#shinso x y/n

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━━ 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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[slayfics]

Unknown Pleasures Ch.1

You’ve had a crush on Katsuki Bakugo since joining UA, but will another student change your mind?

Warnings: Minor angst

1.2k words

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The hum of the engine filled the car as the song stopped and Denki continued driving down the road. The last few weekends had consisted of Denki riling up whoever he could to come out on an adventure in his new car.

You sat in the middle back seat between Hanta and Katsuki, leaning your head against the headrest you let out a heavy sigh. A wave of relief washed over you finally being able to take your mind off responsibilities for a moment.

These random weekend adventures always lifted a weight off your shoulders and allowed you to enjoy your youth.

In the front seat, Hitoshi shifted uncomfortably. Hitoshi was a new addition to your usual cast of shenanigans. Denki had quickly befriended him much to the dismay of Katsuki who detested anyone new.

"What's Kirishima doing tonight?" Hanta asked curiously. Denki fiddled with his phone at a red light attempting to change the song.

"Oh, he is busy with Ashido~," Denki said in a sing-song voice.

"Tch- that's why you picked up this mind freak?" Katsuki huffed, making his disdain for a new face heard.

"Hey play nice blasty!" Denki called back to him.

Katsuki grunted and you giggled pinching his cheek, "Come on don't be rude," You teased.

"Cut it out!" Katsuki yelled smacking your hand away.

The light turned green, and Denki shoved his phone into Hitoshi's hand. "Why don't you be DJ man?" Denki suggested as he focused back on driving.

"You want me to choose a song?" Hitoshi clarified.

"Yeah, go ahead! I want to hear what you usually listen to!" Denki said encouragingly.

Hitoshi fiddled with Denki's phone until selecting the song Atmosphere by Joy Division.

"Oh! I love this song!" You exclaimed and began to sing.

Hitoshi's eyes wandered to the rearview mirror where he caught the reflection of you singing. The calm smile that painted your face as you sang the words perfectly caused his stomach to flutter.

However, the euphoria your playfulness gave him came crashing down when he noticed how your eyes wandered to Katsuki. Your eyes danced as they admired his face as if you were waiting for Katsuki to acknowledge you.

But what if you knew he looked at you the way you longed for Katsuki too?

His stomach only soured the more he observed the interaction. Katsuki's gaze stayed out the window completely indifferent to the softness of your expressions and the longingness in your eyes.

As if your soft features and carefree personality weren't enough to do him in, your voice was intoxicating as well. Hitoshi was sure he could spend a whole day listening to you sing his favorite songs.

Denki's voice infiltrated Hitoshi's daydream shattering his lovely image of you singing just for him.

"Alright, we're here!" Denki announced.

"About fucking time- had enough of being in this stupid car," Katsuki exclaimed and threw open the door exiting eagerly.

Hitoshi's eyes followed your figure as you quickly jumped out after Katsuki. The way the moonlight hit your skin as soon as you stepped out and your features bounced as you happily sprang in excitement forced him to suck in air to ground himself.

"You ready man?" Denki asked, noticing Hitoshi's slowness.

"Yeah," Hitoshi answered, forcing himself to blink away his desires and exit the car.

You five began to walk up a hiking trail. Denki had claimed the view had to be amazing at night, and hiking was one of the only things he could get Katsuki to agree to come to.

Hitoshi was new to the group and hung back observing the four of your interactions. It didn't take long for him to notice your gaze never left Katsuki. He was always in your line of vision and most of all he was the main person you responded to in the conversation. The other two boys might as well not have been there at all in your eyes.

Eventually, the conversation pushed you out as the three boys got into a heated discussion regarding something pointless.

Hitoshi quickened his pace, taking this opportunity to speak more with you.

"Hey," He called out to get your attention.

"Hey general studies~," You teased.

Hitoshi would have corrected you that he was enrolling in the hero course now, but your teasing caught him off guard and it took all his concentration not to be flustered by your comment.

"How are you enjoying the hike so far?" You asked.

"It's fine-," He shrugged his shoulders." So- what usually happens on these night outs?" he asked.

"Hmm- well usually we try to get in as much trouble as we can before Bakugo yells at us to go back," You giggled.

Hitoshi's nose scrunched up at the sound of how you sang out Katsuki's name. Your crush on him was all too evident.

But why?

What did you see in that belligerent blond?

“Are you excited to be in the hero course now?” you asked, snapping Hitoshi out of his thoughts.

“Yes of course. It’s all I’ve ever wanted… I’m especially excited to get to know everyone more.” He stated.

“Oh, that’s funny~ last I remember you said you weren’t here to make friends.” You teased.

Hitoshi flushed slightly at your comment, “Yes, I did say that- however, I find myself particularly excited to get to know you more. Speaking of that- would you like to go out to eat sometime?” He asked.

His words took the breath out of your lungs and froze your footsteps. Hitoshi stopped and turned to face you, taking in your shocked expression. You had never been asked out so straightforward before- nor did you expect it from your new classmate. And then there was your feelings for-…

Hitoshi spoke, bringing you out of your spiraling thoughts.

“It’s Bakugo, isn’t it?” He asked simply.

His words sent you into even more peril. In the brief time Hitoshi has spent with you he had picked up your crush on Katsuki. Was it that obvious?

“Is he your boyfriend?” Hitoshi asked further.

You stuttered like an idiot not knowing how to form a sentence after being so taken off guard. “He- well no he’s not but- I uh- I don’t-,” you tried to get out anything that would make sense. Thankfully, Hitoshi hated seeing you in such discomfort.

“It’s all right. You don’t have to explain, I think I understand. However… if you’re ever tired of waiting for him to appreciate you like he should- I can assure you I’d do a better job.” He spoke.

Your eyes searched his, completely overwhelmed by his boldness. His expression was genuine, calm, and serious. Hitoshi had every intention of laying out his affinity for you honestly and politely. It was unlike anything you had experienced before- and left you speechless.

“The hell are you two doing back there?” Katsuki spewed looking back at you both. In the fleeting moment you two had stopped to speak, the three boys had made some considerable distance.

Hitoshi let out a disgruntled sigh, the angry chihuahua's temper poked at his nerves. It was past cruel that such a vulgar man would have your affection. However, as Hitoshi averted his gaze from you to Katsuki he saw for the first time a quick shimmer of possessiveness in the blond's eyes.

Did Katsuki have some feelings for you after all? Or was it just his ego that appreciated your attention? Whatever the case, the tension that held between the two students was not going to be the last.

Tags: @unofficialmuilover @maddietries @fiannee

[sweet-honey-tears]

⦿ Home/Lock Screen ⦿

What the BHNA boys lock/Home Screen look like?

Characters: Kiribaku, ShinKami, Dabi x GN!Reader

Hi everyone, back again! This concept wasnt requested but I got asked about a certain character combination -so yeah! I hope you like it( I won’t say who you are but I hope you enjoy it!😊) each character has a different Lock Screen/Home screen! I hope you enjoy! And as always, request are always welcomed! Bye~🤍

Kirishima + Bakugou

» Lock Screen «

Bakugou’s Lock Screen is back from UA. It's a picture of you sitting at your desk. You're tipping over in your chair. One of your hands in the air and the other trying to grab onto the desk. You have a leg leaving the chair like you're kicking a soccer ball. The other leg is trying to touch the ground again. You have this look of pure panic on your face. And in the corner, you can see the quick moment(a blurry flash) of Bakugou running over to help you. He looks almost angry like he’s about to yell ‘dumbass!’. Denki took the picture, trying to catch a photo of Kirishima with his concentration face on. But instead, it’s a picture of Kirishima, mi-yell, and a large arm reaching over his desk to try and stop you from tipping over. His eyes are wide.Katsuki smiles every time he sees it, it’s just so stupid and funny. It reminds him of both of you.

» Home Screen «

Bakugou’s Home Screen is a more recent photo. It’s of you and Kirishima. You have Bakugou's old skull shirt on, the faded material hanging off you. You lay against Kirishima's side, your head resting on his shoulder. Kiri’s arm is slung around you, his head slightly tilted back. You’re both fast asleep. And Bakugou is pretty sure he can see drool on Kirishima's chin. There’s a half eaten bowl of popcorn sandwiches between you two. And an All Might blanket covering you and Kirishima's lap. Balugou keeps it as his home screen because it’s more personal to him. Something he feels is sentimental- something he doesn’t want his fans to see by accident.

» Lock Screen «

Kirishima's Lock Screen is a picture of you and Bakougu cooking. You’re both standing side by side at the stove wearing aprons as you work. Yet Bakugou’s hand is in your back pocket, his thumb hanging out in case he needs his other hand. The photo only shows the back of your heads as the both of you do something so… domestic. But at that moment, you both kept shoving each other, talking about the latest villain. Trying to compete with each other on who could cut the most carrots.

» Home Screen «

Kirishima's Home Screen and pictures of you, himself, and Bakugou at a waterpark. Your body is sandwiched between theirs. Kirishima has one large arm wrapped around your waist and Bakugou has one wrapped around your shoulders. His fingers grazed Kirishima's broad shoulders. You have your hands resting on their lower backs. Both you and Kirishima are smiling, and Bakugou is grinning. His dimples showing up.

🔥 Dabi 🔥

» Lock Screen «

Toya’s Lock Screen is of you eating an Oreo. It was right after a rather shitty mission and you're just sitting at the bar, eating Oreos. You still have soot on your face, and small scratches, but here you are- at the bar eating cookies. You have it cracked in half, so one side is a cookie and the filling and the other is just a cookie. Your front teeth are sunk into the cream, and there are clear drag marks from you scooping the filling out with your teeth like a shovel. The best part of the photo is you’re flipping off the camera. You look angry and Dabi finds the scene fucking hilarious and adorable. Like a toddler, just eating cookies angrily. You're giving Dabi the worst side-eye he’s ever seen.

“You want some milk too”

“Shut up”

» Home Screen «

If you’re wondering, his Home Screen is a very old photo of his siblings he found in the paper. It’s personal. Hidden. You understand.

⚡️Denki + Shinso 💤

» Lock Screen «

Denki’s Lock Screen is little Eri dressed up as a pikachu. Yes, he has pretty much claimed her as his little sister.

» Home Screen «

Denki’s Home Screen is of You, Shinso, and himself at the last concert you went to. You’re on Shinso’s shoulders, an arm in the air yelling along with the lyrics. You have one of Denki’s chokers on and eyeliner that he drew on you. Your ripped band t-shirt is pulled upwards at your movement.

Shinso has a black band shirt on with his long-sleeve white and dark purple striped shirt underneath. It hugs his arms tight, leading to the loose second layer. His ringed fingers rest on your legs, ensuring you stay upright and safe. He has, his snake bites in ( he usually takes out due to work) and his black stud and off screen your hand is cupping his face right behind his ear. He’s smiling at the camera, while you're completely oblivious.

