#bnha hitoshi shinso

[kittywritessmut]

You’re my favourite kitty - Shinsou x fem!reader

Includes: pussy drunk Hitoshi, somnophilia, dom! sub! dynamic, use of nicknames: daddy, kitten, kitty,  oral fem! receiving.

Your pov:

It was late at night and you were exhausted from studying. You had just come out of the shower, freshly shaven and washed hair. You used the same soap your boyfriend used, resulting in you smelling like oak and lavender. You missed Shinsou, many villains became prominent in the early months of the year as they tried to make their mark on society. This meant that your pro hero boyfriend was very busy with late nights and early mornings. This meant you barely spent time together. You made his breakfast and lunch the night before and made his dinner when you were about to go to bed for him to heat up.

Since you barely had any physical interactions, you were becoming irritable. Well that’s what your friend told you while you were both in the library studying for your upcoming exam. You were studying to become a (d/j) *dream job. You had a strong quirk but didn’t want the publicity, so you were studying for a more “normal” job. The media didn’t know much about your relationship, only your family and friends did as well as Shinsou’s colleagues.

You hung your towel up and then put on your (f/c) fluffy pyjama pants and a large shirt that was a piece of Shinsou’s best selling merch. You flopped onto your shared bed, the sheets, blankets and pillows were all different shades of purple. You put yourself under the blankets and slowly drifted to sleep.

3rd pov:

Shinsou opened the door, turning on the light in the hallway. With a groan he took of his boots and left them neatly facing the front door. He walked straight to your shared bedroom, only to see you splayed across the bed. You looked so cute and peaceful while you slept. He chuckled to himself and started to strip himself. 

Timeskip: 

His lavender hair was damp, a towel wrapped around his waist and his toned chest showing. He dropped the towel and trudged towards your sleeping figure. He gently moved the blankets that were covering you, licking his lips as he looked at you. He thought you looked so gorgeous in his merch. You felt the bed dip as he caged your sleeping body. His eyes met your peaceful sleeping face, his heart fluttering at the sight. He began to press light kisses down your body until he got to your pelvic bone. With a shaky breath he tugged down your pyjama pants, to reveal your glistening heat. He sucked in a breath at the beautiful sight of your dripping sex. With lust blown eyes he checked to see if you were still sleeping, you were. 

He pushed your thighs apart with his large hands. He then plunged between your legs. Lapping at your heat like he was dehydrated and the only thing that could hydrate him, was you. He sucked on your clit while his hands caressed your bare thighs. His eyes fluttered the way you moaned sleepily, still stuck in your dream. His tongue prodded your wet hole, his eyes kept flicking to yours to see if you were awake. His mouth then moved to suck on your clit, while he pumped a thick finger in and out of you.

With a loud moan your sleepy eyes fluttered open to see the sight before you. Shinsou looking up at you through wet hair and licking at your cunt.

“Hey kitty” Shinsou smirked as he came up to peck a kiss on your cheek.

“Did you have a good dream baby?”

[moumouton4]

Whoever brings me answer will have a warm and soft cookie 🍪

[teethflavoured]

erasermic,,,TWO ✌️

[crowborn666-writes]

Touch

Hitoshi Shinsou x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Hurt, Romantic

Summary: Hitoshi learns why you’ve been so distant, why you tense up at a simple touch or raise of his voice, and he’s determined to help you through it.

CW/TW: mentions of emotional abuse in readers childhood, mentions of reader with anxiety, Mineta,

(I needed comfort from my comfort character, and maybe someone else will be comforted too. ❤️)

Listened to a 1 hour loop of Fallen Down, but slowed and with rain while writing this.

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“Hey (Y/n)?”

“Yeah ‘Toshi?”

He would admit he was a bit nervous to ask this question.

“Am I doing something wrong? I’ve just noticed lately that you seem… tense when I reach out or touch you.”

“O-Oh…” for a moment, Hitoshi could’ve sworn you looked scared, such a thought made his brows furrow, “No, you haven’t done anything wrong. I just…”

He could see your hesitation, like you were conflicted on whether to unbury a memory or not. Quietly, he shifted to the side on his bed, gently patting the spot beside him. “Wanna sit and talk about it? I won’t judge.”

“Promise?”

“Of course I do, hun. C’mon.”

You stepped forward, sinking down into the mattress beside him with a quiet sigh. Hitoshi sat patiently beside you, letting you have the time to collect your thoughts and form them into the correct words.

“I didn’t… get a whole lot of attention as a child, so I’m… just not used to being touched.” You spoke quietly, head faced towards your lap, your fingers interweaved with each other as your nails lightly picked at your skin. “So it’s not you doing something wrong, I’m just… not used to it.”

Hitoshi nodded quietly, taking in the new information. “You said not used to touch?”

You nodded, glanced up at him to find him mulling over his next words.

“Then, will you let me help you get used to touch? Even if it’s just me for a while?” He asked, opening his arms as a silent offer to you.

