hands to grab your waist, pulling you to meet his heavy thrusts.
By now your pussy was sopping wet, a thick creamy ring forming around the base of hm and dripping to his balls. Your pussy fluttered around him, squeezing him tightly almost making it hard to pull out. You always milked him so fucking good. 
"Shit, why do you have to be like this? My perfect slut."
Shinso panted when he finally pumped one final time, reveling in the wet slapping sound that came from it before emptying his balls in your cavern. Even while he was cumming his thrusts never stopped, although now softer and more sparatic. In the end, you two were a mess, Shinso leaving over your body basking in the afterglow. 
It felt so nice, feeling his cum slosh around inside you, his hands petting your head and allowing you to catch your breath. While Shinso could be rough he never failed to treat you like a princess after, you knew when you got home you would be showered in praises, kisses, and massages. 
"You okay honey?" He rasped, humping you against the desk. Your cunt couldn't help but flutter around him despite being exhausted. You turned your head to meet his tired eyes, watching as his once angry face from earlier melted into a pretty smile. 
"'m okay, but what about you baby? You feel better from earlier?" He chuckled at your response, always so attentive was his girlfriend. With a grin plastered on his lips, he placed gentle kisses on your back, his thurst finally halting as he pulled his head back to watch his cum leak out of you and back onto his cock. 
"I'm fucking fantastic."
The intimate moment was halted by loud commotion coming from outside the office, angry stomps trailing down the hallway to the front of the door. 
"They fucking did it again! I swear to god these kids will kill me, they destroyed so much fucking property! In fucking ruins!" The voice of Aizawa growled out, most likely screaming at his assistant before slamming his office door open. 
Shinso was fast to react, quickly pulling out of your warm heat with a hiss before scrambling to pull his pants up and using his body to hide your naked body from the very angry pro hero. 
"Oh my fucking god!" If Shinso thought Aizawa was annoying before, he was in for a real treat. 
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Authors Note: OKAY OKAY YOU CAN IMAGINE THE REST! I think Shinso would attempt to use his quirk to make Aizawa forget this whole fiasco but idk if he’s quick enough (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) Also sorry this is shorter than usual! But I hope you enjoyed anyways <33 Please leave a comment, lemme know what you think! Don’t forget to check out my other works, and requests are currently open!! BYE BYE (ノ*°▽°*)
Links: Masterlist,  Ask Me Anything, Tag List 
Tag List: @katscki​, @libidinous-weeb
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youremy-celebrity · 9 months
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god's favourite [mha smau]
a part of me hated all of you
shinsou hitoshi x fem!reader
part twenty-one: can't wait to fire all of them
series masterlist // part twenty // part twenty-two
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main masterlist
taglist @bakugouswh0r3 @bowloficecubes @moon-is-a-cryptid @rainbow---shoelaces @darlinval @tati-the-fangirl @mysticore @shadowkitty-me @hypernovaxx @happy-nico @nottherealslimshady @softtashoney @mattesatoruuu @nezykoi @blue-violin @i-simp-to-much @pasteldaze @iluv-ace @ohhheymessa @msiti-animations @grinnwolph @xnorthstar3x @buggy-cj @sooouth @frostooo @ynverse @everyonesanimehoe @ahnneyong @qinfeii @shinhoesblog @kiraeas @star-struck01 @spiderlily-w1tch-blog @el-hart @daichisito @loverboyrin @frogindisguise @marsneo @dancing-hillary
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novalite-nova · 9 months
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Date night at Shinsou’s - Cat menace
Heads-up: Age up character, NSFW suggest, cute-humor content. Slight fluff.
MDNI. Do not repost/ if this bothers please ignore and move on.
*Link to TikTok clip that inspired this short. *
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You and Shinsou are bundled up and cuddling on his couch, watching movies at his apartment. This movie date night has been going well like the many dates before. The two of you conversed during dinner to catch up for the events of the past week apart. Then proceeded to spend the last two hours watching movies. You both are currently engrossed in the psychological thriller showing on screen.
When, in the corner of you eye you see Shinsou’s cat, Maru. A blue grey tabby with a white underside that highlights his chin and white socks to match. You haven’t seen him since you entered the apartment but he had made his appearance again after taking nap in Shinsou’s room.
At first, it looked like Maru was carrying one of his rod toys to play with in the living room. He often did this to grab you or Shinsou’s attention to play with him. But on second glance, you notice that what Maru was carrying wasn’t his usual cat toy. Rather it was shorter and jet black.
