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kingyo-konbini · 1 year
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FRIENDLY REMINDERS & MATH EQUATIONS [SHINSOU HITOSHI X READER]
[SUMMARY] what one person writes on their skin also appears on the skin of their soulmate. reader is forgetful and shinsou is bored. awkwardness ensues. [PRONOUNS] she/her [GENRE] fluff | soulmate au [POV] third person [WORD COUNT] 1083 [CONTENT] soulmate-identifying marks | pov switch between reader & shinsou | math
She was forgetful.
[Name] always had an issue with remembering things. She would put reminders on her phone, sticky notes on her walls, and big red words on her whiteboard and in her planner. And yet, somehow, she always seemed to miss them. The only thing she found that would work (and that wasn't even a guarantee) was writing the reminders on her wrist and hand and arm.
When she first started doing it she worried that it would bother her soulmate, the person who saw the scribbled notes appear on their own skin as though they had written it. But, after a while, she forgot about that, too.
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He was bored.
Shinsou Hitoshi had a problem with staying awake during study hall. He was fine during the actual lessons, hoping to soak up as much hero stuff as he could, but when he was left to his own devices he became utterly bored and horribly tired. He would read and go over notes, but those activities quickly became just as boring as doing nothing. The only thing that would stave off his boredom was to look at the words that would sometimes cover one of his limbs. And on the days where there was nothing, he would absentmindedly draw small doodles on the empty space.
When he first started doing it, he worried that his soulmate would find the cartoon-ish cats to be too childish, or his drawing abilities to be less than sub-par. But, after a while, he grew bored with that, too.
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It was Sunday. [Name] had two assignments due for English on Monday, neither of which she’d started, and a math assignment she was absolutely clueless about. She’d asked her friends, who were just as stumped as her, and Google didn’t even seem to have the answers, either. [Name] stared down at the math problems in front of her, mind split between figuring out the equations and working on the two English papers. Why had she thought spending Saturday with her friends, getting some extra practice in with their Quirks, would be a good idea?
In a moment of desperation, [Name] glanced at her wrist and the lack of anything drawn by her soulmate. It had been some time since she’d seen anything drawn by them, and she had to admit that she missed seeing the cute cat doodles. It was rare for her to think about her soulmate, writing notes or reminders on her skin without so much as a second thought towards the other person who could read them.
She bit her lip and picked up her pen, hesitantly drawing the first equation into her skin. Underneath it she wrote “help?” and then capped her pen, set it down on the desk, and waited.
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Shinsou had never tried to communicate with his soulmate through the drawings. He knew people who had, people who had written down their location or phone number and met their soulmates that way. If Shinsou wasn’t being honest, he’d say that it was too much work and he wasn’t interested in the whole “soulmate” thing, anyways. If Shinsou was being honest, though, he’d say that he was worried about what he’d find. What if his soulmate thought he was ugly? What if they hated him and his Quirk? What if they were scared of him? They seemed like such a ditzy, cute person, always writing reminders on their skin, no matter how simple. How could he compare to that? To them, he was just the person who would draw a cat sometimes, and even that was rare.
And besides, they had never tried to contact him, either.
Which was why it was such a surprise when Shinsou saw the equation suddenly appear and the word 'help?' written beneath it. He’d been drying off from his shower, just having gotten back from training, when he noticed it. He stared at the numbers and letters and blinked. The equation looked familiar- they had just gone over it in class on Friday.
He could help his soulmate with a math problem.
Shinsou quickly finished drying off and got dressed, sitting at his desk and quickly picking up a pen. He wrote the word 'okay' beneath their request for help and waited a minute before getting to work.
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The moment his response appeared beneath her cry for help, [Name] felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. She waited with bated breaths as the process to solve the equation slowly appeared. [Name] copied it down, stroke for stroke, in her notebook. It took a second for her to realize she’d been holding her breath.
Within two minutes the answer was there, peering up at her from her wrist. The steps to getting it had been neatly recorded and transferred to the assignment sheet, and [Name] let out a long sigh of relief. 'thank you.' She wrote, adding a smiley face for good measure.
Content with that small bit of contact, [Name] turned back to her papers. She had just started attempting the next problem when the familiar sensation of lines appearing in her skin brought her back to look at her wrist. Written in the space where the palm meets the wrist were new words: 'do u need help w/ more?'
[Name] sucked in a breath, her heart racing against her ribs. Trembling more than she’d like to admit, [Name] wrote a short 'if it’s not too much trouble' beneath the question.
...
Shinsou couldn’t keep the stupid grin off his face. As soon as he realized it, though, he forced it away and replaced it with a neutral expression, though his eyes still glimmered. Talking to his soulmate made his heart beat quicker than usual; he told himself he wasn’t sure why, since he hadn’t given them much thought, but a voice in the back of his head whispered "you know why."
Hesitating for just a moment longer, Shinsou began to write down his phone number. Once the numbers were written, he grimaced. Had this really been a good idea? He thought back to the number of people who had done the same thing he had, though for different reasons. They all seemed happy enough, but was he ready to talk to his soulmate like they did?
Shaking his head, Shinsou assured himself that he wasn’t trying to connect with them. All he was doing was trying to help someone with their math homework. That was it.
Three minutes passed before his phone buzzed.
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kiwanopie · 1 year
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ran across this picture of pro!hero shinsou and immediately died of brainrot. part time college professor shinsou x bimbo!reader [if you think this is ooc then maybe you should just kiss me on the lips then.] suggestive
Seeing your face in full for the first time is already enough to twist his stomachs in knots. Fold it over itself a few times until it’s tightened in a neat little hitch, and his lungs the pretty bow on top the moment her mouth opens. Plump lips that kiss each word on its way out and nearly leaves him envious. His brain barely registers what’s actually been said until he’s taking a moment to revise.
And then he short circuits.
“Are you interested in having sex?”
Shinsou stands there a little stiller than he should as his student stares up at him curiously, doe eyes blinking expectantly at the older man as the cool training ground air dries out his slightly gaped mouth and his brain buffers at the reality of things.
You breathe in a little briskly before nodding again, looking away briefly like you’re chiding herself. “Oh, sorry,” You redouble. “Are you interested in having sex with me?”
This is his reality right now.
Shinsou Hitoshi is not a religious man, a spiritual man, sure; but he has never been quite so comfortable with the idea of god’s and otherworldly forces - so powerful that they foresee the outcome of his and the lives around him. He doesn’t like the thought of greater powers or deities of any kind. Invisible men that pull his strings or any leveraged omnipotence that could disrupt the equilibrium of reality or nature. He believes in Then and Now, and any paths he may take in the latter are his choice and his doing. His fate will always be in his hands.
….Although - He stares at that familiar soft tawny now softened by the evening sun. Exposed shoulders veiled by dark thickets of bouncing curls and about eight months of over the shoulder glances and lingering stares that are apparently being cashed in right before him. Even a man so dead set on his ideals might have to reconsider at an opportunity like this. Maybe there is a big man in the sky. Maybe he’s been watching him piss away his love life for the past twenty seven years and decided that this was the time to knock him on his ass about it. Maybe this is a gift?
Maybe this is a test.
There’s a long second he spends blowing out empty air before his voice can seep into the atmosphere.
“Wha-…You’re… seriously asking me this?” And he can’t tell if he means that out of disbelief or genuine curiosity.
You must take it as the latter, because you nod so genuinely - so cutely. That his teeth instinctively start to grind against each other. “I hope this isn’t an inconvenient way to ask. You’re usually really busy outside of our training bumps and I doubt your assistant would take me seriously if I made an appointment for this reason.”
“It’s also…” And he almost feels like the weird one for saying this. “…Wildly inappropriate.”
“Oh...” You pause, and for a moment he expects you to finally tune into how bizarre this situation really is.
Until you’re hitting him with another curveball. “Rejecting me would also be fine then, Sensei.”
That makes him openly grimace - throw his head back a bit and remind himself that: No, that isn’t the worst thing you’ve said since this conversation started. And yes, rejecting you was always a valid option. You say it so cooly that he’s almost afraid that you’re indifferent about the whole thing to begin with. Which begs the question:
“What’s this about?” Shinsou furrows.
You finally move your gaze from him to an empty corner of the wall as you fidgets on your feet a few tense seconds, wrapping your arms around yourself with a short hesitant shrug of your shoulders and pout in a way that can only be described as troublesome.
