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sugarlywhispers · 3 months
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@hitoshisbf I KNOOOW, I'M ASHAMED OF MYSELF. SHINSOU DESERVES ALL THE BLOWJOBS I MEAN THE LOVE♡
Lool, here it is~ c;
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When you decided to call your man as you walked home from work, knowing he was at the gym at that hour, you expected anything. Music, loud noises, even people talking loudly.
However, you weren't expecting... that.
A grunted moan, followed by, "Hey, gorgeous... ugh... how's your day? Mmh..."
You stopped walking, mind trying to comprehend what you just heard.
"Umm, good?" You knew your tone sounded more like a question than an affirmation, and so did him.
Shinsou Hitoshi laughed in a breath, followed by another pant and a mmh that now made you press your thighs together. "Are you asking me, baby? Fuck..." and the sound of dropping a big weight was heard.
The sudden thought of him doing those noises while laying over you, your legs around his slim waist and fingers grabbing his strong biceps, his dick so deep buried into you that the only coherent thought would be "more".
And now you were definitely clenching, in need of him.
You slapped yourself mentally to gather your thoughts back together. Looking around to see if anybody noticed your sudden hornyness for this man that was driving you crazy.
A hand slides throughout your locks as you resume your walking, "Shit... Sorry I called, I just wanted to ask if you want some fuck, shit, no, I mean, if you want tonight some dinner, EAT dinner at my place tonight?"
The grumbled of his breathed laugh was felt in your spine, traveling tour whole body even though he wasn't physically behind you, "You said tonight, twice." Another pant.
You gulped.
Jesus, this man was...
"Dinner and fuck, sounds like a plan to me, bub."
You almost tripped. "I didn't..."
"Oh, yes, you did... And I'm definitely gonna have my way with you," his voice sounded breathy, but his flirty tone was there. Torturing you like he always did.
Fuck. You want him so badly it's making you go insane.
You bit your lower lip looking around you to see if there's enough people paying attention or close enough to hear what you're about to say.
"If you can make those sounds again... you can have desert first."
You could picture his side smirk, breathy pants as he completely stops what he's doing, and said, "Deal."
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luvbugs-blog · 5 months
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(( if requests are open rn/okay)
Getting caught with the boys, Hitoshi Shinsou version? xx
getting caught with the mha boys - part 3
featuring: hitoshi shinsou
a/n: aged up characters!
warnings: just a lil spicy dicey. spoilers for a grey's anatomy episode.
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midterms were exhausting. it was a friday afternoon, and you were trudging back to your dorm to rot in your bed for a little bit. you barely had any time for yourself this week, choosing to lock yourself in your room or the library to prepare for all the tests. the late nights took a toll on you, so when you finally fall into bed, you almost want to take a nap. but you choose to scroll on tik tok instead, occasionally giggling at a funny one before sending it to your boyfriend.
oh. shinsou! you haven't seen him at all this week, as his test schedule happened to be when your free time was, and vice versa.
you would go visit him after taking some time to recharge. eventually, you do end up falling asleep, not waking up until the morning, weirdly warm. you blink, extremely tired despite sleeping for 10+ hours and shift in bed before hitting something hard. you whip around, heart pounding, to see your boyfriend leaning up against the headboard, smiling at whatever video he was watching. he glances over at you, before sending you a cheeky smile.
"finally up, kitten?"
"you freak! what are you doing in here?"
"i have an extra key."
"oh yeah." he sets his phone to the side and smirks at you.
"i missed you."
"i know, i'm sorry babe." he scoots closer to you, putting his leg over your hip and drawing you into his chest.
"well, we have time now." you smile, holding him close, nudging your nose to his.
"yes we do."
you didn't. just as your lips touched, his phone buzzed. the two of you jumped and he glanced at his phone before groaning loudly.
"what is it?"
"extra training with aizawa." he looked at you and you grinned.
"go on you big, lazy baby. i'll be here when you're done." he tucked some hair behind your ear before rolling over the bed, heading to training so he could get back to you.
but now that he left, you were twitchy, moving around the bed, feeling a bit anxious for him to come back. he had gotten you in the mood and then left. prick. you straighten up your room, clean your bathroom, and then decide to start an episode of grey's anatomy. at this point, you were relaxed again, and the door cracked open just as meredith placed her hand on the live bazooka in the guy's chest. locked in, you barely noticed as shinsou throws his shoes off and goes to take a shower in your bathroom.
he comes out in a towel and starts to crawl over to you, positioning himself over you. you push him aside, much to his displeasure, to watch meredith shakily put the live bazooka in the bomb squad guy's hand.
when the kisses start up your neck, you whine.
"baby, wait. this is interesting."
"i'm interesting."
but when meredith exists the O.R. to see the bomb squad blown up, shinou sits up.
"whoa."
you smirk. "told you it's totally interesting."
the ending credits play and you finally turn your attention to him. when you start kissing him now, he pays no attention as the next episode started playing.
"shinsou."
"no you're right. this is interesting."
"ugh." he smiles, still looking at the tv, and puts his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into his chest. but you are not going to wait another 40 minutes. your hand trails down his abs (and damn, they are defined) to the hair that peeks out from the top of his towel.
no reaction.
your hand doesn't stop, lightly touching the bulge under the towel. he hisses and grabs your shoulder tighter.
"what are you doing?"
"asking for attention."
"you needy baby."
you throw your leg over his lap, now straddling him, hands reaching to move his hair out of his eyes. his eyes travel back to the tv, but you grab his chin and forced him to look at you.
"pay attention to me," you whine.
he smirks.
"make me."
you do. you smash your lips onto his, swallowing his groans. your hands move up his chest and one links in his hair while the other claws at his back. he kisses back with fervor, and to throw him off his game, you grind down on him. his head falls back onto the headboard, and you take the chance to start sucking on his neck.
his hand goes to your hair, pulling him back. his lips part, ready to say something, when a loud pounding on your door has the two of you quickly breaking apart.
"SHUT THE HELL UP."
the both of you groan, and shinsou shouts,
"way to kill the mood!"
you hear, "DON'T CARE," as he stomps back to his room and slams the door. you totally forgot his was your neighbor.
oops.
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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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yuquinzel · 2 years
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BNHA BOYS WHEN YOU MAKE THEM FLUSTERED
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i. characters— katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, izuku midoriya, hitoshi shinso and denki kaminari.
ii. warnings— none, just fluff &lt;3
iii. notes— could you tell i was a little biased sjsjsksk
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BAKUGO. with a perpetual scowl on his face becomes a blushing mess when you use corny pick up lines on him. he would never get flustered if you said something suggestive ( he would rather smirk and say something even more bold ). but causally say something cheesy like "your lips look lonely, would they like to meet mine? ;o" and watch how his cheeks turn a furious red. would mask his embarassment with anger and probably yell something mean but you know he loves it.
SHOTO. who's quite dense when it comes to pick up lines, smiles and averts eyes in embarassment when you compliment him. oh how he loves it when you praise him. ruffle his hair, look him in the eyes and say he looks pretty today and he'll look at you confused, faint brush of pink blooming on his cheeks and would awkwardly mutter a quiet thank you, you too. he loves it when you say he's done a good job. boosts his confidence. might kiss you to show his thanks.
IZUKU. who's usually timid and shy would just stutter and play with his hands if you call him 'his hero'. he just loves when you encourage him and notice all his efforts. showers you in 'thanks yous' and compliments of his own. say something about how much he inspires you and how you look up to him and he'll look at you teary eyed wondering what he did to deserve an angel like you. will not be able to hold eye contact for too long because of how flustered he gets.
SHINSO. who's surprised and taken aback when you hug him and covers his face with his hands to hide his burning red cheeks. one hand on your waist holding you close and one hand just helping him hide his embarassment. he just gets shy when it comes to physical touch but loves it all the same. honestly takes time for him to get used to the rapid beats of his heart whenever you're around. another one who can't hold eye contact. totally goes weak when you call him by nicknames.
KAMINARI. i can see him trying to pin you against a wall but he was just blushing so much and probably panicked and said something stupid. doesn't get flustered as easily anymore cus you both shamelessly flirt with each other. you once shut up him by kissing him cus he was annoying you with his attempts at flirting. 100% did it again. tries to woo you with cheesy pick up lines but when you say something suggestive, would be left speechless for a hot minute and then clear his throat. lots of surprised pikachu faces.
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uravichii · 2 years
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bnha boys when you ask them for a hug
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character/s: bakugo katsuki, shinsou hitoshi, kirishima eijirou
genre: fluff, comfort, reader is cute ><
note: for those who need a hug rn :) IDK WHY BAKUGO'S TURNED OUT THE SHORTEST LMAOAO
"oi, what's wrong with you?" bakugo katsuki slightly pulls away from your hugー not enough to break free from your arms, but enough for a brief glance at your face. when you only respond by nuzzling your face against his chest, muttering a muffled, “mm.. just tired” katsuki’s a little relieved that you don’t have the energy to tease him for the way you feel his heart pounding against your cheek.
finally, he secures a hand around your waist, the other stroking your hair, and embraces you back until you're completely swallowed in his arms. you hear him grumble something about you being "a big baby," but he doesn't stop stroking your hair as softly as he can until you're dozed off in the circle of his arms. "dumbass. already told you to stop pushing yourself too far. we'll talk once you're up, got it?"
