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thefiery-phoenix · 16 days

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YANDERE HITOSHI SHINSOU HEADCANNONS

Lol, this purple haired insomniac was MADE to be a yandere. As it is he never used to get proper sleep and when he met YOU, that's when his sleep schedule literally went right out of the window and down a drain, no joke. In fact, the reason he keeps having those dark circles beneath his eyes is because he always loses sleep thinking and fretting about you every second of the day. Are you safe? Are you all right? Have you eaten properly? He doesn't want you to neglect your health

He's always deeply worried and concerned for you but negative thoughts always cloud his mind and make him lose his sanity. You were a beautiful sweet innocent little angel. Why the HECK would someone so cute and sweet like you fall in love with someone who has such a villainous quirk? You could never love him the way he's OBSESSED and INFATUATED with you since he's a creepy weirdo (Is it bad I laughed while writing this?)

One day you made the mistake of praising him for using his quirk on Mineta after he tried touching you inappropriately. You clung to him like your life depended on it and YOU of all people actually PRAISED him for his quirk and you even called him your 'hero'. By now he was on cloud INFINITY and you just added more fuel to his crazy little fantasies he has of the 2 of you in his head along with his delusional psychotic thoughts about you 2

One hand, Shinsou just WANTS to use his quirk on you desperately to find out whether you actually like him or not, but part of him tells him not to or else you're gonna hate him till time exists. Surely you'd reject him if he ever asks you out and he's no professor in the romance department nor is he a flirty Romeo. Eventually, he'll turn to Aizawa for help but it's gonna turn out to be useless as hell since even HE'S clueless ASF. Lol, poor souls) but most of all, he's afraid of what sort of monster he might become and what he'll do to YOU if you don't reciprocate his feelings back

If you accept them, well and good. You might have a stable and strong relationship and you have similar interests. But he will kidnap you eventually but ONLY if he ever gets insecure and scared that you're gonna leave him (Someone pls give this boi a hug!) And if you don't accept his feelings, you're STILL gonna get kidnapped in either case, you're gonna be toast....

He just wants to use his quirk on you SO BAD to make things much simpler and easier for both of you but he knows that if he does so, he's gonna be no more than some sort of sick psychopathic villain, like everyone always tells him. You told him he was a HERO, YOUR HERO and heroes wouldn't do something like that AT ALL. He's deeply conflicted now and he doesn't want to betray your trust

He might stalk you whenever you go somewhere (Secretly, of course) just to make sure that you're gonna be safe. As each day passes, your presence to him is like oxygen. So, he'll resort to breaking into your room at night and try stealing some of your possessions that you won't bother about because of his overwhelming desire for you

Like stated before, if Shinsou ever kidnaps you, it'll be a frantic act of him being an insecure scardey pants. He'll be apologizing so many times and asks you so nicely as to not hate him

He'll give you your space. He knows how conflicting this whole kidnapping drama fest is for you and he'll let you cry, scream and sob all your anger and feelings out. He'll try reasoning with you in a sick and twisted way trying to convince you that it's for your own good and ensures he'll NEVER hurt you at all. He will NEVER use his quirk on you to make you do things you aren't comfortable with so you're safe with him

He'll try his best to make you comfortable (As comfortable one can be while they're chained to a headboard of a bed) and he'll give you whatever you want. He'll let you roam around the house after the first week or so since he doesn't like seeing you tied up (As much as he secretly enjoys it). If you're being stubborn with him by refusing to talk to him or even acknowledge his presence, well... if you're testing his water levels of patience, you better know how to SWIM in them. He isn't really THAT patient and hence, he'll isolate you by just giving you basic necessities like food and water and warm clothes and leaving abruptly after that

If you're STILL stubborn with him, THEN he'll use his quirk on you but just for simple stuff like hugging him and burying your head in his chest while he holds you like you're the most precious thing in the world. This was ALL he ever wanted from you, was that TOO MUCH to ask? When you realize he used his quirk on you, you'll be terrified of him for sure, and you'll hate him and it'll be a very long time for you to love him back but if you go back to square one and ignore him like you did before, he won't hesitate to use his quirk on you for more... dark and dire things

''Need I remind you what happened the LAST time you ignored me Kitty cat"

Just play your cards right and in time, you'll see his really soft side for you. He cares about you ALOT, he really does. But if you push him over the edge, he'll make you do all sorts of unsatisfactory things that you won't have a fun time doing. When it comes to rivals and enemies, he'll just use his quirk on them and make it look like some sort of suicide or accident

Loves to spoil you every now and then and he might even get you a pet cat so you both can take care of him

If Shinsou can't convince you to love him, he'll just have to FORCE you to......

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shinsoup · 2 years

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mha boys when you need to sleep

- watches you with a glare as you type away mindlessly on your laptop

- you promised bakugo you would be in bed by 8

- it was now 10:47

- bakugo knew how much your grades meant to you and how you’d sacrifice your own well being if that meant you’d succeed

- the angry blonde groaned loudly in hopes of getting your attention, failing as you seemed to block him out

- he dragged himself out of bed and stormed over to your hunched figure, looming over you as you paid no attention

- “hey, asshole,” he snarked as he took your earbuds out, probably listening to some audio book for a class, “time for bed”

- “five more minutes,” you mumbled, turning to take your earbuds back but he quickly pulled away

- “bed. now.”

- you gave him a tired look as you let out a sigh, lifting your arms up with a pout

- “carry me?”

- he rolled his eyes and faked annoyance before huffing loudly

- he tucked his hands under your arms and lifted you up, your legs lazily wrapping around his waist as you nuzzled your face into his neck

- his hands slid down to your bottom and cupped it gently, not in a sexual way, but in a caring act

- “m’love you,” you mumbled, sending vibrations down his neck

- he smirked at your sleepy state as he gently put you in bed, placing you under the covers and tucking you in

- he peeled his shirt off and tossed it somewhere in the room before joining you

- you immediately curled into his warm figure as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you impossibly close to his body

- “night, ‘suki”

- “goodnight, princess.”

☆dabi☆

- dabi hung out in your apartment when you were away working your shitty restaurant shift

- dealing with shitty customers and making shitty money

- he always found peace in your small home, refusing to stay at the LOV league base

- there was no love or care in the mucky headquarters

- and although he would never admit it, he craved for your affection

- you entered your apartment close to midnight

- dabi not batting an eye as you lugged your way past him and to the bedroom

- “no kiss hello?” he asked, seeming angry as he pushed himself off your couch and followed you into the room

- “m’sorry,” you mumbled, stopping in your place and standing on your tip toes to ghost your lips over his cheek

- “what’s up with you?” he asked, coming off harsher than he intended

- you pulled your work shirt that was covered in stains over your head and grabbed one of dabi’s black shirts he left nights ago

- slipping off your jeans, you didn’t care to put shorts on, leaving you in your panties

- “some karen kept complaining and almost got me fired,” you whispered, a quiver stuck in your throat

- dabi opened his arms for you to take, your body fitting perfectly in his embrace as you sighed into his chest

- “forget that bitch, probably miserable and ugly”

- you stifled a giggle, tears pricking your eyes as dabi was quick to wipe them away

- “let’s get to bed, i’m whipped”

- you nodded slowly before your eyes lit up, worry filling them

- “i needed to clean the kitchen tonight,” you said, a deep frown etched onto your face as a tear escape down your cheek

- you were so tired, mentally and physically

- but you had a morning shift tomorrow and then needed to go grocery shopping

- “hey,” dabi said, grabbing your chin between his fingers as he forced you to look at him, “i’ll clean it tomorrow, you need to sleep”