“I’ve… I can’t put all of my focus on climbing up the ranks anymore. Or on studying… or on anything else for that matter,” You start shyly. “All I’ve been thinking about for the past few months is you.”
The more you continue the closer he gets to self-destructing. “To be fair, I thought I admired your skill and resolve. - Which I do. It’s just… I like the sound of your voice and how it sounds when you talk to me. And the way you handle us trainees, and me whenever I mess up. I like the way your fingers feel on my leotard.”
The fact that he can see you riling yourself up at the thought of him, redistribute the weight on your feet like you’re looking for friction - His mouth doesn’t know whether to dry or salivate and for his sake he hopes his suit is thick enough to hide the bulge that’s steadily forming.
“All I can think of is having sex with you, Sensei.” You say truthfully. “And at least if you reject me then the humiliation of that’ll-“
“I’m not gonna reject you.” And the way your eyes light up makes his lungs feel near to bursting. Seriously, have you seen you? What chump would be so out of his mind to pass up something like this?
But he steps in a little closer, enough to get a whiff of oat and honey, and finely scrubbed in sugars. It’s an ego trip to see you start to fluster a bit. Although he’s sure he’s not faring any better.
You’re bathing in his attention. “But _____ - Sweetheart, it sounds like you just have feelings for me.” Shinsou exhales a little breathlessly. “A regular confession would’ve done just fine, and we could’ve gotten to the good parts later.”
“I feel the same way about you, y’know?” He pinches one of your cheeks. “‘Have for a while, actually,”
You simper. “You have?”
He nods with a warm hum. You’d purr in his hands if you could. “And now that everything’s out in the open, don’t you feel a little better? ‘Can finally think straight, huh?”
“No, now I wanna do it even more.”
Ah,
He pats your cheeks a few times as he raises his back to look over at the rest of your fellow classmates, flashes an innocent little lazy smile toward the field as he looks out for any wandering eyes and prays that that overhead bell is close to ringing.
Shinsou finds a secure grip on your jaw when the coast is clear. “Okay,” His smile sharpens. “That’s okay. - Hey, how about you try and make it through this bump and if you can do that; I’ll sneak into the ladies locker room and fuck you stupid. How’s that sound?”
The way your lips form into a pout by the force of his grip nearly has him pulling you forward to press his against them. “S’good, shensei. Thawnk yew!”
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zenphiaaa · 6 months
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Dance Again (Shinsou Hitoshi)
Shinsou x Gen!Reader Long Distance Relationship AU
<> The two of you met during your second year of high school
<> You manged to get a spot in a transfer program that would last six months before returning to your country
<> It was designed to better teach other heroes from around the world on new or improved ways of fighting villians
<> Shinsou got transfered into the hero class with you being in class 1A and him being in class 1B
<> Despite being in different classes, you were staying with Aizawa-sensei for the entirety of the trip
<> And Shinsou was staying with him for undisclosed reasons
<> You had a feeling but felt like it was rude to ask
<> Either way the two of you grew close over the those six months
<> Which resulted in feelings development in and being confessed to one another
<> A bittersweet moment as you both knew, you couldn't stay phycially together for long
<> After a long talk the two of you decided that you would be willing to try out a long distance relationship
<> It would be hard but it will also be worth it down the road
<> Cat Cafe dates, Going to the library on the weekends to study together, and having late night walks to the conveince store when Shinsou couldn't sleep. Even cuddling after a particlarly bad day of training
<> The two of you spent four months in the honeymoon bliss before you had to leave
<> That day was full of tears as well as promises
<> The two of you spent four months as a couple before doing long distance. And after two years, you were finally coming back to spend your break with him
<> You were unsure of what to do next in yourlife, whether you would stay in his country or your own was something that plagued your mind the last few days before going on the trip
<> You decided to stop thinking about it and just enjoy the moment
Shinsou wiped his sweaty hands over his jeans and he fiddled with the flowers in his hand. He was waiting at the airport, eyes hyper fouced on your flight on the screen. Only two more minutes until you landed and were offically on Japan soil. Offically closer to him, within distance. He felt butterflies fill his stomach as he shuffled his legs as a way to release all the nervous engery.
Shinsou took in a deep breath as your flight was now only seconds away from landing. He checked his breath and hair one more time before walking over to the gate. He wnated to be the first person you saw as you walked into the airport. He wanted to be the one who greeted you at the gate. (And if he had to lie to the others about having your flight delayed so he could be the first one to welcome you back, well he wouldn't tell anyone.) The tall male started to bounce on his feet as the doors opened and people came pouring in from the flight.
Almost immediately he saw your frame pulling a huge luggage behind you. Shinsou smiled softly as you scrunched up your nose at the weight of your bag. You were so cute. Without blinking, his feet started to make their way over to where you stood. A dopey smiled graced his lips as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder and dipped his face closer to yours.
Shinsou felt you freeze up before gently meltinh into his arms once you reliazed who was holding you. Shinsou gave you a soft smiled before pressing a soft kiss against the corner of your mouth.
"Welcome back."
While the two of you definitely needed to talk some things through about the future, your feelings were perfectly matched up during this moment. It made you want to melt with love.
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craftycheetah · 1 year
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Purr Like an Engine pt.12
CW: violence & mentions of police
Hitoshi’s eyes narrowed as the figure steps toward him. A lean man with a pale complexion, cracked lips, and wrinkles around his eyes emerges from the shadows. He has layered, untidy grayish-blue hair.
“It’s so nice to finally meet you,” he grins. “Pudding’s gained quite an interest in you.”
“You must be Tomura,” Hitoshi’s eyes narrowed.
“Ah, so you know of me. Please, call me Shiggy.”
“How could I not?” His laugh held no humor. “You’ve only been tormenting her for who knows how long!”
“You call it tormenting, I call it having a simple conversation with unintended consequences,” Tomura chuckles.
Hitoshi’s hands curl into fists at his sides. He feels rage bubble inside of him as he stared at the man who’s been hurting an innocent person, an innocent person who was his friend. He knew he couldn’t attack yet; he didn’t want to risk it if Tomura had a weapon on him or not. The best thing he could do was keep him talking.
“That’s not a conversation, that’s tyranny,” Hitoshi scoffs.
“It’s called love. You’ll understand one day.”
“Love is having their best interests at heart, not your own. Love is bonding and getting to know the person you care for and willing to do anything for them. What you consider ‘love’ is insane!”
“You say po-tay-to. I say po-tah-to!”
Sitting in the locked room, you sniffled as you sat in the corner of the makeshift room. 
You’ve been stuck in here for hours. The occasional sound of footsteps drew your attention from the floor to the door, hoping someone would let you out, only to feel dejected when it was either a League member giving you food, Dabi coming in to make fun of you, or Tomura trying to persuade you to change your mind and apologize. You’d never apologize to him. He made your life a living hell for months, and you couldn’t take it anymore!
A knock at the door pulls you away from your thoughts. Unlocking and peeking her head inside, Himiko smiles softly at you. “Hey, bestie.”
“Leave me alone, Toga. I don’t want to talk to you,” you glare.
“Please, let me explain. I didn’t have a choice!” she pleads.
“Whatever.”
“Shiggy ordered me to go with him. I didn’t know we were going to kidnap you; if I did, I would never have gone along with it. You don’t deserve this, and I’m sorry.”
“Well, ‘sorry’ won’t get me out of here. Tomura’s fucking crazy and he’s definitely not gonna let me go now.”
“What if I helped you get out of here?”
“What, Toga, that’s crazy? The rest of his gang is lurking out there and there’s no way they’ll let me get out without someone either alerting Shiggy or catching us.”
“Not if there’s a distraction. You’re still talking to that sleepy guy and his gang right?”
“Yeah, why?”
“You have their numbers?”
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“It’s go time!” Eijirou says, his voice booming as he yells.
The group nodded as they all got into position.
“Oops!” Mina exclaims loudly. 
Deliberately kicking out her foot, Mina pushes over the closest bike and snickers as the rest satisfyingly fall like dominoes, each creating a loud clang! noise that was impossible not to hear. From inside, Tomura’s head turned towards the door along with Hitoshi’s. A small smile came to Hitoshi’s face as Tomura’s wrinkled with annoyance.
“Will you idiots go check that out?!” He practically yells.
The other gang members look at each other before nodding and running outside. 
Mina sticks her tongue out at the gang members as she hops on her bike before revving her engine and driving off.
“It’s just you and me now,” Tomura smiles.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Means there’s not gonna be any witnesses.”