Denki’s holding his phone to catch the two of you and a section of himself. His lighting bolt and chain piercings are on full display to the camera. He’s smiling brightly, a little tipsy but extremely happy.

» Lock Screen «

Shinso Home Screen and Lock Screen is one picture split up. His Lock Screen is of you and Eri. Eri sitting crisscrossed in front of you as you do her hair. Twisting the blue-gray strands into a space bun. A brush, bobby pins, and red hair clips lay next to you. The both of you are laughing and looking off into the distance. Where in the cover of the screen, two hands are reaching out. The fingernails were painted vibrant pink. There are plastic rings on them, some from Eri’s old toy chest. One is a huge fake diamond and the other is a cheaply painted plastic cat face.

» Home Screen «

Shinso’s Home Screen is the rest of the photo. Denki is laying on his stomach, his sweet smile peeking out from over his shoulders. He’s wearing one of Eri's cat headbands, causing his golden hair to spike in all different directions. He has a temporary tattoo on his cheek, a yellow lightning bolt that Eri picked out for him. Shinso had one too. A black back on the top of his hand. One of the best parts about it is that it’s a Live Photo. When Shinso presses down on the Lock Screen, your shoulders move as you laugh and Eris' confused face breaks out a larder smile. Her hands clasped as her eyes close in laughter. The hands on the corner of the screen move as if showing off the rings on them.

When Shinso presses down on the Denki portion of the picture, Denki's mouth moves. The audio is of Denki speaking in a very sassy female voice. ‘How ya doing?’

[doumadono]

EMERGENCY REQUEST

Hiii~ how are you?? Can I request some fluff comfort with a bit of angst, where reader are felling like she's the problem, but her therapist had told her many times that anything that is happening it's not her fault, but she's doesn't believe it..? Can be with Katsuki, Shinso or Sero, im just needing something like this, im passing for some shitty problems rn and want to take my mind off that... thank you for your time 💕

Katsuki, Shinso & Sero with s/o feeling anxious

A/N: first and foremost, please accept my apologies for the delay in meeting your request. I've been under the weather lately, making it challenging to concentrate on writing. Wishing you a speedy recovery, and please, be gentle with yourself.

EMERGENCY REQS MASTERLIST

Katsuki Bakugo

He becomes increasingly concerned as he observes your struggle.

Katsuki notices the tension in your shoulders, the way you hesitate to speak. "Oi, what's with the brooding? Spit it out already."

When you start blaming yourself, Katsuki grabs your shoulders, forcing eye contact. He doesn't beat around the bush. Katsuki confronts you head-on, telling you to cut the self-blame nonsense. "Stop acting like you're the problem. If anything, it's those idiots around you."

Katsuki starts showing his concern through small acts of kindness. One day, after a particularly tough day, you find a plate of your favorite dessert on your table. Katsuki grumbles, "I made too much. Take it, dumbass."

Hitoshi Shinso

Shinsou observes your struggles during daily tasks, remaining silent but attentive. He's perceptive, picking up on the underlying issues you're hesitant to voice.

One time, he sits beside you, saying nothing. After a while, Shinso murmurs, "Sometimes, silence speaks louder than words. Open up when you're ready."

Shinsou shares a bit about his own experiences, admitting that he, too, used to feel very bad about himself and his inner struggles, but he learnt to deal with it.

Your skepticism doesn't faze him. He smirks and says, "If you're the problem, then we're all screwed. But I don't think that's the case."

He introduces you to mindfulness and meditation techniques. "Close your eyes. Focus on your breath. In this moment, you're not the problem. You're just you."

As trust builds, late-night talks become a regular occurrence. Shinso is an excellent listener, and these conversations become a safe space for you to express your thoughts.

Hanta Sero

Sero notices the signs of your internal struggle and decides to address it with a light-hearted approach. "Hey, you've been acting weirder than usual. spill the beans, what's up?"

He listens attentively as you share your doubts, interjecting with occasional jokes to lighten the mood. "Come on, you're not the problem. The problem is you thinking you're the problem."

In casual conversations, he slips in affirmations. "You're doing great," or "I believe in you," become his mantras, gradually sinking into your consciousness.

Slowly, you begin to embrace the positivity Sero brings into your life. His easygoing nature and unwavering support become crucial in helping you believe in yourself.

Sero introduces creative outlets to distract the reader from negative thoughts. "Ever tried making origami? It's impossible to be sad while folding paper cranes."

[imagination-mess]

Reality Show: Pro Heroes Wives (Shinso Hitoshi Edition)

Reality Show Masterlist (All Editions)

There is a reality show where pro-heroes' wives are on television and paid to be there. It is filled with juicy gossip and pure drama. There are few wives in this second season who were kept out of the spotlight, which adds mystery and creates theories about who they were married to.

The same winners who were in the group that couldn’t be identified are back this season as a surprise challenge. Unlike last season, it wasn’t revealed at the very beginning of this reason which Pro Heroes wives would be featured.

There are only a few left without being matched, which were mostly underground heroes who people don’t typically pay attention to. Half of the cast already knew each other because their spouses had interacted on more than one occasion and were disqualified from participating in the weekend challenge of the show for those spouses. The others who did not know their spouses had to identify them, but the others couldn’t spill anything that would clue who their spouse was.

You, however, were making headlines and trending throughout social media for your wicked punch, knocking out Pro Hero [Blank] with a sharp uppercut punch after receiving a punch from them.

It was unexpected for the fans of the show to see another side of you since you always kept close to your friends and did the bare minimum to stay within the competition. You were barely involved in other people’s business. You are mostly found in the background, watching the drama unfold in front of your eyes.

The Pro Hero [Blank] had punched you in the face because you were ripping her apart from your words alone, causing her to have an emotional reaction. You were brutal with your words. It was also oblivious that you were purposely riling her up with the way you were openly mocking her. With a wicked grin, you intimidated her when the hero was trying to rip you apart while dodging her next attacks.

She was talking shit about your husband and claiming he shouldn’t even have licenses to be a pro-hero. She claims to have known him since middle school, and he will always remain a freak. Despite his being in the top 20, which was completely unintentional on his part,

Her friends that she made during her time on the show eventually join in attacking you verbally to only get their own medicine, taking them apart by their insecurities and such. It was clear her friends were ganging up on you while your friends were gone. 

You were ripping them apart and letting it all out because you have seen over and over how these people have to make side comments and belittle the other spouses in the house, including your friends. It was just her comment on Shinsou that threw you over the edge.

Who would have known the way to trigger you was by badmouthing your husband?

You ripped the Pro Hero [Blank] a new one and got punched as a result, but it was oblivious that you wanted it to happen. You purposely provoked her even more and unintentionally knocked them out on live television because they were trying to play dirty by attacking from behind. It was out of reflex because of the years of training you have. Your body just reacted.

People do what they do best: search on the web to find out who you are. You aren’t as popular as the Pro Hero to only find out you are worth way more than the hero. You also have a history of being the bully toward other bullies throughout middle and high school. You were an absolute menace in your younger years. Your former classmates coming to the internet to tell stories about you include those who were with you in martial arts and boxing clubs.

There were thirst traps and edits created by fans circling the internet. The fans of the show couldn’t tell if it was a loyal friend's or spouse's reaction based on the stories circling the media.

At home, the hero couldn’t help the smile that climbed up his lips. You didn’t even know, but that specific hero is someone he would never forget since they spread rumors about him in his earlier years of being in school. Those rumors stuck with him up until middle school.

Karma is a bitch.

[shinhoebakuhoekitten]

Shinso as a roommate w spice 👀

I can talk about this guy for hours. 🥵

Also send me an ask with a person from MHA and I will say how they are as a roommate. Please advise if you want some spice

I know that some people are sick of the cat and Shinso comparison but I think it is the perfect comparison for him when it comes to being a roommate.

You do not see him often when you first become roommates (and honestly unless you heard him leave his room to go to the bathroom or kitchen you were sure that he just wasn’t there) and it wasn’t uncommon to just say hi in passing once a week or so.

Something changed though once you had been roommates for around 6 months and he was more comfortable around you.

You started seeing him more and more but he did it pretty subtly. It started with him joining you for whatever tv show you were watching- and it rally did not matter what. He watched your (in his words) “pointless reality trash” or “tame horror films” and though he wouldn’t admit he liked them he also watched your “over dramatic teenage shows”.

It got to the point that it was common for you to knock on his bedroom door with a “take out will be here in thirty, I ordered your favorite ramen. Hurry up so we can finish the series tonight.”

What you weren’t expecting was for him to open his door clad in only a towel that was tied lowely on his lean hips as he ran another towel through his shoulder length hair.

“You’re home a bit earlier then usual” he stated, his voice low in a way that you knew he had just been smoking a joint. Just as you thought that you were hit with the smell, making your nose scrunch slightly.

You weren’t against weed but your job did randomly drug test throughout the year so you had not partaken since your first year of college.

“Oh shit, sorry I forgot to spray something before opening the door. I wasn’t quite expecting you home so early.”

“Oh, no worries. I get it.” You felt your heart race as your cheeks flushed with heat. You had seen Shinso shirtless. It actually wasn’t uncommon to see him that way when you two were watching TV or when he was cooking throughout the week.

He said it was because he ran hot, but you swear he continued to do it only after he saw you no so subtly check him out the first time you had seen him shirtless.

“Extra spicy?” He questioned as he back into his room, spraying an air freshener to help combat the smell. It never quite worked but it was nice that he tried.

“What?” You questioned, completely caught off guard as he turned around to look at you, his signature soft smirk pulling at the corner of his pink lips before he bit his bottom lip to try and make it go away. You couldn’t help but notice the blood rush to his bottom lip, making it a bit redder.

“My ramen, did you by chance get it extra spicy?”

“Oh yeah, yes I did. No worries, I know how you like it.”

You could feel the air continue to thicken as your tried to stare anywhere but him but you couldn’t quite take your eyes off of him.

While you had been attracted to Shinso the second you saw him (you mean, you weren’t blind) it had really been the past few months that your crush had gone from a small school yard crush to a full fledged stomach lurching infatuation.

You had honestly couldn’t remember the amount of times that you had spaced out thinking about the indigo haired man and you had definitely lost count of the nights that had ended with your hand down your panties getting off to the thought to him.

“Um, I’m going to get the show ready and listen for the takeout person. I’ll see you when you are ready.” You said quickly, embarrassment an understatement at this point as you got out of his room as quick as possible and walked to the couch.

It wasn’t long before you heard the trill of your doorbell, signaling the delivery guy. As you got up from the couch to get the food you saw Shinso emerge from the small hallway.