- “b-but i need to go to the grocery store t-too-”

- “i’ll go”

- you let out a sigh as you bit your bottom lip, not liking how he was doing everything for you

- “i’ll leave money for you in the morning”

- he gave you a grin as he kissed your wet lips, stained with tears, “i’m a villain, baby. money’s not an issue”

- you gave him a gentle smile as you kissed him back, grateful to have dabi in your life

- “alright, doll, bed time”

☆shinso☆

- shinso was always a good boyfriend

- helping you with training, cleaning your room, assignments you struggled on

- he would bring you hot meals to your training sessions and stay up to study with you for upcoming exams

- but it was currently 11pm and you had been training for five hours

- you were first training with deku but as hours passed, the green headed boy got tired and decided to call it a night

- you were relentless and wanted to improve so badly

- but pushing yourself was the opposite of what you needed to be doing

- 11pm came quick and shinso was still up

- he was waiting for you to come to his dorm so you could tell him about your day and then hopefully get to sleep

- the lavender haired boy made his way to ground gamma, wearing a random sweatshirt and grey sweatpants, his locks messy but he didn’t care to style it

- he entered the training grounds to see you doing laps, huffing deeply and sweat running down your forehead

- he grabbed your attention as you gave him a small smile, making your way over to the boy quickly

- “hi, toshi,” you smiled, wiping your forehead with the back of your hand, “what’s up?”

- “what’s up?” he chuckles, causing you to furrow your eyebrows together

- “it’s almost midnight, kitten”

- you let out a laugh as you shrugged your shoulders

- “that gives me a few more hours”

- his eyebrows bunched together as he took your hand, gently lacing his fingers with yours

- “you haven’t been sleeping lately, get one night in”

- “toshi-”

- “kitten, cmon”

- you gave him a frown as you let out a sigh, your stomach twisting into knots at the thought of leaving your workout unfinished

- you weren’t the worst in your class but you definitely weren’t the best, you at least wanted to prove you belonged here

- and shinso knew that

- “can i at least take a shower?” you asked, his eyes trailing to your baby hairs that stuck to your neck due to the amount of sweat you conjured up

- “only if i can join”

- of course he was joking, but it didn’t fail to break a smile onto your tired face

- “whatever,” you smiled as you squeezed his hand before grabbing your workout bag that was sitting by the bench

- “shower and then bed,” he reminded

- “but-”

- “y/n.”

- ….

- “fine.”

i know damn well dabi wouldn't be this soft but!!!

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springsmile · 11 months

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over my shoulder

yan. shinso x reader | series masterlist | 18+

descr: with extreme and debilitating anxiety that has led to your desensitization, you think you're privy to feeling out danger before it strikes you. you're wrong.

warnings: non-con, smut, pre-established trauma (r*pe), extreme anxiety/paranoia, victim blaming/shaming, abuse of prescriptions, self harm, suicidal ideation, disassociation, negativity around hospitalization, violent intrusive thoughts, kidnapping, murder, specific reader characterizations, manipulation, anorexia/bulimia allusions

note 01: sooo this is largely based upon my own trauma and mental framework. it's a really really dark depiction. it might dampen your mood, but i promise it's a good read :) ! please make sure to examine the warning tags closely.

02**: reader's quirk is enhanced senses. upon activation, emotions and sensations are pretty much exacerbated. reader never learns how to channel or control it to its full potential, only to turn it on and off.

˗ˋˏ CHAPTER LIST ˎˊ˗

01. VICTIMHOOD

02. HABITUAL

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theextratreefairy · 11 months

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Hi if your requests are open can I please ask for a yandere bakugo and izuku and shinso

With a quiet and sweet darling that wears

Jirai Kai fashion because of their abandonment issues and because it's cute

And can it be where the darling asks them if they can paint their nails / put Clips in their hair/put ribbons in their hair

Darling: can I please paint your nails / put Clips in your hair / put ribbons in your hair?

RTSBFKBS I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THAT STYLE. Taglist: @theninjabozo Warnings: abandonment issues, fluffy fluff time :) I assumed you meant separate so, I did that :) They are kinda small tho. I also didn't know for certain if you wanted feminine pronouns or not, so I wrote it as 'you'

SHINSO HITOSHI - CAN I PLEASE PAINT YOUR NAILS?

Hitoshi loved you, and you knew that.

But sometimes you couldn't help but wonder if you were too much for him, if you made him feel annoyed. Even if that fear was irrational to Hitoshi since he's basically keeping you in his dorm outside of school and also brain washes any who tries to get too close to you.

You felt unsure when you two were in the same room and it was just filled with comfortable silence.

While you were painting your nails and trying out pretty new designs, Hitoshi was trying to do homework Aizawa gave to him to try and get into the hero course.

When your nails were done, you mustered up all your courage as you fiddle with your shirt and you ask: "Hitoshi, can I ask you a question?"

"You don't need to ask, love." Hitoshi chuckled softly. "C-can I paint your nails?" You ask, avoiding his gaze. "Only if I get to pick out the designs." Hitoshi teased you with a lazy grin on his face. "O-okay! What colors do you want?"

"How about purple and pink?"

BAKUGO KATSUKI - CAN I PUT CLIPS IN YOUR HAIR

Sometimes you couldn't help but be scared of Katsuki's reaction, because of this you had issues expressing what you wanted to him. And your abandonment issues were quite a factor in that.

Katsuki knew this all too well, so his angry attitude was never directed to you, and because of this he knew all too well when you wanted something but was afraid to say so. "OI, liking what you see?" He asks in a teasing tone. He sees you staring at him, more specifically his hair.

You looked down at the clips in front of you and said: "Yes... I do."

This caused Katuski to chuckle softly and that gave you the courage to ask: "Can i put clips in your hair?"

"you better pick out the pretty clips." He grinned. "I saved my explosion clips just for you, Katsu."

MIDORIYA IZUKU — CAN I PUT RIBBONS IN YOUR HAIR?

Izuku loved to ramble, and you loved to listen. While Izuku was rambling about Eraserhead's fighting style while you were trying to style your hair with the ribbons in front of you.

"Well technically Aizawa-sensei fights quirkless, which means that he would have been an absolute favorite to quirkless kids all over Japan!" You just kissed him on his cheek shyly, causing his rambles to stop as he froze. "Can I put ribbons in your hair?" You ask shyly. Izuku nodded while blushing furiously. But before you could start he kissed you softly, causing you to become the flustered one.

"That is payback for the surprise attack."

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yanderecrazysie · 8 months

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Good day! 😁

I had this brainrot for days now and i feel like your the perfect writer to send you this crazy idea so unto the actual request:

Lets have yandere shinsou x ex-besfriend shinsou. So here’s the details, you know how shinsou was bullied when he was young due to his quirk being villainous? How about the reader being the only friend he had, the person who defended him and cared for him. Shinso sees you as his hero and you and him were close in middle school. But here comes the problem despite the reader having a perfectly heroic quirk like being invincible for a short period of time, the reader doesn’t want to be a hero and is content being a general course student but this feels like an insult to shinsou as he works so hard yet he sees you having a quirk that he wishes he had and your not even using it to be a hero. Shinsou wants you and him be a heroic duo of brains and brawn but the reader is happy in the general course, that is where reader belongs but shinsou can’t accept that which leads to a big fight between them. I can imagine shinso going off on reader for being wasteful of the quirk they were given and generally insulting the reader and the general course and just storms off. Fast forward a bit and we see shinsou eventually getting his dreams of getting into the hero course with the help of aizawa. Shinsou tried so hard to forget about you but he can’t even when he is now in the hero course and achieving his dream yet he feels empty as you’re not with him. Due to cross class excercise you and shinsou meet again but you keep your distance from him which hurt. Cue angst and shinso pining till he turns yandere, shinsou misses the reader and he wants them back to his side, he wants the reader to be as close as to the reader before and he’ll to whatever lengths he need to.