Hitoshi barely had time to process Tomura’s words as he swiftly moves to the side as Tomura charges at him, switchblade in hand.
“Holy shit, dude!” Hitoshi gasps. “What the fuck!”
Tomura’s tongue rakes over his top lip as he turns back towards Hitoshi and spins the knife in his hand. 
“You would’ve left if you knew what was good for you!”
Tomura charges again, but this time Hitoshi is prepared. Hitoshi slides to the side, jerking Tomura’s arm to the side as his hand forms into a fist. He takes a deep breath as he launches his fist into the side of Tomura’s head, effectively knocking him over, making him land on the floor with a harsh thud. 
“Fuck, you little shit!” he hisses.
The knife fell out of his hand, and a second was all Hitoshi needed before he leaps on top of Tomura, grabbing the switchblade before folding it closed. 
“No!” Tomura yells.
His eyes opened wide as he grabs Hitoshi by the throat and flips them over. A wide grin stretching acrosshis face as he noticed the blade clutched in Hitoshi’s hand. 
“You have two choices here, loverboy, either you give me the blade, and you can die that way, or you get choked to death like a bitch. Your choice!”
“All this for a woman who doesn’t even want you around?! That’s pathetic!” Hitoshi spits. 
Tomura growls as he lifts Hitoshi’s head and slams it into the concrete, repeating the motion until Hitoshi’s eyes begin to roll back into his head. The next time Tomura does it, Hitoshi pivots, using his strength to slam his head right into Tomura’s nose. Tomura’s hands fly to his face; crimson dripping incessantly from his nostrils and covering his fingers. 
“Goddammit!” he grunts.
Hitoshi uses the opportunity to scramble away, stars dancing in his vision.  Looking at the switchblade in hand, he tosses it aside before rolling out of the way as Tomura tries punching his face again.
Tomura gets up, the pain in his nose only fueling his adrenaline more. His eyes are red with unshed tears, but to Hitoshi, it looked like they were filled with rage. 
“You’re gonna pay for that!” He growls.
“Like hell!” a new voice calls out. 
Hitoshi looks towards the entrance to see Katsuki rushing towards Tomura, his body colliding with Tomura’s, knocking him back onto the ground. 
“Katsuki!”
“Can’t let you have all the fun,” he grins.
Katsuki helps Hitoshi stand and glares at Tomura, struggling to balance himself upright again. “Fuckin’ bastard’s still swinging? Let’s take this creep down,” Katsuki grins.
As Tomura charges at them again, Katsuki clenches his fist, slamming it into Tomura’s back as he dodges his attack. 
“This doesn’t concern you blondie, but since you want to be a hero so bad, guess I’ll have to get rid of you too!” he growles, stumbling as he glares at the duo. He swings at Katsuki, grinning like a madman as he takes Katsuki by surprise.
Katsuki ducks, swinging his fist into Tomura’s gut before groaning as he gets punched by him in the nose, sending Katsuki staggering back as Hitoshi rushes forward.
Jabbing his hand into Tomura’s side, Hitoshi tried his best to knock Tomura off his feet or at least incapacitate him.
This went on for ten minutes, the three men punching, jabbing, and occasionally kicking their opponents until Tomura suddenly got the upper hand as he stood over the tired and bruised bodies of Katsuki and Hitoshi.
“I’m the only one getting what he wants tonight!” His voice turned deranged with a psychotic edge in it. “I’ve got the woman of my dreams, my territory, and my gang. I rule this city!”
Katsuki grunted, a deep dark bruise forming on his arm, trying to push himself up before falling. Hitoshi let out a groan, reaching toward his friend, who lay on the ground a few feet away from him. 
“This is the end for you two! You’re never gonna see the light of day ever ag—”
Bang!
Hitoshi and Katsuki looked up to see Hanta, standing behind Tomura, breathing heavily with a baseball bat in his hand. 
Tomura fell to the ground with a loud thud, his body crumpling as he lay in a pathetic heap. 
“Hanta?!” “Plain face?!”  they shout.
“That was for Denki.”
Hanta helped the two men stand. “You guys okay?”
“Tch, I’m fine.”
“Little bruised, but I’ll live.”
The three turned around at the sounds of footsteps, Hanta raising the baseball bat in case some of Shigaraki’s goons heard the commotion. The three sighed in relief as a familiar and unfamiliar face appeared around the corner.
“Y/n?” Hitoshi breathed.
“‘Toshi!” You exclaimed.
He smiled as you ran towards him, embracing each other before letting go, except he still held you in his arms, resting his head on yours. 
“Who’s she?” He turned his attention towards the blonde behind you.
“That’s Toga, don’t worry, she’s good,”
She gave a small wave, a wide grin on her face as she watched you two. Without warning, there was a pounding at the door. 
“Huh?” Hitoshi turned around, hiding you behind him.
The door burst open, and men dressed in the same uniform stormed into the warehouse. 
“Police! Toga screamed.
“Freeze! T.P.D, don’t move!” one of the officers shouted. “Drop the weapon!”
Hanta carefully lowers his baseball bat and kicks it away from them.
“Which one of you is L/n?” another officer orders.
Peeking your head out from behind Hitoshi, you raise your hand. “That would be me, sir.”
“Walk forward, very slowly. Are you okay, did they hurt you?” the officer asks once you’re beside him.
“I’m fine, sir. It wasn’t them who hurt me. It was Tomura Shigaraki and his gang. He’s the one who kidnapped me. Wait, where is he?”
“On the ground over there,” Hanta scoffs. “He also ordered his goons to beat up my boyfriend.”
“Is this true?”
“Yes, it is,” Himiko speaks up, stepping forward.
“Who are you?”
“Himiko Toga, sir. I’m part of Tomura’s gang. I turned because Bossman’s ideologies and obsession with my friend went too far.”
“All of you are coming with me. Yoshitomo, Sadako, get him out of here.”
You watch a man and a woman dressed in uniform walk over to Tomura’s slightly rocking body and hoist him up, dragging him outside towards an ambulance. You look at Hitoshi nervously before being led into an unmarked police car by the officer.
Several hours after you and your friends were intensely questioned and interrogated by the police, you were let go except for Tomura, who was charged with kidnapping, attempted homicide, assault in the second degree, and accessory after the fact for the trauma he’s caused you and Denki.
After one of the officers dropped you off at home, you opened your door and instantly stiffened as you heard rustling.
“Neo?” you call out. “I just got home from getting kidnapped and I am not afraid to punch someone in the throat!”
You feel around for the light and shout in surprise as you see your coworkers emerge from behind your kitchen counter. “Surprise!”
“Ahh! Wait, Tsu? Koda? Sato? What are you guys doing here? Also, how’d you get in?”
“We might’ve found the spare key,” Tsuyu admits with a sheepish smile. 
You laugh tiredly and walk over to them, pulling them all in for a big hug. “You will not believe the shit that I’ve been through. I’m just happy that this is all over.”
“What’s over?”
“It’s a long story.”
After telling them what happened, you all hugged and spent the next couple of hours, catching up and spending some time together. You sat on the couch and waved at Tsuyu as she was the last to leave, shutting the door behind her. Cleaning up after them, you smiled over at Neo who laid on your counter, tail flopping lightly.
“Hello, my pretty kitty,” you coo as you pet her, giving her chin scratches. “Do you want dinner?”
“Prrbt”
“Good girl.”
Lounging on your couch, you idly pet Neo before feeling your phone vibrate on the arm.
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Toshi😊 is calling you…
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everyonesanimehoe · 11 months
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writing a shinsou smau and kinda? super excited 😭 i wanna get 10 chapters done before I start releasing it so let me buckle in
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frickingnerd · 6 months
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comparing hand sizes with shinsou
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pairing: hitoshi shinsou x gn!reader
a/n: just a little drabble for shinsou <3
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"your hands are so big…"
you mumbled as you pressed your palms against your best friend's hand, comparing the sizes of your two hands, while shinsou just leaned back and watched you, with an amused smile on his lips. 
"is this your way of subtly hinting that you want to hold my hand? because it’s quite cute…"
he teased, intertwining his fingers with you and pulling your hands closer towards him. 
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sinfulpanda16 · 3 months
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Someone Better?
Hitoshi Shinsou x fem reader
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"There's someone else I like."
Those words kept playing back in his head over and over again. Kirishima had asked you out earlier, you didn't tell him, but he found through Kaminari. Why the hell did you reject him? Kirishima? That man has everything the looks, the strength, the personality, you two would look so good and perfect together it pissed Shinsou off.