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"sorry, i'm kinda boring you, am i?" you cast an apologetic glance towards shinsou hitoshi. you've been sitting together in silence for who knows how long, and he's been hearing only the blandest of replies you could give to his efforts to talk to you. something in your chest twinges when you see him get up from the couch without a word, until you shift to seize the bottom hem of his shirt. he turns to face you, lips slightly parted in shock, "i was gonna get you some snacks... and a blanket." you freeze and you're pretty sure he can see you blinking your tears away, "i thought you were gonna leave."
quickly, he makes his way beside you on the couch again, letting you wrap your arms around his torso while he soothes you with words of reassurance that he would never leave you. "you sure you don't need snacks or anything? water?" it's low, muffled and a bit slurred, but he could make out your sleepy words, "no, thank you. just a hug please." he feels his heart squeeze at this. the only movement you'd feel from then on would be the soft kisses on the top of your head, the gentle pats on your back. other than that he doesn't move an inch until you wake up, and he's reminded of a tiny cat who's cheekily decided to take a nap on his chest for the rest of the day.
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kirishima eijirou has already taken a hint that you've been feeling horrible today, just from seeing how your smile didn't seem to reach your eyes the way he anticipates they would. he tilts his head to meet your gaze, "y/n? are you okay?" and just like that the question bursts a dam in you, brimming your eyes with tears.
"oh no, no, no! what's wrong? what happened?" he panics, and when you turn away from his frantic eyes, he only cups your tear-stained cheeks sweetly in his hands. "y/n? did i do something wrong? i'm sー" you hide your face in his large hand, burying your nose into his palm, "no, no. you didn't. i'm justー i think i need a hug?" the panic in eijirou's eyes remains still, but gently he moves to press a lasting kiss on your forehead before giving you the tightest, warmest hug only he in the world could give. when he hears you sniffling against his chest, feels his shirt soak in your tears, he fails to stifle his own too.
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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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stellar-imagines · 1 year
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HITOSHI SHINSOU MASTERLIST
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Links will redirect to posts. This post will constantly update. Main Masterlist | Rules | Ask
𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 ♤ [SFW] ❝Un-enrollment.❞ ♤ [NSFW/SFW] ❝S/O that has breathing issues.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Falling into their arms.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Mute S/O.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝S/O who loves to wrestle.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Little sis, little crush.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Stressed out.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Driving.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Dear daughter.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Affectionate.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Chaotic dumbass.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝S/O with unstable quirk.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Shinsou with S/O who has an eating disorder.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Dreamy owl.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝S/O with ghoul quirk.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Jewish S/O.❞ ♤ [NSFW] ❝Unlikely phone call.❞ ♤ [SFW] ❝Sad melodies.❞
𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎 ☆ [SFW] ❝Brace for a kiss.❞ ☆ [NSFW] ❝Asthmatic and nervous.❞ ☆ [SFW] ❝Assault and recovery.❞
𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ♡ [Valentine 2019] ❝I’ve never had a Valentine.❞ ♡ [Fall 2019] ❝Please don’t fall out of that tree.❞ ♡ [Halloween 2019] ❝How long have you been dead?❞
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lefferon · 1 year
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⚠️mha manga spoiler chap. 382⚠️ I- AH HAAAH I have no words to say
NOW I'M JUST WAITING FOR THIS TO END HAPPILY EVER AFTER WITHOUT ANY MORE SACRIFICES ... and please bring back our little baby gremlin back :')
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shoutokozume · 2 years
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Kisses with BNHA
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Navi
Ft. - Todoroki, Denki, and Bakugo.
Warnings - Comfort angst, slightly Smutty. Swearing, fluffy fluff floof. Afab in Bakugo Spicy kisses.
Part 2 - Tamaki, Kirishima, and Keigo
(Coming soon)
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First Kiss
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- Todoroki Shoto -
° Shoto had just beaten Midoriya in the Sports Festival, half of his shirt brunt to an ash from the large amber flames that erupted from the right side of his body. Despite his many cheers, praises, and even obnoxious chants from his father. Shoto didn't look like his usual self, he may be cold and quite dense at times. But right now he just seemed dissatisfied with himself.
° You shuffled through the crowd to chase after your classmate, noting that nobody else seemed to pick up on his odd behavior. Your cautiously slipped into the waiting room where Shoto was rummaging around to find a new shirt for his battle with Bakugo, his heterochromic irises glancing towards your looming figure by the door way. He didn't think anyone would want to miss a single moment of the festival, guess he assumed wrong.
"Sorry if I'm interrupting anything, but I just wanted to see if you were alright." You explained, Gazing at the wall with pink dusted cheeks as he changed into his new shirt.
"I'm fine, I didn't get injured that badly... only a few bruises." Shoto reassured, smiling shyly at your concern.
"Not physically... You looked a bit sad after the fight. I wondered if you were worried about something or if anyone said anything to you." You continued on, watching his eyes widen in surprise.
° Despite being Shoto's closest friend, he never would've guessed that you could sense when something was bothering him. No one ever really considered his feelings much, especially since he out on such a stoic persona to appease the idea of a hero in his head. He'd be lying to himself if it didn't make his heart swell by your actions, realizing just how much you cared about him.
° His mind blurred as he walked towards you, a soft expression melting his cold features. Two gentle palms cupped your cheeks, Shoto's curious gaze shifting between you eyes and lips. Before he quickly placed a cold peck to your lips, barely lasting a second just so he could test the waters. Seeing you casually chase after his lips when he departed from yours encouraged him to keep going. Shoto carefully pressed himself against you, his kiss soft and cold matching the fingers that circled across your back and waist.
"I am feeling better now, but that's because of you y/n." He whispered, smiling cheekily at your bashful state.
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- Kaminari Denki -
° Denki never thought the first time he'd be in his crushes room would simply be for studying, he pictured making out, cuddling, or slow dancing at midnight with you. But no, he sat on the edge of your bed as you went through cue cards. He has been infatuated with you since day one, there has been no one else on his mind except for you. So it was a bit disappointing to hear that you asked him to visit you... Just for a tutoring session.
° Denki flopped his body back towards the pillows, looking up at you as you calculated his scores for the tenth time of the night. He was grateful for your help, but he wanted some type of reward for his hard work. Even if it was something as simple as floofing his hair, it would feel like the best gift in the world just because you were the one doing it. You smiled down at him, showing him the highlighted 80%, meaning he successfully passed the faux test.
"Good job Kaminari! You knew the answers to most of the questions, even getting the hardest one. I'm really proud of you." You praised, stroking your fingers through his hair softly.
"I guess I should get an award then, right Y/n?" Kaminari suggested, sitting up straight with a playful shimmer in his golden eyes.
"Yeah, do you want me to order some pizza? I could get ice cream if you want... Or we could watch a movie. Or all of the above." You rambled on, pulling out your phone before Kaminari softly placed it back down beside you.
° Denki placed a hesitant kiss on your cheek, his eyes looking for any signs of discomfort before turning your head so you would face him. His lips melted against yours sweetly, you could practically feel the happiness radiating off of him when you kissed back. The curve to his lips increasing upward the more addicted you became to his kisses, he got you hooked on him.
° You carefully pushed him back to your pillows, cautiously leaning over him as you two continued to peacefully makeout. Denki placed your legs over his so you were practically caging him underneath you, his hands hurrying back to your hair so he could deepen the kiss. Denki never wanted the kiss to end, worried that when you'll separate you'll realize who you just kissed and regret your decisions. The longer he could stay in this dream like moment, made him fear less for whatever the outcome of it is.
"I know I'm not the smartest guy in UA, but I promise that I'll be the best boyfriend in UA." He reassured, a hopeful glow sparkling his features.
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- Katsuki Bakugo -
° You were Bakugo's neighbor since you were both in diapers, despite growing up to be a bit harsh and over confident his soft spot for you never faltered. He'd check in on you when you were home alone, helped you practice for the UA entrance exam, and even hung out with you every weekend. So it didn't surprise your parents that you'd both be waiting together urgently to see if you made into UA, you practically did everything together.
° You watched patiently as All Might congratulated you, revealing that you were going to be a student in class 1a. You jumped around your room with glee, latching onto Bakugo's arm as he got the same attachment from UA. You'd both be attending the same school, in the highest ranking class of UA. This was better than what either of you prepared for, you couldn't beleive that you both would get by the exam with similar scores.
"I can't beleive we made it! Bakugo we're going to UA! The school for heroes in training, the school where All Might will be teaching at!" You squealed, holding him tight as he spun you around.
"We'll be the strongest couple in there, no extra will compare to us." He boasted, accidently letting his crush on you slip.
"Couple... Couple as in a best friend duo? Or couple as in-Uh.. Uhm. As in the romantic type, like the kind that kiss and cuddle all the time?" You asked, surprised to see Bakugo's face heat up as he refused to meet your gaze.
° Seeing Bakugo become so flustered by his slip up, it made you realize that he never would want to see you as just his friend. It always did feel nice knowing you were treated different by Bakugo, that alone should've made you clue into his crush on you. Feeling an edge of confidence take over your thought, you hooked arms across his shoulders and pressed your cherry chapstick lips against his.
° Without a second to spare, Bakugo looped his arms around your waist pressing your flat against his body. Despite being a very loud and explosive person, his kisses were quite calm and gentle. He acted as if you were made of the most fragile glass, his fingers only ghosting over the middle of your back. Hearing you whimper into the kiss when he tried breaking away only made him crave more, he wanted more of your warm cherry lips, more soft smacking sounds to echo across the room, more of the fuzzy feeling he gets in his stomach when you cling onto him.
"No extra will ever be able to kiss you the way I can, and no one can be as addictive as you." He explained, gently squishing your cheeks together.