-sorry for the very long request, I just wanted to see your perspective on this idea/brainrot

Awww thank you so much! I’ll do my best to deliver!

Title: So Far Away

Pairings: Shinsou Hitoshi x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, swearing, insults

Summary: Shinsou has achieved his dream. Mostly.

“How do I live without the ones I love?

Time still turns the pages of the book it's burned

Place and time always on my mind

I have so much to say but you're so far away”

-from “So Far Away” by Avenged Sevenfold

Becoming a part of the hero course was supposed to be a dream come true, but really, it was bittersweet.

You were supposed to be here with him, but you were so stubborn.

Shinsou had become friends with you on his first week at UA. Somehow, someone had figured out what quirk he had and, to his dismay, the old bullying started up again. And, like in junior high, the teacher turned a blind eye to it.

You, however, did not.

“How dare you judge him when you don’t even know him? Do you know how useful that could be for being a hero? He could just tell the villains to put the handcuffs on themselves and they would!”

Shinsou couldn’t verbalize just how much he appreciated you saying that. Not only did you shut up the other general course students, but you tapped into his one and only goal in life: becoming a hero.

It hadn’t been fair, the physical exam. How was he supposed to stop robots with his quirk? It made him feel useless, helpless.

But you didn’t make him feel that way.

Maybe you were unbothered because you were invincible yourself, quite literally. With a quirk like invincibility, you would make a fantastic hero! The two of you could become heroes at the same time- the brains and the brawn, together forever.

But to his dismay, when the sports festival rolled around, you showed no interest in working hard and making it to the end.

“Why don’t you want to make it to the next round? We could work together and one of us could win!”

But you didn’t care. You simply wished him the best and lost in the first round.

You could have been with him in the cavalry race! You could have fought against those hero course students and taken them down, one-by-one. You could have even taken down Bakugou if only you had tried!

When Mr. Aizawa reached out to him, asking if he wanted to train with him, he was thrilled. He’d asked if you could join him and Mr. Aizawa had agreed.

But when Shinsou told you, you’d waved him off, uninterested in something like that.

“Sorry, Shinsou, but I don’t really have time for that,” you said dismissively, “I don’t really want to change classes, especially not to a different department, so it’d be better if I didn’t waste a teacher’s time.”

“Why don’t you want to change to the hero course?” Shinsou asked, blown away by your attitude, “You could be a literal superhero! Isn’t that the greatest thing to strive for?”

“Not really. Sorry,” you wrinkled your nose a little at the idea, “I just don’t feel the same way you do. There’s too many heroes out there, they don’t need me. I’d rather have a more practical job, you know?”

Shinsou didn’t understand you. Maybe that’s why he lost his temper.

More likely, it’s because he couldn’t stand the thought of being a hero without you.

The daydreams of you starting a hero agency with him crumble to the ground around him and he’s yelling before he knows it.

“Are you stupid? You’re wasting your quirk on a boring everyday job? What, you’re too much of a coward to do some good in the world? You’re just a selfish bitch.”

You jerked your head back as though you’d been slapped and tears filled your eyes. Shinsou immediately regretted his words, but it was too late to take them back now.

“Fuck you,” you said shakily, “Go be a fucking hero on your own, bastard.”

That was the last time you’d spoken to him. After transferring to the hero course, this was the first time he was seeing you in weeks- at a cross class training exercise.

You don’t try your best, that much is obvious. You have no competitive spirit, even now.

Shinsou is shaking when he approaches you, scared to death about what you’ll say.

Before he can even get out his apology, you’re turning your back on him, ignoring his outstretched hand.

His heart shatters in his chest. Tears burn his eyes.

He’s miserable without you.

The next few days, his performance in class suffers. It’s hard to think about math when his mind is only on you. Your absence is a constant ache in his heart.

He knew he had hurt you, that much was obvious, but he couldn’t find a moment to apologize. All he wanted was to make amends and have you back in his life.

One night, as he walked back to the dorms after another distracted day, Shinsou couldn’t take it anymore. He needed to salvage whatever was left of your friendship.

And if you didn’t accept his apology this time, maybe he’d have to resort to something a little more… convincing.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere one shot #one shot #yandere my hero academia #my hero academia #yandere shinso #shinso hitoshi

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dreamingofaizawa · 2 years

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Apologize

Pro Hero! Shinsou Hitoshi x Pro Hero! Female! Reader

***This is an 18+ fic. Minors DNI***

Warnings: noncon/dubcon (seriously it's very much not verbally consentual so be warned) dom/sub dynamics, brat/tamer dynamics, Shinsou being mean as fuck, breath play, humiliation(?), hatefucking, edging, light bondage, threat of heavier bondage, begging, nicknames (pretty girl, baby, baby girl, sweetheart, brat), he calls reader a bitch once, brat taming(?), sub drop, shitty ending cause my brain didn't want to imagine that bit. an itty bitty drop of yandere if you squint hard enough. lmk if I missed anything

Word Count: 2k

Author's Note: Nobody look at me, don't even percieve me. This came to me at asscrack o'clock in the morning while I was TRYING to sleep. Everyone can thank my insomniac brain for this. Honestly, fuck you brain. I need SLEEP. Anywho, I cranked this out in like an hour all in one sitting. Fun.

Anywho, enjoy~

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He’s been relatively nice to you, in the short time you’ve known him. Working alongside the purple-haired hero has been pleasant, you’d even go so far to say it’s been fun. Little jokes shared here and there, random short games like tag in the middle of a slow midnight patrol.

But there’s always going to be sides of people you don’t know about, and it’s really only a matter of time before all hell breaks loose. It starts with a bad bad day.

You’ve both been hunting down a lead for a special case you’ve been assigned for the past week. Today you got so so close. It leads to a dead end. After that, it only gets worse. Dead ends, one after the other, as you try to backtrack your way through where you could have gone wrong. Nothing. And Shinsou is getting more frustrated by the hour as you both hunch over his desk, scouring the case file for anything that could help. At some point, you give up. Decide it’s better to let it go and pick it up another time with fresh eyes and rested brains. You try to be encouraging when you ask him to do the same and join you on the couch.

“C’mon, Shinsou. Relax just for a minute, at least. We’ll look at it again in a few, but you gotta give your brain a break.” He huffs, glares at you for even thinking to suggest that.

“I refuse to sit on my ass like you. I’ve got shit to do.” Now that makes you freeze. He’s never…accused you? Like that?

“Wait- what is that supposed to mean? I’m trying to keep my head on straight instead of stressing and possibly missing something. What do you want me to do?” He slams his fist on the desk, only managing to get a small jump out of you.

“I want you to do your fucking job.” What the fuck? You’re on your feet, slowly stepping toward him. It’s a challenge, really, for him to do or say anything like that again.

“What the fuck did you just say to me?” He straightens and steps around the desk toward you, meeting you in the middle of the room. Both your eyes burn into each other, anger heating the entire room and painting it deep red.

“You heard me the first time.” You huff out through your nose, right in his face, before swiftly turning to make your way toward the door.

“Fuck you, Shinsou. If I knew my ‘partner’ was such an asshole I’d have never agreed to this bullshit.” Yeah, you’ve been fine with him. But you have zero tolerance for bullshit.