He was walking you home like usual but he couldn't stop thinking about what Kaminari had told him. He was looking down at the ground when he spoke up "Hey, so I found out that Kirishima asked you out." he says and then turned to look at you.
You're taken aback a bit by him, how did he know? Kaminari was there when Kiri shot his shot so he probably told Shinsou you figured. You relaxed a bit and giggled. "Oh yeah he did" you replied a bit shy after remembering that moment.
He fucking caught that. The little blush growing on your face, probably at the thought of Kirishima. Oh no. Did that mean...no. He mustered up the courage and asked "So, how'd it go? Did you say yes?"
You laughed softly. "Oh no. I rejected him."
"No? Wait why?" he asked. He was relieved of course but at the same time a bit shocked. A lot of people would love to be with someone like Kirishima.
You turned away and looked at the ground "There's someone else I like." you smile softly and continue "Someone I really like and I want to be with him."
Its quiet for a bit, you turned to look back at him. Shinsou was already looking into your eyes. He gave you a small smile, you returned his smile and he tells you "I'm happy for you Y/N".
Shinsou grunts as he finishes his last set on the bench press. With one last grunt he pushes the barbell up and he's done. He sits up all sweaty and panting. Damn his workout was so good, letting out his jealousy. He smiles to himself "Fuck Y/N. You know how to get me fired up."
He gets up and heads for a shower. He let's the water run in his hair.
"I'm happy for you Y/N."
He runs his finger through his damp hair. No the hell he's not. The thought of you being with someone else makes his chest ache. He wants you to be happy yes but...not with someone else. He wishes you could be happy with him.
That night he layed in bed looking up at the ceiling.
"There's someone else I like. Someone I really like and I want to be with him."
Him. If not Kirishima who? Who the he'll could that guy be? Is he better than Kirishima? He grabs grips of his hair in frustration. There's someone better. Shinsou has always been insecure about his looks, he knows he's not a lady's man, his quirk, with everyone having told him its makes for a good villain not a hero, his strength, he wasn't automatically placed in Class 1-A or 1-B and everything in general. You mean to say that's there's someone who can top all that better than Kirishima? Needless to say, Shinsou fell asleep after a few tears of jealousy and insecurity.
The next day after-school you and him were at the nature park. School has been a bit heavy on yall so you decided some time outside would be relaxing. Shinsou was following behind you, smiling like an idiot watching your cute self lead him to a 'pretty place'. You turn around "You like cute things right, Shinsou?" you ask him.
Yeah. You, Shinsou said in his mind. "Well, I don't mind them." He said chuckling at your question.
A bit more walking later and you both arrived at a flower field. "Tada! Here we are!" you announced excitedly. It was beautiful, the endless sea of flowers. Shinsou stared out into it "Wow. This is pretty Y/N." he said and turned to you smiling. You returned his smile and for a moment it was just you and him, in front of the giant flower field. His purple eyes looking back at your (e/c) eyes, they're so pretty. Everything about you is beautiful, your eyes, your smile, your aura, even your interests were beautiful. Like the flower field you brought him to.
Shinsou blushes and turns away abruptly his eyes landing on a tree. Shinsou smiles, "Hey let's climb that tree. We'd get a better view of the flowers from up there." he says hoping you'd want to.
You bright up "Yes lets! But make sure to catch me in case I fall." you order playfully.
Shinsou chuckles "I'll be right your side don't worry." he reassures you. Smiling softly as you head towards the tree.
You go to climb the tree being careful to not slip. Shinsou was below also making sure you were careful. When you were seated on a branch he starts climbing the tree and sits right next you. The both of you smile looking out into the landscape. "This is nice. Right Shinsou?" you say not looking away from the sunset setting behind the flowers.
Shinsou responds softly "Yeah. I could do this with you over and over again." You blush at his words, you could do this over and over with him too. He was looking at you and he saw you blushing. He did that?
Shinsou takes a deep breath making you turn to him. "Y/N" he says firmly and goes to hold both your hands. You're shocked by his actions but don't pull away. He begins to speak again "You're the only person that has made me feel things no one else has ever made me feel. You make me feel like I'm this strong, well-respected and remarkable man...but... you also make me feel like I'm this weak, undeserving, invalid man. You drive me nuts." What is he saying? You make him feel sad? "This must be what falling in love feels like. Because regardless of the insecurities you bring me back to, I still want to be with you, and I want to only be with you. I want to go far and beyond to work on myself so I can be the best man for you. Y/N..." he brings your right hand closer to his face and places your knuckles on his lips "I love you." he says gently and leaves his lips on your knuckles closing his eyes.
You're shocked "Shinsou." you say softly. He opens his eyes looking right at your beautiful ones. He pulls your hand away "I know there's someone else. Someone else better than me for you, and I have no right to get in between you two but...If you give a chance, I promise to go to the depths of the earth for you. I promise you won't regret it." he says emotionally.
You hold his cheek smiling softly at him and go in for a kiss. Shinsou is taken aback but doesn't pull away. He kisses you back your lips taste so sweet and unconsciously he wraps his arms around your waist.
After a moment you pull away and smile at him. "Shinsou, you're the one I want to be with. I love you too." you say making him forget the insecurities he had earlier, making the happiest man on earth.
"Thank you, Y/N" he replies going in for another to which you happily return.
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scholastica-magic · 11 months
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YOUR FIRST TIME WITH BNHA BOYS PT.4!
Hitoshi Shinso, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Shota Aizawa
(Aged-up, Graduated Characters! MDNI AND BLOGS WITH NO AGES DNI!)
PART1, PART2, PART3
request
Hitoshi Shinso
he knew it was going to happen.
i was read a ff that mentioned shinso only wears jeans when he’s “laying pipe” and i stand by it🫡
he rolls up to your place in black, jeans and a black t-shirt AND black shoes
ALL BLACK IS SO HOT😫
you placed your hand on his thigh and it was O.V.E.R!
he was slow with it. he wanted to make sure you were comfortable.
LAWD THATS A BIG DICK!
bros like 📏😳
he’s pretty though.
tanned shaft to match his tanned chest and a thick flushed pink tip.
he doesn’t moan. he’s not very vocal.
he kinda just grunts and groans sometimes.
LOTS OF HEAVY BREATHING.
after he’ll take you to the shower to clean you up.
and fuck again
he spent the night.
Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu
you guys definitely were not dating or even talking
just friends
tetsu came over for the weekly game night you had and then boom.
a little too much alcohol and the fact tetsu spilled that he was a virgin.
you fucked him right on your couch
he’s a pretty big guy and begged wanted you on top.
tetsu was quite the adventurer
he didn’t want to stop on one round. he didn’t stop till he was tired (5)
he was large, thick, and had a smooth curve upward. VEINY
no aftercare because bro was KNOCKED.
definitely wasn’t the last time y’all fucked.
he came back for seconds (technically 6th)
Shota Aizawa
domestic life wasn’t for shota.
until he met you, duh.
a pretty little thing 10 years younger then him. (31-10=21)
you were a new teacher at U.A.
(after all might became small might you took his spot:D)
with the encouragement from mic and midnight, he asked you to dinner
after dinner…you went back to his place.
just for dick a movie of course. nothing else.
yeeeaaah no.
you don’t really know how it happened.
one moment you were cuddling watching a movie the next you were bouncing on his dick🤷🏻‍♀️
he was incredibly gentle after finding out it was your first time.
though he wasn’t surprised. the innocence radiated off of you.
shota wanted you in control since he didn’t want to hurt you
but you were definitely sore in the morning
AFTERCARE KING!
a warm bath, a massage was essential oils
“HEYYYYYY, ERASURE HOW WAS DINNER WITH THE LADY, EH?!”
“fine.”
you moved in a month later
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stardust-sprinkler · 11 months
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Calling Shinsou by His Pro-Hero Name in Bed:
The first time you say it, he’s got you on your back on the desk in his office, his pants barely undone and your panties pulled to the side. His rhythm falters, his hips still as his perpetually sleepy eyes widen substantially.
It had never even crossed his mind, but suddenly it’s like a switch has been flipped—now it’s all he wants to hear from your sex-drunk lips.
He quickly realizes that you haven’t even registered saying it. Your eyes are hazy, a few tears trickling and smudging some of your eyeliner. Shallow breaths accompany needy whimpers as you try to roll your hips, frustrated beyond belief that he’s not moving. You practically sob out, “‘shi, why’d’ya stop?”