“I got it.” He said as he walked passed you quickly, your living room wasn’t very big.

“Oh I haven’t paid the guy yet, let me get it.” You insisted as you stood at the edge of the couch.

“I got it this time, you can get it next week.” Shinso reasoned as he opened the door while also digging into his black sweats for his wallet. He pulled out enough yen to cover the meal with a generous tip before grabbing the bag of takeout and muttering a thanks as he shut the door.

“You know, you said the same thing last week about me paying this week.” You said softly after Shinso had untied the bag and handed you your cup of ramen.

“Did I?” He muttered “must have slipped my mind. No worries, I’ll make sure you don’t get out of it again.” He said with a wink as he handed you your chopsticks.

You couldn’t help the warmth that spread across your chest and neck at the wink, butterflies erupting in your stomach as you thanked him while taking the lid off your food before placing it on the coffee table in front of you as you grabbed the remote to put on the last few episodes of the show that you two had been watching.

Dinner was quite as you tried to pay attention to the show you were watching but try as you might, you couldn’t get your brain to shut off. You made a mental note of needing to watch these episodes alone sometime soon because before this you had been wrapped into the story.

It wasn’t until the finale, the fourth episode you both had watched tonight, that you were able to pay attention. You were completely lost at this point, confused why the main character was in an abandoned farm but you tried to catch up as you watched.

A particularly frightening scene involving a chainsaw man that was wearing body parts of his most recent victims made you a bit jumpy and of course Shinso noticed right away.

“Come here” he whispered as he opened his arms while also putting his feet on the coffee table. It wasn’t completely uncommon for you two to cuddle but it was usually reserved for nights that one you have had a awful day and it never happened after so much sexual tension had been prevalent just hours earlier.

But you also knew not to look a gift horse in the mouth and you were basically crawling to his side without a second thought as you made yourself comfortable by placing your face onto to the chest of his white plain t shirt as he wrapped a long arm around you.

“No scary chainsaw man can get you know” he whispered into your hair. You could hear the grin in his voice as you slapped a hand onto his chest before moving to get up.

“Oh where do you think you’re going? I finally get you in my arms and you think you can leave?” As Shinso said this his arm tightened around you as the other one grabbed onto himself, effectively cocooning you into his side. You couldn’t help the laugh that erupted from your lips as you looked up to his face.

What you weren’t expecting was for his face to be so close to yours. Frozen from shock you continued to stare at him as he stared down at you.

Shinso couldn’t help but look from your eyes to your lips and quickly back to your eyes.

“Tell me to stop and I will.” He whispered as his head began to lean down towards you, his lips quickly capturing yours.

You could feel as he undid his embrace on you while also placing both of his hands on either side of your cheeks.

It didn’t take long before he was deepening the kiss and placing one hand on your hip as his skilled fingers drew random small shapes on your hip.

You broke the kiss, needing to breath. As you stared at him for a second you noticed that your hands had had a mind of their own and we’re both at the edge of his skull, pulling gently on his purple locks.

“Woah” you exhaled.

“Good woah, or ‘oh shit what the fuck did we just do’ kind of Woah” Shinso questioned with a quirk of his eyebrows. You noticed that when Shinso got nervous he talked a lot more the he normally would.

“More like ‘why the hell have we not done that sooner’ kind of Woah” you corrected with a smile.

“I’ve been wanting to kiss you since you became my roommate, but I also didn’t want to fuck anything up.” Shinso confessed.

Your eyes widened in surprise. Sure there had been some sexual tension, but he had thought you were attractive since you had two met? Why the hell did it take so long then?

“Maybe we shouldn’t waste anymore time then” you said, trying to sound very nonchalant but you could hear the tremor in your voice.

Shinso didn’t need to hear anything else as he grabbed you by your hips and placed you onto his lap.

Where the hell did he get so strong? You wondered as you widened your stance to allow both of your legs be flush with his hips as you straddled him.

Shinso placed a hand behind your head as he guided you back to him while whispering “if you want to stop at any point, tell me and I will. I don’t want to do anything that you don’t want to.”

You couldn’t help but feel your heart melt at the words. There was just something about your roommate that made him very different then most guys your age.

“Same goes for you” you whispered back before kissing him.

It wasn’t long of him kissing you that he began testing the waters by allowing his fingers to inch up a few inches up your shirt as he felt the skin beneath. You gave him permission to do whatever he wanted by tugging harshly onto his hair and moaning.

He quickly made work of taking off your oversized shirt, a twing of a smirk gracing his lips as he realizes it’s one of his black shirts that you must have stole at some point. He made a mental note to tease you a bit later, but for now he had way more important things to do.

As the shirt fell to the floor he couldn’t help but grown at the sight in front of him. He hadn’t realized due to the bagginess of the shirt but you were wearing a bra and damn if you didn’t have the pretties tits he had ever seen.

“No bra” he quipped as he cupped them in his large pale hands, loving the way your soft supple skin felt in them as your back arched a bit at the sensation of him kneading them softly, testing the waters to see what kind of pressure you wanted.

“Almost never when I’m in a baggie top.” You admitted with a flush.

“I’ll have to remember that for the future” he said with a shit eating grin before he latched onto your left nipple, rolling a very expert tongue around it.

You let out a louder moan then you meant to but this only seemed to spur Shinso on as he suckled harder.

“Shin, fuck, Shin, can we take this to one of our bedrooms? Not that fucking on the couch doesn’t sound fun, I just think I would rather be in a bed.”

“So demanding” he teased as his lips popped off of your bud, but in that same breath he grabbed you and hoisted both of you up off of the couch, his hands digging into the fat of your thighs. “My room? I just washed my sheets today.”

“We’re you hoping something was going to happen, Hitoshi?” You teased as you kissed his nose.

“Only every fucking day, also please continue to call me that. It sounds so fucking sexy coming from you and I can’t wait to hear you moan my name.”

“Well, just know I don’t just moan to inflate a persons ego, I have to mean it.” You quipped back.

“Don’t worry, you will.” Shinso said with a wink as he slapped your ass, making you giggle before attaching his lips to your neck and walking you to his bedroom.

Also, don’t worry. You moaned his name all night long.

[shinsoup]

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

- 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!!!

[koishiro]

hi hi! would you do a moodboard of hitoshi shinsou?

Dating Hitoshi Shinso pt.2 <3

=͟͟͞͞ ⌧ : ahhh i want this so bad 😭

[moon-is-a-cryptid]

Matching tattoos with the boys

This has been rotting in my brain for like a week so here

NONE OF THE ART HERE IS MINE TYVM

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Izuku midoriya

i believe this man would like the simple Q and K tattoos, something small and sweet that wouldnt give his mother a heart attack. after you said no to matching Allmight tattoos at least. idk the idea makes me fuzzy inside

Katsuki Bakugou

i am 100000% convinced he would get matching grenade gauntlet tattoos with you, i use this idea in one of my series and i love it sm. he would get it like on his arm or something and you would get yours in the sameplace, adding flowers or some shit is just makes me happy

Shoto Todoroki

i like to think he would want a small minmulist tattoo like a lock and key or the ones that form a heart when you hold hands, Although he'd love to piss off endevor with a big tattoo, he wants his mom to not freak about it

Ejiro Kirishima

LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME HE WOULDNT GET A A DUMB TIKTOK TATTOO. this man would be all over the goofy tiktok tattoos, that or a beuaty and the beast tattoo.

Denki Kaminari

he'd like a bolt tattoo, simple and matching, has a call to his quirk and his hair <3 also small bc he doesnt like needles

Hitoshi Shinsou

cat tattoo cat tattoo cat tattoo.

no doubt just cat, you said youd be okay with a cat tattoo and he jumped on it

Dabi (Touya Todoroki)

edgy flame hearts, only agreed because you said he wouldnt have to buy you a ring this way

Hanta Sero

would also get a tiktok tattoo but not as goofy as Kirishima, i like to HC that Sero is an Edgy man so probably something cute but edgy

Tag list 🏷️: @pink-lemonadae-san

Masterlist📝

[dancingbabya-notes]

Quirk malfunctions

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As anyone else might say sometimes your quirk doesn’t always work the way you intend it unless you train it rigorously, even then sometimes your quirk can mess up or even activate subconsciously.

Characters: Bakugo Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Shoji Mezo, Aizawa Shouta, Yagi Toshinori

A/N: I'm finally writing something after fighting with my computer for several months and posting it. I will not be disappearing into the oblivion I will be writing whether my brain likes it or not.

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Bakugo

As a new hero you needed to be ready to jump into action at a single call. But as you check your phone again you grumble. “I’m taking a nap someone will call if they need me.”

Though the idea of sleeping on concrete wasn’t entirely appealing you were glad for the pseudo cape on your uniform. Closing your eyes happily under the warmth of the sun, even if it was killing you slowly.

While you slept someone who was actually working happened to land on the roof of the building you were sleeping on, which was just the roof of your apartment. Upon seeing your uniform and you just dozing away Dynamight frowned.

“The hell? Is this the new hero that joined, lazy fucker,” he grumbles to himself before turning to you, unbeknownst to him though your quirk was already active.

As soon as he walked closer the watery tendril wrapped about his hands preventing him from using his quirk, then over his mouth to keep him from waking you up. That would have all good and well if some of the water didn’t brush against your skin sending a chill up your spine and waking you up.

Rubbing your eyes and seeing the glaring red ones you quickly pulled the water away. “Oh my gosh I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”

Picking up your phone you frown at the message. Dynamight was about to chastise you for falling a sleep on the job when you turned off your visor and walked to the door.

“My apologies senpai it seems I’ve been given a mandatory holiday, have a good rest of your day,” You give a slight bow before walking through the door back into the apartment building. “How fucking fun, let me just almost suffocate my big brother’s best friend. Way to go Y/N!”

Kaminari

Your big brother had been born quirk-less and seemed to acquire a quirk seemingly over night before entering high school, while you had both your parents quirks. Fire breath and attraction of small objects. This was probably the most important thing about you that anyone learned, because that would explain why sometimes you simply looked like a dragon no matter the season because you seemed to be breathing smoke.

“What are you doing?” someone asks in what had been a silent workshop.

“I was trying to fix this,” you frown as the item you had been working on fell onto the open table, with a lot of training you were able to hold things in mid air and hold multiple things at once. “Did you need something?”

Kaminari was someone you only recognized because he was in your brother’s class back in high school. “I uh was just checking if my disk shooters were fixed.”

“Uh well that's not my task so I dunno, you’ll probably need to talk to Ogiwara.” You could see his eyes going wide and you look up to see the hammer that had been on your tool belt floating above you. “Damn quirk.”

Jumping up a bit you pull it back down and frown.

“Sorry I guess I’m not as aware of it as I hoped I was, didn’t mean to scare you.”

