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scholastica-magic · 11 months

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YOUR FIRST TIME WITH BNHA BOYS PT.4!

Hitoshi Shinso, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Shota Aizawa

(Aged-up, Graduated Characters! MDNI AND BLOGS WITH NO AGES DNI!)

PART1, PART2, PART3

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Hitoshi Shinso

he knew it was going to happen.

i was read a ff that mentioned shinso only wears jeans when he’s “laying pipe” and i stand by it🫡

he rolls up to your place in black, jeans and a black t-shirt AND black shoes

ALL BLACK IS SO HOT😫

you placed your hand on his thigh and it was O.V.E.R!

he was slow with it. he wanted to make sure you were comfortable.

LAWD THATS A BIG DICK!

bros like 📏😳

he’s pretty though.

tanned shaft to match his tanned chest and a thick flushed pink tip.

he doesn’t moan. he’s not very vocal.

he kinda just grunts and groans sometimes.

LOTS OF HEAVY BREATHING.

after he’ll take you to the shower to clean you up.

and fuck again

he spent the night.

Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu

you guys definitely were not dating or even talking

just friends

tetsu came over for the weekly game night you had and then boom.

a little too much alcohol and the fact tetsu spilled that he was a virgin.

you fucked him right on your couch

he’s a pretty big guy and begged wanted you on top.

tetsu was quite the adventurer

he didn’t want to stop on one round. he didn’t stop till he was tired (5)

he was large, thick, and had a smooth curve upward. VEINY

no aftercare because bro was KNOCKED.

definitely wasn’t the last time y’all fucked.

he came back for seconds (technically 6th)

Shota Aizawa

domestic life wasn’t for shota.

until he met you, duh.

a pretty little thing 10 years younger then him. (31-10=21)

you were a new teacher at U.A.

(after all might became small might you took his spot:D)

with the encouragement from mic and midnight, he asked you to dinner

after dinner…you went back to his place.

just for dick a movie of course. nothing else.

yeeeaaah no.

you don’t really know how it happened.

one moment you were cuddling watching a movie the next you were bouncing on his dick🤷🏻‍♀️

he was incredibly gentle after finding out it was your first time.

though he wasn’t surprised. the innocence radiated off of you.

shota wanted you in control since he didn’t want to hurt you

but you were definitely sore in the morning

AFTERCARE KING!

a warm bath, a massage was essential oils

“HEYYYYYY, ERASURE HOW WAS DINNER WITH THE LADY, EH?!”

“fine.”

you moved in a month later

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tired-teacher-blog · 10 months

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Imagine Shinsou calling you "princess" 🤤

Deep voice

So sexy

He grabs your waist to scoot by you while mumbling "sorry, princess..." but you can hear in his deep voice that he's TOTALLY NOT SORRY and he's got a dumb smirk on his face and he blatantly rubs his big bulge against your ass as he shuffles by you and his thick fingers lightly squeeze your waist

- 🐺

Oh he's definitely not sorry 😏

Even though you're unable to see his face, his hot breath, eager touches and pulsating bulge are unmistakable.

The line of soft pecks he carefully places on your nape, lures a shiver down your spine and a moan from between your lips.

You unconsciously roll your hips against the thickness nudging your bum, squealing when he responds with a bite on your delicate skin.

_ "Sorry princess, but I couldn't help myself." he apologizes again, but the deep chuckle following suit proves that he's relishing every second of this.

His hands slip under your shirt, hiking the garment up and squeezing your waist while his shallow thrusts gradually quicken.

His name flows past your lips and your eyes roll back in absolute ecstasy as one of his hands move down to fondle you through your soft panties.

You're close, both of you are, and the inescapable mess that's about to ruin your clothes and bed is the last thing on your minds as you give in to each other.

_ "Hitoshi, please! I'm cumming.."

_ "Me too sweetheart, fuck.."

#🐺 anon #this is so him #i totally agree babe #hitoshi shinso imagine #hitoshi shinso fluff #hitoshi shinso headcanons #hitoshi shinso x reader #hitoshi shinsou x reader #hitoshi shinsou smut #hitoshi shinsou x y/n #shinsou hitoshi x reader #shinsou hitoshi fluff #shinsou hitoshi smut #shinsou hitoshi x you

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doumadono · 4 months

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It's 3:30 AM on Sinful Sunday and I'm up thinking about how I need to request you write a DOM as FUCK Shinsou with his rope bunny, that he refers to as kitten. Possible mind break? MAYBE quirk play involved (:

Props if he calls them Good Boy and cuddles them at the end <3

Warnings: aged-up Shinso, dom!Shinso, slight degradation

SINFUL SUNDAY

In the obscure recesses of an exclusive underground club, the atmosphere thickens with an electric tension as Shinsou takes center stage.