Turning your full attention on Maru, you see that he’s carrying a black, leather whip by the handle. Ones that are used in BDSM play. Shinsou and you have not made it that far into your relationship to that level of intimacy. So, your face begin to heat up, heartbeat increasing, as your voice stuttering out words.
“Uh… Shi-Shinsou…”
“Hmm…” Shinsou lazily hums back in response.
“I-I think Maru has something that belongs to you….”
Shinsou slowly turns his head, blinking away the drowsiness out of his eyes to focus on Maru. The moment he recognized what Maru had, Shinsou blushed bright red from ear to ear in embarrassment. He shot up from his spot beside you and began chasing Maru around the apartment.
For the next five minutes, you watched Shinsou chase his cat as Maru ran with he whip in his mouth like his life depended on it. All the embarrassment that you had minutes ago melted away and you were forced to stifle your laughter as you watched this chase scene.
Once Shinsou snatched the whip and chased Maru up his cat tree, he rushed back to his room to hide it and slammed the door shut. In awkward silence, Shinsou returned to the couch, you both sat with a gap of space between each other. The both of you had your eyes focused on television while your minds strained for words that would cut the silence.
Until, from the hallway, you hear Maru’s low, bellowing meows as he sits outside Shinsou’s room. It’s filled with sorrow at the lost of his new found toy. Shinsou lowers his head and sharply exhales in anguish.
“Why does he have to be such a freak…” He sighed as he rubbed his eyes in frustration.
Without a single hesitation, you speak up.
“Like father like son.”
Both you and Shinsou burst out laughing, breaking the awkward silence that drowned the apartment.
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ykwrites · 2 years
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Fwb- Hitoshi Shinso x reader
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Pairing: Shinso x reader
Warnings: descriptions of sx, smut.
Rating: NSFW mdni.
MASTERLIST
NOTE: This post is part of my friends with benefits mha series of smaus. (PART1, PART2, PART3, PART4)
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springsmile · 10 months
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over my shoulder
yan. shinso x reader | series masterlist | 18+
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descr: with extreme and debilitating anxiety that has led to your desensitization, you think you're privy to feeling out danger before it strikes you. you're wrong.
<alt text: ( stalker!shinso )>
warnings: non-con, smut, pre-established trauma (r*pe), extreme anxiety/paranoia, victim blaming/shaming, abuse of prescriptions, self harm, suicidal ideation, disassociation, negativity around hospitalization, violent intrusive thoughts, kidnapping, murder, specific reader characterizations, manipulation, anorexia/bulimia allusions
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note 01: sooo this is largely based upon my own trauma and mental framework. it's a really really dark depiction. it might dampen your mood, but i promise it's a good read :) ! please make sure to examine the warning tags closely.
02**: reader's quirk is enhanced senses. upon activation, emotions and sensations are pretty much exacerbated. reader never learns how to channel or control it to its full potential, only to turn it on and off.
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˗ˋˏ CHAPTER LIST ˎˊ˗
01. VICTIMHOOD
02. HABITUAL
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sanhaswife · 11 months
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Quiet library dates with Shinso <3
He’s the type of boyfriend that loves holding your hand while he reads his book, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles in a comforting way.
The type that if you laugh or react to your own book in any way he’ll lean over to try to see what made you laugh.
He brings blankets and snacks for you to share, sometimes setting up a spot on the floor in a corner so you both could sit together and read.
Sometimes he takes you outside with lunch and a blanket prepared in the grass. Silently opening his arms for you to cuddle with him on the blanket. Sometimes he reads to you as you both cuddle.
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doumadono · 4 months
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Ahh I actually caught it on Sinful Sunday for once?
Cool cool!
Can I get a Hitoshi Shinsou x AFAB reader where he is a vampire and has his first feeding, leading to them having sex? xx
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Warnings: aged-up Shinso, vampire!Shinso, they/them pronouns for reader
SINFUL SUNDAY
The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow on the ancient castle where Hitoshi Shinso, a centuries-old vampire, resided. Tonight was different for him, a night of significant change, as he stood at the threshold of their bedroom.
As he entered the dimly lit chamber, Shinso's eyes met theirs, a mixture of hunger and curiosity swirling within their depths. The air was charged with a palpable tension as he took a step closer, his fangs delicately grazing his lower lip. "Are you ready for this?" he inquired, his voice a velvety whisper that sent shivers down their spine.