And then, in some doomed stroke of luck, you’re pinned to the wall before you can even react. Your vision blurs as you’re spun, the wind is knocked from your chest as your back hits the wall and your entire body is pinned by his own. Both your wrists are swiftly gathered in one of his large fists above your head, and his other hand wraps delicately around your throat, deft fingers squeezing ever so gently.

“You’re being such a damn bitch. Don’t you know this is important shit we’re working on?”

“What the fuck? You lash out at me and I’M the bitch?! Fuck o–” You’re cut off when his fingers squeeze hard, the rest of the word coming out garbled.

“Fuck, do you ever shut up? So vulgar, too.” You almost manage an eye roll, between trying to breathe and wriggling in his grasp in an attempt to escape. He’s playing with your breathing, squeezing in pulses and never letting up for too long. It’s making you dizzy, your chest heaving with every breath he so graciously granted you.

You hate to think it’s turning you on.

“I should gag you and string you up in the closet with my binding cloth. Maybe then I’ll be able to get something done for once.” He can feel your pulse quicken, see your pupils dilate just the tiniest bit and your thighs squeeze together ever so slightly. He’s got you right where he wants you.

“Oh? Little brat likes that idea? Well too fuckin’ bad, you don’t get what you like, or what you want.” He quickly spins you around and brings your hands down behind your back, securing them with that damned cloth of his, before slinking a hand around your throat again and pinning you to his front.

“Now here’s what’s gonna happen. You’re gonna apologize for interrupting me, for slacking, and for being a brat. And you’re gonna convince me you’re sorry, or else you don’t get to cum. Understand?” Who knew he could be so damn sadistic? And so fucking self-centered. What a piece of work. And you make it known how you feel.

“As if I’d apologize to the likes of you. Jackass.” He only chuckles before wrapping an arm around your waist, slipping his hand down the front of your sweats and snapping the band of your panties against your skin. Fuck. Why can you feel yourself getting wet?

“Now, what do you think I’m gonna find down here, huh? Cause I can tell you’re already hot and bothered, all for me.” You squirm harder, wiggling around to get him off you. But were you really trying? You’re a pro hero for god’s sake, surely you could get yourself out of this even with your hands bound. But why would you want to, when you already feel this good?

He’s walking backward, dragging you along with him until he reaches the couch, plopping down and leaning against the arm, sprawling his legs along the cushions with yours over top of them. With your arms bound it’s easy for him to release your throat in favor of tugging down both your sweatpants and panties, chuckling at the dark patch right in the crotch of your underwear. He doesn’t say anything about it. You both know he was right earlier, you both know your burning embarrassment.

He drops both items to the floor before gripping both your thighs and prying them open, despite your nowhere-near-best efforts to keep them wedged shut. Your knees are either side of his and his ankles hook over top of your own to keep you spread for him. Exposed for him.

“Let’s try this again, pretty girl.” It’s sickly sweet, the way he says it. Mocking and praising at the same time. A hand is at your throat again while the other reaches down to glide his fingers between your folds. You’re wet. Really, really wet. You can hear the squelch as he gathers your juices on his fingers and spreads it over your clit, rubbing slow firm circles over the already swollen nub. You jolt, and he chuckles. Fuck this is humiliating. And so hot.

“Apologize, and I’ll let you cum. You’ve got all the time in the world. As long as you do it before you cum I’ll work you through it, I promise.” You don’t want to. Apologizing is just admitting defeat. He can’t play this game forever, you can hold out, you’re sure of it.

Except his fingers are moving faster over your clit, rubbing harder and working you closer to that edge. And fuck, if it doesn’t feel so good the be so close to cumming. Your legs are starting to tremble, thighs trying to close around his hand and your breathing is getting heavier. You’re so close. Just a little more.

And then he stops.

Your entire body jolts with the lost orgasm, and you bite your lip to keep from making any noise. You can’t let him know he’s getting to you.

“Aw, did that not feel good baby? I’m sure you didn’t like me ripping that away from you. But it’s okay, you’ve got another chance to make it up to me.” And that isn’t a lie. You do get another chance. One you don’t take. He builds you up with just his fingers on your clit, dragging them away before you can fall over that blissful peak. It’s so frustrating, being so close and yet still so fucking far.

After the fourth or fifth time, there are tears in your eyes begging to fall, clumping your lashes together. Your thighs and abdomen burn from the constant tensing. And Hitoshi is getting annoyed.

So he starts again, running tight circles over your raw clit with those deadly fingers of his. But this time he dips two down into your pussy and curls them hard, slamming that spongy spot inside you. It’s so unexpected, so sudden you let out a loud, wanton moan as you arch off of him and buck your hips into his hand.

“There we go, baby girl. That’s it. Make some noise for me.” He doesn’t stop when your moans turn to whimpers and your whole body begins to shake with the intensity of your oncoming orgasm. You can feel that tight knot in your belly start to fray, pulling so tight it’ll snap any moment now, and the instant you start to cum he rips his fingers away from you. The tears you’d willed not to fall begin to stream down your cheeks, you’re too far gone to care that your sniffles and cries sound so pathetic. And you begin to grovel. Just like he wanted you to.

“Please -hic- please ‘Toshi, I wanna cum. Please let me cum it hurts.” He coos down at you, nuzzling his cheek against your own and you nuzzle right back, wrapped right around his sticky finger.

“Awe, poor baby. It hurts?” you nod, “Well, then you know what you have to do right? All you gotta do is apologize, and you can cum as many times as you want baby. Yeah? Doesn’t that sound good?” You nod again, whimpering into his mouth when he turns and ghosts his lips against yours.

“Go on then, sweetheart.” You shudder and hiccup some more, before finally giving in.

“I’m s-sorry, Shinsou. ‘M so sorry, I didn't mean to be a brat. I’m sorry for making you mad! I promise it won’t -hic- happen again, please I’m so sorry.” He’s glowing from it, from how pathetic you sound, how helpless and blissed out you are. Limp against his frame after being edged so much. So beautiful. And all his, he decides.

“Such a good girl for me. You can cum now, baby. Cum for me.” His fingers return to your sopping pussy, immediately battering your g-spot while his thumb rubs at your clit. You’ve never cum so fast or so hard in your life. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you see white, ears ringing as your whole body tenses and shakes, bowing off him as you nearly shout a broken moan. He helps you ride it out, continues stroking at your walls and clit until your body falls back down and shakes from overstimulation. Only then does he stop, wiping his cum soaked fingers across your thigh before tilting your head to lock his lips with your own. Though, you’re a little too out of it to reciprocate the sloppy makeout.

“C’mon baby, come back to me.” He’s tapping your cheek lightly, releasing the cloth around your wrists and massaging the tender skin. It takes a few minutes for your eyes to refocus, your breathing to stop stuttering and your limbs to stop trembling. When you do come back to reality, you cling to Hitoshi like a magnet.

“There you are. Shh, you’re alright baby.” You cry into his chest, almost wailing after the sudden release of endorphins. You’ve never felt so low, especially after such a heavenly high. He holds you, rubs your back and pets your hair, presses little kisses everywhere he can reach until you’ve fallen asleep from exhaustion.

He decides that maybe a break was needed, and that an apology from him was in order. But that can wait until you’re both rested, and you’ve been taken care of. For now, he allows himself to drift to sleep beneath you.