The flickering candlelight casts shadows on the dimly lit room, setting the stage for an intimate performance where he will unravel both your body and mind.

"Kitten," he addresses you, his voice a velvety command that resonates through the clandestine space. The air is charged with anticipation as he approaches, a predatory aura surrounding him. "Tonight, you're mine to mold, my canvas for a masterpiece of pleasure."

His quirk, an enigmatic force, dances around the edges of your consciousness, a subtle whisper weaving into the fabric of your thoughts. "Relinquish control, my dear," he suggests, his fingers trailing along your jawline with a tantalizing touch. "Let me guide you through the corridors of ecstasy."

Each knot adorning your body is deliberate, a testament to his expertise in the art of restraint. "You'll find freedom in submission, kitten," he purrs, his eyes locking onto yours, the intensity of his gaze further enhancing the effect of his quirk.

As the ropes tighten, he leans in, lips brushing against your ear. "Feel the power of surrender," he whispers, his words both an invitation and a command. "I'll make you crave the sweet surrender of your will."

You're on a leather sofa, totally bare and open for him. You can't move because of the restraints, and he commanded you to obey. Your instinct kicks in, thanks to his quirk that sown submission in your mind.

His mouth quickly finds its way to your cunny, tirelessly teasing your sensitive clit. He laps, and laps, and laps, his tongue moving skillfully up and down your slit.

Your moans fill the air as you shiver, and two of his fingers begin to sink within your pussy.

Hitoshi gazes up at your face, contorted in pleasure - eyes rolled back, lips parted, and tongue hanging out. You're on the verge of passing out already.

Shinsou gives your wet pussy a few firm slaps. "No," he states sternly, his tone icy. "I want you to watch as I eat your pussy out. If you look away, there will be consequences."

"Y-yes, master," you whimper, your voice barely recognizable, and you're unsure if the words escaped your lips or if they lingered only in your mind.

He resumes nibbling and sucking on your folds, gently nibbling your lips, eliciting moans from you.

In an instant, you go from lying on the sofa to kneeling, hands tied behind your back. Shinso takes you forcefully from behind, your head pressed against the leather cushion.

He gives your ass a firm spanks, occasionally gripping the soft flesh, pulling you closer to his groins by it. His dick reaches deep inside you, and he praises, "That's it, little kitten, you're doing so well, obeying me perfectly."

Suddenly, all you hear in your head is Hitoshi's sweet, sultry voice softly saying, "moan louder," and you comply, sounding somewhat like a distressed bitch in heat. "Shinso! Master! Yes! You're making me feel so divine! Yes, please! Please, degrade me!"

"If you ask so nicely, kitten," he says, giving your ass a firm spank. He thrusts more intensely, his hips pistoning into you as he's reaching under you to slap your clit. "You're my little bitch, a cheap whore, just good in spreading your legs for me, yeah?"

"Yes, master!" you whine through clenched teeth. Your shoulders ache from the uncomfortable position, and you're pretty certain there will be bruises on your wrists from the tight ropes.

Shinsou's dick throbs within you, and he withdraws, his cock adorned with droplets of your runny, white juices. "On your knees, kitten," he commands, and you obediently follow his directive.

The violet-haired man jerks his dick fast, grunting and gasping while spreading your essence all over his lengthy shaft. He slaps your face with his free hand. "Open your fucking mouth."

Once more, you follow his command, finding yourself completely unable to refuse.

With a deep, throaty grunt, he reaches climax, releasing on your face. His semen sprays all over your nose, lips, chin, and forehead, painting your face white. Shinsou hissed, softly tracing the outlines of your lips with his thumb. "What does a good girl say, hmm?"

Softly licking his cum from your lips, you meet his gaze and whisper, "Thank you, master."