Shoji

Because of your quirk needing eye contact you did any and everything to get a job where you didn’t need to make eye contact. Office jobs were a bust because your boss would demand it, restaurants were a bust because anyone could make eye contact with you and you wouldn’t know who the last person to look into your eyes was, ultimately you ended up with one of the worst jobs ever according to you brother, at home desk work.

Standing up from your floor desk your back was killing you, and from the warmth of the sunshine from your office window it was warm. “Maybe I could go for a walk? I’m ahead on work.”

Mumbling this you give your puppy a smile as you stand up.

“Hey baby, are you ready for your morning walk?” You ask just as you get dressed in proper outside clothes, the number of times your neighbors have accidentally seen you in your skivvies was far more than you wanted to admit.

The shiba you’d affectionately named Sho –after your big brother, who wasn’t dead he simply pretended not to like dogs– rubs up against your our reached hands giving soft barks in confirmation.

“Let me check how hot it is, we wouldn’t want you to get ouchies,” you giggle.

Waiting inside your apartment Sho watches as you walk to the sun heated ground touching it with the back of your hand. It wasn’t hot and you could walk around if you wanted to.

“Alright, come here baby!” You beam.

Sho already holding his leash rushes up to you closing the door, you smile clipping on the leash before going to lock your door. Just as you do you happen to hear your neighbor leaving his apartment too, you met him when you were in high school a student your brother taught, but now he was just your next door neighbor.

Sho pulls you along excitedly nearly causing you to crash into said person. “Sho heal.”

Just barely you catch yourself before you slam into the solid person next to you, giving a weak smile with your eyes closed you turn your head up a bit. “Sorry about almost running you over.”

“It’s fine y/n.”

Looking back to your dog you sigh. “Hope I’ll see you around.”

“Like wise.”

Though you did chance a little look, sometimes you could just barely look at someone and avoid activating your quirk.

That wasn’t the case because while Sho and you sat at a bench to get some shade you feel asleep. Finding yourself looking through someone else’s mind.

“Fuck.” You mumble trying to figure out if there was a way that you could wake up.

Waiting waiting for Sho to start scratching at you to wake up thought he probably wouldn’t do that, you’d probably have to wash your face when you got home cause he’ll lick you awake. Seeing through Shoji’s mind was different. You knew he was a hero, you just didn’t know he patrolled so close to your apartments.

Returning to your own body you blink a bit.

“This isn’t a very safe place to be sleeping,” he chuckles. “But it seems you have a good companion who’s worried about you.”

Looking down you reach to hug Sho. “I’m sorry baby, let’s go home. Thanks for waking me up.”

He nods giving a slight wave.

Shinso

Understanding any creature that had competent thoughts had its moments. It was basically a cheat skill to you, understanding your fur babies without having to spend thirty minutes arguing with them like your siblings. Milk and Tea sat on your stomach and chest respectively, both being adorable and restrictive to your breathing. “I’d like some space please, can you both sit on my legs instead?” You mumble. You receive two no’s. The thing was your quirk also worked on humans you simply never used it on them. “I gotta go buy food come on!” You urge. They both look at you like they thought you were lying. “It’s good for you.” Both cats jump off you and prance away like the spoiled brats they were. Giving you a moment to both use the restroom and grab your things to go run to the store and buy all that food. “Kitten?” You were so focused on tying your shoe properly that you failed to notice your boyfriend come inside. Shinso stood behind you while you tried to tie his shoes onto your feet, which didn’t work because you both had different shoe sizes. Thinking you heard something you were about to shoo away the cats because you knew it’d be a thirty minute chase if one of those pampered brats got outside. Only to hear. ‘Damn I doubt they’d notice if I poked them.’ More alert but unbalanced you try to move away from your brat of a boyfriend only to tip forward into the door. His eyes lock with yours as he shouts. “Wait!” “What?” Luckily you didn’t hit the door but not you were practically a rag doll into his hold. You hated when this happened. Once righted and able to stand you push him back. “Fuck you, Toshi, I was trying to tie my…” you look down finally realizing whose shoes you were wearing. “Why’d you move my shoes?” “I was tired, it was just on the same shelf.” He shrugs. “You good, Kitten?” “Mm, I’m fine. Also no poking,” you switch the shoes getting ready again. “You read my mind?” “I thought it was the cats.” “You always think it’s the cats.” You frown. “Fine the next time that the Sgt Fluff ball gets out again you’ll be the one to chase him.” “I- You wave with a smile. “I’m off to buy some cat food and dinner. You better tell me what you wanna eat.” You didn’t miss the threatening thoughts from just outside your door swinging it open forcefully. “Oops my bad.”

Aizawa

You were very excited to be working with other heroes your own age for once, not that weren’t thankful for your mentors you just felt like you were learning the same thing over and over from the older pro heroes. At sixteen you dropped out of school and found a hero to intern under, with the concentrated crime rate in your city instead of simply learning how to learn how to be a hero you were basically already a hero the only useful thing you learned was how to cause the least amount of property damage so you could have enough money to support yourself and your little brother. Now you were going to Japan to learn more about being a hero, your agency pretty much forced everyone to visit other countries in a sort of exchange program. But standing in front of other twenty somethings you felt like you’re mind was gonna a short circuit.

“H-hello name hero eh, I mean my hero name is Whiplash. It’s a pleasure to meet all of you, Gracious has nothing but nice things to say about Japan heroes,” You keep your head down embarrassed from the messy introduction.

You could just feel someone staring down your neck before you stood back up, then again you wore a full mask for your protection. “Your form said you already have six years experience on the field…”

Giving a little nod you look at the ground again. “Um while it’d be awesome if stars and stripes could be anywhere there is a problem there are some cities that ave atrocious crime rates.” Not wanting to talk about it again you smile. “I’m curious what hero schools are like though, I heard y’all get direct teaching from some of the best heroes.”

“They’re the same as hero schools in America right?” one young man frowns keeping his face covered with the scarf.

“Eh, I’ve visited the one in my state and that’s only true if you’re lucky enough to get a school with a ton of funding. The schools aren’t government funded they’re funded at a city or state level if anything and any school is lucky enough to get enough funding to keep up with the new regulations every year,” you shrug thinking a little bit about that small experience, you felt a bit angry just thinking about the state of the schools and how people had been treated.

“Whip.”

Blinking a bit you felt the blood drain from your face. “I’m so sorry.”

“It happens sometimes.”

You hadn’t realized you activated your quirk resulting in a small garden growing in the lobby.

“Well the lobby did look a little gray, I’m Eraser Head.” The young man holds his hand to you and you shake it.

“I can pick up the plants but I’ll use my next pay to fix the ground.” you mumble.

He shrugs. “I doubt they’ll know how to fix it.”

Yagi

“It was a bad idea marrying a hero Yagi.” “Shut up.” “He’s what how many years older than you?” “Five? Is that so terrible?” Your so called best friend was scolding you again. For getting married, it wasn’t even because of who you married they just used that to try and make their point seem more valid. You just wanted to work on your throwing, not listen to them complain since they themselves wanted so be married but never found the right person. “Come on he’s got to lack something.” Splashing them with the water you were using to help you work the clay you frown. “Either you change the topic or you know where the exit is Cole.” “Seriously? You’re gonna pick him over me? I thought you were a good friend.” As you pull the piece and their tone starts to irk you you felt your blood burning. They pulled every little transgression that they thought was so terrible when they were all instances you couldn’t help. Feeling then clay slip you stop the wheel and glare. “Shut up and leave!” It came out harsher than you intended. “I hear this enough from my mother now from you?” As you turn away all you could do was shout. This broke then glass divider, your voice wasn’t quite as powerful as your little brother’s bit you always hit that frequency to break shit. Just then your husband walks into the studio. “Oh dear.” “I’ll just see myself out,” Cole states quickly grabbing her things and brushing past Toshinori. You stare at the broken glass in disbelief. “Fuck, fuck.” Curses pour from your mouth as you hit yourself, though your hands weren’t clean so you got slip and clay ill over your face and hair as tears fell. Before you can do any real damage large arms wrap around you. “My dear be careful, we wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.” “I messed up again,” you sniffle hiring your face into his shirt, why did he always wear white shirts? “Never fear I am here,” he whispers earring a slight chuckle through your sniffing. Hugging him back you frown mumbling into his chest. “What was that my love?” Pulling back a bit so could speak clearly you look up at him with a pout. “I think this time I need to install metal shelving.” “I believe that is the best course of action.” He rubs circles into your back as you bury your face into his chest again. “Guess what?” “What?” “My baby brother got into Yuuei.” “That’s wonderful my love should we send him a gift of congratulations?” You shake your head. “My mom will just throw it away. I’ll give him some spending money and take him the dinner the next time I’m in Musutafu.” Yagi Toshinori or more well know to the public as All might could be a kind man and gentle to his spouse. Not that any one knew he was married.

[angelshimaa]

@flying-lamb :: I would like to request shinso with prompt 8 from the under the mistletoe prompt list. congrats on your milestone! <3 thank you so much <3

a/n :: hi darling !! thank you so much for entering (and i loved the details you sent in omg !) and i hope this makes you smile :) gn!reader, a little awkward at the beginning, fluff

event.

you've never regretted where you've stood so deeply before.

then again, it wasn't really your fault. kaminari and ashido had gone overboard with the mistletoe placings— their way of bringing romance into the holiday spirit— and it was inevitable that someone would find themselves under some with another person.

it just had to be you and him, didn't it?

you and shinso are looking at each other, nervousness rising in your chest at your sudden predicament. it's not that you don't want to kiss him— heavens know how badly you've been wanting it— but not like this.

not when the eyes of your friends burn into the two of you like lasers (thanks to kaminari pointing the two of you out), making this feel more nerve-wracking than it needed to be.

“do you want to?” shinso’s voice is lowered, ensuring that only you can hear him. he’s known you long enough to understand the nerves you have based on how you look at him. “you can say no.”

you utter your consent so nobody else can hear, your posture as rigid as a deer caught in headlights. shinso doesn't like the abruptness of this, the nerves bubbling in his stomach or the intensity of everyone watching, but he can't deny he's wanted to kiss you for so long.

the two of you don't even manage that— your noses bump into each other and the embarrassment shoots through you at the speed of light. it's hard to even look at him properly, settling to lower your eyes to the ground, imagining it opening up to swallow you whole.

shinso tells kaminari there's nothing to be seen here, indirectly informing your audience too. thankfully, it comes off casual, not sounding as awkward as your almost kiss felt to you.

when everyone focuses on whatever they had their eyes on before, you recover as best as you can, trying to force your embarrassment to the back of your mind. you're thankful shinso doesn't make a big deal out of it, and you find that you manage to recover quick enough to enjoy the rest of the party.