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Comfort Kisses
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- Todoroki Shoto -
° Everyone knows the Todoroki children have daddy issues, you simply have to realize who their dad is to put two and two together. But surprisingly throughout the past two weeks, his main stress didn't have to do with his asshole of a father. Shoto was worried that his relationship with his mother would never blossom back to normal, he's talked to you about everything they talk about and has even brought you to visit her a couple of times.
° You've noticed how awkward and tense it is, despite both of them loving each other deeply. It's hard to get past the fact that his prominent scar was created because of her, and it's hard to get past the abuse both of them witnessed but have never brought up in countless times he's visited her. Shoto loves his mom a lot, he knows this... He's just frustrated as to why it doesn't feel like either of them are as close as they should be whenever he visits. He forgives her about the scar, he knows it was his dad's fault, and he even comforted her about Touya. So why can't they act like mother and son?
"Love, do you think we could just stay in for the night? I'm not feeling great." Shoto commented, his expression glum and lacking any brightness.
"Are you feeling alright? Do you want me to get you some medicine?" You asked, softly putting the back of your palm to his head.
"I don't feel mentally well, I'm just stressed out about my mom's situation with me." He revealed, gently cupping your wrist so you would stay close to him.
° Seeing Shoto stressed out and panicked never failed to pick at your heart, he's usually very calm and gentle. You softly swept through his two toned hair as you let him bury his face into you neck, his lips pressing themselves against your jaw line. Even if Shoto doesn't say it often, he knows that if it weren't for you he'd be a much different person... He'd be empty and cold if it weren't for your comfort.
° Shoto moved his head away from your grasp, carefully placing you against the couch as he crawled over you. His lips slotting themselves gently against yours like two perfect puzzle pieces. The kiss was long but soft, lips ghosting over each other only to mold into each other every so often. Shoto leaned back slightly, looking down at you with admiration wondering how he found such an amazing person to end up with.
"I love you... You know this, right?" He whispered, smiling innocently when you leaned up to capture another kiss as an answer.
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- Kaminari Denki -
° Denki may have been desperate for love in the past, and came off as a flirty dork. But once you got past his facades, you soon realized how low his self confidence really was. It was all thanks to being made fun of throughout all of his years in school, for his quirk, set backs, grades, and looks. Even if Denki was good looking and had a really great quirk, he never seemed to think it was good enough for anyone to appreciate.
° That's why it hurt quite a bit when he was trying to calm down Bakugo, only to get ripped apart and called every name in the book. Stupid, Awful, Useless, Worthless, Trashy, Gross, Bastard, Bitch, and worst of all Disappointment. That single word, practically crushed Denki's heart into a small pile of ash. His glowing features now dark, tears welling up in his eyes before he started to walk off. Completely unaware that you were in his room, reading some Manga waiting for him to arrive.
" Hey sunshine, how was your trip with your friend- Aw, what happened?" You asked, noticing his small sniffles as he held his head down.
" Bakugo called me some really bad things, I know he usually does this to everyone and it's not that hurtful most of the time. But he was just so angry this time, and he practically ticked all of my insecurity boxes... It just really hurt this time and he did in front of everyone. No one said anything to stop him, or disagreed, they just watched..." Denki cried, burying himself into your sweater... Wanting to just hide away from everyone.
" They were probably just shocked by how much of an ass he was being, everyone likes you Denki. Even Jiro... And she's hard to please. And don't take his words to heart, they are all false and taken out on you because he can't stand to see someone be happier than him. " You reassured, raking through his silky golden locks.
° Denki stayed silent, sniffling against your shoulder while you cuddled him in your lap. He gained back some of his composure, feeling protected and safe whenever he was with you. He knew you'd never think badly of him, you always encouraged him to reach for the stars, and made sure he knew that he was worth every compliment he ever received. You were like his own personal angel, always by his side to help him back up when he falls.
° You felt small shaky pecks scatter across your cheeks, his kisses wavering around your lips to make sure he never missed a spot on your beautiful face. Butterflies erupted in his chest at your cute giggle, encouraging him to give you hundred upon hundreds more of his tiny kisses. You adjusted your face gently, meeting his lips before he could tease you any longer. Without an ounce of surprise, Denki glued himself to your your body. His chest completely pressed against yours, arms tracing shaped across your back, legs caging against your outer thighs, and his lips following your lead as he let you take over him.
" I love you so so much, love isn't even a strong enough word." He whispered, his beaming smile returning to his glowing features.
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- Bakugo Katsuki -
° His relationship with his mom was complicated, it's really hard to hate your own mother. But Bakugo surely doesn't enjoy spending time with his, they but heads, she hits him, they scream at each other, have no respect for one another, and she critiques almost everything he does. He can't hate her since she's his mom, but he certainly can't love her either. Especially after he witnessed the way she talked about you, saying you weren't up to her standards.
° He didn't wait much longer before going down there to defend you... Even though you weren't even there. Bakugo went off, explaining that you have shown him more love than she ever did, that you made him a better person, that your prettier than she ever could dream of being, that you've don't nothing wrong ect. He went on such an aggressive rant that it even shocked both of his parents, they've never seen him this livid before... And that's saying something. Bakugo took advantage of their shocked state, quickly packing a bag of clothes, shampoo, toothbrush, and other essentials before he rushed to your home.
" What are you doing outside my window? It's storming outside." You questioned, quick to let him in before he could get sick.
" My mom and I had a huge fight, probably the worst we've ever had. I just needed to see you, you're like my safe place. I'm sorry if I'm forcing this on you, I just don't have anywhere else to go. I promise I'll stay quiet, you'll barely know I'm here... I just really needed to be with you right now. " Bakugo explained, taking off his drenched jacket as he gazed outside the window.
" You're always welcome here, I'm sorry about your mom... But before we continue you should get dried off, I don't want you to catch a cold. I'll go fetch you towel, stay right there." You whispered, softly stroking off some dampness from his soft round face.
° You passed him an orange towel from the laundry basket, letting him get changed in your room as you waited outside the door. Bakugo invited you back into your room after a minute, wrapping his arms around your torso as he swayed both of you back and forth. Your lights may have started to flicker due to the weather, but anxiety never entered your thoughts... There was no fear whenever he was around you. Softly you guided him to the bed, snuggling into his chest as he adjusted the blankets.
° You lifted your head up slightly, capturing his lips before he could press himself closer to you. Bakugo's hair was still a bit damp as your tugged on a few strands, his lips burning hot as they never failed to leave a cinnomon taste to your tongue. He turned you to your back, trailing soft kisses against your shoulder, neck, and cheek. His warm left hand stroking circled across your slightly exposed belly, he could see you becoming increasingly tired just as the power turned off.
"Goodnight beautiful, I love you." He muttered against your ear, pressing one last kiss to the temple of your head.
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Spicy Kisses
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- Todoroki Shoto -
° It was your fourth date, you were on a double date with Uraraka and Midoriya at a nice restaurant that you all enjoyed. It was going perfect, everyone was having fun, the food was great, and you looked amazing... A bit too good in Shoto's eyes. Your outfit was simple, but the way it hung off your shoulders and hugged your waist was nothing less than gorgeous. So gorgeous that his somewhat comfortable suit pants were becoming increasingly tight.
° You made Shoto Todoroki horny, and it was becoming increasingly harder and harder to keep it subtle. Sadly, both you and Uraraka wanted dessert which led to the four of you staying even longer than intended. They delivered the ice cream mochi that you both ordered, yours just so happened to be vanilla and a bit softer than you expected. Melted ice cream running down your chin and hitting your chest before you rushed to grab a napkin. There weren't many on the plate so dessert went by quickly, even if it seemed like forever for Shoto.
" Are you okay Shoto? You seemed quiet during dessert." You whispered, buckling up next to him in the backseat as Midoriya started the car.
"I have a problem... It's not bad. It's just embarrassing." He replied quietly, eyeing towards his pants that were still tight.
"Problem? What prob-... Oh." You gaped softly, biting back proud smile when you noticed his evident bulge.
° Knowing that Midoriya couldn't see your hands through the rearview mirror, you cupped his girth through his pants acting ever so casual. Uraraka was busy chatting about the latest gossip with Midoriya, making it so neither of them heard Shoto's small groan, biting his lip rather harshly when you started to massage his aching shaft through the tight pants. The daggers he sent your way were very noticeable, Shoto didn't like being teased. But it was far too easy at this point that you just couldn't help yourself.
° You said your goodbyes, waving at them as they drove towards Midoriya's home. Just as you were inserting the keys to the dormitory, you felt your boyfriend pressed against your back. His now very evident and hard bulge digging itself against your ass, you waited for the elevator. Shoto planted hot wet kisses across your jaw and neck, turning your around seconds after to push you both into the elevator as his lips rammed into yours. Your back pressed flat against the wall as his tongue adventure between your sweet lips, his hands cupping your ass to push your sex towards his for some friction.
"You have five seconds to get to my room before I fuck you right here in this hallway." He panted, softly cupping your sex similar to how you did earlier just as the elevator doors opened.
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- Kaminari Denki -
° Despite loving Denki with everything in your heart, you do admit that he's a bit of a perv at times. Luckily it's only with you, but you do call him on it whenever he gets that look in his eyes. That's why you knew immediately that he wanted to bone when he texted for you to come over, dissecting it made it obvious. Mentioning his parents were gone, saying he misses you, and adding a heart and smirk emoji. He wants to bone, and it was up to you if you wanted to or not.
° You decided it'd be nice to have sex, it's been a week, you've been stressed out lately. So why not let your very gorgeous boyfriend take all of that away. You quickly rushed towards his house, knocking a small tune on his door. You heard your boyfriend trio while rushing to the door, making you laugh quietly by how needy he is. The door was opened wide, letting you admire your shirtless boyfriend in grey sweats that massively failed to cover his hard on. His long blond hair was tucked into a cute ponytail, and his face was glowing in the hot summer sunshine.