They nodded, whispering "yes", a blend of nervousness and anticipation coursing through their veins. Shinso's gaze held an intensity that belied his calm exterior, and as he closed the distance between them, they could feel the ancient power that emanated from him.
Gently, he tilted their head to the side, exposing the vulnerable expanse of their neck. His breath, cool and intoxicating, brushed against their skin as he lingered for a moment, savoring the anticipation. With a careful precision, Shinso's fangs sank into their warm skin, and a fleeting sting was followed by a sensation that was both strange and strangely intimate. His lips sealed the wound, and as he fed, a quiet moan escaped him, a mixture of pleasure and satisfaction. His hands torn their nightgown, finsding their place, cradling their boobs.
The sensation was a symphony of pleasure and mild discomfort, a testament to the profound intimacy of this act.
Hitoshi drank with measured intent, each sip drawing forth a potent elixir that connected him to the very essence of their being. The exchange was a silent conversation, a dance of give and take that transcended the boundaries of the mundane.
The taste of their blood, a blend of sweetness and warmth, enveloped him in a sensory journey.
When he finally withdrew, the moonlight reflected in his eyes revealed a vulnerability, a glimpse into the complex emotions that accompanied this intimate exchange. The hushed stillness lingered, laden with the weight of a newfound connection forged in the elixir of the night.
A little trail of blood dripped down their exposed neck.
In that moment, the connection between them and Shinso deepened, a bond forged through this primal act. Shinso's centuries of existence seemed to merge with their essence, creating a unique link that transcended time. As he withdrew, he met their gaze once more, his eyes now holding a newfound warmth. "Thank you," he murmured, a rare vulnerability coloring his words.
Shinso pressed them against the wall, engaging in a passionate exchange of kisses. They responded eagerly, one leg traveling up his own. Between his legs, they felt his intense desire for them. Their eyes silently implored him to enter them, aware that openly begging was futile. It always happened on his terms and in his time, a waiting game that bordered on both pleasure and pain.
Silently and deliberately, he unbuttoned his trousers, and they felt it immediately - his blood-filled, swollen, diamond-hard dick pressed against their inner thigh. A gasp escaped them, their eyes locking with his steely gaze. Effortlessly, he lifted them up, their legs wrapping around his hips as his member forcefully slid into their wetness. Possession unfolded slowly, a mutual readiness evident as they enveloped him, a completion inevitable. "I need you so bad," he whispered, biting into their neck again, leaving them arching back, panting.
An ornately framed painting rattled against the wall as Shinso intensified his fervent pounding, the echoes of passion resonating through the room. Their moans escalated, a harmonious blend of pleasure and desperation, a plea for fulfillment from him. Their head rolled to the side, exposing the sensitive expanse of their throat, a reminder of the allure that drew him to them. Patiently, Hitoshi bided his time, thrusting into them with rhythmic repetition, asserting his dominance, making them unequivocally his. He didn't say a work - the only sound escaping his lips was heavy breathing. His gaze locked onto theirs, a visual tether as he claimed them his.
Driven by their hunger and his thirst, the thrusts gained power, the walls of their pussy closing in around him, an exquisite yet painful squeeze. Shinso's lascivious smile persisted, a manifestation of his desire to push deeper, demanding their immediate surrender.
The surrender came from deep within them, and brought a sense of gratification to Shinso that they endured this long. His fingers with sharp nails dug into the tender skin of their ass as he released his own cum. Their body trembled, yet he persisted in driving into them repeatedly — over and over and over — his seed spewing out, covering them both, and flowing down to find the cool marble floor below.
Shinso craved more from them. Lowering his face to their breasts, he continued his passionate assault on their pussy, forcefully drawing their buds into his mouth through the remnants of midnight lace adorning their voluptuous form. Screams of pleasure echoed as they reached climax once again, their nipples feeling the exquisite strain between his sharp fangs as his cock started growing hard withing their core again.
They clawed their nails across Shinso's broad shoulders, their grip descending to his neck and down his back. Amidst another crescendo of screams and convulsions, their body intertwined with Hitoshi's, he lowered his head to their throat, once again claiming the sweet liquid treasure which he had come for.
Shinso, consumed by a dark hunger, pressed them against the cold surface more, their pulsating warmth enticing him. As his sharp fangs sank into their delicate flesh yet again that night, the room echoed with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Their hot blood flowed, a forbidden elixir, and Shinso drank deeply, savoring the intoxicating taste, fucking their pussy harder.