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“you make some good coffee,” shinso holds onto his cup, his fingers curling around it so as to absorb as much heat as possible. it's really not needed; your home is the perfect toasty protection from the crisp cold you endured on the walk here from the party. “can’t believe you'd hide that from me.”

you take a sip of your own beverage and grin against your cup. “maybe you should come by more often then, you addict.” nobody drank coffee quite like shinso. you've watched him inhale it like oxygen he's been deprived of— it disappears like he’s performing a magic trick.

“don’t tempt me, i just might.” his lazy grin spreads across his face and oh does it look so good on him. you think it's rather unfair how well he pulls off his eyebags and messy hair— he's not even trying.

“i’m counting on it.”

the silence swells and you trail back to the awkwardness that took place a few hours ago; you want to kick yourself for not tilting your head the other way. had you done exactly that, you'd be a kissed person now— kissed by the guy you've been crushing on for a while.

“listen, y/n—” he clears his throat, setting his coffee down onto the table. “i feel like i should apologise for... earlier. i didn't mean to make it all awkward.”

you laugh lightly, setting your own cup to direct all your attention onto him. you lock eyes with him, realising that actually, you'd give him your attention anytime he asked.

“no need to apologise, hitoshi. if anything, i wasn't really... present much. i was a little frozen in place— so many eyes can do that to a person.”

a beat passes and all you do is look at each other while shinso thinks of what to say next.

“so, it wasn't that you didn't want me to kiss you?” he's found his next sentence and it tumbles out of him with ease. his eyes look alluring, inviting even, and you can never get over the feeling they settle into you. you haven't called it by it’s name aloud, but you don't need to.

“hmm,” you pretend to think about it, tapping your finger against your chin. “i don't think so, no.” you hope this is going in the direction you think it is, that he's picking up whatever hint you think you're dropping.

“so, would i be right in guessing that you’d like to try again?” it's a carefully chosen suggestion, uttered with a lower, slightly hesitant voice. shinso feels as though he might be pressing, but surely if he was and if you minded, you'd let him know.

“maybe if you ask nicely.” the way your slow grin spreads across your lips after your words has his eyes widening slightly, erasing any worries he had previously. you want him to want you. you want him to ask for you.

“making me work for it, hm?” shinso returns your grin with that lazy one that sends you loopy whenever you find yourself thinking about it. taking your bait and running with it, he leans in closer to you. “alright.”

you've never seen a lovelier colour than the purple of his irises. “could i try to kiss you again, beautiful?” those eyes, framed by his eyebags, could melt anything they land on, and you were currently their main focus. he's hooked on the way everything else seems to slow around him, hooked on that gentle smile of yours.

“i don't see why not.”

it's all shinso needs before he comes in even closer, breathing in slightly before pressing his lips against yours. you instantly melt into the feel of him, trying to focus on the rhythm and not his hand coming up to rest on your lower thigh, finding a home against it.

you note the faint taste of coffee and the softness of his lips while your hand brushes up his neck to cup his face, not knowing how every inch of skin you touch feels warmer when you leave it behind.

your hearts are left thumping hard when you pull away, lungs taking in air throughout your shallow breathing. you look even more magical to him than you ever have, a feat he didn't think was even possible.

“that was much, much better.” he lets out a breathy chuckle and it only provides the butterflies fluttering in your stomach with more energy.

you smile, nodding a little. “way better. maybe third time's the charm—”

shinso’s kissing you again, and it's everything you both hoped it would be. it's private and so perfect that way, like a little joy you both keep for yourselves. his mouth on yours feels so right, and you don't think either of you will be leaving this couch anytime soon.

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

[slayfics]

is it possible for you to make any sort of shinsou related fics? I think it would be really cute to see him take the reader on a date or maybe a valentines special eventually?

Valentine’s Day with Hitoshi.

1,700 words~

"Isn't it so cute!" Mina exclaimed hugging a teddy bear to her chest. You both were walking back to the dorms after the conclusion of classes.

"Yeah, it's a pretty fluffy guy," you said smiling back at her. Mina was overjoyed to show off the teddy bear Eijiro had gifted her earlier in the day as a Valentine's gift.

"Do you have any plans for today?" she asked, releasing the teddy bear from his suffocating hug.

"Yeah, I do...," You answered already prepared for the several questions that were bound to come next.

"WHAT!?! WITH WHO?! DOING WHAT!?! WHEN?! TELL ME EVERYTHING!" Mina demanded.

You laughed at her predictable behavior, "I'm supposed to meet Shinso in about an hour," You answered.

"HU?! Shinso?! Wait- the purple-haired boy from general studies?! NO WAY! He asked you out?! You can't just leave me hanging without any details! When did you two even talk?!" Mian asked surprised.

The truth was you were surprised too. Hitoshi was in the general studies course, so you hadn't really crossed paths with him during your time at U.A., despite that you found a letter stuffed into your locker a few days before Valentine's Day.

You unraveled the letter from your pocket and handed it to Mina who took the liberty of reading it out loud.

I apologize for doing this informally. However, I am unsure if we will cross paths in time for me to ask you directly. I've been interested in getting to know you better for some time now and was hoping you'd be interested in meeting me after class this Wednesday. If you are, meet me at the stairs of the main entrance of the school at 7 pm. -Shinso

Mina cried out loud after finishing the letter, "This is so romantic! The dork could have left his phone number though."

"Yeah, I thought that too- it would have been nice to confirm with him but- that's all right. I'll get ready and, meet him over there," You answered.

"You have to text me right away after! He seems so mysterious- such an interesting quirk. I wonder what he's like. OMG! What if he brainwashes you, good thing you told me! If I don't hear from you by 9 pm I'm calling Aizawa.," Mina spoke, causing you to laugh.

"You're always so dramatic," You laughed as you both entered the dorms.

"You can never be too careful!" She spoke before giving you a wink. "Good luck! I'm off to meet up with Kirishima!"

You gave her a wave and made your way to your room.

Once you finished getting ready you made your way back to the school. You were shocked to see Hitoshi was actually waiting on the school steps, hands in his sweater pockets and backpack at his feet. His eyes lit up as soon as he spotted you.

"Hey," You greeted him nervously unsure of what to expect. You had never talked to him one-on-one before.

"Hi!" He greeted you back, unable to keep the smile that erupted on his face. It excited him to see you had come- and that you weren't afraid to talk to him in spite of his quirk. "I uh- apologize for asking you out in such an informal way- I would have liked to ask you in person but, I hadn't run into you at all the last few days," He explained.

Truth be told you don't ever remember running into him. Were you crossing paths with him before without noticing? He certainly seemed to be noticing you.

"Informal? What do you mean? A letter is as formal as it gets," You laughed, hoping to lighten the awkwardness and break the ice. "I didn't mind it at all, in fact, it was pretty thoughtful."

"I'm glad you think so, and I'm glad you came... you didn't have any other plans?" he asked, hoping he wasn't prying too much too soon.

"Mm no-," you said glancing to the side, slightly embarrassed that no one else had taken any interest in making plans with you this Valentine's Day.

Hitoshi tried to hide the smile that threatened to break through on his lips at hearing you weren't seeing anybody. "Well, I uh- got you something," he said leaning down to pick up his backpack and search inside. He pulled out a purple plushie cat with a pink bow tied around its neck. "Hope it's not too dumb," he said holding it out to you.

A squeak escaped you at seeing the adorable stuffed cat, "This is so cute!" you exclaimed, grabbing it eagerly and squeezing it.

"I'm glad you think so," He spoke, blush tinting his face at your excitement.

"I got you something too," you said reaching into your bag.

"Hu? You didn't have to-," he replied, a stunned look on his face.

"Of course I did, it's Valentine's Day and you were sweet enough to want to spend time with me so- here," you said handing him the chocolate bar you had picked out at the store.

"That's really nice of you," he spoke a full blush on his face now as he grabbed the bar from your hand. Hitoshi cleared his throat trying to get his composure back, "I uh- wasn't sure what you'd be interested in, so I had a few ideas but- are you ok with walking to the cafe to get something to drink?" He asked.

"That sounds fine to me," You smiled hugging the stuffed cat in your arms and you both started the walk to the cafe.

"I've uh- been admiring you for some time now," Hitoshi disclosed, as you both walked down the street.

Your face flushed, you'd never met a boy to be so honest and straightforward before. "Really?" You manage to squeak out.

"Mhm-" He nodded. "You work so hard in your courses- I know you'll be an admirable hero one day."

"Oh, thank you- I'm not really sure how to take that compliment," You laughed nervously. "You're in the general studies course, right? What is that like?"

"It's fine I suppose- but I'm working hard training with Aizawa to transfer into the hero course," He answered.

"You're training with Aizawa!?" You asked shocked.

"Yeah- he's your teacher, right?" he asked, as you both approached the cafe, and he held the door open for you.

"Yup!" You nodded happily, entering the cafe. "If he is training you, I have no doubts you'll be transferring to the hero course in no time!"

Hitoshi smiled and glanced at the floor flustered by your praise. "Thank you for that- it's nice to have the approval of someone like you," He spoke causing you to fluster slightly.

Hitoshi ordered your drinks and you both started the walk back to the dorms.

"What do you mean someone like me?" You asked curiously, still taken aback by his comment.

"Hm? Well- I suppose I put a great deal of importance on the hero course so... hearing that a strong hero student like you thinks I have what it takes to make it... It's nice. I'm not used to that. Most people are scared to talk to me because of my quirk or say it's a perfect quirk for a villain," He explained.

"Oh- well don't pay too much attention to those people. Your quirk is amazing and could definitely make for a powerful pro hero. So- just stay focused on your training and maybe I'll see you in my class before I know it," you said encouragingly.

Hitoshi smiled, "I would like that... to be in the hero course but also, to see you more often."

"Oh-," You exclaimed feeling your face get hot again. "I've never met someone so blunt as you- it's refreshing," You spoke hoping your cheeks weren't too obvious.

You both approached the dorms and came to a slower pace. "I don't have any problems expressing my true feelings- if I wasn't training so much with Aizawa I would have liked to ask you out sooner. These are your dorms correct?" He asked.

"Yeah..." You said a little downcast that you were back and already going to part ways.

"If it's ok with you- I would like to take you to eat after classes on Friday," he said. Hitoshi felt his stomach flutter at the way your eyes lit up at his invention. He had admired you from afar for so long that it was overwhelming to see how much you appreciated his attention.

"Yeah! That sounds good," you said excitedly, the stuffed cat bouncing in your arms due to your excited rocking on your heels. "Oh! Why don't you let me give you my number-" You offered holding your hand out.

Hitoshi fished for his phone in his pocket and handed it over. He couldn't help but grin at the careful way you kept the stuffed cat in your arms as you typed out your number.

"Here you go!" You said handing it back to him. "I uh- thank you this was really nice."