"Welcome back to my humble home, I'm glad you came. I've missed you." He greeted, placing a swift kiss to your cheek.
"Denki, you saw me this morning when I dropped off some study notes. Just admit your horny." You teased, making him laugh in shock... How did you know him so well?
" Fine fine... You've caught me and my dick red handed. But, if you knew I was horny and still decided to come over.... Does that mean you want a piece of this fine ass too?" Denki defended, smiling proudly when you nodded to his accusations.
° Without another second, Denki picked you up and let your legs wrap around his waist. His lips molding against yours as you both giggle like school girls throughout the kiss, he shut his bedroom door behind him with his foot before dropping you onto the bed. He was quick to remove his pants and boxers, having no shame in showing you just how needy he was. His bright red tip oozed pre cum, and the small blonde stubble near the base showed he shaved very recently.
° Your hands were quick to start stroking his cock, swallowing up his whispy moans and whines with your addictive kisses. Denki moved his face into your neck, allowing you to continue pleasuring him as you please. He whined agisnt your ear, fanning it with his hot breath as you thumbed small circles over his slit. Feeling his dick begin to twitch and his balls begin to tighten, Denki sucked wet and messy hickeys across your neck and chest. Falling apart in your hands just as he began to kiss further and further down your body.
"Your turn now sweetheart, strip for me." Denki ordered, face beet red and lips swollen as he gave you a gentle bit exasperated smile.
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- Bakugo Katsuki -
° Despite seemingly being a good boy in a bad boy facade, Bakugo was arguably just as much of a horn dog as Denki was. He wasn't upfront about it and tried to deny this fact about himself, but whenever he saw you wear his merch, get angry over something, or kiss him a bit harder than you usually would. His dick is awake and ready to be touched, sucked, and fucked. He's a bit embarrassed to be sexual at first, thinking it's a bit too vulnerable and worried that someone will make fun of him if they notice his hard on.
° But after he has sex with you for the first two times, he doesn't give two shifts anymore. He's horny, he wants you, if you don't want to, he'll masturbate to the thought of you. Bakugo becomes very upfront about it, walking up to with his jacket somewhat covering the crotch of his pants and saying he's hard. His new favorite thing, is to do you in very risky locations, it excites him at the thought of someone catching you two going at it. People almost have before, but that was only once during a movie night.
"Babe, I'm hard. Do you want to fuck in the bathroom stall?" Bakugo asked, expression calm as if it was a normal thing to ask.
"Suki! You can't just say those things to me on a whim." You whispered, gently pulling him out of the cafeteria where no one surprisingly heard him.
" Since we're walking towards the bathrooms, I'm guessing that's a yes?" He assumed, a devilish smirk making its way onto his lips.
° Bakugo closed one of the stall doors behind him, caging you against the wall while you two sloppily begin to makeout. His tongue exploring your mouth as you occasionally suck on his, his hips bucking into yours everytime you moaned into the kiss. Bakugo was quick to unbutton your shirt, pressing hot kisses over your heart and tum. He lifted your thighs higher, placing them over his shoulders before he began to nip on the inside of your thighs.
° Bakugo was close to ripping apart your panties, but he knew you'd need them for the rest of the day so he settled for crumpling them and pressing them into your mouth. He raised your skirt high, spreading your slick thighs apart as he watched your tight little hole convulse around nothing. Bakugo was quick to start suckling on your bundle of nerves, holding your thighs in place so you wouldn't accidently kick the stall walls. His tongue ravished your cute dripping pussy, wasting no time to bring you to a strong impending orgasm.
"Time for you to put that mouth to good use, I did you a favor now it's your turn." Bakugo panted, licking up the juices that remain Don his lips.
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Quick Kisses
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- Todoroki Shoto -
° You and Shoto were having a cute morning date at a local cafe, both of you buying some hot cocoa and muffins. Even if it was cute and you were having a lovely time, you were still a bit tired due to it being so early. Which led to you missing your mouth occasionally when it came to eating your blueberry muffin, you were a bit embarrassed and tried to hide your pout with the napkin but that was no match for Shoto's observant nature.
° Shoto laughed gently, his tall figure leaning Iver the table to wipe off some crumbs from your cheeks. His eyes peeked around the cafe, noticing no one was looking your way. So he took this small window of time to press two small kisses to the tip of your nose. He'd be lying to himself if he said he didn't purposely plan this date in the morning because you were extra cute and clumsy when tired, you were simply too adorable to resist.
" Here love, sit near me I'll feed you." Shoto reassured, grabbing your muffin and sliding it towards him.
" Thank you Sho, sorry for being a bit of a slob." You whined softly, looking up at him with tired eyes.
" You are not a slob, you are just a bit tired. And that is normal, at least you are not angry when you are tired." He whispered, placing a peice of your muffin between your lips.
° You felt your eyes avert his gaze by the amount of love that spilled from his heterochromic irises, he loved every inch of you and it truly showed at times. Even when you were dropping food, staining your shirt slightly, and zoning out the window with a wide open mouth. Shoto still found you the most gorgeous person in the universe, knowing that he'll never find someone as special as you no matter the size of the population. You were meant to together, and he thanked whoever made you two cross paths.
° Shoto tilted your chin so you'd look back towards him, pressing a small kiss to your blueberry cinnomon lips. If it weren't for the small crowd that were a few tables away, Shoto would've deepened the kiss further so he could taste more of your sweetness. But for right now he was content at looking into your surprised gaze, and pressing another peice of muffin between your lips as you tried to shake yourself even more awake.
"You're so beautiful my love, even when you're tired." Shoto claimed, smiling softly at you while you laughed bashfully by his words.
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- Kaminari Denki -
° Denki had a lot of trouble sleeping, he was simply too hyper mentally to ever get a good rest. But ever since you moved into his dorm room a few days ago, his sleep has begun to improve bit by bit. That's all thanks to you however, your magical touch always leaves him melting in your arms against his very fluffy pillow. Denki has no idea how you do it, but he certainly isn't complaining, anything to calm down his ADHD is very welcome.
° Denki kept tossing and turning in his bed, checking the time every fifteen minutes to see when you'd finally come home. His body was exhausted but his brain was wired, he wanted to sleep so badly but his brain kept him from doing so. His heart swelled at the sound of his door opening, looking up at your figure with golden yellow doe eyes. Silently begging for you to join him in bed so he could finally get some rest, but you needed to get into pajamas before caving into his pleas.
"Baby hurry, I need you to help me sleep." Denki whined, smushing his face into his pillow as he impatiently watched you change.
"I'm coming I'm coming, just let me put some pants on and then I'll be there." You reassured, laughing quietly.
"Screw your pants, I'll keep you warm. Just come here and let me hug you." Denki whined once more, his cheeks puffed out playfully.
° You obliged to his demands, snuggling under the blankets with only a shirt and pair of underwear on. Denki instantly placed small kisses against your lips as a way to properly welcome you home, his arms snaking themselves against your lower back and bum. He nuzzled his head under your chin, letting you stroke though his hair and press kisses to the top of his head. You felt special knowing how much you've impacted his routine, so much so that he now needs you to fall asleep.
° You felt Denki begin to snore gently, his arms still tight around your body as if you'd ever want to leave this peaceful moment. You'd be lying if you said you could sleep without Denki's presence, the truth was that he's impacted your life just as much as you've impacted his. This never failed to make you wonder how managed to meet someone so perfect for you, Denki was truly your one and only... And small moments like these only sealed that fate.
"I love you so much, my future husband." You whispered, pressing a kiss to his head before letting sleep take over your body.
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- Bakugo Katsuki -
° It's canon that Bakugo is a good cook, it's shown many times throughout the series. Which is why he often takes over the meals when it comes to your relationship, he doesn't mind cooking supper especially since he gets to decide what you two will be having. But every so often, you decide you want to help him cook, even if you aren't great at it... You still think it's be cute to share the kitchen with your boyfriend.
° You walked into the cozy kitchen, watching as your boyfriend threw some fresh hot peppers into the chilli he was making. You carefully wrapped your arms around your large muscular boyfriend, noticing that he didn't seem to mind your presence since he continued to stir the chilli around before searching for some spices in the cupboard. Once he added a couple different spices, he put a lit onto the meal and let the flavors get trapped into the delicious creation he's made.
"Do you need any help Suki?" You asked quietly, gazing up at him as he munched on a chilli pepper casually.
"I'm finished with supper, but you can prepare the drinks if you'd like." He explained, smiling cheekily as your eyes lit up at his suggestion.
"Strawberry milk with a sliced strawberry rim it is then." You cheered, knowing that milk would help calm down some of the spice your boyfriend added to supper.
° Bakugo took a sip from his cup, popping his strawberry slice into your mouth for you to enjoy. Despite his milk mustache, he leaned down to give you a quick kiss on your lips, squishing your cheeks together so he could plant even more on your pouty lips. He knew he was head over heels in love with you, but he's grown to accept that face. Bakugo knows you love him for who he truly is, and it's nice knowing he doesn't have to worry about being the best when he's around you... Because he always feels like a winner with you.
° You chased after his lips one last time before he ushered you to the living room, slowly removing his black and orange apron as he poured the chilli into two bowls. He placed the meal infront of you while you scrolled through Netflix, one of his arms draped across your shoulder as you decided on some animal documentary. Even though you were dead set on the adorable lemurs that it showed on the screen, Bakugo couldn't take his eyes off of you. The way you smiled in content by the delicious food, your sparkling eyes... God he was so in love with you.