As Shinso continued to drink, the air became charged with an eerie intensity, the lines between predator and prey blurred in the embrace of the night. The taste of their hot blood, a forbidden nectar, fueled the insatiable hunger within him, casting a dark allure over the twisted dance of pleasure and pain.
"You are mine," Hitoshi declared, cradling their chin between his index and forefinger. "My little plaything."
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apexalli · 1 year
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Under his control: A Hitoshi Shinsou Fanfic
cw: afab fem!reader, smut, mdni+18, friends to lovers, quirk use, mind control, "dubious consent" to be safe, petnames (baby, pornstar, sweetheart, princess), missionary
(honestly its more fluff than smut but its just cute. didn't want my first fic to be absolute filth lol, i'll probably do a part 2 and go crazy. didn't check spelling n grammar so idk)
Summary: Hitoshi Shinsou, a UA High School student with a powerful mind control quirk, finds himself drawn to a beautiful and confident exchange student named Y/N. She possesses a unique pheromone-based quirk similar to his own. Shinsou never thought he'd find anyone that understood him but here she was accepting him for who he truly is. Their mutual attraction grows, especially after using their quirks on one another.
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Hitoshi Shinsou had always been an outsider, someone who had to fight to be noticed. His classmates often overlooked him, even his teachers because of his lack of flashy powers. However, Hitoshi's quirk, known as "Brainwashing," proved to be incredibly powerful, allowing him to control the minds of others simply by speaking to them. Despite the potential danger of his quirk, Hitoshi refused to let it define him and worked tirelessly to become a hero. With his determination and unique abilities, Hitoshi proved that being different can be a strength and that true heroism comes from the heart, not just the power of one's quirk.
When he met Y/N, Shinsou felt a shift. Despite being overlooked by his classmates at UA, she saw him for who he truly was, and she loved him for it. Y/N transferred into UA during his third year and everything changed. She was a beautiful exchange student from a prestigious hero school in America who had been placed in the same class as Hitoshi Shinsou at UA. 
Despite not having a flashy quirk, Y/N possessed a unique ability that caused hallucinations in those who smelled her pheromones. Hitoshi was initially hesitant to open up to Y/N, having been overlooked by his classmates for so long, but her kindness and acceptance towards him allowed Hitoshi to let his guard down and show his true self. They quickly became close friends. With Y/N's unwavering support, Hitoshi began to believe in himself and his abilities as a hero-in-training. They continued to spend time together, their friendship blossoming into something more.
Y/N was always drawn to the mystery that surrounded Hitoshi. She was intrigued by his quiet confidence, his smoldering gaze, and his subtle charm. She knew there was more to him than met the eye, and she was determined to uncover it all.
Above that, Y/N found herself increasingly attracted to him. It wasn't just his kind heart and determination that drew her in. Hitoshi's striking purple hair and piercing, half-lidded eyes gave him an alluring edge that Y/N couldn't resist. Even just the way he spoke to her was enough to have her mind wandering, imagining how nice he’d sound saying things that lit her body up with excitement. She found herself admiring his features from afar and blushing when he caught her staring. It wasn't just superficial attraction that Y/N felt towards Hitoshi. He drew out a neediness in her that she was eager to explore. 
One day, as they were walking together, Y/N turned to Hitoshi and said, "I know about your quirk. I want you to use it on me." 
Hitoshi was taken aback. He had never used his quirk on someone who had willingly asked for it before. But there was something about the way Y/N said it, with a boldness that matched his own, that made him want to oblige.
He had always been cautious with his quirk, knowing the potential harm it could cause. Yet, Y/N looked at him with a committed expression on her face. He couldn't deny the sincerity in her eyes. He spoke to Y/N, using his quirk to take control of her mind. Hitoshi leaned in and kissed her for the first time. His heart begged for escape from his chest, pounding so hard he could feel his pulse in his ears. He couldn’t believe he had her this way. 
As their lips met, he concentrated on his quirk, trying to bend Y/N's will to his own. Shocked to see images of himself flashing through her thoughts. When the effects of his quirk wore off, Y/N looked at Hitoshi with a newfound sense of clarity. From that moment on, their bond only grew stronger, and they continued to explore the depths of their feelings for each other.