#shinsou hitoshi #hitoshi shinsou #shinsou hitoshi bnha #shinsou hitoshi x reader #hitoshi shinsou bnha #hitoshi shinsou mha #hitoshi shinsou x reader #tw noncon #tw dubcon #twnoncon #twdubcon #tw: noncon #tw: dubcon #not me tagging every 'tw'#just covering my bases honestly

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the-wisteria-house · 10 months

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Requests and Rules

I will currently take requests for Demon Slayer and My Hero Academica for the following characters. (If you're not sure about a request, you can still submit it, and I'll get back to you :) )

MHA

Shoto Aizawa

Oboro Shirakumo (loud cloud)

Keigo Takami (Hawks)

Toshinori Yagi (Allmight)

Shoto Todoroki

Katsuki Bakugo

Izuku Midoriya

Hitoshi Shinsou

Mirai Sasaki (Sir Night Eye)

Miro Togata (lemillion)

Rody Soul

Tenya Iida

Tensei Iida

(If there is someone you want that is not listed, you can still send a request, and I'll see)

Demonslayer

Giyuu Tomioka

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Genya Shinazugawa

Kyojuro Rengoku

Shinjuro Rengoku

Tanjiro Kamado

Inosuka Hashibira

Sabito

( If you want a character not listed, feel free to still send a request)

Please Note: I will do past ships with characters listed and not listed, for example: Past Tengen x Reader with Present Rengoku x reader.

I will also do none romantic ships with people listed and not listed.

Rules/ Things I won't write

Yander

It's fine if you like that stuff, but I just can't write it well. Now, that's not to say i won't do a, for example: character x (y/n) where (y/n) has a stalker and is saved by the Character of your choice.

Incest

This is self-explanatory.

Smut

I'm not good at writing explicit scenes. I'll write spicy scenes that fade to black and imply that something occurred, but not smut.

Polyamory/ Polygamy

I myself am not Poly and feel I would not be able to properly write such fics. So, no Rengoku x Tengen x Y/N. But I will do love triangles like were (y/n) has to choose one or the other.

Male (y/n)

I'm not a male, so I don't think I'd be all that good a writing (y/n) as one since I don't know the male experience. (Sorry to all my guys out there, but I mostly write in second person, so you can imagine (y/n) as a male)

OC's

I won't do OCs, but an exception is for example would be: Endeavor, and (Y/n) were together as teens, and (Y/n) got pregnant, and he left her, now he's trying to make things right with his son.

(Y/N) is still in the story, but the main focus is her son and his relationship with Endeavor, and (Y/n) and him are in no way getting back together.

Please try to be specific and give me a lot of details.

Example request:

Tanjiro x (Y/n) where (y/n) is Rengoku's younger sister (not a demon slayer), and they meet after Rengoku died on the train. They end up connecting and becoming pin pals, and over time, fall in love.

Tanjiro comes to visit her and Senjuro, and Shinjuro (who is now sober) pulls him aside and tells him to stop waiting on asking (y/n) out because if he doesn't, he'll regret it. He heads Shinjuro's advice and asks (y/n) out.

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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.

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.

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.

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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novasdarling · 3 years

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Can I please request for Gojo and Shinsou infantilizing their gf starting off with something small then slowly getting them to do everything for them from feeding, dressing to even sexual stuff (helping them get off and what not). And their gf is trying to resist this all please! Thank you! 💕💕💕

Idk why, but I kept rewriting this, took me so long. So I did headcanons instead, sorry if that's not what you want. Also for some reason, Tumblr was being a little bitch when making this post, putting things in the wrong order so hopefully, I fixed it all

Don't Baby Me

TW: Unhealthy Relationship, Breaking of Reader, Smut/Noncon, Infanlization, Aged up!

Gojo and Shinsou

Gojo

His way of infantilizing isn’t the classical way we all think of. No, in a sense it’s worse. Gojo desires you to need him in the way of fear. He wants you to go to him and stay with him cause you can’t defend yourself. He’s the only one who can. He’s the only one who can protect you and take care of you. Once he has you dependent on him for protection, the rest comes rather easily.

Eventually, you had nothing without him. He made sure he got you fired from your job, not that you knew. And if that didn’t work, if you kept fighting him. Gojo might just need to protect you from some curses, and show you how much you need him. Of course, it's just a horrible accident that you got to attack, you’re lucky he was there to save you. Imagine if he wasn’t? Bit by bit he would make sure that you’d be too scared to be alone, too afraid to be without him.

It wasn’t his aim to infantilise you, at least not this as much. It was just sort of something that happened. He was trying to ease your workload and help you relax when he realized he loved how you looked at him when you saw what he’d done. The pay you held things out when you needed his help. It just got his heart racing.

Bit by bit he did more and more. It became about control for him. You had always been so hard-headed that having some sense of control over you made him just fall in love with it.

He cooked, deciding what you ate and what you didn’t. Getting you dressed, picking your clothes. Gojo even bathed you. Washing your hair and body. Stating you never did it right on your own. Always messing up and not rinsing the soap off properly. Or the clothes you got yourself wasn't doing you any favours. Sometimes his words were rather cruel.

Then he would try to fill your schedule with him. Slowly you were rarely alone. Besides when you still worked, but even then he would visit at lunch when he could. Though your job eventually just annoyed him. It had to go. Soon it was all about him and being by his side.

It annoyed him how you seemed so upset when he tried to get you to leave work or leave being with your friends when he had already made plans for a weekend getaway without asking if you were free. Your attitude was always to brush him off.

It only got worse when you moved in, that was an invitation for him to completely pry and rip apart your life. Privacy was gone now. No matter how much you fought.

Gojo found your attempts to have a say in what happens as cute. It was cute that you thought you could take care of yourself. What an adorable little thing.

Sex was another aspect where his control seeped into. After all, control is something that gets Gojo off. He likes to see you needing him, helpless without him. He can teach you what to do, teach you how to feel good. Even if you don’t like how he talks to you. How he talks down to you. Push his hands away, that’s fine. In the end, he’ll get his way and “help you”. You just can never do anything right on your own, he's there to help.

Overall, he does it slowly. It all happens maybe over a couple of months. He’s busy, so it takes some time, though the protection part happens first and faster than the rest. The other parts happen after that when he realizes how nice it is to have you so dependent on him. He likes both infantilizing you with the big things and the small things. Getting you to depend on him for a roof over your head and food. But also making you useless when it comes to things like taking care of yourself. Sure he lets you cook when you start acting right. But that’s about it. Even then, he doesn't let you use any knives, stating they're too dangerous.

He brushes your hair, your teeth, dresses you. He needs it all. Breaking you first isn’t hard for him. He enjoys the little persona of ms. tough with him. Likes watching it fall when you realize you can't even remember the last time you tied your own shoes.

Shinsou

Shinsou is different from Gojo, very different. To him, he’s never too busy to get what he wants. And he knows what he wants. Over a few weeks, he’ll already be fully babying you, fully treating you like you know nothing and can’t do anything without him.

He’ll use the hero persona to get you to trust him. To see what he’s doing is just to protect you and you fall for it. You believe him for a short while. Believe he’s just trying to help, keeping you safe by asking you not to go out at night. Then it’s not to go to certain places without him. And those seem reasonable to you. It can be dangerous at night, and those areas have high crime rates anyway. But then he takes it too far.

Soon he demands that you two move in. Even if it’s been a few weeks of dating. Your place mysteriously gets broken, and the cops aren't able to catch the criminal. Meaning they're still out there. If that doesn't work, well he's sure the repeated offence will work. Fear is a good tactic to get you to leave. He hates it, sort of, he feels bad for scaring you to get you to move in with him, but it’s needed. You’re too damn stubborn to break.

Once he has you with him he tries to get you to cut back work hours, making you late, causing issues at your work. Anything to either get you fired or get you to quit. Shinsou is upset that you don’t want to depend on him. Why can’t you just let him take care of the money? Relax and trust him.