"You're too loveable for your own good, I can't help but want to kiss your face." Bakugo commented, pressing a fast kiss to your stuffed cheeks.
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Official Kisses
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- Todoroki Shoto -
° Shoto knew it was time for the next big step in your relationship, he knew it was time to propose to you. He never thought he'd meet someone so special to him, someone he wants to spend every second of every day with, someone who he can proudly say he wants to have a family with... He thought that person was just someone that he could dream of. But here you were walking a long side him as he guided you towards the location of where you had your first date. It was at the local gardens, where you fed the ducks and had a small picnic.
° Shoto didn't want to propose to you at some fancy restaurant with a large crowd, he didn't want it to be extravagant or expensive. Even if he could make it happen easily, he knew that's not what you wanted. You didn't see him as the son of Endeavor who's well off, you saw him as a timid awkward guy who liked to keep things quiet and casual. It wouldn't make sense for him to make things extravagant all of a sudden, since that not what either of you craved.
"Aw, we're at our first date location. That's where that duck bit your shoe so you'd give him bread." You exclaimed, pointing towards the Cherry blossom tree where you both sat under.
"I'm glad you remembered. There's actually a reason I brought you here specifically." Shoto hummed, his hand shaking as he hid the Tiffany box behind his back.
"What is it Sho?" You asked, looking so beautiful without even trying. He knew that he was making the right decision.
° Shoto gently guided you under the blossom tree where you both laughed and shared sandwiches under. The day where he genuinely smiled, he couldn't remember the last day he did that before he met you. You were his close friend before dating, so maybe that's why if felt as though you two were soulmates even before the second date with him. Maybe that's why it was even more intimidating to be proposing to you, knowing you could reject his advances.
° Shoto softly got on one knee revealed the beautiful diamond ring that he picked out for you, half was gold and half was silver. Shoto expressed how happy you've made him, explaining that he doesn't know where he'd be right now if he hadn't met you. You make him whole and he wants to make you feel just as loved as you've made him. He wants to love you for the rest of his life.
"Y/n l/n, will you please do me the honour of spending the rest of my life with you. I promise to show you nothing but love and happiness, my dear y/n." Shoto revealed, watching in shock as you nodded yes with tears flooding down you cheeks.
° He shakily slipping the ring onto your finger, beaming as you practically pounced onto him. Both of you laying on the grass as the moonlight reflected a beautiful art across the lake, tears in your eyes but a bright smile nonetheless. Shoto couldn't wait any longer, the perfect proposal had to be sealed with a soft lingering kiss. It was warm and gentle, his hands holding you as if you were the finest China. You were his most prized thing in life, why wouldn't he hold his fiancee like the treasure they are?
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- Kaminari Denki -
° Denki kept pacing around the living room, did the lights look okay? Was the playlist ready? This was your favorite meal right? Was his hair too messy for this important moment? He was overthinking everything, but that's what happens when he finishes the set up half an hour before you can even get home. Denki was proposing to you, and he wanted to make sure you got nothing less than perfection for this night. Even if you said no, he still wanted it to be a nice night.
° Denki knew you were the one for him, everything about you was like a new addiction. Your laugh, your kisses, your body, your voice, your touch, even your scent drove him insane. But even if he loved you with everything he had, it still didn't calm down his nerves as he looked that the gold diamond laced ring with a small lightning bolt engraved on the inside. There was a chance you could say no, but he at least wanted to give the thought a chance before time slipped away from either of you.
" I'm home... Wow. Denki what's all of this? It's beautiful, but what's it for?" You asked, your chest full of butterflies as he stood from the couch in an expensive looking suit.
" Before I reveal everything to you, I'd like to share a dance with my dear sunshine." He revealed, taking your hand as your song began to play gently across the speakers he set up.
"This is so beautiful, Denki you're going to make me cry." You laughed bashfully, already overwhelmed by all of the work he put in just to make you feel special.
° You swayed gently across the living room, his head softly rested against yours as you smiled up at him. A warm tear curving across your heated cheeks, your heart too overjoyed to be able to handle all of the love he was handing you. Denki softly molded his lips against yours, letting you calm down and melt into the moment. You deserved to be happy, and happiness was all he wanted to give you. You chased after his lips shortly after he retreated from yours, he gave you a small peck before he pulled away from your body.
° Denki lowered the volume of the music, sneakily taking out the black velvet ring box that he hid in his suit pocket. Before you could question why he stopped dancing, he got onto one knee and opened up the box. Denki expressed every reason he's fallen in love with you, admitting that there is no one else he wants to be with other than you. There's no future without you in for him, and he wants to take that step towards it.
"My beautiful sunshine, you never fail to make me feel like the happiest man on earth. I used to think love was a myth, but you've proven me wrong. I now can't think of a future without me loving you in it, so will you let me love you for the rest of our lives?" Denki spoke up, tears welling up in his golden eyes.
° You squealed yes over and over again, laughing as tears flowed from your eyes. Denki rushed to his feet, slipping the ring onto his lover's finger. You clung to him as you cried out in joy, you were going to marry the man of your dreams. As you tried to regain some composure, Denki placed small kisses to the top of your head. His hands stroking your back warmly, he let you cry and squeal for as long as you wanted. You had the rest of your lives to look forward to, why not let you enjoy these moments for as long as you can?
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- Katsuki Bakugo -
° Bakugo loved you, he adored the way you made him feel happy, the way you treated others, the comfort you gave him, and the safety net you always placed for anyone to fall into. That's why Bakugo held onto the red velvet ring box tightly as you both got onto the ferris wheel. The ferris wheel has benches and a small gap for him to kneal in, it was perfect. Bakugo had this planned ahead of time, already paying the carnival to help him with the proposal.
° The ride abruptly stopped, your cart at the very top as you looked over the town from such a beautiful point. Despite the ride stopping, you noticed that no one had gotten off so why did it stop? Just as you were becoming curious, a very familiar song began to play over the speakers. This was the song you and Bakugo danced to at prom, this was your song. You felt butterflies erupt in your stomach, a small glimmer of hope popping into your thoughts.
"Bakugo, did you perhaps plan this?" You questioned, leaning into his shoulder as you nodded along to the song.
"I did, but I also have something else that I need to tell you." Bakugo replied, pressing a small kiss to your head before he stood to his feet.
"What's going on?" You asked, your body trembling with anticipation as you watched your boyfriend take out a small box from his pocket.
° Bakugo got onto one knee, showing off the golden diamond ring with will a small fire like spiral holding the ring in place. Just as you began to feel tears well up in your eyes, you looked down to the carnival to see all of 1a and your families watching both of you. Bakugo held your hand with his free one, softly explaining that he wants to be your one and only and that he promises to love you for as long as he can.
° As he took a small break from his sentence, orange and yellow fireworks bursted into the night sky. Spelling out, will you marry me? Then finishing off with y/n l/n. You couldn't beleive all of the work he put into this, it was like something straight out of a fairytale. A small tug of his fingers brought your attention back to him, his heart racing with anticipation as he awaited your response. He wanted to hear a yes so badly, he needed a yes from you.
"Y/n l/n, will you make me the happiest man on earth and marry me? I swear to treat you like the treasure you are and give you everything you've ever wanted." Bakugo asked, pressing a small kiss to your knuckle while silently praying that you'll say yes.
° You practically screamed yes, causing the crowd below to cheer and let the proposal balloons fly into the night sky. Bakugo placed the ring onto your finger softly, smiling with pride as it fit your finger perfectly... It was meant to be. The ride began to go once again, but the small shake of the ferris wheel didn't stop you from placing a well deserved kiss to your Fiancee's lips. The kiss was passionate, warm, and a bit short. But there were many more kisses to give, especially since you two will be together for the rest of time.
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Sick, feat Shinsou and Deku
A/N: I picked these two since I haven’t updated either of their wattpad books in over a year, and I wanted to write some MHA stuff. Adults I guess
~Shinsou Hitoshi~
Shinsou had been sick for multiple days now and even though he didn’t have a fever anymore, he was still feeling like absolute crap. He missed you, but he also felt like it was better if you didn’t come over, since he didn’t want to get you sick too. You however, had a different idea.
You had a long weekend coming up, since you had gotten Friday and the next Monday off, and you wanted to spend it with Shinsou. You didn’t want to get sick, but you missed your boyfriend more than you cared about that, so you decided to go over to his place anyway.
You picked up some groceries so you could make him some chicken noodle soup, before making your way over to his place.
Shinsou was basically dying on the couch when he heard the knocks on his front door.
“Don’t tell me…” he sighed, suspecting it might be you.
He put on a face mask, wrapped a blanket around himself and went to open the door.
“Hey babe, I thought you might want some company, and food” you said, raising the bag of groceries.
“I appreciate the thought, but I don’t want to get you sick too”
“I know, but I missed you and I want to help you get better. If I get sick too, we can just take care of each other” you shrugged, pushing your way past Shinsou.
He didn’t really want to say no to you, he had missed you too after all.
“Fine, but it’s your fault when you get sick” he said with a raspy voice.
“Yeah, yeah, now get back on the couch and rest, I’m gonna make you some food” you smiled.
“Soup?” Shinsou croaked hopefully as basically fell back onto the couch.
“Yep!”
“Aye” he cheered very tiredly.
You set the groceries down and threw your jacket on one of the chairs next to the dining table. You made the soup, and when it was done you went to wake him up.
“Toooshiii” you stretched out his name as you walked to the couch to tell him the food was ready.
He was asleep, the facemask still hanging on one of his ears but not on his face anymore. You smiled and pulled the mask away, setting it down on the coffee table next to the couch. He was so cute when he was asleep. You decided to just let him sleep. You picked up the blanket that had fallen on the floor and pulled it over him, placing a kiss on his forehead.