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As Hitoshi and Y/N continued to explore their feelings for each other, their relationship deepened. One evening, they found themselves alone, standing beneath the stars. Y/N looked at Hitoshi with a fiery passion in her eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire in his own heart. Without a word, she leaned in and pressed her lips to his, and Hitoshi felt a rush of electricity course through his body. Then something unexpected happened. Instead of feeling her mind yield to his, he felt his own thoughts shift. Y/N's quirk took effect, and Hitoshi found himself enveloped in a hallucination. He saw visions of a world beyond his wildest dreams, a world where he and Y/N were together, fighting side by side as heroes. The feelings between them were too strong for him to resist, and he was caught up in it, swept away by the force of her desire. 
When the hallucination finally faded, Hitoshi found himself still locked in a kiss with Y/N, his skin burning hot and bright. As they broke apart, Hitoshi gasped for breath. He looked into Y/N's eyes and saw something he had never seen before: a reflection of his own longing. He knew then that there was no turning back, that he was in love with her and would do anything to keep her by his side.
Y/N's curiosity about Hitoshi's quirk continued to gnaw at her. Despite his assurance that he didn't need to use it on her, she still couldn't shake the desire to really experience it for herself. 
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One night, as they lay together in bed, their bodies entwined in a tangle of limbs and passion, Y/N found herself unable to resist any longer. She turned to Hitoshi and whispered, "Hitoshi, use your quirk on me again. Please. I want to know what it feels like."
“I already showed you,” Hitoshi hesitated, his mind racing with conflicting thoughts and emotions. Then he saw the look in her eyes and knew what she meant. Hitoshi's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you sure?" he asked, his voice low and husky.
Y/N nodded, a lustful darkness in her eyes. "I want to feel it again. I want to know what it's like to be completely under your control."
 On one hand, he wanted to honor Y/N's wishes and give her what she wanted, she needed this. On the other hand, he knew the potential dangers of using his quirk on someone he loved.
Y/N's pleading gaze and the longing in her voice proved too much for him to resist. He knew that if he denied her again, she’d probably go as far as getting on her knees and fixing her sweet voice to beg him. The image in his mind sent the blood rushing to his cock, part of him excited about having so much power over her. The other part of him felt guilty for even picturing it. Hitoshi couldn’t understand why she wanted this, to relinquish all her power to him, but he obliged. He spoke to her, leaned in and kissed her, his hands cupping her face as he concentrated on his quirk.
As his power flowed into her mind, Y/N felt a strange sensation wash over her. It was like nothing she had ever experienced before - a mingling of pleasure and confusion that left her gasping for breath.
Hitoshi's voice was distant, low and husky, breaking through the fog in her mind. "Do you trust me, Y/N?" he asked.
Y/N nodded, her heart pounding in her chest. "Yes, Hitoshi. I trust you."
With that, Hitoshi pulled her close, their bodies melding together in a rush of heat and desire. As they moved together, Y/N felt a sense of intimacy that was almost overwhelming. They were sharing a part of themselves that was usually kept hidden.
The kiss between Hitoshi and Y/N continued, her quirk taking hold once again. This time, instead of a hallucination, she projected her intimate thoughts and feelings towards Hitoshi directly into his mind. He saw flashes of images of them together, moments of tenderness, her wildest fantasies that she had only ever kept hidden in her own mind.
Hitoshi felt overwhelmed by the intensity of her emotions, but he couldn't deny the pleasure it brought him.The exchange between them was so raw, so intimate. He pulled her closer, deepening the kiss as he let himself get lost in the moment. Y/N's pheromones overwhelmed his senses, fueling the fire that burned within him.Y/N's lips were soft and inviting, and he couldn't help but press his own harder against hers. He could feel her body respond to him, her arms wrapping tightly around his neck as she deepened the kiss.
As they finally pulled away, he could see the fire burning in her eyes, and he knew that she felt the same way. They stood there for a moment, lost in each other's gaze. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer as he began to kiss her again, deeper and more passionately than before. He could feel her responding to him, her body arching against his as she let out a soft moan. He needed more from her. If he could fuse every cell in his body with hers in that moment, he would without hesitation.
His hands traveled lower, finding their way to her soaked panties, slipping beneath the waistband to tease her bundle of nerves with his fingertips. He could sense her growing more sensitive and vulnerable with every drag and circle of his fingertips on her clit. Y/N’s soft gasps and moans echo through the space of his mind, her body trembling with desire. Every moan, every gasp, every cry of ecstasy only fueled him more.