Christ, you look so beautiful, fucked-out and desperate for him.
He immediately resumes fucking you, but this time—he’s throwing your legs over his shoulders, gripping your thighs tightly enough to dig his nails into the supple flesh, and thrusting into you like it’s all he was made to do. His new pace speeds up past its predecessor, and he’s snarling out demands in a way he never has before.
“Say it again, princess…”
“Hi-hito..shi—”
Your broken attempts are cut off when a cry is torn from your throat. One of his hands had cracked against your ass hard enough to make you clench suddenly around him. His head tips back for a moment, a string of curse words being tossed towards the ceiling.
Then his gaze is locked on you once more, eyes heavily lidded, but somehow still blazing hot. “Nope. Try again, slut. And if you say Shinsou, I’m gonna turn your ass red.”
You let out a frantic mewl, wracking your addled brain for what else you could’ve called him… Something finally beckons to you.
“P-please, Mindjack — fuck me! Ha-arder, please!”
His eyes slam shut and he grits his teeth harshly, fighting to strengthen the tenuous grip he has on his sanity as he keeps his pace. You suddenly feel a hand squeezing the sides of your throat.
“What a smart little kitten… such a pretty slut for your hero, hm? Say it again.”
You obey eagerly, repetition your only focus, and he rewards you with a finger circling your clit. You scream yourself hoarse, sure anyone else working late hours could hear you, floors away. His nom de guerre is the only thing you can recall—everything else has drifted leagues away while he fucks you brainless.
This man doesn’t need his quirk to have complete control of you.
Asks are open! — follow for more mha hc, drabbles, & fics. AO3 crosspost: StardustSprinkler
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sweet-honey-tears · 1 year
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⦿ Home/Lock Screen ⦿
What the BHNA boys lock/Home Screen look like?
Characters: Kiribaku, ShinKami, Dabi x GN!Reader
Hi everyone, back again! This concept wasnt requested but I got asked about a certain character combination -so yeah! I hope you like it( I won’t say who you are but I hope you enjoy it!😊) each character has a different Lock Screen/Home screen! I hope you enjoy! And as always, request are always welcomed! Bye~🤍
Kirishima + Bakugou
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» Lock Screen «
Bakugou’s Lock Screen is back from UA. It's a picture of you sitting at your desk. You're tipping over in your chair. One of your hands in the air and the other trying to grab onto the desk. You have a leg leaving the chair like you're kicking a soccer ball. The other leg is trying to touch the ground again. You have this look of pure panic on your face. And in the corner, you can see the quick moment(a blurry flash) of Bakugou running over to help you. He looks almost angry like he’s about to yell ‘dumbass!’. Denki took the picture, trying to catch a photo of Kirishima with his concentration face on. But instead, it’s a picture of Kirishima, mi-yell, and a large arm reaching over his desk to try and stop you from tipping over. His eyes are wide.Katsuki smiles every time he sees it, it’s just so stupid and funny. It reminds him of both of you.
» Home Screen «
Bakugou’s Home Screen is a more recent photo. It’s of you and Kirishima. You have Bakugou's old skull shirt on, the faded material hanging off you. You lay against Kirishima's side, your head resting on his shoulder. Kiri’s arm is slung around you, his head slightly tilted back. You’re both fast asleep. And Bakugou is pretty sure he can see drool on Kirishima's chin. There’s a half eaten bowl of popcorn sandwiches between you two. And an All Might blanket covering you and Kirishima's lap. Balugou keeps it as his home screen because it’s more personal to him. Something he feels is sentimental- something he doesn’t want his fans to see by accident.
» Lock Screen «
Kirishima's Lock Screen is a picture of you and Bakougu cooking. You’re both standing side by side at the stove wearing aprons as you work. Yet Bakugou’s hand is in your back pocket, his thumb hanging out in case he needs his other hand. The photo only shows the back of your heads as the both of you do something so… domestic. But at that moment, you both kept shoving each other, talking about the latest villain. Trying to compete with each other on who could cut the most carrots.
» Home Screen «
Kirishima's Home Screen and pictures of you, himself, and Bakugou at a waterpark. Your body is sandwiched between theirs. Kirishima has one large arm wrapped around your waist and Bakugou has one wrapped around your shoulders. His fingers grazed Kirishima's broad shoulders. You have your hands resting on their lower backs. Both you and Kirishima are smiling, and Bakugou is grinning. His dimples showing up.
🔥 Dabi 🔥
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» Lock Screen «
Toya’s Lock Screen is of you eating an Oreo. It was right after a rather shitty mission and you're just sitting at the bar, eating Oreos. You still have soot on your face, and small scratches, but here you are- at the bar eating cookies. You have it cracked in half, so one side is a cookie and the filling and the other is just a cookie. Your front teeth are sunk into the cream, and there are clear drag marks from you scooping the filling out with your teeth like a shovel. The best part of the photo is you’re flipping off the camera. You look angry and Dabi finds the scene fucking hilarious and adorable. Like a toddler, just eating cookies angrily. You're giving Dabi the worst side-eye he’s ever seen.
“You want some milk too”
“Shut up”
» Home Screen «
If you’re wondering, his Home Screen is a very old photo of his siblings he found in the paper. It’s personal. Hidden. You understand.
⚡️Denki + Shinso 💤
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» Lock Screen «
Denki’s Lock Screen is little Eri dressed up as a pikachu. Yes, he has pretty much claimed her as his little sister.
» Home Screen «
Denki’s Home Screen is of You, Shinso, and himself at the last concert you went to. You’re on Shinso’s shoulders, an arm in the air yelling along with the lyrics. You have one of Denki’s chokers on and eyeliner that he drew on you. Your ripped band t-shirt is pulled upwards at your movement.
Shinso has a black band shirt on with his long-sleeve white and dark purple striped shirt underneath. It hugs his arms tight, leading to the loose second layer. His ringed fingers rest on your legs, ensuring you stay upright and safe. He has, his snake bites in ( he usually takes out due to work) and his black stud and off screen your hand is cupping his face right behind his ear. He’s smiling at the camera, while you're completely oblivious.
Denki’s holding his phone to catch the two of you and a section of himself. His lighting bolt and chain piercings are on full display to the camera. He’s smiling brightly, a little tipsy but extremely happy.
» Lock Screen «
Shinso Home Screen and Lock Screen is one picture split up. His Lock Screen is of you and Eri. Eri sitting crisscrossed in front of you as you do her hair. Twisting the blue-gray strands into a space bun. A brush, bobby pins, and red hair clips lay next to you. The both of you are laughing and looking off into the distance. Where in the cover of the screen, two hands are reaching out. The fingernails were painted vibrant pink. There are plastic rings on them, some from Eri’s old toy chest. One is a huge fake diamond and the other is a cheaply painted plastic cat face.
» Home Screen «
Shinso’s Home Screen is the rest of the photo. Denki is laying on his stomach, his sweet smile peeking out from over his shoulders. He’s wearing one of Eri's cat headbands, causing his golden hair to spike in all different directions. He has a temporary tattoo on his cheek, a yellow lightning bolt that Eri picked out for him. Shinso had one too. A black back on the top of his hand. One of the best parts about it is that it’s a Live Photo. When Shinso presses down on the Lock Screen, your shoulders move as you laugh and Eris' confused face breaks out a larder smile. Her hands clasped as her eyes close in laughter. The hands on the corner of the screen move as if showing off the rings on them.
When Shinso presses down on the Denki portion of the picture, Denki's mouth moves. The audio is of Denki speaking in a very sassy female voice. ‘How ya doing?’
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nightfall-kachiniko · 6 months
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“Babe, babe.” He calls to you, grabbing your face to look at his. His eyes glaring into yours as he soft whispers. “look.”
he says, slighting raising his eyebrow as he stares at you with love and lust in his eyes.
He swiftly thrusts harder, going faster and deeper as you roll your head back, shutting your eyes as you let out a moan.
His eyes glare you down as you squeeze his arm, softening like putty as you melt into him . ༯
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angelshimaa · 3 months
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@flying-lamb :: I would like to request shinso with prompt 8 from the under the mistletoe prompt list. congrats on your milestone! <3 thank you so much <3
a/n :: hi darling !! thank you so much for entering (and i loved the details you sent in omg !) and i hope this makes you smile :) gn!reader, a little awkward at the beginning, fluff
event.