Hitoshi nodded in agreement.

"I guess I'll see you Friday then," You spoke feeling hesitant to walk away. You wanted to spend more time with him and get to know him more. You stared at the floor waiting for him to give his farewell and walk away.

"Mhm- I'll see you then. You can let me know wherever you want to go...," he said, and you both silently waited for the other to make the first move to leave.

Hitoshi let out a small chuckle, "I guess neither of us want to go do we?" He observed.

You blushed slightly and looked at the stuffed cat giving it another squeeze, "This was nice- I uh feel calm being around you." You spoke, giving a Hitoshi another flutter in his stomach. He was used to hearing he put everyone on edge because of his quirk. It was intoxicating to hear you felt the opposite.

"Friday will come soon," He spoke and stepped closer to you closing some of the distance. You stared at him with doe eyes, as he moved closer placing a kiss on your cheek. "See you then," he smiled and left making his way back to the general studies dorms.

Tags: @unofficialmuilover @maddietries @fiannee @derangedmango

[sweet-honey-tears]

🌸If You Give Them Your Hand BNHA🌸

Characters: Sero, Bakugou, Denki, Hawk, Shoto, Shinso, Izuku {GenderNeutral Reader}

What happens when you give the Boys of BNHA your hand? Some are you just straight up give them your hand, others are scenario. As always feel free to leave a request and thank you all so much for the support! ❤️🥺

Warning: Swearing and there are some suggestive parts.

◾️🟨Sero 🟨◾️

Sero was working in the kitchen, putting dishes away while making something for lunch for the both of you. Music swayed in the air as you approached. Your hand, and arm, outstretched waiting for his reaction. Sero seemed a tad bit startled by your sudden presence and then at your action. Like you just walked into the kitchen with your arm in front of you… what is happening? He looked at you, puzzled for a moment before smiling. The confusion in his eyes was gone.

He grabbed your hand, kissed your knuckles first, then wrist, then made his way up your arm. He kissed your cheek, nose, then lips. His eyes met yours, the red blush evident on your face as you stared at him.

“Entertained Amor?”

💥Katsuki Bakugou💥

Bakugou is sitting on the couch with your dog watching TV. Some old American movie about a superhero is playing, and Bakugou seems both hypnotized and confused. “Rip off ALL MIGHT” he mutters. You walk over to him, standing at his side as you place your arm/hand out, waiting.

“What are you doing Dumbass?”

You don’t answer, just smirk at him. He glanced back at the movie, pausing it and turning his full attention onto you. Wtf are you doing? He carefully grabs your hand, wondering if you have some stupid trick shocker in it. But nothing- nothing except your reaction. You smile, and it clicks. It's that stupid TikTok thing.

He gives you this sweet smile and brings your hand to his lips. He turns your palm to face him, before licking your entire hands and wrist. His snarky smile comes through as you see his sharp  canines.

“Kat that's so gross!” You try to yank your hand away but he won’t let you.

“Aw come on Teddy Bear, we've done a lot grosser.”

“Kat-”

“Like last night we-”

“KAT STOP!”

��️Denki⚡️

Denki had just stepped back into the house, sweaty from the gym and hazy. His eyes land on you, your arm and hand outstretched and he just stares. He’s both tired and a bit out of it so it takes him a good couple of seconds to realize what the hell is happening. Then he does He grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles. He then, of course, does his little flirty wink and smile, gazing up at you through his bands and eyelashes.

“I thought you wanted me to pull your finger for a moment” he laughs, your hand still in his as he weaves them together, standing up straight.

You can't help that laugh that leaves your chest at the confession. He chuckles too, more so at your bubbly laugh.

🪶Keigo (HAWKS)🪶

Hawks had just left the bathroom from showering when he saw you. Standing there with your arm outstretched towards him. Your hair is mused and you're dressed for bed. Usually, he’d take that as an invitation but today, he just needed to be close to you. Something happened today, something that’s weighing heavy on his heart and mind. And he just needs you. Needs you close. Keigo gives you a soft smile before moving towards you, hand holding yours as his other cups your back. One of his feathers departs and goes towards the record player in the corner, flicking the record over and putting it on. The two of you just dance, both slowly stepping to the beat of the music as the sun fully sets. At some point, his wings cave around the both of you, protecting you from everything outside.

“I love you chickadee”

🌿 Izuku Midoriya🌿

Izuku takes it as a hint to pull you to him since you were sitting down. Laying down actually, you both had just woken up but

Another lovely morning in bed was ruined by Izuku’s alarm. Hero work. You grumbled and groaned as you felt Izuku try to unweave himself from you. Trying his best to not wake you, but it didn’t matter. You had become somewhat used to his work schedule at this point, being able to wake up even without his alarm going off. But that doesn't mean you were happy about it.

“ZooZoo come back.”

You groaned as you peeked open your eyes to see your boyfriend shut the bathroom door; trying to stop the bathroom light from hitting you. Time passed by and you found yourself more awake, now in the kitchen making coffee for the two of you, sitting on the counter as you waited. You could hear Izuku moving around, putting on his hero uniform. You hummed as you saw his familiar head of hair enter. You reached your arms out to him, wanting a hug because I mean- you didn’t get to have your peaceful morning with him. But, he thought you need him to pull you down. Why? Because he usually has to pull you out of bed. And his un-caffeinated, tired mind processed you as still being in bed. (Man had a hard week, cut him some slack.) But unlike those times, when he’d tug you out from the covers, you weren’t prepared for the jank off the counter. So you go pretty much flying from the counter and crumble to the ground since you had no balance. Izuku reacted fast, thanks to constantly training his reflexes, and catches you, his arms going under yours

“Well, that didn't go as planned.”

“Heh yeah sorry.”

“What happens?”

“I think my mind processed you as still being in bed.”

“Izu…baby… I think you need a day off. Just some rest. It’s been months.” Your hands cupped his face.

“Yeah, maybe your right…alright let’s go back to bed. I’ll grab us some coffee and call the commission.”

He then pushes your body up, pretty much throwing you in the air slightly till he's holding your thigh, your hands rest on his shoulders.

🧊Shoto Todoroki🔥

It was right after he did a meet and greet, you had been hanging out on the side watching. Ensuring that everything worked and went smoothly. Thankfully this one had been only two hours, not eight. Yet it came right after a rather intense interview with the press. You watched with grated TEETH as they poked and prodded Shoto for information about his family. Fucking bastards.

And the minute it ended, when both the interview and meet and greet were done, you could see the toil it took on Shoto. How his shoulders slouched a bit and his back caved. He was emotionally tired and done with socializing for the day. You walked up to him, arm outstretched ready to give him a side hug, your other arm holding fan mail and whatever esle. Yet out of the corner of his eye, he only saw a hand. His back became straighter and his shoulders rolled back. He turned to you, and you watched as Shoto enter into ‘Hero Greet’ mode. He grabbed your hand. His grip was firm and gentle as he shook it. He gave you that award-winning smile, the one you see every fan post about when they meet him. He’s about to open his mouth, about to greet you with his robotic lines until he realizes it's you. His grip doesn't loosen and instead, he pulls you into his chest. His other arm wraps around your waist as he kisses your forehead.

“Ready to head home?” You ask

“Hm”

🧠Hitoshi Shinso 🧠

You had been sitting on the couch, Shinso’s head rested in your lap as he watched the Tv. The evening had been uneventful, a nice change to the chaotic week that had perused earlier. To say the least, both of you were grateful for this slow night. Your fingers weaved in and out of his hair, and your other hand rested lax against his shoulder. To be honest, you were both zoned out to the film. Your fingers stopped momentarily brushing his hair which broke Shinso from his haze and drowsiness. His eyes shifted up towards you, he could see the sleepiness in your eyes and your struggle to stay awake. You always tried to stay awake with him, keep him company on the night his insomnia was really bad.

His hand reaches up, grabbing your free hand on his shoulder. He lightly pulled your hand to his face, brought your palms to his lips, and kissed it.

“Go to sleep kitty. It’s been a long day.”

[thetwomeansofrefuge-musicandcats]

Hitoshi Shinso Headcannons

Fluff:

He loves to make playlists for everything with you

He will call you babydoll or pretty boy

Be prepared for compliments all the time

He loves sleeping next to you

He will send you cat memes or photos to start a conversation

He'll take you on dates to the humane society and animal shelters

He's a quiet observer so he'll know your habits better than you do

Angst:

He struggles with anxiety and depression

If he's too deep in a spiral he'll be snappy with you

He won't think he deserves anything about you so he'll self-sabotage your relationship

Comfort:

He's highly observant so if you start acting weird he'll know just like that

He will apologise with desserts and chocolate

If you're sick or on your period he'll get you your favorite coffee or tea or other drink

He's not big on pda but if you touch him he'll reciprocate

No discrimination whatsoever. He loves all body types, he loves all sexualities, he loves all genders.

This man quite literally can't wrap his head around things like racism, homophobia, transphobia, fatphobia, etc.

Spicy:

Ass and thighs and stomach guy

Anywhere on your body that's a good cushy pillow is his favorite

Body worship hardcore

Sometimes he'll be vanilla other times you aren't walking for a good day or two

He will lick your cunt for half an hour and still be going

He makes you look at him through everything, it doesn't matter what it is, you are looking at him one way or another

Maybe bondage, he might be a bit wary at first because he doesn't want to hurt you ever

His kinks: daddy kink, mommy kink, praise kink, and choke kink

[faulty-writes]

Shinso Angst!! He feels like there is a connection with you but it's one sided and he is delulu, ending with a broken heart

Okay, sorry for the wait. This ended up being over 18 pages, so I decided to break it down into three separate parts. So, I'll post those between working and posting my other requests and such. But for now, I hope you enjoy the first chapter.

You were like an angel. An unwavering force of determination and kindness. With the wave of your hand and a bat of your eyelashes, you had others at your feet as a God or Goddess should. You also happened to be the source of his inspiration, fueling his desire to join the hero course. “To be part of their world, would make me...complete,” not only that, but to have you as his was his ultimate goal and he’d do anything to achieve it. An audible sigh escaped Shota as he hunched over in his seat, his hand pressed against his forehead.

Even through the long strands of hair that would normally obstruct his vision, his stare was directed at Hitoshi. He already knew by the stern expression of the boy’s face, and his stiff posture that there was no possible way to convince him otherwise.

However, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t try. He took a deep breath and leaned back. “Love isn’t a motivational factor to want to become a hero,” he said, his tone harsh but still holding a hint of concern for the young boy before him.

Hitoshi clenched his jaw, knowing better than to argue despite the strong urge to do exactly that. Instead, he closed his eyes and took a calming breath. “That may be,” he replied, “but...” Shota interrupted him with a groan, and once again placed his hand against his forehead.