He pulled away from her slightly, his eyes searching hers as he whispered, "Y/N, I want to make love to you." Her gaze was distant, still brainwashed. Hitoshi realized just how much power he had over. He could give her any command and she’d bend to his will.
His mind conjures up fantasies of all the filthy things he could have her say, make her do. The image of her lips wrapped around him, her tongue busy at work, taking as much of his length as possible. He could have his pretty girl any which way he wanted and his body burns with electricity at the thought. She must be able to see the lewd movie playing in his mind because her moans grow needier. Her previous moans and gasps are now barefaced whiny whimpers. 
Hitoshi lets out a guttural moan from deep within his chest. She was driving him absolutely crazy. “Hm Y/N, is that the treatment you want?” His voice was thick with starvation. “You want me to treat you like my little pornstar, sweetheart?” She mewls in response and he lets out a throaty laugh. The thought of having his way with her intoxicated him but at this point his cock was dripping and aching for her. He couldn’t wait any longer. He needed to know how it felt to be buried in her warm, wet cunt. 
"Next time, baby, I need to feel you." There had to be a next time. Right now he felt ambushed. He’d never felt anything this intense. He needed another chance. Maybe then he could act out every crude pornographic thought that crosses his mind while she’s under.
 His hands made quick work of her panties, discarding them to the side. She was soaking wet. Enough to leave a mess on her thighs. Hitoshi’s fingers swipe at her slit, tasting her sweetness. “Mm, my sweet messy girl. That’s all for me?” He hums.
He lined himself up with her entrance, pushing in slowly. The warmth of her wetness alone had Shinsou sure he’d last all of five seconds but he wanted to make her feel good. His eyes analyzed her face, watching it twist in pleasure as her walls fluttered around him. He read her, checking to see how she responded to the quicker thrusts then to the slower, deeper ones. His fingers fondled her sopping pussy as they moved together in a frenzy. He was determined to make the moment last. 
Y/N was in complete ecstasy. Her body convulsed under his skillful hands, arching into him. He was closer than he’d ever been to her and still, she needed more of him. She couldn’t speak, just incoherent moans and sound mixing into the obscene squelching of their bodies colliding. It was unlike anything she had ever felt. Their bodies and minds were in sync, moving together in perfect harmony.
She felt her pleasure threaten to snap as her cunt throbbed and clenched around him. The sensation made Hitoshi’s cock twitch, encouraging him to snap his hips into hers at an ungodly pace. Any sense of control had been thrown out the window as his thrusts grew messier, sloppier, more feverish as his orgasm crept up on him. There she was, a pathetic, panting, mess underneath him so ready to cum. 
“You can do it princess,” His voice a low growl, “Cum for me.” Words interrupted by heavy breaths, evidence of his effort and his determination to give her the best release of her life. It was his first demand of her the whole night, eager for her orgasm as he chased his own. There was nothing he craved more than to do it together. 
He kisses her as he releases her from the brainwashing. He wants her to really feel this. She needed to truly experience this with him. 
“Shinsou,” She let out a final, sweet cry of ecstasy as she reached her peak, her body convulsing as she came undone underneath him. He savored the pure pleasure of the moment. Holding her close, his own body quaking with the intensity of his own orgasm.
They finally collapsed into each other's arms, gasping for breath. Y/N lay in Hitoshi's arms, she knew that she had found something truly special in Hitoshi after the powerful experience of his quirk. She had always been curious about the workings of Hitoshi's power, and now she had a newfound appreciation for it.
The sensation of his quirk was so new and yet it had felt familiar. It was as though he had unlocked something inside her that had always been there. As she gazed up at Hitoshi, she saw a look of awe and wonder in his eyes, as if he too was amazed by the connection they had just shared.
He held her close, his heart beating in time with hers, she knew that this was a bond that would never be broken. She was determined to hold onto it with all her heart.
She drifted off to sleep, wrapped in his arms. The sensation of Hitoshi's quirk still lingered in Y/N's mind, and hers in his, even as they drifted off to sleep. 
There would most definitely be a next time.