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you've never regretted where you've stood so deeply before.
then again, it wasn't really your fault. kaminari and ashido had gone overboard with the mistletoe placings— their way of bringing romance into the holiday spirit— and it was inevitable that someone would find themselves under some with another person.
it just had to be you and him, didn't it?
you and shinso are looking at each other, nervousness rising in your chest at your sudden predicament. it's not that you don't want to kiss him— heavens know how badly you've been wanting it— but not like this.
not when the eyes of your friends burn into the two of you like lasers (thanks to kaminari pointing the two of you out), making this feel more nerve-wracking than it needed to be.
“do you want to?” shinso’s voice is lowered, ensuring that only you can hear him. he’s known you long enough to understand the nerves you have based on how you look at him. “you can say no.”
you utter your consent so nobody else can hear, your posture as rigid as a deer caught in headlights. shinso doesn't like the abruptness of this, the nerves bubbling in his stomach or the intensity of everyone watching, but he can't deny he's wanted to kiss you for so long.
the two of you don't even manage that— your noses bump into each other and the embarrassment shoots through you at the speed of light. it's hard to even look at him properly, settling to lower your eyes to the ground, imagining it opening up to swallow you whole.
shinso tells kaminari there's nothing to be seen here, indirectly informing your audience too. thankfully, it comes off casual, not sounding as awkward as your almost kiss felt to you.
when everyone focuses on whatever they had their eyes on before, you recover as best as you can, trying to force your embarrassment to the back of your mind. you're thankful shinso doesn't make a big deal out of it, and you find that you manage to recover quick enough to enjoy the rest of the party.
— ✧ —
“you make some good coffee,” shinso holds onto his cup, his fingers curling around it so as to absorb as much heat as possible. it's really not needed; your home is the perfect toasty protection from the crisp cold you endured on the walk here from the party. “can’t believe you'd hide that from me.”
you take a sip of your own beverage and grin against your cup. “maybe you should come by more often then, you addict.” nobody drank coffee quite like shinso. you've watched him inhale it like oxygen he's been deprived of— it disappears like he’s performing a magic trick.
“don’t tempt me, i just might.” his lazy grin spreads across his face and oh does it look so good on him. you think it's rather unfair how well he pulls off his eyebags and messy hair— he's not even trying.
“i’m counting on it.”
the silence swells and you trail back to the awkwardness that took place a few hours ago; you want to kick yourself for not tilting your head the other way. had you done exactly that, you'd be a kissed person now— kissed by the guy you've been crushing on for a while.
“listen, y/n—” he clears his throat, setting his coffee down onto the table. “i feel like i should apologise for... earlier. i didn't mean to make it all awkward.”
you laugh lightly, setting your own cup to direct all your attention onto him. you lock eyes with him, realising that actually, you'd give him your attention anytime he asked.
“no need to apologise, hitoshi. if anything, i wasn't really... present much. i was a little frozen in place— so many eyes can do that to a person.”
a beat passes and all you do is look at each other while shinso thinks of what to say next.
“so, it wasn't that you didn't want me to kiss you?” he's found his next sentence and it tumbles out of him with ease. his eyes look alluring, inviting even, and you can never get over the feeling they settle into you. you haven't called it by it’s name aloud, but you don't need to.
“hmm,” you pretend to think about it, tapping your finger against your chin. “i don't think so, no.” you hope this is going in the direction you think it is, that he's picking up whatever hint you think you're dropping.
“so, would i be right in guessing that you’d like to try again?” it's a carefully chosen suggestion, uttered with a lower, slightly hesitant voice. shinso feels as though he might be pressing, but surely if he was and if you minded, you'd let him know.
“maybe if you ask nicely.” the way your slow grin spreads across your lips after your words has his eyes widening slightly, erasing any worries he had previously. you want him to want you. you want him to ask for you.
“making me work for it, hm?” shinso returns your grin with that lazy one that sends you loopy whenever you find yourself thinking about it. taking your bait and running with it, he leans in closer to you. “alright.”
you've never seen a lovelier colour than the purple of his irises. “could i try to kiss you again, beautiful?” those eyes, framed by his eyebags, could melt anything they land on, and you were currently their main focus. he's hooked on the way everything else seems to slow around him, hooked on that gentle smile of yours.
“i don't see why not.”
it's all shinso needs before he comes in even closer, breathing in slightly before pressing his lips against yours. you instantly melt into the feel of him, trying to focus on the rhythm and not his hand coming up to rest on your lower thigh, finding a home against it.
you note the faint taste of coffee and the softness of his lips while your hand brushes up his neck to cup his face, not knowing how every inch of skin you touch feels warmer when you leave it behind.
your hearts are left thumping hard when you pull away, lungs taking in air throughout your shallow breathing. you look even more magical to him than you ever have, a feat he didn't think was even possible.
“that was much, much better.” he lets out a breathy chuckle and it only provides the butterflies fluttering in your stomach with more energy.
you smile, nodding a little. “way better. maybe third time's the charm—”
shinso’s kissing you again, and it's everything you both hoped it would be. it's private and so perfect that way, like a little joy you both keep for yourselves. his mouth on yours feels so right, and you don't think either of you will be leaving this couch anytime soon.
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✧ — thank you for reading !! rbs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3
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luxthestrange · 10 days
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BNHA Incorrect quotes#8 Feral-
The quiet ones introducing their extrovert/feral ...'friend'
Izuku: This is my Kaccham, he's my favourite person, he's so smart and beautiful, he can kill a man without breaking a nail and knows how to hurt you 1000 ways, I admire him entirely!
Hitoshi: This is my Denki, he is funny and can basically Pikachu, He gives me piggyback rides, I'd kill people without him around...
Tamaki: This is my bunny, pretty sure they got rabies...but I love them
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zenphiaaa · 11 months
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I Forgot You Exsited (Shinsou Hitoshi)
Y/N smiled at the crowd with the bright flashing of he cameras almost blinding her. The hand pressed against her back, helped keep her in place and not get too overwhelmed.
"You good?" The figure that stood besides her questioned, a look of worry in his gaze.
"I'm fine Hitoshi!Only a few more seconds before they kick me off for another hero! Let's wait it out." Y/N replied to her date with a gentle smile on her face.
"Their all idiots then, I could spend all day taking photos of your pretty self." Hitoshi winked at the other. Y/n's face blew up in a dark shade of red.
"Next!" A voice called out, signaling to the couple that their turn was over. Y/N let out a sigh of relief as she carefully made her way off the platform, she never did like the attention that came from being a hero. As the couple made their way down, they were greeted by a pair of wide green eyes. Y/n's mood immediately dropped as the number one hero moved to help her off stage.
"Y/N! I'm glad to see you here! I was hoping to get a chance to talk with you!" Midoriya spoke in a cheerful tone.
Once Y/N fully stepped off stage and wasn't in the public eye, she jerked herself away from the green haired male and glared at him. "Don't touch me without my permission."
"Ah, sorry." Midoriya sheepishly apologized, rubbing the back of his head. "I just, are you doing okay?" He questioned meekly.
"I'm fine. I haven't reached out to you yet." Y/N said crossing her arms unimpressed.
"Well," Midoriya awkwardly smiled as his gaze finally shifted to Y/N's plus one. "Shinsou?" He questioned looking a bit lost. "This event isn't for underground heroes."
"Nope." Hitoshi replied with a loud pop sound at the end. "I'm a plus one though." He grinned, wrapping an arm around Y/N's waist and pulled her closer within his space.
"I see." Midoriya quesitly spoke, eyes darting back and forth between the couple. "Is this um, this is a new thing then?" He questioned, not meeting anyone's eyes.
"Hm? It's only our third date, but hipefully more?" Y/N asked, breaking out into a bashful smile but shyly meeting her date's eyes.
"Of course." Hitoshi smirked, "What about you? Number one hero, did you bring anyone here?"
"Ah, um no. I was hoping but I guess I lost my chance? Midoriya shyly responded, akwardly rubbing the back of his neck.
"That's too bad, we'll have to catch up after the event. See you later?" Y/N shot her friend a smile before pulling her date away and stepping into the crowd.
"Think he still likes you?" Hitoshi quietly whispered into Y/N's ear.
"Don't be silly, he was the one who rejected me. He never had feelings for me in the first place." Y/N responded, "Although," She carefully placed her hands in Hitoshi's before speaking again. "I can definitely say I have feelings for you." Y/N watched as a blush immediately bloomed in the male's face.