Yet he can’t lie, you’re stubborn nature riles him up. It’s hot, he doesn’t mind taming you. Showing you that you're just putting on an act. That you're not capable of all of this.

Getting you to stay home was difficult, you even threatened to break things off. But once you lost your job, he knew it wouldn’t be easy for you to leave. To find a new place, to get a new job. He had you where he wanted. Stuck with him.

Shinsou’s control dips into the bedroom as well. He likes seeing you helpless. Seeing you beg for him, even if it’s like pulling teeth to get you too. However, once he shows you just how good he can make you feel, you seem to cool down a bit for him. A little bit more time and he’s sure you’ll stop with this little fight and just let him take care of you.

It's almost adorable how you don't know what you want. That you don't even realize how good he can be.

Shinsou isn’t too much into the small things like getting you dressed or brushing your teeth. No, he wants you to depend on him for the big things. To make you this helpless thing when it comes to the things that truly matter in life. Once he gets in your head and gets you to forget how to pay bills or do a job. Then he knows he has you dependent on him just like he wants. Stay home and take care of the house, though he doesn’t mind if you just stay home and sleep. Clueless without him. He’ll take what he can.

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sinnerdolly · 3 years

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Minors do not interact.

Paring— Shinsou x fem reader.

Genre— Smut, NSFW.

Warning— Dubcon, noncon, corruption, manipulation.

Plot— Shinsou goes crazy cause his best friend dates with Todoroki.

English isn't my mother language, so, if you see any error, you're welcome to correct me. Spanish version

All his life was the same, fighting with the people who told him that he can't be a hero because his villain quirk. But you always were there, by his side. And slowly he fell for you.

Yeah, it was horrible when in the UA he couldn't get in the heroes class, and you did. But, okay, he keep having you... until all change and you began to take distance.

Shinsou tried to forget it, to be calm down, convincing himself that he still being important in you life. But, obviously, that lie wasn't going to last.

“Toshi, I have to tell you something” you said so nervous and happily to your best friend. You were in Shinsou's house, studying economy. Hitoshi standed up his head, and saw you with the cheeks blush.

“Sure, what is it?” he asked, not knowing that his heart was going to break.

“I'm dating with Todoroki Shoto”

And all his delusions fell to his feets. You were the only reason because he had continues with that stupid dream of be a hero. You were part of his dream, both would be the best and most loved couple for the fans. How dare you to fuck that perfect future?

“No” he grunted. You looked at him confused .

“No? What do you mean, Toshi?”

It was the first time that Shinsou stared at you with coldness. And that didn't give you a comfortable sensation.

“You don't love him, y/n. You love me!” you tried to move your body, but you couldn't. He was using his quirk in you. “I'm the love of your life, not him, not another idiot. Just me! Don't you see it?” he took you by the cheeks, getting closer to him. “Tell me that you love me, y/n”.

“I love you” you repeated, with a monotonous voice.

Yeah, it was just a game to forget that his heart was broken, cause you loved another.

Shinsou approached at you, putting his hand in your right cheek “Kiss me”. He felt his pants starts to squeeze, as soon as your soft lips touched his.

The contact was electrifying, your mouths fit perfectly, like made to be together.

Shinsou's hands started to slide along your body, until arriving to your biggest breasts. One of his fantasies sinse he became a teenager, touch thouse pretty pillows of yours.

Hitoshi couldn't wait any more, he needed to be inside you, he needed to feel you squeeze around his huge cock. He laid you down on the bed, climbing onto you. But, first, he was gonna play with you.

“Take your shirt off”.

He followed with his gaze how you slowly unbuttoned it. Shinsou licked his lips when saw your undressed breasts, you weren't using a bra.

His eyes had a lose look, he sat down in the bed with a excited face.

“Now, use that pretty mouth of yours to suck me” he said, caressing her red lips.

Shinsou's pulse sped up when your little pink tongue licked his dick. He took your hair and pushed your head down, making his cock fully fit in your mouth.

He grunted, feeling the saliva wetting him. With his hand, he started to move you. The sensation was amazing, for a second Shinsou thought he was in heaven with his little angel.

Hitoshi took one of your breasts, squeezing and kneading it.

“Yeah, they're better than I thought. Use them”

You took both with your hands, and Shinsou slipped his cock between them. A few thrusts after, he had cum in your mouth. Making you choke with all the semen.

Shinsou took you by the chin, to saw his seed slow down of your lips.

“Go to sleep, my pretty toy”.

Since now, all will be funny for him.

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loversdelusions · 2 years

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Soooo I heard you were bored so here came my annoying ass to ask! >w<

I have an oc (well a punch of them) that I would like to match a yandere with if you don't mind

So she is shoto's twin, studies in the support course along with hastume so you know where this is going. She doesn't hate endeavor (more like trying to convince him that she is worth something although she is quirkless). She is loud, cheery, energetic, and rearily gets angry, but (here is a twist) when I tell you she got relations, I don't mean cousins, I mean small street gangs who cause troubles (let's just say delinquents) and yea Idk where to take this anymore OwO

if you don't feel like it or you don't take those types of asks just ignore this message! Stay safe~

OOH I love this! So you're telling me an OC with some pretty heavy daddy issues and quirk insecurities? Plus that loud, outgoing personality and a cunning background?

Okay because I was thinking of matching her with someone like Yan! Shinsou, or like Yan! Deku because that dude will go crazy for her.

Shinsou: He really needs a hug, and she just happens to be the one to give it to him. Big mistake.

Shinsou would definitely notice her during the sports festival when she’d approached him to trade off some encouraging words. Afterward, he kept tabs on her during their school years, keeping minimum engagement and exchanging glances and simple conversations throughout.

He didn't like how Endeavor treated her. He didn't like how Shoto didn't seem to notice.

It made his blood boil when she felt insecure about herself because of them. He would surely make them regret that. Maybe she was right, after all, he wasn't a villain. No, he wasn't a villain, and it didn't matter what he was, as long as he was her personal hero.

Then, of course, he saw definitely didn't stalk her not at all what are you even talking about her speaking with a well-known gangster, her lovely voice and the cute little hop in her step only to wrap her arms around that man in a hug. He was horrified.

Did she… love him? How did she even know him? He was a danger! Shinsou had to do something. He had to help the only person who actually understood him. He had to show her how special she was without all of this. She didn't need all these filthy criminals with her, she only really needed him.

He needed to show her that.

And what would be simpler, than using his… heroic quirk to cause a little accident. He was a shadow hero, after all. It’s not like the shadows could extinguish a torch as bright as Endeavor, no, but of course, a random lowly criminal would definitely at least attempt to… douse him, and swiftly rid himself of his sins, and himself off his darling.

And also let's not pretend that Shinsou can't cure anyone's daddy issues it's frightening. Some deep Aizawa energy here.

Of course, once he finally gets her in his arms, he wouldn't be harsh to her. He didn't need to do anything really. He would only have to trick her cute little bubbly ass into responding with her little jokes and he would make her stand in the corner and stare into the wall as long as he needed. Or have her climb and snuggle up to him, even use her quirk to cure his laziness.

It really was a match made in heaven. Her wonderful little contacts were perfect for his shadow work. His top officers were surely impressed by his sudden intel.

And he could only come home to find her cute grin, loving arms waiting for him.

even if she had been cautious of him in the beginning. She wouldn't have lasted long with his hold on her. He... didn't think it was necessary she knew what became of her father. His little darling was sweet, too sweet for her family. and if her brother wanted to come sniffing around, he had no reason to see why Shoto couldn't stumble into his death one day.