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mysteriesmuse · 10 months
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Bruised Heart ♥️
Your partner, Hitoshi Shinsou, knew how you liked to sleep. In fact, he knew all the ways you liked to sleep. Curled up like a kitten underneath a warm blanket and a pillow held to you chest. Or snoozing with your hair pressed out like sleeping beauty. Your gorgeous little manicured fingers splayed across your soft stomach. Or reclined in a chair with your head tilted back at an angle that made that hurt your neck when you woke. Or blissfully passed out with your hands wrapped around his bicep. . . . but not on your stomach. Never on your stomach. Yet here you were, head cradled in your arms eyes shut and brows furrowed as you laid on top of his bed, in his apartment. Hitoshi sat next to you staring down at your back. He’s insisted you’d stay at his place after you’d been taken and slammed against the wall like a rag doll. the flashy cut-out on your costume giving you a beautiful glowing flash of skin in the shape of a heart now leaving a narly bruise in the same adorable shape. He’d finished off the fight. Gotten the villain apprehended and left as soon as others arrived on the crime scene. And then promptly hoisted you on his back as you rested your head on the crook of his neck. A bunch of little whimpers leaving your lips as you pressed your phone against your ear calling up Recovery Girl. He walked the whole way back, your soft pleading brushing against his spine, and your other hand looped around his neck clutching onto his scarf. Only to find that your coworker and friend the head nurse couldn’t come out to see you until tomorrow morning. Now you squeezed your eyes shut laying atop his comforter as he sat and silently watched over you. You blindly reached your hand behind your back to gingerly touch the bruise once more. “Come on, quit licking your wounds, kitten . . . It’s not gonna work.” Hitoshi gently went to move your hand, your finger twitched as he held it, “but I hafta’ try. I can’t lay here like this anymore. Give me the mirror I wanna try again.” He frowned at your stubborn insistence. Your healing ablities wouldn’t work if you didn’t see it with your own eyes: enhancements, yes; with mirrors, no. The both of you knew that. Hitoshi could only shake his head as more tears pricked the corners of your eyes. A shiny pout as you hastily wiped and sniffled. He hated seeing you in pain like this. He pulled back one of the twin braids from your face. It hadn’t been so bad an hour ago when he’s let you soak and clean up in the tub, but now as you tried to rest. the pain only seemed to flare. His best friend and partner was laying on his bed hair damp and braided, eyes puffy and face shiny from fallen tears. The hills of the bruise peaking out from a tube top that you stole. The black & blue resting just underneath your angelic shoulder blades. Ones that have carried his weight and healed him many times before. “It’s gonna be okay,” he breathed, “I’m gonna be right here.” he placed his hands on either side of your shoulder leaned down and pressed a soft and chaste kiss to the offending bruise pressing up halfway to lock eyes with you. you mumbled out a flustered, “fhank you- that was nice. . .” The corner of your partners lips quirked up and he dove back down to press another one on the other shoulder. His cool nose booping the sensitive skin of the bruise, “Mhm, anytime.” And Hitoshi kept gently rubbing your skin with his gentle touch and thumbing the ridges of your tube top flat as he stroked you. Large hands brushing against your sad and seering skin. Hitoshi now deciding to lay under you, as your body bent to the curves of his chest. Your soft skin content in his touch as your body across his. Breathing into your hair as you silently cried, “all you gotta do is be a kitten, Kitten.”
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shionancientsblog · 5 months
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Hi hi! New follower cause I saw your tag in Hitoshi Shinsou!
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With a princess' poison apple desert?
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Just imagine:
Vampire Shinsou being the lazy type that finally can sleep in the mornings and being a night owl during the nights.
Vampire Shinsou that sends messages old style, with paper and ink and pours his soul in each letter with little poems that reminds him of you.
Vampire Shinsou that refuses to drink your blood even if you offer it to him, saying he's not with you so you can be his personal feeder and he doesn't want you to see him as a beast.
Vampire Shinsou that is so comfortable with you that he switches to his bat form whenever he visits you, sleeping in your wardrobe during the day and lets you cuddle him and squeal for how cute he is.
Vampire Shinsou that loves night dates with you and always finds the most romantic places to watch the stars and the moon.
Vampire Shinsou that longer needs to sleep in his coffin when he can sleep with you in your bed – or maybe watching you sleep like you're the most beautiful creature in the world.
Vampire Shinsou that goes as far as disguising as a human because he's jealous of another human hitting on you.
Vampire Shinsou that uses his vampire powers to help you do the most mundane tasks just because he can.
Vampire Shinsou that secretly loves when you drag him to your friend's annual halloween parties because he kinda feels like home.
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