Hitoshi then covered the bottom of his face with the palm of his hand and slightly turned his head away. "I feel the same." He muttered, not meeting Y/n's eyes.
Without warning, Y/N then placed a quick kiss on his cheeck and started to make her way further in the crowd. Either of them noticed at certain green haired male, wiping tears from his eyes and putting in a wobbly smile on his face.
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craftycheetah · 2 years
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Cutting the engine, Hitoshi takes his keys from the ignition as he parks outside the cafe. Stepping inside, he greeted the cats with a smile before going to the register.
“Welcome to the Paw-fee House,” a voice says from behind the counter.
“Hey, Y/n, I’ll—you’re not Y/n….” Hitoshi trails off, looking at the wide-eyed green-haired woman.
“Oh, yeah, she’s not working this week. I can still take your order if you’d like?”
“Oh, um, okay.”
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Hearing your doorbell ring, you sighed to yourself, putting your phone down on the couch. “Who the hell is at my door? I can’t go to work and I don’t have that many friends, so that rules out anyone I know….” you grumble. Walking down the stairs, you roll your eyes as the doorbell rings again. “Alright, alright I’m coming, yeesh!”
Once you opened the door, your heart dropped when you saw a familiar pair of golden and slightly crazed eyes staring back at you.
“Y/n! Bestieeee! It’s been so long since we hung out!”
Staring at the dual bunned girl, you look between her jacket and her wide smile, anxiety starting to course through your veins.
Toga stared at you with a wide smile before noticing the dread in your eyes. Looking down at your jacket, she realizes the source of your fear. “Oh relax! I’m not here on business, I’m here for fun!” she grins. “I’m not gonna do anything beside hang out with the best barista I know! Also, since you can’t do anything, why not have a little girl time?”
Looking at Toga, you mind raced as you realized there weren’t that many other options. “Fine…” you mumble. “Come in.”
Toga, hoists the duffel bag over her shoulder with a sharp toothed smile and walks into your apartment. Taking her shoes off at the cubicle, she follows you up the stairs. Once she makes it to your couch she sits on the cushion and starts taking things out of it. “Sit. We have so much to talk about.”
“How about you just do what you came to do…”
Stretching out on the couch, you pause the Netflix show with your dried left hand as Toga adds a clear coat to your right hand. While scrolling through the menu, your phone goes off.
Turning her head at the high pitched mewl that came from your phone, she reads the screen. “Ooh, what’s this?! Who’s Lavender Coffee Addict?” she teases.
Glaring at Toga, you grab your phone, moving it closer to you. “You don’t see me looking throught your business! Stay outta mine!”
Toga pouts before gasping at the way you reacted. “Wait a minute…is he you’re boyfriend?!”
Staying quiet, you look away from her as she continues trying to pry at you.
“Oh cmon! If he’s your boyfriend I won’t tell shiggy! I’m not here on business, remember?” Toga whines giving you puppy dog eyes. “I promise!”
Groaning, you turn to her, “Okay, okay, stop looking at me like that. It’s creeping me out! He’s not my boyfriend, but he’s starting to grow on me…” you sigh, mumbling the last part.
Toga gasps before squealing. “Bestie’s got a crush!”
“No I don’t! It’s not like that!”
“Yes it is like that! Tell me more!”
Rolling your eyes, you grabbed your phone wary of your new nails, and took a couple pictures of them.
After about thirty minutes of Toga bothering you about Hitoshi, you roll your eyes and start making snacks for you and her. As the sun started setting Toga leaned into your lap and looked up at you with a grin.
“Why are you looking at me like that ?” you ask, confusedly looking at the blonde.
“Sleep over?” Toga offers.
“No.”
“Why?”
“One, you’re chaotic as hell. And two, you didn’t bring clothes.”
“Pleeeease? I could borrow some of your clothes.”
You roll your eyes and shake your head. “No, Toga,” you snicker.
“Fine! But I expect you to be up nice and early in the morning missy! This convo about your little biker boo isn’t over!” Toga announces as she packs her stuff. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
After Toga left, you sighed to yourself and finally got around to texting Hitoshi back.
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cefni · 7 months
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From Jealousy to Love - NSFW
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Characters: Hitoshi Shinso, Shouta Aizawa
Last Proofread: August 17, 2023
Concept: After years of being jealous of your father's pupil, something begins to slowly change in your relationship with him. Eventually, Hitoshi gets the courage to ask your father's permission to ask you out on a date. From there, things move rather quickly.
Warnings: Mentioned of oral with female recieving. Mention of oral with male recieving. Penatrative sex with a condom. Male and female penatrative sex.
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After your legendary blow up with your father at school, you and Shouta took a lot of time (and therapy) to work on mending your relationship. Addressing your underlying anger and jealousy over Eri and Hitoshi as well as your issues with him not making you a priority. It had taken a lot of time, but over the years your relatioship with your father healed.
With that healing, you became a big sister to Eri and even friendly with Hitoshi. Or at least not so jealous of him when your father was spending a lot of time with him. Eventually, having Hitoshi around was a normal thing that did nothing to disrupt your life or cause negative feelings.
So you weren't sure when it happened.
When he would start staying longer at your house after training with your father. Spending nights having dinner with you four as a weird little family. Then he started slowly coming over without the intention or plans of training with your father.
Sometimes he would train with you and Eri. It slowly added you two talking outside of Eri and your father. Sharing laughs and jokes with each other. Especially pictures of the new kitten that you had ended up sneaking into your house.
You were better at asking for forgiveness than permission.
Before you knew it, you would smile like an idiot when you got a text message from him. You didn't think it was obvious to anyone else, but little did you know, your dad still had sharp eyes in his old age.
Though Shouta Aizawa was going to let things play out on their own. This wasn't something that needed his intervention.
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"What has you so distracted?" Aizawa finally asked with a sigh. He has bested Shinso several times by this point and that was unsual. It didn't seem that his heart was in the training and that his mind was definately on other things.
If he was honest, Hitoshi wasn't prepared for his mentor to pick up on his lack of focus. So when he was called out on it, his face turned a little red. "I'm sorry, I know I need to focus." He apologized, taking his mentor's extended hand and getting up off of the ground.
Aizawa wasn't about to let that go. In fact, he already had an idea as to why he was distracted. His quirk may of been not as useful as it used to be, but he wasn't blind. "Are you sure this has nothing to do with my daughter?" He asked, raising an eye brow at him as he handed him a bottle of water.
Seeing the clear 'busted' look that came up on the young hero's face, Aizawa guessed that he was correct. He chuckled softly before sitting down on the bench. "I'm old, not blind." He responded to the look, taking a drink from his water and giving Shinso a chance to either respond or take a moment.
Shinso took the quiet option for a moment, coming to sit down next to him and take a drink of his own water. He was secretly hoping that is mentor would say more to give him more of an idea of how to feel this situation out, but when he didn't get it, he realized he would have to ask.
He clearned this throat for a moment before he started. "Soo... is she like... seeing anyone?" He then asked quietly, keeping an eye on his body language. If he was asking his mentor for advice on literally anything else, he wouldn't be so hesitent. But this was his daughter that he was trying to talk to him about and that made it very dangerous territory that he was walking through.
There it was. Shouta took a moment to fight back the smirk on his lips and hide it from Shinso. He was intentionally making him squirm in the silence. Making him wait longer between his reply. "Well, there is this one guy that she's been texting a lot recently." He responded, rubbing his neck like he was revealing some information that Shinso may not like. "Smiles like an idiot when she's texting him, too."
Hook, line, and sinker. Shinso felt his already quickly beating heart fall down into his stomach. "Oh..." Was all that he had been able to let out softly. Someone had beaten him to it? His mentor has always been a stright shooter with him, so he didn't pick up on Aizawa's deception of him.
"That's it?" Aizawa then asked, looking over at Shinso again and raising another brow at him in question. "Damn, guess she's never going to get that date she's been hoping for." He then added, letting a little smirk come up on the corner of his mouth closest to Shinso.
It took a moment. Partly to process what he was hearing and another part to realize that he had been referring to himself. "Wait... for real?" It was a hard for Shinso to keep the smile off of his face and he found himself rubbing the back of his neck. "Would you be okay with me asking her out on a date then?" He asked, feeling hopeful about this.
That had been the biggest thing holding Shinso back from asking you out. You were his mentor's daughter and he wasn't sure how asking you out would effect the dynamic of his relatiosnhip with Aizawa. So, was this Aizawa giving his blessing?