‘Is he too far gone to be reasoned with?’ he wondered. Not that he necessarily blamed love for everyone’s problems. But kids were impressionable and impulsive. Sometimes they had to learn the hard way, as much as that broke his heart. And in cases of heroes falling in love, it was even worse. “Be careful,” he said, standing from his seat.

He slipped his hands into his pockets and carefully approached, glaring down at the boy before speaking again. “Love always ends in heartbreak for heroes.” Hitoshi tightened his fists and soft cracks filled the air, but this small act didn’t stop Shota from leaning down, becoming face-to-face with the boy.

“You think you can handle that?” He asked, that hint of concern still evident in his voice and he received the boy’s glare in response. “I said yes,” he replied before glancing away but Shota noticed those deep purple eyes wavered with hurt yet determination.

“Since I met Y/n I’ve felt a connection,” he admitted, his cheeks turning the faintest pink. “I know they feel the same,” he stated and Shota raised his eyebrow. ‘Delusional,’ he thought. Nevertheless, he didn’t believe that Hitoshi’s ‘feelings’ for you were harmful.

Even if they were, he would ensure that nothing happened to you. He leaned back and clasped his chin. The rough texture of his stubble tickled the palm of his hand but didn’t distract him. “Do you believe becoming a hero will make Y/n love you?” He asked, he wasn’t trying to be negative.

No, rather he was trying to break the news to Hitoshi that you didn’t feel the way he claimed you did for him. Given that you were his student, he would have noticed if you had feelings for anyone. But as far as he could observe, you didn’t hold any affection for anyone.

Hitoshi glared at him before hissing, “Are you willing to train me or not?” Shota narrowed his eyes, even if Hitoshi’s desire to get trained in hopes of transferring into the hero course was to capture your heart, he couldn’t deny the boy a chance to prove himself.

After all, Shota himself had transferred into the hero course during his second year at Yuuei. He’d be happy to repay the favor if he could. He just hoped that Hitoshi would see things for how they were, and even if he didn’t, Shota would steer him in the right direction.

“Fine,” he said, giving a defeated sigh. “I’ll train you if you’re serious about being a hero,” he stated, “if you aren’t might as well turn and walk away now.” His face turned grim, and a dark and intimidating aura surrounded him.

This was an example of why he was considered one of the scariest teachers at Yuuei and had one hell of a reputation. However, Hitoshi was unwavering and nodded in response. “I am,” he had come this far and knew that once you found out he was potential hero material, you’d be his.

After all, you were the first person to believe in him. Of course, that was years and years ago. A smile came to his face when he thought about it. The two of you didn’t even know anything about the world back then, or where your futures would lead you.

But he did know that he would follow you to the ends of the Earth and do whatever it took to capture your heart. And so, he began his training under Shota, it was a struggle figuring out how to properly use a capture scarf at first.

Not to mention all the extra training he had to do, like hand-to-hand combat and regular exercises to gain muscle mass. Rumors began to spread about his progress, and that he was preparing to possibly transfer into the hero course.

He suspected the rumors started because Izuku and his friends spotted him with Mr. Aizawa one day. Not that it mattered, he wasn’t doing this for them. He was doing it for you, and it didn’t take long before he was given the okay to join a training exercise between Class A and Class B.

Mr. Aizawa informed him that based on his performance during the training exercise, he’d either stay in the General Studies Department or transfer to the Hero Course Department as he desired. However, before anything happened, Hitoshi needed to take care of something.

He had been thinking about it since that day when the two of you were small and he couldn’t wait any longer. He was certain you’d return his feelings, the two of you had a connection after all and nothing could break it. The only question was how and where he would confess to you.

From having observed you for as long as he did, he knew you were constantly surrounded by your friends. Izuku, Shoto, and Katsuki to be exact. He was envious that they had gotten so close to you while he barely touched you.

From the beginning, it seemed that you were miles ahead of him, and no matter how hard he chased, you only got further away. But this time would be different, he was going to catch up to you. This was the only thought in his head as students piled into the hallway at the end of the day.

Several of them brushed against his shoulders or squeezed past him to get to their lockers. As much as he hated that, he was focused on making his way to the Class A room. While his original intention was to confess to you, things took a turn when he peered inside.

His heart skipped a beat when he saw you sitting on top of a desk with one leg casually folded over the other. You were leaning back slightly, with your hands pressed against the desktop. Your gaze was steady and sparkled with a sense of happiness that he wished to bring you.

However, as predicted you were surrounded by your friends. At least Shoto and Katsuki, and the sight of them interacting with you made him frown and dig his fingers into the wood of the doorframe. “Yeah, Aizawa sure was something today,” you commented, laughing lightly.

“Hm, was he really that bad?” Shoto asked, being as naïve as ever, and while you could only smile at his childlike nature, Katsuki had another approach. “What the hell do you mean by that damn icy-hot?!” He growled, his spikey hair standing on end. His anger seemed to subside seconds later, however.

“His training exercises were fine, only the extras had a problem with it. Including that damn Deku,” he stated, crossing his arms. “If people can’t handle simple training assignments, they’re not meant to be heroes. Might as well quit now,” Hitoshi’s eyes widened at those words, and shimmered with recognition.

As strange as it was, he agreed with Katsuki. Nothing happened without action, and so, he’d follow through with his plans. Push himself to get into the hero course so he can be with you always. He’d show others that he had what it took and prove that he was the only man you should have eyes for.

After all, it was you who said his quirk was fine. His steps echoed through the room as he approached, and he ignored the looks he received from the students who were still present. He couldn’t help but smile when your head turned, and your eyebrows knit.

“Oh…” you said hesitantly, “it’s uh, you.” Katsuki and Shoto glanced at you before looking at Hitoshi. “What the hell do you want?” the angry blond asked, glaring at the purple-headed boy. Meanwhile, Shoto glanced at you again and leaned closer.

“You…know him?” He asked, his voice soft although he could feel Hitoshi’s glance on him and more than likely knew he had heard him. Still, you looked at him and placed a hand on the side of your mouth. “Hardly,” you replied in a hushed voice, “we went to the same elementary school.”

Shoto tilted his head. “Same elementary school?” He repeated, and although you were annoyed by his clueless nature sometimes, you nodded. “Well?!” You looked at Katsuki who was now standing in front of Hitoshi, you could imagine the look of anger and the snarl on his face.

Hitoshi, however, seemed indifferent and you found it slightly strange that he began to smile. It was twisted, like a villain who had caught someone in the middle of their web and a shiver went down your spine when he looked in your direction.

“I just wanted to say…” he slumped his shoulders, sighing. Every fiber of his being was screaming to confess to you but with Katsuki and Shoto present, he decided to say something else. “I’ll be transferring into the hero department soon,” his words weren’t spoken with confidence, but rather with a monotone coating.

“Huh?” You replied, raising your eyebrows. Shoto remained confused, and Katsuki was snarling his teeth. “Tch, what are you talking about, dumbass?” He demanded, pointing his finger at Hitoshi. “You aren’t hero material, it’s as simple as that. Accept it!”

Although you felt bad and knew that as a hero you should defend all kinds of justice, including when others bullied someone, you had noticed the odd way Hitoshi looked at you and that almost predatorial glance in his eyes when he did so.

‘Was he like that before?’ Thinking back, you couldn’t recall yet you also couldn’t deny the uncomfortable feeling that consumed you whenever he was around. So, you remained quiet, even if you knew it was the wrong thing to do.

Hitoshi growled, feeling his heart swell with anger, his eyebrows slanted, and his eyes filled with a certain hatred as he glared at Katsuki. However, his gaze then shifted to you, and all at once, that anger vanished, and the darkness that filled his eyes all but faded away.

‘Right…’ he thought, ‘I’m doing this for Y/n…not this idiot,’ he gazed back at Katsuki. “Heh,” that smirk returned to his face, and he turned around. “Well,” he said, glancing over his shoulder. “Guess I’ll show you what I’m made of,” his tone was arrogant, and made you knit your eyebrows.

“Mr. Aizawa agreed to give me a shot during your next training exercise,” he paused, letting his words sink in. “I won’t hold back,” Katsuki ground his teeth together. “Doesn’t matter if you held back or not, I’ll still beat you, damn extra!” He shouted, his nose practically seeping with steam.

Hitoshi remained quiet and walked toward the door. You felt a lump form in your throat when he paused and looked over his shoulder again, only this time his gaze was directed at you. The sight of his twisted smirk sent another shiver down your spine, and you let out a breath when he finally left.

“Jeez,” you fisted your hand into your hair while Shoto looked at you. “Is something wrong?” He asked, but before you could answer Katsuki shouted, “Of course something is wrong!” He glared at the two of you. “How can you two just sit there and act like everything is fine!?” He demanded, stomping his foot against the floor.

You sighed, sliding off the desk before grabbing your backpack and throwing it over your shoulder. “Doesn’t matter…” you said, trying to get the image of Hitoshi’s smirk out of your mind. “Let’s go,” you said, walking past Katsuki with your head hanging low and your eyebrows furrowed.

“Huh, wait…” Shoto half-heartedly held his hand out but decided at the last second to just follow you out of the classroom. “Pff, fine you two leave!” Katsuki called, not having much interest in walking back to the student campus now.

Even when the cool air hit your face and the sound of grass and dirt crunching underneath your feet echoed through the air, your thoughts were on Hitoshi, and his odd behavior. As much as you distaste thinking about it, his actions toward you were odd and you wondered if anyone else noticed the way he stared at you.

“Y/n,” Shoto called when he caught up with you and successfully snapped you out of your paranoid thoughts. “Huh? Oh…hey,” you replied, noting how his dual-colored eyes narrowed as if he were suspicious of something. “What?” you asked, finding his expression a little intimidating.

“You said you knew him,” he replied. “Who, Shinso?” You asked, raising your eyebrow. He nodded, and another sigh passed your lips. The sound of distant birds chirping caught your attention before you spoke, “Like I said we went to the same elementary school.” You turned your gaze to the sky, watching a few clouds pass by.

“I don’t remember much about him to be honest; he was always the kid that was by himself,” you shared before shrugging. “He was always upset about his quirk too, and the other kids made fun of him,” you said, “I talked to him before I relocated, but didn’t expect to see him again.”

You looked at him with a cocked eyebrow. “Did you think there was something more between him and I?” you asked. “No,” he replied, noticing the cluster of student campus buildings ahead of you. “But he was staring at you...I just thought...” he paused, deciding it was better not to push any more information out of you.

You frowned and lowered your eyebrows. “Yeah well…” you huffed before realizing. “Wait,” you grabbed his shoulder, making him stumble back and look at you with wide curious eyes. “You noticed the way he was looking at me?” As expected, your question was greeted with a confused expression.