You gave him a small smile, leaning in towards him to wrap your arms around his torso, enjoying the warmth he gave off as he carefully but securely wrapped his arms around you.

As the next days went by, Hitoshi was wondering how he hadn’t figured it out sooner.

He had felt it in the way your hand momentarily tensed when he grasped it, how you gave a very minute flinch at a sudden loud noise or touch. At first, he wondered if it was just you getting used to being in a relationship, but thinking back, his logic now outweighed that thought.

The way you hesitated in reaching out, how you withdrew when someone raised their voice, whether at you or not, how you held back in sharing your interests.

You telling him about the emotional game of chess you were forced to play as a child made sense now. So he switched up his game plan.

Instead of coming up to you in the hallway and wordlessly grabbing your hand like always, he instead held out his hand, letting you make the choice of taking his hand.

He saw improvement almost immediately, how you smiled a bit more at this seemingly simple motion, you hand smoothly and confidently slotting into his with your thumb rubbing across one of his knuckles.

His smile grew a bit more, and he began the usual routine of walking you to your first class.

He’d walk you through the hallways between classes, and even walk you back to the dorms, all while letting you initiate the hand holding first.

He began thinking of ways to better accommodate your sensitivity to touch, and even your anxiety around others, which he’d also noticed.

At lunch, Hitoshi had you sit between him and the end seat of the table, which you both used as a spot to place your bags. Usually, you’d sit between him and one of his friends, or you sit on the end with him. Hitoshi noticed how you’d get nervous during those times however, glancing around more, as if afraid others were watching you.

He switched up another thing at lunch too. Instead of trying to talk to you over the din of the lunch hall, figuring out how it would startle or overwhelm you at times, he opted to begin with tapping your arm or shoulder. It was a gentle tap, one that had your head tilt or turn in his direction, and his gaze would land on your cheek or forehead, not pressuring you into eye contact, another thing he’d noticed you seemed to not like. Once he had your attention, he’d lean in to your ear to speak.

His efforts were showing promise, you began to reach out for his hand first, you would lean into him more, and you sometimes would even initiate hugs first.

And then it happened.

One Friday afternoon, as the last class was rounding up to an end, Hitoshi was busy talking to Izuku about a project. He had seen you walking out of the classroom with a wave towards him with Tsuyu, he figured you would either wait for him or walk back to the dorms with Tsuyu.

When he stepped out of the classroom, he caught sight of Kirishima and Bakugo currently using Mineta as their new basketball.

“What happened here?” He asked, walking out of the classroom with Izuku right behind him.

“Mineta was up to his usual antics again.”

“And where’s (Y/n)?” He could feel his heart pick up a little, not liking your sudden absence.

“Oh, they’re right—wait where did they go?”

Tsuyu whipped her head around, a worried ribbit leaving her throat. “They were right here!”

“The commotion must’ve scared them off.” Hitoshi groaned, sending a quick text to you as he began to pick up the pace down the hall. “I’ll go look, you guys are free to help if you want!”

Izuku and Tsuyu both gave words of affirmation, taking off down a different hall than Hitoshi.

He stuttered to a halt at the sound of your text tone, reading over your text.

Y: I’m down by the bathrooms on the first floor, near the entrance.

He was quick to rush off to that destination, calling out to you once the bathrooms were in view. You poked your head out from around the corner, your eyes a bit puffy from your panicked tears.

Hitoshi resisted the urge to reached out and wipe away your tears, afraid it might startle you or breach your personal bubble.

Instead, he held out his hands, open for you to grasp or for you to slip through to step closer.

“Are you alright? That grape freak didn’t do anything horrible did he?”

Had this been any other time, you would’ve laughed at how ready Hitoshi sounded to string Mineta up like a piñata. But right now, you merely shook your head, tugging him closer by his hands and guiding them up to your face.

“No, I’m okay. He was just saying some gross things as usual before Kirishima and Bakugo stepped in. They mean well, but I don’t think they accounted for how loud they can get.”

Hitoshi let out a relieved sigh, gently brushing away your tears. “Good. You wanna head back to the dorms? Relax a bit?”

“That sounds wonderful.” You murmured, taking his hand in yours, letting him guide you along as he texted Izuku and Tsuyu that he’d found you.

You made it back to the dorms, Hitoshi let you run off to change out of your uniform, and headed back to his room to change out of his. It wasn’t long until you had naturally wandered back to him, Hitoshi happily letting you inside his room.

He frowned as you reached up to rub your eye, not liking the red that still lingered around them.

“Can I hold you?” He asked softly, hands stretching out towards you. At your smile and nod, Hitoshi wrapped himself around you, quietly taking in your scent and warmth, just as you did with him.

It wasn’t long before you were tugging him towards the bed, your legs and feet tired from a long day of hero training. Hitoshi obliged with ease, happy to lay down with you curled up against him in his bed.

“‘Toshi?”

“Mm?”