“Get your rest, I’ll be here when you wake up” you smiled.
~Midoriya Izuku~
“You don’t need to take care of me, I’ll be fine on my own” Midoriya tried to insist.
“I know, but I want to” you said as you made him a cup of tea.
Midoriya was sitting in the huge armchair, wrapped in a blanket as you handed him the tea cup.
“Thank you” he coughed.
Midoriya had never been sick much, even as a kid. The occasional flu or stomach bug maybe, but he hadn’t felt this crappy in years. He’d been sick for almost a week now and his fever kept going up and down. He wasn’t sleeping properly, because he was waking up to cough in the middle of the night so he was exhausted. He really appreciated you taking care of him, and he wanted you to know that. It just felt a bit odd for him, he was usually the one taking care of people, be it because of his job as a pro-hero or in his day to day relationships. That’s not to say you weren’t there for him any time he needed you. You were his rock, his safe haven, always there for him when he needed you.
“Do you wanna watch a movie or something?” you asked
“There’s a new All Might documentary I’ve been meaning to watch, how about that?” Midoriya suggested.
“Sure, just don’t blame me if I fall asleep in the middle of it” you joked.
Midoriya just chuckled, before that chuckled turned into a cough.
“Oh babe, I wonder what’s going on with you, you’ve never been sick for this long, not in the time I’ve known you” you said as you snuggled next to him in the armchair.
“It’s just a flu, nothing to worry about. I’m sure I’ll be fine in a couple more days” Midoriya assured you.
“I really hope so too” you said and kissed him on the cheek.
He was really warm, his fever was probably spiking again. Midoriya wrapped his arms and blanket around you, so you were both snuggled comfortably next to each other.
Someone certainly fell asleep during the documentary, but it wasn’t you. Midoriya managed to stay awake for almost a half an hour, but after that he was lights out, and you followed not far behind. You fell asleep in each other’s arms, and Midoriya slept better than he had in days.
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lou-struck · 2 years
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Little Words
Hitoshi Shinsou x reader
~You just can't have another sleepless night, luckily you have someone who can help you out.
Warnings: Consensual brainwashing, Insomnia but still soft Af, you and Shinsou are roomies who have feelings for eachother.
Wc: 1.2k
1:30…blink
2:13… blink
2:15…blink
The damn clock mocks your insomnia as its ever-changing numbers show you that another night is passing without you getting a wink of sleep.
No matter how many glasses of water you drink, no matter how many times you change your clothes or sheets, and no matter how many sheep you count. Your body doesn’t want to surrender to the sleep it desperately needs.
In frustration you turnover the clock so at least you can be unaware of how much time you’re wasting staring out the speckled ceiling. 
Groaning in frustration you roll out of your bed hoping the sheets can cool from your body heat and make your way into the kitchen for yet another glass of filtered water. The pitcher is nearly empty as you take it from the fridge and place it on the counter. Taking a coffee mug from the drying rack you pour what's left of the water inside it while cursing yourself for not filling up the Brita Filter earlier. If your roommate Shinsou was here he would probably scold you for breaking roommate etiquette, but he isn't here. 
His job as an underground hero causes him to live a practically nocturnal lifestyle; Sleeping during the day and fighting crime at night, you worry for him but you also know he has worked hard to become the Pro he is today.
The trickling of filtering water keeps you company as you perch on the barstool and take little sips from your mug in silence. You can feel the bags under your eyes weighing you down while sardonically mocking you for your inability to act on those urges. 
With a groan, you lay your head down on the cold countertop as you hear the front door creak open. Turning your head just a bit you are able to see the fluffy purple head of your roommate Walk through the entryway.
“ you’re awake?“ he says looking at you and your deflating form.
“ and your back early from patrol.“ you deadpan not having the energy for the normal banter that the two of you have.
“ my mission was cut short. What was supposed to be an all-night steak out only took a few hours until we had what we needed,” he explained sitting next to you.
His tired eyes find your own and he is surprised to see just how exhausted you look. “ when’s the last time you slept?”
“ I dunno, Wednesday maybe… I haven’t been paying attention.” You answer honestly. Feeling ashamed of your body's inability to function properly.
“It’s Saturday, why haven’t you been able to sleep?” He asks gently placing a hand on your drooping shoulder.
“ I try Hitoshi, there’s just so much going on that my brain can’t turn off.” You say. The stress is getting to you as your eyes begin to water. 
“ Hey, it’s all right. If you wanna talk about it we can.” He says hoping that he can help you earnestly. He really doesn’t want to mention it but he cares about you deeply.
“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be so Shortt. I just really want to sleep, if only there was a way to get my brain to turn off.“ you groan once again placing your head back onto the countertop.
he’s quiet for a moment as he gently rubs your back with comforting circles. “ I think I have a way of helping you, but I want to make sure that you’re okay with it before I try anything.“ he says in contemplation.
“W-what is it?” You ask jolting up, “at this point, I think I’m ready to do anything.”
“I-I could use my quirk on you and put you to sleep that way. I know it’s a little scary to be out of control but if you think it’ll help then I’ll do it…for you.” He says tensing up at the mention
“ I trust you Hitoshi.“ you say quietly. “Could you… put me to sleep?” 
“Yes.” He breathes standing up. “ let me just change out of this for a second it stinks.” He says giving his hero suit a whiff for effect. 
“Yeah, you do smell pretty bad,” you chuckle walking into your bedroom. Looking around at the cutter that currently resides on your floor you begin to feel a bit of panic. Shinsou may be your roommate, but that doesn’t mean you spend a lot of time in each other's rooms.
Quickly you scoop up the mountain of dirty clothes from your floor and shove them into your hamper scanning your floor for anything else you can put away before he comes into your room.
Feeling satisfied with your less than stellar quitting job you smoothed over the covers of your bed and move a few of your extra pillows to the floor.
A few minutes later Shinsou comes in wearing a pair of dark sweatpants and what looks like a faded T-shirt for some obscure sports team. “ are you sure you wanna do this?“ He asks nervously, taking a seat on your bed. 
“ I am, but before you do will you stay here with me tonight?“ you ask patting the covers next to where you are currently laying down.
The hero's cheeks flush a deep pink color as he realizes that you want him to stay with you. “all night?”
“ all night,” you confirm shooting him a shy smile that melts his heart.
“ I will.” He says clearing his throat. “ are you ready?“
“Yes,” you say softly. 
Suddenly you feel your eyes glaze over and body tense up as his quirk washes over your brain. It’s terrifying not being able to move at all. But you know that Shinsou would never hurt you or take advantage of you.
“It worked” he breathes looking at the cloudiness in your eyes that are awaiting his next command. “Y/n,  I want you to relax, you deserve to have a good night's sleep,” He says softly. At the command, you feel your body responding to his command. The stiffness in your joints seems to dissipate as you sink further into the mattress.
“Good, now close your eyes,” he commands. Your lids flutter shut and the only thing you are aware of is his magical voice that bounces around your brain. You wonder what he’s going to say next.
There is a slight dip in the mattress as he lays next to you, “Don’t worry, I’ll keep my promise to you and stay,“ he whispers gently brushing a stray hair from your forehead. “Now, go to sleep.”
With those little words, sleep crashes over you, and for the first time in days, you were able to go and stay asleep. 
~
The next morning, you wake up feeling remarkably well-rested. Turning your head you see Hitoshi in bed asleep next to you. His hand is clasped around yours and his normally tired-looking face looks peaceful. Butterflies flutter in your stomach as you take time to engrave this into your memory. 
Not wanting to disturb him you give his hand a little squeeze and decide to enjoy a bit more sleep.
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nightfall-kachiniko · 2 years
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imagine you’re drinking something and as you pull the glass away after taking a sip, it leaves the liquid on your lips, giving a glossy finish. They notice as they tilt your head up with their hand, making you face their eyes glowing down above you. They wipe your lips with their thumb, a memorizing look in their eyes as they whisper “you look so pretty baby..”
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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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mystiquevi · 2 years
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Ako mhie Jk
Ok first character that came to mind is shinso?
aaaaaaaa shinsouuuuu!! >< been wanting to write for him ♡ thank you for the requesttt! sorry it took this long :c ,, also this is supposedly a full angst one but i cannot resist on turning it into a comfort fic </3
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—shinsou hitoshi.
sfw. gn!reader. self-insert. contains angst and comfort themes. wholesome and fluff themes as well with a dash of funny moments. established friendship.
warnings: mentions of food + a section of shinsou's brief past before ua (regarding his quirk), and a mention of a curse word (once!)
note: thank youuu thank youuuu againnnn for requesting bestieee! ♡
this takes place after the sports festival arc! this one is mainly focused on shinsou's pov :0 + if there are any inaccuracies i apologize :<
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Shinsou Hitoshi. Unpredictable, is what many used to describe him. In a sense wherein his old peers viewed his own quirk as villainous.
Half expecting he'd be a villain because of it.
The majority are exposed to flashy quirks, thinking of such have higher chances of becoming heroes than those who do not. It's somewhat treating a particular status-quo as normal. Any other quirk beyond those categories might be seen under the villains. However, quirkless individuals are often ridiculed or looked down upon.
For Shinsou Hitoshi, he had grown to deal with it. And had learned to adapt to his quirk despite being less flashy than the rest. Shinsou couldn't care less.
Yet the strong yearning to be recognized of his potential into being part of the Hero Class is a goal he's willing to get.
He wants to prove anyone who had doubted him—that they were wrong about such a strong assumption.
"Toshi?"