Aizawa found one of his rare chuckles escaping him at Shinso's question. "Why are you asking me?" He responded. "I'm not the one that could say yes to that and I'm pretty sure she would kill me herself if I tried to get involved." He added, giving the young man the side eye.
Hitoshi had a hard time clamping down on his excitement. This had been something that he has been struggling with for a while and wanting to bring up, but wasn't sure how he would feel about it. "I just don't want things to be weird with us if I do." He admitted, rubbing the back of his neck.
Being in the middle of taking a drink from his water, Shouta chuckled briefly before swallowing the moutful of water. "Don't be a dick to my daughter and things won't be weird." He responded, fixing Hitoshi with a very dark look he had rarely recieved from him.
The look made him pause for a moment and reminded him that, as excited as he was about this opportunity, he was still your father and his mentor. "Are you sure you'll be okay with this?" He then wanted to confirm, making sure that his mentor was absolutely okay with this.
Now it was Aizawa's sigh that left him and having an eye roll making his eyes go from the spicy look to one of his normal dismissal. "Fine, if you need to spell it out for you." He said, once again giving a sigh, but this one being more dramatic. "I give you my blessing to ask my daughter out on one singular date."
"Thank you, sir." Hitoshi had caught his extra dramatic sigh and his specification on exactly how many dates he was giving permission for. "It means a lot coming from you." He was still excited regardless. He could work on that later if your first date went well.
Shouta gave a sigh of relief in sarcasm, but coudln't quite hide the smirk on his lips. "Can we get back to training now?" He finally said. Getting up from his seat and giving him an approving hand on his shoulder before walking back out into the training area.
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When the door bell rang, you didn't think anything about it. It was a normal thing for Shinso to be spending time at your house and when your father answered it, you didn't pay any attention. At least not right away. You vaguely heard your father telling the person that you were in the living room and that was initially what got your attention. Especially since you weren't expecting any visitors.
With your kitten in your lap, you turned your head to look and saw Shinso walking into the living room with a bouquet of your favorite flowers. "Hey Hitoshi!" You greeted him, sitting up a little straighter. "I don't think my dad is a fan of flowers." You teased, but you couldn't help the smile that started sliding on your face even as your cheeks grew hotter.
"They're not for your dad." Hitoshi couldn't help but to chuckle at your joke Continuing to approach where you were with your new kitten. "I brought these for you." He said, his face turning red a little bit as his free hand reached out to play with the kitten that came up to him.
Your face lite up as you gently took the flowers from him and pulled them into you. Admiring the plants and enjoying the fragrance that came from them. "They're lovely! Thank you." You shined a bright smile at him and for only him.
"I'm glad you like them." Hitoshi was glad it went so well and couldn't hold back his own smile. Your father had offered him great advice on the type of flowers that you liked. "I was thinking, maybe if you don't have any plans on Friday, if you would like to go out on a date with me." He then asked, his eyes glancing up from the kitten to your face.
"It's about time." You had to stop yourself from squealing. You couldn't count how long you have been waiting for him to ask you out and all of the hints that you have laid out that you wanted him to. "Yes, I would love to go on a date with you." You beamed happily up at him as he finally did it.
Hitoshi's heart slammed in his chest at your acceptance of his date! He coudln't believe that you had actually said yes! "How about I pick you up on Friday at eight then?" He suggested, deciding to follow through on his idea of planning it and surprising you based on what he learned about you.
"Sounds like a date." You responded, unable to make your smile leave your face as you wiggled a little in your seat. You used your spare hand to scare your kitten for a moment so he could leave with his hand not having claw marks in it.
"Alright. I'll text you later." Hitoshi promised, hearing Shouta yelling for him to stop waisting his time. You both could tell that he had been standing in the hall waiting for him to finish asking you out before he spoke up. He flashed you a smile as his reddness across his cheeks deepened before he left to join your father.
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Before you knew it, three months had passed and you two were in a committed relationship with each other. It had been a whirlwind romance where you two couldn’t get enough of each other. You felt like he was the air in your lungs and that you couldn’t breathe without him.
And it was all reciprocated.
The fact that you two had been able to make it to three months before you two had sex was frankly a miracle. But yet, here you were. Staying at his place this weekend has already lead to you sucking his soul out through his cock and now he was wearing your thighs as ear muffs.
"To-shi!" You moaned his name as you feel over the edge into orgasm. Your legs squeezing his head nightly as he remained buried between your legs and your hands tightening in his hair. Working you through your orgasm. It was the least he couldu do for you sucking him off almost as soon as you two got through the door after your date earlier tonight.
With your legs released from around his head, Hitoshi's head popped up from between your legs. "Sounds like you enjoyed yourself." He said softly in his raspy voice. Kissing up your body as he made his way to your face. Your lips colliding and the kiss instantly becoming deep and passionate once again.
When your kiss broken, you were both chuckling and smiling softly at each other. Your eyes both hooded with lust as you gently touched and caressed each other. His cock was already hard again and you could feel it poking against your body. "I bet we'd both enjoy it if we..." You said suggestively. Wiggling your eye brows at him.
He didn't hesitate on taking your hint and Hitoshi rolled over off of you as he reached over to the night stand. "Your dad will kill me if I don't use a condom." He commented as he fumbled around in the drawer and finally pulled one out. You two had talked about you being on birth control and while you had both had sex without condoms with other people before, but it felt weird not having a condom when having sex with you.
Like your father would just know or something and would kill him.
"Better hurry up then." You teased as you watching him put on the condom. Rolling over onto your stomach as well as you taunted him a little. Sliding like you were about to move off of the bed. "Or I might change my mind." Your voice gave clear intention that you were just joking, but he was enjoying that game anyhow.
"Oh no you don't." Hitoshi said playfully, reaching over and grabbing your wrist with a laugh as you giggled. You squealed slightly at him as he pulled you back over to where he was now sitting on the bed. Your lips gently coming back together as they slide across each other.
Your arms wrapped around his neck as you crawled into his lap. Neither of you were virgins and you both knew that going into your relationship, so neither of you had any reservations about knowing that you were doing going into this. You had both had plenty of sexual partners, some of which that you both knew from the pro hero circles.
“Fuuuck!” Hitoshi's raspy voice broke the kiss first as his head fell back when you sunk yourself onto his cock, wrapping your legs around his back. His moan was sinful as your lips found his neck and you began working some sensitive spots you had found that he liked.
His hands on your hips helped you set a rough and very enjoyable pace. Hitoshi helped to bounce you up and down his cock as both of you began breathing heavy and panting. Your hand slid into his hair at the base of his neck. His mouth on your neck, certainly working to leave a love mark on your neck.
You weren't thinking about what your father would think of the love bite. Your brain was far from there as you rode his cock. Your head falling back as you moaned loudly when he found a particular spot that was the spot. "Fuck, right there!"
Dislodging his mouth from your neck and getting a good hold on you, Hitoshi held onto you as he changed your position. Staying inside of you, he flipped you over to your back and pushed you up towards he head board. With one hand on the head board and another holding thighting on to one of your hips, he resumed his rough pace.
When he got another sinful moan out of you quickly, Hitoshi pace picked up as he focused there. "Yeah, baby." He rasped out, working his hips hard. The sound of his balls meeting your ass as his hips slapped into yours. "That's the spot you like?" It wasn't a real question, but he was satified when you moaned his name in response. It sent a heat wave down his spine.
You had both worked up a considerable sweat. Hickies littered across your necks and the sounds of your sex echoing through his bedroom. Skin slapping against sin. Your moans mixing together to create a beautiful sound that spread throughout.
Even though it had taken you longer because of the condom, you were both just right there. Your body's hot as you were both about to reach your orgasms and you were both working hard to come to them together.
Then, like coils snapping from being wound too tight, you feel over that edge into your orgasm first. "Hitoshi--" You moaned his name and his lips came to yours. Swallowing the rest of your moan as his own orgasm shook and vibrated through him. He continued to fuck you both through your orgasms, his condom catching his cum as your pussy begged and tried to milk it from him.
As your orgasms eased, your kiss broke. Hitoshi let go of the bedframe and you hip. Instead, gently laying his body on your's as his forehead came to rest against your's. "You're so perfect." He whispered softly to you in his raspy voice. Your lips coming up to softly meet his in response.
"I think I love you."
"I know I'm in love with you."
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