“Are you okay?” You asked, thumb brushing back and forth over his shoulder. “You feel tense.”

“Yeah, I’m alright. Guess I’m still a bit jumbled up finding out you ran off after the whole Mineta ordeal.” He mumbled, offering a smile to you, “I’m just glad you’re okay.”

You smiled softly, leaning forward to brush your lips to his. Hitoshi reciprocated instantly, following your pace with ease. He pulled back far too soon for your liking however, so you gave a gentle tug to the loose, long sleeved shirt he wore.

“More please?”

Hitoshi chuckled, shifting to hover over you slightly, taking delight in how your pupils grew and your teeth nibbled your lower lip in anticipation.

“And how could I say no to such a sweet request?”

[favficbirthdays]

Happy Birthday

Hitoshi Shinso (1st July)

My Hero Academia

[habken]

shinsou <3

[peterokii]

happy trans day of visibility!!

[nekoo3001]

Aizawa picking up Shinso from the party

Close ups

[collisiondiscourse]

fashionista kings

// one of my many pieces for cat's cradle

[mymhameme]

Found some more sketches for my undercover Shinsou!au.

My boy is not having a good time.

[frickingnerd]

comparing hand sizes with shinsou

pairing: hitoshi shinsou x gn!reader

a/n: just a little drabble for shinsou <3

"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. 

[msbyzsz]

thinking about bnha being dads makes me so soft and happy.

shoto being so soft for his baby girl, i could just imagine him taking her to your guys angency and just protecting her from everyone there. she would be a daddy’s girl no doubt, just sitting on her dads lap watching him work. every once in a while he’s leaning down to give her a sweet kiss on her forehead while she sleeps. he’ll always cherish moments like these, the ones he’ll know will only happen when she’s young. but maybe you’ll have another one sooner or later. “thank you so much for having her my love, you two are my whole world.

shinsou as a dad would be so cute, i can just see him also taking his kid to work and her just cuddling into her dad. sitting in his lap, just taking a nap. holding onto her dads shirt for dear life but cuddling into him like he’s the softest thing she’s ever felt. him whispering “sweet dreams kitten,” then giving her a sweet kiss on her forehead letting her sleep from the exhausting day she’s had. “thank you for loving me kitten, im so glad that im the one that lets me call you mine and our daughter.”

i feel like bakugou would have tough love. he would try to be so sweet and soft be he also wants the best for his daughter so he’s tough on her. in private he will always be so soft with her, cherishing every moment he has with her. he would hold her in his arms knowing that he’s not gonna get many moments like this, especially being a hero in all and her growing up. he will always love her though trying to make sure he’s always there and she has his attention. giving her a sweet kiss on the head putting her down to sleep. “i love you honey, i love both of you. your my everything.”

[teethflavoured]

Erasermic family pets sketch concepts :P

[angelshimaa]

━━ 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐂𝐔𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑 ;; 𝐕𝐀𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 (pt.3) ♡

⤷ feat. kaminari and shinso

✧ cw :: gn!reader, fluff, smau, them reacting to a low result on a love calculator, food mention in denki’s, shinso calls you ‘baby’, denki calls you all the synonyms of 'beautiful', 'babe' & 'baby', maybe sliiightly ooc!shinso?

✧ a/n :: third one let's goooo !!

pt 1 | pt 2

KAMINARI DENKI ♡

SHINSO HITOSHI ♡

✧ — thank you for reading !! rbs and feedback are greatly appreciated <3

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[fever-dreamer97]

Kaminari, trying to disfuse a bomb: Okay, on the count of three, you and I cut the gray wire!

Shinso, on the other side of the room: Wait, wait, wait, what gray wire?! I have red, green, and yellow!

Kaminari: Oh that’s weird, I have gray, medium gray, and dark gray!

Shinso:…BABE, YOU’RE FU**ING COLORBLIND.

Kaminari: Oh, yeah!

Shinso: So, you’re saying cut the green?

Kaminari: Yeah, see the one in my right hand?

Shinso: That’s your left.

Kaminari:…Oh, I’m dyslexic too.

Shinso: Oh my god.

[ranpoesgirl]

“Penny for your thoughts?” No need.

he was never good at comforting.

you knew this, so you made it a goal to never cry before him, never flinch before him, never be scared before him, never show any emotion that he’d struggle with…

all your effort to only crash when you catch yourself about to breakdown, you push it back into a lump in your throat, drawing circles mindlessly on your hand to calm yourself, biting your lips in hopes to not whimper…

that moment, he didn’t know what came over him, he was taken back by what he did himself— he pulled you in as if he was hiding you from the world, wrapping his hands around you and gently scratching his nails against your scalp and back to help you feel better, pressing hard kisses on you to make sure you are only aware of him and only him.

RANPO, akutagawa, chuuya, shoto, shinso, monoma, KARMA, gakushuu, teraseka, reki, megumi, GOJO, sukuna(I’m delusional), alhaitham, wanderer, xiao, kurapika