Shinsou cleared his throat, pretending he wasn't busy with his thoughts again. Averting his gaze to meet yours, catching a glimpse of the growing red tint across your cheeks.
"Can you repeat what you were saying?" He asks, though his monotonous voice is laced with a tinge of embarrassment for spacing out. "I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention."
How long was he spacing out for? He couldn't tell…
"No worries!" Flashing him a reassured smile, still feeling the warmth on your cheeks. "I was asking if you had finished the paper due tomorrow?"
"Ah," He remembers, humming in response. "I had already finished it yesterday."
His response left you in shock.
"That's good to know, Hitoshi!" You said, giving him a thumbs up.
Shinsou, being the ever so attentive friend. Shifting his gaze back on the paper, writing the last paragraph needed as he spoke, "Do you need help with it?"
His question caught you a little off-guard.
You placed a hand beside your mouth, whispering, "...Is it okay with you? I know you've been quite busy lately…"
"It's fine, my extra-curricular activities are canceled today." He casually replies. "Besides, we haven't hung out for a while too."
Of course he had to come up with something like a small white lie to cover up that he had been taking lessons, and perhaps—sparring sessions too. Secretly.
Though, he never liked the idea of lying to you. But for the sake of keeping a secret, he has to. And you never did pry into it any further.
"You are my life savior, Hitoshi-kun!" Your smile grew bigger. "Thank you."
Hitoshi wasn't sure if it's the weather today. Seeing as if, the sunlight made you glow from where he sat. Noticing your eyes were sparkling in excitement.
"After school?" He questioned.
You blinked.
"Eh?"
"Do you want to study together after school?" He clarified with a small hint of a smile.
"Right, right! Where, though?" You then ask.
Shinsou chuckled lightly, "Your dorm?"
You've been pacing.
For the past fifteen minutes or so, you've been pacing around the dorm.
Contemplating on the panic response you gave to Shinsou not long ago (it's only been an hour). Because you'd agreed the study session would be at your dorm, hence the current situation right now. Pacing around, waiting for him. Which resulted in a last minute clean-up, shower, and change of clothes.
Shinsou updated you after class that he might be a little late as he remembered to do an errand.
And you don't have to rush everything. You can wait.
Once 4 o'clock hits, there was a soft knock on the door. "It's Shinsou."
His muffled voice from the other side could be heard.
You were quick to tidy yourself up before opening the door, perhaps—a little too quickly. Feeling your weight was falling until Shinsou gripped the material of your sweater with one hand. Preventing you from falling face flat on the floor.
Helping you maintain your balance, as he quickly then shoves his hand on the pocket of his jeans. "...Are you alright?"
Quickly nodding in reply, "I'm good! Thank you, uh…have you been training lately?"
It baffles him slightly on how you could tell that he was. From his quick reflexes? Tight grip? Or was it the callous hand that gave it away?
A faint tint of red spread across his ears, he nervously scratches his nape. "...Yeah—after the festival, I really wanted to…find ways to improve myself."
It made you smile warmly. "I admire you for your determination, Toshi. Even after the festival, you continued to work on yourself. And that's already admirable of you."
"If the day ever comes where you'll be able to fulfill that dream, I'll continue to always support you. I'm proud of how far you've accomplished." The genuine sincerity coming from your heart never fades. "I believe we can make it…"
Shinsou couldn't comprehend why.
But when he dropped the bags of refreshments he had brought, and welcomed you in an embrace—it felt right.
A stray tear had trickled down from his cheek. Muttering out a soft, "thank you."
And he meant it.
Returning the gesture, hugging him back. Comforting him while soothing his back, and pulling him closer to your warmth.
Both of you stayed like that for a while or maybe a little longer.
After pulling away, helping him take the refreshments on the counter by the kitchen. Before indulging yourselves in school work.
"We should spar next time," You suggested out of the blue. Taking a sip of the drink, "And maybe teach me some tricks."
Shinsou smiles and sets down his pen, "I'm free over the weekend, how's that sound?"
Your eyes gleamed. "Deal!"
"First, homework." He reminds, pointing the pen on the laid out papers with a knowing grin. "Then maybe I'll think about it—"
"Toshiii!" Giving him a nudge, looking at him pleadingly in an attempt to have him agree with it. "Don't give me false hope."
He reaches out to ruffle your hair with a chuckle, "I'm not~" Singing in response, "I did offer it, didn't I?"
"If I finish it before friday, will you consider?" Now you're the one who wanted to clarify his offer on teaching you to spar.
Shinsou pretends to think for a moment, "What about if you could finish this before I finish preparing our snacks?"
He then stood up from the cushion, and headed straight to the counter and began to prepare.
"EH?!" A nervous sweat rolled down on the side of your face, staring at him in disbelief. "At least give me a warning before you start!"
Shinsou sticks out a bit of his tongue to tease, "You only need another 100 words to finish the paper, you can do it. Right?"
"ShIT! I WROTE WHAT YOU SAID—" You groaned from the table, trying to search for a liquid eraser on your pencil case. "Don't start yet!"
It made Shinsou laugh lightly, shaking his head. Watching you—concentrated on finishing the paper. Perhaps, he was able to get you to write a little over the word limit before he could bring in the snacks on the table.
He purposely riled you up a little, and for him to purposely prepare the snacks as slow as he could.
He silently eats beside you, offering a bite of food on the plate every now and then. As you had grown fixated on finishing the paper. To which, you accepted wordlessly.
Moments like these, he cherishes it a lot. Especially if it's with you.
"...Toshi?" Suddenly catching his attention upon hearing the nickname. Your hand slightly brushing against his underneath the table, "I'm really grateful that we're friends because you mean the whole world to me."
A small yawn escapes from you, "...Like you really, really do. Thank you for letting me know you better…every day."
"I hope we get to know each other more, even in the future…" Were the last words he heard from you before the soft snores came.
You had fallen asleep on his shoulder.
Carefully adjusting himself to let you sleep a bit comfortably, making sure you wouldn't stir yourself awake.
Shinsou Hitoshi wouldn't lie that a fond smile adorns his features. "Thank you for accepting me for who I am too, Y/N…"
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heartfullofleeches · 2 years
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Yandere Pro hero Hitoshi Shinso x gn Reader
Warning: masochism, graphic violence(visions), kidnapping, reader in denial of said kidnapping 
Notes: Reader has a quirk that gives them random visions of their own future. I know Hitoshi can’t make people talk in Canon, but we’ll ignore that for this stories sake
The fading light of day peaks through your curtains, casting its rays on your bedridden form. The midday breeze rolls in through a crack in your window; sending in a chill you couldn’t get rid of even if you wanted to. “Some fresh air is good for you.”, was the reason given for why the frame was nailed with a slight opening. The purpose behind it  being nailed shut in the first place was never given, but you learned not to ask.
Laying motionless, the faint smell of food placed on the nightstand beside you wafted in your direction. Your stomach would cry for it periodically; but you refused to eat. Hitoshi had special plans for tonight, and you didn’t want to spoil your appetite. Unfortunately, thirst wasn’t something you could ignore, which is why the bottle of water accompanying the plate was empty. You’d finished the drink hours ago, and now dryness sat on your tongue once more. That and with the cold air in the room you needed another blanket.
You sit up from your fetal position, heavy metal around your leg hitting the bed post as you throw it over. You had gained the ankle bracelet after leaving the house one day without telling him. You ran out of some stuff in the pantry, and decided picking them up was the least you could do in your condition. It was a bad decision on your part, as when you returned you found Hitoshi near hysterics on the front porch. He pleaded with you to not leave like that again; promised he’d bring whatever you needed– and you agreed. Still didn’t stop him from slapping the bulky thing on your leg a day later. 
Your door opens with ease. There were only three locked doors in this house that you knew of. The front door, his door, and the little door in front of the fireplace. Hitoshi joked that he didn’t want any fires while he was gone, and the matter was left at that.
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You walk down the hallway leading into the living room, shivering as you enter. It was even colder than your room, the large space leaving more room for the cold to linger. The TV stood to your immediate left, available for when you got bored. No access to news stations though, you’d notice. Beyond that stood the front door, brooding over you with its tall frame. Even if you didn’t have your fancy jewelry, the house was the only one on the block and in a neighborhood you didn’t recognize. You could see him finding you long before you found anyone else; the grip of his hands around you as he ushered you home almost real. The look of worry and desperation shrinking you.
You shake the thought from your head, entering the kitchen to your right. The cabinets with all the dishes were located above your head, resulting in you having to stand on your toes to get what you need. You reach to grab a glass, the closest cup set just a hair too far back for you to get a proper hold. It slips from your grasp as you pull back, crashing to the floor beside you and scattering into a million pieces. Cursing to yourself, you try to step around the mess to get the broom; but the spread is too wide for you to get over properly. Glass catches on the back of your foot, embedding itself inside you as you step down. 
“Shit!” You hiss, hopping a few more steps before flopping down to check the damage. The heel of your foot was covered in red, stained the clear glass stuck inside. The pain was deep and spreading. You breath heavy, calming yourself with shaking hands as you grip the first shard. You close your eyes, brace yourself, and – its gone.
The glass, the dread; all of it gone in an instance – merely a figment of your imagination. You stand under the cabinet just as you had moments before, hand stuck in a reaching motion. Your foot tingled slightly, but otherwise it was perfectly fine. It had been a while since your quirk had shown itself in such a realistic way. You weren’t exactly in control of when random predictions of the future would flash before your eyes, so it was easy to be caught off guard. After reality shifts back into place you take your vision’s advice and grab a plastic cup instead. 