Deku: He'd fall in love with her bubbly self so quick.

Okay but she has no chance.

The moment he saw her struggling to enter through the exams, almost as nervous as him, he really gravitated towards her. Her smile, her eyes and the way they shone, her positive attitude about all of the things she saw… She was just something else.

He didn't deserve her. So he tried to be the man she deserved.

It started small at first, as it always does with his obsessions. Little notes about her, things he couldn't stop thinking about, her quirk and the way it works, how amazing it was, how amazing she was. Then it just happened that he accidentally took a different route one day.

He definitely didn't mean to end up at her house. Though now that he was here, he surely should write about her schedule and the route, who lived there, and their dynamics… All of that… basic things he needs to protect her the way she deserves.

He happened over her little argument with her dad.

Red was a colour he hadn't gotten used to invading his vision. And now, that it was teetering at the edges, blurring his senses and thoughts; It was horrifying to him just how much it affected him. OFA was burning through his nerves, sizzling underneath his skin and against his pulsating muscles as it wished to burn out its energy straight into endeavours flesh.

No, no. He always had such thoughts, violence was something he was used to, I mean he was friends with Kacchan, he should have expected some sort of effect on his personality from that.

Or so he thought.

Suddenly it was too much for him. Seeing her talk to others that he could see were infatuated with her. He had to prove he was the only one for her! Not only her classmates, upperclassmen, people she helped on the street like the amazing person she was, and he felt his blood boil in anger, in the ugly emotion that it was. He finally realized what he had to do.

He had to protect her, she was helpless!

She was a strong person, a quirk that is so interesting and strong that it could rival anyone on the heroes list. But he knew she was too naĩve, too adorably sweet, too much like a bubbly little bunny to really protect herself.

It was really only when he saw her talking to a man he recognized as a pretty giant in the Yakuza that he really registered how much protection she really needed. She didn't understand how much danger she was in just being near that man! He had to keep her safe.

So he did the only thing he could think of when everyone separated for their jobs as pro heroes. The minute his house was ready, she was the perfect little addition to it.

He promised Endeavour he would save her, and promised Shoto he would make sure she was safe.

And he made sure she was. Perfectly so in his strong arms.

He wouldn't leave a pause for fear in her. He would spend nights reassuring her that she was safe, that he was only here to protect her. That he was her hero, she would never be in danger when she was with him.

And she shouldn't try to test that.

He provided everything she needed after all. He was sweet, and compassionate to her. He knew everything about her, after all. He memorized every single inch of her skin, every movement of her body, every thing she loved, everything she enjoyed to do. He knew everything that hurt her, as well.

It really was only one rule.

“Don't test me, darling. You are perfect, and I would love everything about you forever. Every blemish and every scar. Especially Even if I was the one to add them.”

If she behaves, he wouldn't have to punish her after all. It would only be for her benefit, he was teaching her how to be happy with him. He was sure within a few weeks, within a few punishments specially made for her, she would be perfectly his, and he would be perfectly hers.

They were perfect for eachother, afterall.

He made sure of that.

Hope you like it! I tried my best with the info I've got! this would be such an interesting dynamic, really. I'd love to know if she'd be scared, or still be loving despite the ya know.. crazy.

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ailawritesfics · 3 years

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˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳ 𝓨𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓢𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓼𝓸

✎ shinso x reader

✎ cw: yandere, dark themes, stalking, delusional thinking, manipulation (if i missed any, please tell me!)

✎ note: i had a dream about yan!shinso and i just had to write a short drabble about it

Yandere Shinso who saves you from a villain attack one day and escorted you out of the premises to get you away from danger. You had thanked him promptly before following the police to the area for injured civilians, not noticing the brief and quick glances from the purple haired pro-hero.

Yandere Shinsho who crosses paths with you on your way to work way too often, claiming that he takes this route to get to work quicker because it's a shorter walk and closer to the agency he worked at(despite the fact that his agency is three streets away and in the opposite direction). He makes sure you don't notice his lies, only his charm and genuity to get to know you better as a friend, as he claimed.

Yandere Shinso who slowly but surely integrates himself into every aspect of your life until he's sure that he's part of your everyday routine before slowly isolating you from your social life, deleting and replacing text messages from your friends in such a way that makes you think that you can no longer call them your friends.

Yandere Shinso who comforts you whilst you vent your emotions and pent up frustrations from your friends' betrayal, reveling in the fact that you find solace in his touch and presence; that you trust him enough to spill your heart out in his arms. "You don't need friends like them. They were only nice to you to get what they want."

Yandere Shinso, the man who promised to be by your side no matter what obstacles the both of you are faced with. The man who promised that he'd fill the hole in your heart left by your so-called friends. The man who made a false promise to fix what he had done until he finally has you locked in his penthouse, until he finally has you in his clutches. A confession was no longer needed, his caring actions were enough for you.

Yandere Shinso, the man who had been stalking you long before the two of you officially met, following you and familiarizing himself with your routine. The same calculating man who orchestrated the villain attack to create a false image of a hero you can depend on. He, who was once a stranger, a stalker, now holds his most precious beloved, cradled in his arms as he slowly strokes your hair between his fingers. You don't need to know the things he had done to gain your trust, to get you to willingly come to him. All you need to know is that he loves you. Enough to literally keep you to himself.

#bnha x reader #bnha #bnha imagines #my hero academia shinsou #shinso x reader #shinso hitoshi #yandere shinso hitoshi #yandere shinsou #yandere bnha #shinso #mha shinsou #mha imagines #mha x reader #mha #bnha shinso x reader

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welkinsky · 3 years

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Shinsou X Reader | How Is It To Date Him In Starting

Masterlist

He was a bit hesitant in the starting to a point where he was paranoid if it was a long stretched prank on him from other students and your relationship was nothing more than a prank to you too.

We cannot blame him, he was never seen as normal by others, they always considered him to have a villain-like quirk, and here you were, so fascinated with his quirk.

But he was very subtle in his ways of finding so. Because what if you were actually sincere and he somehow ends up hurting you and hurting the only person who trusts him enough to stay with him.

He is not the shy type but a bit hesitant. The best thing and actually cutest thing is that he'll have these surprised/happy/adorable expressions when you do something couple-y in public. He is surprised because he is so happy inside to know that you are not scared to even show others that you are with him.

He later tells everything to his cats, since he never had a close friend he started talking to them. But you love that too because you have a habit to talk to yourself too.

Hold his hand in the halls or street, he'll have this tiny smile on his face the entire time, which he will try to hide from you. This one time you two were looking at some new hero merch that just hit the store and you said out of excitement, "Hey look they finally have Hawks headphones back in stock" as you held his hand. First, he was surprised when he said a very shy "Oh ya!" and then turned his head to the opposite way being all blushy and smiley, *hehhehe why is he so cute* but you saw him through his reflection in the window and you were full-on smirking.

He just said "shut up" while giggling with a fully teethed smile. HE CAN'T STOP SMILING OKAY?! he did a full 180 to avoid looking at you... but didn't leave your hand.

Bro, I'm in love with this guy, okay bye.

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thanks For Reading and for the ask too!

If you liked it you can check out the masterlist too!