“Looking at you? What do you mean?” You sighed, placing your head against your forehead. “Just…he gave me a weird look that’s all,” you shook your head. “Maybe it’s nothing,” you said, trying your best to shrug it off as you walked up the steps to the student campus building.

If you were being honest, you still wished that you hadn’t encountered Hitoshi again. It never crossed your mind that the two of you would decide to attend Yuuei. Even if you were in two separate departments, you wanted to keep it that way.

Unfortunately, you soon learned that Hitoshi wasn’t bluffing about wanting to become a hero student. Like many of your classmates, when Mr. Aizawa announced that Hitoshi would be participating in the training exercises between Class A and Class B, you could only look in shock.

“What?!” You hissed out, catching the attention of your classmates. Katsuki crossed his arms, unlike you he just looked plain annoyed. “Well guess the extra did it,” he commented before taking a deep breath. Like he said before, just because Hitoshi was trying to prove he was worthy hero course material didn’t mean he’d hold back.

“Mm…” you latched onto your lip, curling your hands into fists, and praying to whoever or whatever would listen that Hitoshi wouldn’t be on your team. “Now then…” Shota looked at Sekijiro and silence lingered between them before he looked back at the students.

“You’ll be placed into groups of three for today’s training exercises,” you winced, not that team training exercises weren’t your thing. But most, if not all the time everyone decided to go their own way when put into groups which kind of defeated the purpose.

Your eyes shifted to Hitoshi, who remained standing by the teachers. If that was the case, if you kept your distance from him then everything would be fine. To your dismay, the first team consisted of yourself, Katsuki, and Shoto while the second team was Hitoshi, Neito, and Setsuna.

The disgust on your face must have been prominent given that it caught Katsuki and Shoto’s attention. “What the hell is that look for!?” Katsuki demanded, bending his knees with his hands clenched into fists. You turned to him, wondering if you should mention the look on Hitoshi’s face.

That oh-so-smug smirk directed at you conveyed that he was already contemplating you to be his target for this training exercise. “Why are you shouting?” Shoto asked. “Mind your own damn business icy-hot!” Katsuki snapped, while you tried to smile.

“It’s nothing Todoroki, don’t worry about it, heh…” you felt terrible for lying, but what other choice did you have? You didn’t understand why Hitoshi was giving you these looks, or why he seemed so fascinated with you. But you did know that it had to end.

Whether his fascination came from the small interaction the two of you had as children or not, you’d make it clear that you wanted nothing to do with him. Not that you had anything against romance, but heroes simply couldn’t afford to fall into it.

At least not when their hero career hadn’t even started. Shota narrowed his eyes, glancing between Hitoshi and yourself. He was aware that Hitoshi hadn’t taken his advice seriously, and yes, he may have purposely rigged the match so you two had no choice but to face each other.

Something had to break, and if that something just so happened to be Hitoshi’s heart, then so be it. He was aware that this sounded cruel, unfitting for a teacher even. But the way the boy looked at you wasn’t so much with love, but rather delusion.

‘So, what will be your move to break that illusion?’ He thought, allowing his gaze to linger on you before motioning for Sekijiro to follow him. “The match will begin shortly, take your positions,” an eerie silence fell over the training ground as each of you looked at each other before running in the opposite directions.

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scenario where shinsou and reader (fem) were having "fun" then they got caught by aizawa 🤭 [u dont have to write this lol!!] - v

Authors Note: Hello V!! Omg, thank you for using a sign off your the first person to do that I really hope I see you regularly! Oh! And please feel free to use emoji sign off if you’d like too, ＼(≧▽≦)／

OFC I’D WRITE THIS FOR YOU! I made it into more of a short fic bc like you said its like a scenario but hope you like it my friend! Also thank you for requesting Shinso, I LOVE Bakugo but I felt kinda bad for him being the only one in my MHA/BNHA masterlist

|♡| Red Handed |♡|

Shinso Hitoshi x F!Reader

Description: After a very tiresome meeting with Aizawa, your pro hero boyfriend decided you were the perfect candidate to let off some steam. Not only was he enjoying himself, but he was also getting some much needed revenge by fucking over his mentor’s desk. Too bad Aizawa decided to enter his office at the wrong time. 

Rating: Smut

Disclaimer: Spanking, Light Choking, Exhibitionism,  Degration + Praise, Dirty Talk, Vaginal Sex, Getting Caught Doin The Nasty, Angry Sex

Word Count: 1222

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“Fucking slut,” Shinso growled out, his thrusts slapping hard against your ass with every syllable. He was pissed, since becoming a pro hero Aizawa had managed to be up his ass about every mistake for the past month, and it seemed today was the last straw for your boyfriend. 

This is what caused your current position, bent over his boss's desk, clothes haphazardly pulled down just enough so he had access to your aching cunt.  You whimpered, pushing your ass to meet his leaking cockhead halfway, scratching at the dark oak desk from the ecstasy Shinso provoked. 

"Toshi!" You cried when he hit a sensitive spot on your spongey walls, your pussy fluttering around him in a way that made his hips stutter before quickly working back into his rough pace. 

Shinso's hands moved from his place on your back to trail up your sides, making sure to give your breasts a sharp squeeze,  before placing two of his fingers on your pouty red lips. "Open," he commanded, a slight pant in his voice.

You whined once more but decided to obey since he already wasn't in the best of moods. You parted your lips, making sure to swipe your tongue along his fingers as two of his pale appendages into your mouth. 

"Suck 'em, you know what I like," your boyfriend used his other hand to slap your ass, creating another red mark on top of the many finger-print-sized bruises you adorned. Quickly you got to work, swirling your tongue and moaning around his digits. 

"Damn, had to shut you up with my fingers so we don't get caught," he laughed mockingly, although he himself was in no better shape than you. His usually flared-out purple hair was now starting to droop, sweat beading at his forehead as he stared at you with half-lidded eyes and the most adorable scrunch to his eyebrows as he focused on pushing himself as deep as possible in you. Fuck, why did he have to be so pretty?

You couldn't take it anymore, the way his dick stretched you out so deliciously, the way he moaned and grunted, the way he had a tight grip on your ass and tongue. "Toshi, Hitowshi bwaby, so gwood," you moaned, voice muffled by his fingers which were now stroking your tongue, thumb rubbing your cheek from the outside. 

Shinso pulls out of your warm heat till only the tip was left, laughing at the way you cried out. You attempted to rub yourself on him, searching for any type of friction but Shinso was quick to push on your back, your breasts smashing against some very important documents Aizawa had. 

"Look at you wiggle," he teased, watching at your cute little hole squeezed around nothing. "So fucking dirty, crying for my cock on my boss's desk," he paused to moan when you squeezed your cunt around his sensitive cockhead. His hand reached down to spread your lips, watching as he slammed his full length into you. 

"Hitoshi!" You screamed, voice not coming clear since his hand abandoned your drooling mouth and moved to grip on your neck. He squeezed gently, providing a delicious pressure on your throat as he fucked you silly, thrusts so hard they caused ripples on your ass. 

"Mmph, baby fuck! So fucking cute, do whatever I ask huh?" Shinso asked, spanking you once more. Your eyes closed as you let your tongue hand out of your mouth, completely drunk off the feeling your boyfriend provided you. 

"Yeah, that's it, think you deserve a little reward," his hand reached down to rub your clit, messaging small circles in a way that had your toes curling. "Go ahead and cum baby, cum all over his desk. 

There was just something so overwhelmingly hot about fucking on Aizawa's desk, the risk of being caught, the anger behind your boyfriend's movements, how Shinso mixed his degrading with sweet praises, so filthy to the point you couldn't keep quiet anymore despite your weak attempts. Shinso just felt too good, his long fingers lingering on your neck, your ass burning from his heavy hands, him toying with your clit, and of course, his large cock rubbing your sensitive walls in a way only he could.  Within seconds the combination of these aspects had you creaming around Shinso's dick. 

"C-Cumming! 'm cumming, Hitoshi please!" You begged, legs shaking from the intense feeling, surely you would have fallen if it wasn't for the desk beneath you. Your hands reached out to claw at whatever you could, knocking down some items in the process. "Toshi, please cum, wanna feel you so bad." Drool dribbles down your cheek you lean your head down onto the cool surface beneath you, withering in this intense feeling. 

"Fuck, fuck! Why do you have to be so fucking tight—fuck hahh!" Shinso had let go of his grip on your neck and clit, leaving red marks from where his hands had previously been, and used both his hands to grab your waist, pulling you to meet his heavy thrusts.

By now your pussy was sopping wet, a thick creamy ring forming around the base of hm and dripping to his balls. Your pussy fluttered around him, squeezing him tightly almost making it hard to pull out. You always milked him so fucking good. 

"Shit, why do you have to be like this? My perfect slut."

Shinso panted when he finally pumped one final time, reveling in the wet slapping sound that came from it before emptying his balls in your cavern. Even while he was cumming his thrusts never stopped, although now softer and more sparatic. In the end, you two were a mess, Shinso leaving over your body basking in the afterglow. 

It felt so nice, feeling his cum slosh around inside you, his hands petting your head and allowing you to catch your breath. While Shinso could be rough he never failed to treat you like a princess after, you knew when you got home you would be showered in praises, kisses, and massages. 

"You okay honey?" He rasped, humping you against the desk. Your cunt couldn't help but flutter around him despite being exhausted. You turned your head to meet his tired eyes, watching as his once angry face from earlier melted into a pretty smile. 

"'m okay, but what about you baby? You feel better from earlier?" He chuckled at your response, always so attentive was his girlfriend. With a grin plastered on his lips, he placed gentle kisses on your back, his thurst finally halting as he pulled his head back to watch his cum leak out of you and back onto his cock. 

"I'm fucking fantastic."

The intimate moment was halted by loud commotion coming from outside the office, angry stomps trailing down the hallway to the front of the door. 

"They fucking did it again! I swear to god these kids will kill me, they destroyed so much fucking property! In fucking ruins!" The voice of Aizawa growled out, most likely screaming at his assistant before slamming his office door open. 

Shinso was fast to react, quickly pulling out of your warm heat with a hiss before scrambling to pull his pants up and using his body to hide your naked body from the very angry pro hero. 

"Oh my fucking god!" If Shinso thought Aizawa was annoying before, he was in for a real treat. 

Authors Note: OKAY OKAY YOU CAN IMAGINE THE REST! I think Shinso would attempt to use his quirk to make Aizawa forget this whole fiasco but idk if he’s quick enough (⁄ ⁄>⁄ ▽ ⁄<⁄ ⁄) Also sorry this is shorter than usual! But I hope you enjoyed anyways <33 Please leave a comment, lemme know what you think! Don’t forget to check out my other works, and requests are currently open!! BYE BYE (ノ*°▽°*)

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