As you sip your water, you think back to the last time you had such a strong vision and the event that lead to this very kitchen. It happened moments before the actual attack occurred and too late for you to escape harm’s way. You’d end up on a alley street, large gash in your side and scooped up by a familiar pair of arms as you bled over his costume. Lo and behold, you were ambushed by an unseen assailant and stabbed in the side without warning.
By some miracle, your long time friend, Hitoshi, wasn’t far behind and saved you that night; taking you to his home instead of a hospital. The stitches you got were on par with those of a doctor’s; albeit by one that never let you leave afterwards. He’d make up excuse after excuse and each time you’d go back to bed no closer to leaving. The wound was barely a scratch at this point, but he insisted on you staying with him. He had been protective in the past, but this was on another level. 
Your phone buzzes in your pocket; a smile forming on your face as you see the sender‘s name.
“Hey, Y/n! Just checking up on you. Everything ok?”
Everything wasn’t all bad. Hitoshi let you keep in contact with close family and friends after all. No visitation or calls, but texts every now and then were enough. You finish up your drink, send a few messages, and grab another blanket before finally returning to your room.
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The front door clicks shut with the turn of a lock, signaling his return. You hear shuffling from the outer rooms till it leads to your door, the presence outside obvious. The door pops open and footsteps round the bed to the side you face. You weren’t sleep, but your eyes were shut and face covered by the blankets.
“Evening, Y/n..”
Hitoshi clicks his tongue, porcelain scrapping the table as he picks up the plate. “You didn’t eat your breakfast, did you eat anything today?”
Your lack of a response causes him to frown, kneeling beside you as he pulls the covers back. Maybe if you kept up the act he’d leave you alone for a bit longer. A palm against your cheek, smoothing the skin, causes you to flinch slightly. So much for that.
“If you want to play sleeping beauty, I know how to wake you up.”
Hearing that you shoot up like a rocket, slapping his hand away in the process. He never tried anything like that before nor would he, yet; but the thought still caught you off guard. You immediately regret the action as you met his gaze, chilling you to the bone. There’s a lazy grin on his face, but something more lied behind those dark purple eyes. He always got this – look when you used to lash out in your rebellious face. Just staring with emotion you couldn’t recognize; a hidden beast you just hadn’t set off yet.
“There you are.” He grins with a half smile. “Have a good day?”
“..Y-yeah it was fine. How was yours?”
“Can’t complain. I was thinking you could help me make dinner tonight since it’s been a while.”
“Sure, that sounds nice.” You climb out of bed once more, avoiding his eye. “Great, I’ll go take a quick shower then we can get started.”
He leaves the room and you follow behind to go wait for him. You could see bags of groceries on the table, along with a cake box. Before you go to inspect, you rub at the goosebumps littering your arms. It was even colder than before in here. You look over at the coat rack, his jacket the only one hanging. 
You’d been observant enough to know he kept two key rings; one for his room and the other for the rest. If you were lucky the latter would be there. Since he was home, it’d should be alright if you light a fire. Fishing around in the pockets, you find them. After a short celebration, you go over to the fire place and unlock the gate covering it.
A few pieces of near burnt out wood laid at the bottom, their charred bodies serving little use for firewood. You move them around some to place more; sporting something among the ash. It was a blink and you’d miss it moment, the corner of the ashen page nearly missing your eye. You pick it up out of curiosity; it’s contents freezing you more than the weather.
The top half of the paper had been completely burnt away, a smidgen of what was there left. The photo of someone wearing an oddly familiar shirt. As if you couldn’t recognize that, your own name was written underneath. Above that, in grayed bold letters, was the word “missing”. The final nail in the coffin was according to the date attached; you’d been missing for a whole year. 
The information hits you like a truck. This wasn’t you. It couldn’t be. You told everyone where you were, talked to them almost daily.
You throw the paper back in the fireplace and close it before Hitoshi returns. There’s something off in the smile you give him, but he ignores it; the two of you joining in the kitchen to make dinner.
Picking the duties, you opted to make the salad since it was easier and you’d gotten pretty good at handling a knife. Hitoshi didn’t hesitant to hand you one the first time you helped out in the kitchen. With a blade sharp enough to cut meat like paper and a handle almost as thick as your wrist, it looked odd in your hand; but to him it was just right. He’ll never forget the moment when he got just a little too close. The way your hand gripped it tighter. How you pointed it ever so slightly in his direction. It was so cute. He was flustered just from thinking about it.
One could say moment like that was happening again. You mindlessly cut, eyes loosely focused on the swinging blade and your fingers at its mercy nearby. You couldn’t stop thinking about what you saw. 
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Dinner goes by without a hitch. Hitoshi strikes up a few conversations that die off as fast at they’re struck. Finally comes the moment you dread. Hitoshi takes your plate and sets it aside, pulling the box in front of you. He carefully opens it to reveal a beautifully decorated. All it does is twist your stomach into knots. Especially the three words written in perfect cursive across its face. Words which Hitoshi repeats, adding a few more to go along with it that stick a dagger into your heart.
“Happy Anniversary, Y/n. I love you.”
You feel sick; nauseous. You turn to face him, uncertainty in your voice as you ask. “Hitoshi… Please tell me the truth. Will I ever allowed to leave?”
“Maybe someday, but why would you want to? I can bring you whatever you need. You don’t need anyone else. 
You rip yourself from your seat, distancing yourself as far as the room would allow; grabbing the knife from the table to make sure he kept it. You felt so stupid; falling into the fear that night brought. Believe that this prison was a safe haven
“You’ve kept me locked up for a year… making me think this was all for my health, when it was nothing but a sick fantasy for you.
“Y/n, I had to. Even now, you’re better than anyone else. I’ll give you a better life than anyone else can. I can protect you.”
“The only one I need protection from is you. You monster!”
Hitoshi freezes in place, jaw slack; heart thumping in his ears. It should hurt. Hearing you, his best friend, the love of his life; call him that should break his heart into two and it does. But it also drives something far darker in with its venom. The anger on your face. The steel of the knife pointed at him as an extension of your rage. It was so beautiful. A delicious sight he never wanted to let go of.
Seeing him there shaking dulls your anger a tad. You drop the knife to the floor, sighing in defeat.  You couldn’t hurt him no matter what. “I… I’m sorry. This is all just messing with my head I think I should-
“No.. no.. Continue.”
“Huh..?”
“Tell me more.. Tell me how much of a monster I really am.. I need it.”
“Hitoshi I didn’t mean that…”
“Yes you did and there’s more you want to tell me. I want it all.”
“I..”
“Do it!” Your limbs go numb, body unresponsive to all the commands your brain gives it. Had, had he used his quirk on you? He’d never done that once in the course of your lifelong friendship. Hitoshi looks on with absolute ecstasy; ready to relieve the buried desires he had for you.
“Tell me how awful I am..” He orders, guiding you along with every word.
Your lips move on their own, tongue sounding words you’d never speak in a million years.
“You’re nothing. You couldn’t even save me that day.”
“T-that's right. 
“Did you really think keeping me here would make me love you? Disgusting..”
“I know, but it’s the only thing I could do. You’re perfect. This whole world wants to steal you from me.”
He has to hold himself in place to keep from touching you. From pouring his love further into this madness and just driving himself on the blade of your words. “Keep going….”
“You aren’t good enough for me, you never have been.”
“I should cut you open. Let everyone see you for the person you really are.”
“A poor excuse of a hero. A villain.. A monster.”
“Ha.. haha. That’s exactly what I am. Now, give this monster what he deserves. Pick up the knife.”
Against all your will, you reach down and grab the knife. He wanted you to rush him, to pin him down, carve him up, and make him promise to use his pathetic life to do whatever way you saw hit. Instead your approach is slow, purposely drawn out for extra pain. The agony of wait; the pleasure of torture. 
As he awaited the on coming torment; the whole event flashed before you. Tackling Hitoshi to the floor. Cutting his shirt from his chest. His skin soon after. Stains cover your clothes and hands, ones you’d never get rid of. He’d laugh in twisted glee as you carve your name into him. Marking him as yours, claiming his mark on your mind. He’d scoop your face in his hands. Whispering only two words before he stole a kiss and forced your teeth around his tongue. 
“Love you.”
You didn’t want that. You didn’t want to see him like that. You wanted to remember him as you once did; a hero, not the twisted personification of obsession before you. It clears your head enough for you to maneuver your wrist, cutting a gash into your forearm in his place.
 “Y/n! What the hell did you just do?!” The hold over your mind vanishes as you collapse into his arms. He immediately addresses the wound, apologizing over and over for hurting you. For not being good enough. As he takes you to your room, holding you close; you realize why on the night he saved you the first thing you saw was his face.
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Ch.8
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Genre: Humor
Warnings: Swearing
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-The media is all about being in Y/n’s business. As best friend of the new #1 hero they’re all up in her business constantly now. Bakugo won’t stand for any Y/n slander so he’s always getting in trouble for talking shit about the media. Kirishima is a staunch supporter of shitting on the media, he just likes to use his manners <3
-Y/n loves her bestie, but she also loves riling him up more. The group is very interested in what Shinsou is packing. Shinsou does in fact have a noticeable swing when he’s wearing nothing but sweatpants. Shinsou’s friends thing the whole thing is hilarious. Shinsou doesn’t let it bother him. He’s too busy enjoying everything that is Y/n. 
-After the second week, Bakugo gave Shinsou a lab key so he wouldn’t have to fill out the paperwork needed to access the building. Sometimes, Shinsou will take his work with him and work on it at a table while Y/n is working on projects. Shinsou is still shy about everything so he doesn’t take his friends telling him cheesy stuff very well. 
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