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yanderenightmare · 3 years

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yandere ! SHINSO HITOSHI

FANFICS:

Shinso having a crush on chubby ! darling:

MISTAKES ARE BEST WHEN SERVED IN THREES

Shinso kidnapping his neko ! darling using his quirk:

CURIOSITY KILLED THE CAT

THIRSTY IMAGINES & HEADCANNONS:

Shinso with a house-broken neko ! pet ! darling:

DARLING INITIATING SEX

Shinso with a bratty playful darling:

PLAYFUL DARLING

Genderbend:

MALE -> FEMALE

Poly ! yandere ! Shinso sharing his darling with other yanderes:

POLY

Bedroom facts:

COCK

KINKS & FETISHES

KINKS & FETISHES v2

LIMITS & AFTERCARE

ROLE-PLAY DYNAMICS

Intimate things Shinso enjoys:

INTIMATE ACTIVITIES

FLUFFY IMAGINES & HEADCANNONS:

Shinso x neko ! darling:

YANDERE BEGINNINGS

NICKNAMES

PET ! DARLING DURING WINTER

PREGNANT DARLING

Shinso with a darling that enjoys being his darling:

EARLY STOCKHOLM SYNDROME

DARLING ENJOYS BEING A DARLING

Shinso night and morning routine with his darling:

SLEEPING HABITS

Shinso with a hypersomniac ! darling:

DEPRESSIVE DARLING - HYPERSOMNIA

CREEPY IMAGINES & HEADCANNONS:

Darling rebelling against intimacy:

REBEL

What part-animal yandere Shinso would be in a hybrid au:

SHINSO-HYBRID: SPIDER

How Shinso goes about punishing his darling:

PUNISHMENTS

SILENT TREATMENT

Shinso playing games with his darling:

HOBBIES - GAMBLING

Shinso with a clumsy darling:

CLUMSY DARLING

Shinso's deadly sin:

SEVEN DEADLY SINS - GLUTTONY

Shinso's type:

WHAT TYPE OF DARLING WOULD HE FALL FOR

Shinso with a darling that tries to trick him:

FAKE STOCKHOLM SYNDROME

ANGSTY IMGINES & HEADCANNONS:

Shinso with a darling that harms herself:

RELIEF

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yandereaffections · 3 years

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Shinso might be the most distanced obsessive yandere you'll ever know of, he's hesitant with you despite yearning for all your affections. He expects you to fear him like everyone else if he doesn't stay in the lane he imagines for himself, unless you direct him otherwise Shinso will continue to take the safe route and not make any actions he considers to be pushing himself onto you

He may come off as extremely cautious but if you were to simply guide his hands to cup your face basically demanding he give you attention best believe whatever restrictions he made for himself will immediately be released, not bothering from stopping himself from pulling you into his possession

Shinso may be unbelievably sweet once he gets comfortable with the right amount of trust between the two of you but that doesn't stop him from being protective and impatient when others dare to approach you with romantic intent completely aware of your current relationship with him. Of course the situation can easily be solved with a simple use of his quirk as he considers this moment to be right to mindfuck another student into another classroom just to get them away from you, it doesn't help calm the rage currently pumping in his blood and with that said he requires you to reassure him with his head in your lap as you run your fingers through his hair that you'd never let anyone take you away from him.

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shorkbrian · 4 years

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Okay hear me out and bear with my dumbass unrealistic thirst for a sec; imagine a real life reader who was obsessed with our anime character shinsou! She eventually gets over him, gets a real boyfriend, removes all those dumb poster, body pillows and photos of him. Only to get pounded on the mattress in the middle of the night by an angry shinsou who was watching everything behind a screen ✍️( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)💅 This is so unrealistic I'm so sorry—

This was supposed to be a Drabble but man? idek anymore what am I doing everything I do SUXXs lol

(also you aren’t a dumbass lol that's MY job)

Okay wait but what if it wasn’t Anime Character! Shinsou but instead was like, Famous Instagrammer! Shinsou 👀

Like maybe he’s a model or does dance covers on youtube and has quite a few (2+ mil) followers. Dude’s got merch, t-shirts and photo cards and even a special edition body pillow (that you were lucky enough to buy before it sold out).

You follow him for years, from the time you were in middle school to now, watching his career, tuning into every instagram live and watching every story and following every fan account.

Freshman in college, you send him a message on instagram, A picture of you with a body pillow with his face plastered on it. You tell him how big of a fan you were, how you loved each picture that he released, you’ve been following him since day one and are so proud of how hard he worked to get where he is today.

Of course, nothing comes of it - you don’t think Shinsou even read it, but that almost has an appeal, doesn’t it? He’d never notice you, never know how obsessed you were with him back in high school, wouldn’t tease you for liking him so much. He was unattainable, an ideal so out of reach that you could safely idolize and love and imagine being with. You would never have to worry about the stress of him being in your life, whether to tell him about your giant crush or suffer through each day pining after someone who knew of your love, but didn’t love you back.

You were just another faceless fan in the crowd.

How do you know Shinsou doesn’t know who you are?

When he was first up-and-coming, he checked every account that followed him, excited to meet people that liked him, praised him for his talent, admired his hard work and commitment.

For some reason, you stood out to him, supporting him behind your screen. He noticed every comment you left on his posts, looked to see if you liked each picture, asked his agents if anyone with your name had bought his merch.

Eventually he made a burner account to follow you back, find you on snapchat, facebook; any social media of yours he could get his hands on.

Just as you were a fan of him, he was a fan of you.

But how were you supposed to know?

For some reason, Shinsou could never get himself to reach out to you. Shoot you a message and thank you for your unwavering love and support. And by the time he built up the courage, he was too big and too popular that his management wouldn’t let him respond to individual fans.

So Shinsou watched.

He learned how to track IP addresses and hack into a phone (it was harder than he thought), all for you. He wrote down your address and took note of the apps you had on your phone, eventually learned how to access your camera on your laptop and would check in on you whenever he could during his busy schedule.

For as much as you watched him, he watched you.

And it wasn’t creepy, how could it be? He wasn’t doing anything wrong, or bad. His life was broadcasted for everyone to see, and since you loved him so much, you wouldn’t mind your idol getting a glimpse into your life.

Sometimes he would sit down between shoots, pull out his phone to watch you in your college classes, typing away diligently on your laptop as you too notes, face scrunched in concentration.

If you left your laptop open at night on your desk, Shinsou would check in and see you curled around his body pillow, squeeze his own pillow tighter (if only it was you) in return.

He learned so much about you. But as the years went by, Shinsou found himself featured less and less in your life.

The pictures plastered on yours walls were slowly removed, replaced with pictures of you with your friends, out doing normal stuff that Shinsou wished he was able to do. His management would never let him go hang out at diners, or go to concerts unless it was some endorsement. You got to do all the things Shinsou couldn’t

You slowly stopped leaving comments on his post, you didn’t buy his merch anymore. Worst of all, you got rid of the body pillow and replaced it with an actual boyfriend.

Shinsou was hurt. You were supposed to love him, not some stupid classmate of yours. Shinsou had to watch as the two of you cuddled close to watch a movie on your laptop, sharing popcorn and buttery kisses.

It made him ache inside.

His biggest fan had replaced him.

One night he checked in to see you had left your laptop open on your desk again, giving him a perfect front row seat to you.... and your boyfriend...... having sex.

Shinsou snapped.

He still had your address - you had never moved out of your hometown. It was just a few hours from his next photoshoot, so he started planning.

He was going to make you his fan again, whether you liked it or not.

You were only allowed to support him, to love him.

Shinsou was going to make sure you didn’t forget.

#what even is this #yandere #yandere shinsou #yandere shinso hitoshi #yandere shinso x reader #yandere shinsou hitoshi #yandere thoughts #yandere imagines #hitoshi shinso x reader #yandere Hitoshi #i'm sorry for this trash #idek what to say #bro im slipping #big stupid hours here

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