#doumadonos sinful sunday 🔥#sinful sunday #anime smut #shinso x reader #shinso smut #shinso hitoshi smut #shinsou x reader #shinsou hitoshi smut #mha smut #bnha smut #aged up characters #shinso scenario #hitoshi shinso imagine #shinso imagine

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shiggybrainr0t · 9 months

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shinsou who knows he’s not a good boyfriend. he loves you more than anything, anyone- and he thinks he always will. but he’s a bad boyfriend. he’s a pro hero, and you never fault him for that. but that means he constantly misses dates and anniversaries. whenever he comes home to your excited face he can’t help it whenever he’s out as soon as he hits the pillow. he’s not the best at communicating, and seeing you try to keep your composure whenever he does something that makes you angry makes his love for you grow. because even though he’s a horrible boyfriend- you’re the best partner he could ever imagine. when he misses the dinner he promised he’d be home for since you had a new recipe you wanted to try, he found a cat shaped sticky note taped to the table reading “I know you’re probably starving, so I left you a plate in the microwave! <3” whenever he pushes you off of him because he’s too tired too overstimulated too much, you hide the hurt and tell him you understand with a sympathetic smile. when he comes back from a rough day, you’ve seen it all on the news, you welcome him with his comfiest pajamas in your hands and gentle touches. but he sees it wearing you down. he sees the permanent furrow in your brow that was never there before. he sees that you’ve stopped waiting up for him (and even though he told you to it still hurts). he sees that this relationship can’t be saved, no matter how many heart shaped bandages you carefully place on the cracks. but he can’t bring himself to break up with you-even knowing you’ll be happier in the long run.

“babe?”

“yeah toshi-“ you freeze, mind clouded in a thick fog.

“break up with me.”

the hurt that is painted across your face once he releases you from his quirk is something he’ll never forget.

#just thoughts #unedited #not very good but it’s been in my brain #poor baby he’s so tired #hitoshi shinsou #shinsou x reader #shinsou imagine #shinsou angst #hitoshi shinso imagine #hitoshi shinso x reader #hitoshi shinso x y/n #hitoshi angst #my hero x reader #my hero academia fanfiction #my hero academia headcanons #mat’s shinsou #my writing #mat’s writing

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sixosix · 2 years

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( & ) a mutual [@earthtooz] said ‘write more shinsou!’ and i’m like ‘ok!’ bc i love hitoshi.

( # ) quirk use but for funsies i looove hitoshi’s quirk sm

“dearest, must we part ways so tragically?”

you scrunch your nose at shinsou, “what the hell are you talking about? the more you talk like that, the more i’m suddenly glad i’m in 1-A…”

shinsou laughs, his voice hoarse and low. it’s been a while since you two have seen each other ever since before the first day at UA, meaning it’s been a while since he’s bothered to speak to anyone. “you love me, don’t be like that.”

he’s leaning closer despite the people watching—knowing him, he’s probably smug to let everyone know that you’re best friends with him. as if the fact that hitoshi is talking to someone with such a bright gleam in his eye isn’t already an astounding news.

then again, shinsou has always been pretty protective. he’s insecure with the thought of anyone stealing you from him because of how people mistreated him—but it’s also because you’re so cute when he says the right things.

“no, i hate you. i will beat your ass in the sports festival, i will be like whatever i want.” you chew on your lunch aggressively. crumbs fall from your mouth and onto the sides of your lips.

shinsou chuckles, rubbing it away with his thumb. “oh?”

in a moment of weakness: “y-yes.”

your eyes fog over. dammit. why do you always fall for that, anyway? once shinsou’s gotten the hang of his quirk, he’ll surely be the most dangerous hero.

shinsou makes the display of tapping his chin thoughtfully, eyes looking straight into yours. “tell me, do you hate me?”

“no. never, hitoshi.”

shinsou looks briefly surprised, blinking. “oh. uh—” for some reason, his cheeks bloom pink and his eyes fail to meet yours. flustered, he lets you escape from his quirk. “that was cute.”

#606:BNHA #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha fluff #bnha imagines #bnha drabbles #hitoshi shinsou x reader #hitoshi shinso fluff #shinsou hitoshi drabbles #hitoshi shinso imagine #shinsou hitoshi x reader #shinso hitoshi x reader #hitoshi shinso x reader

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ariiluvsyou · 2 years

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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

Links: Masterlist, Ask Me Anything, Tag List

“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*°▽°*)

Links: Masterlist, Ask Me Anything, Tag List

Tag List: @katscki, @libidinous-weeb

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youremy-celebrity · 10 months

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god's favourite [mha smau]

a part of me hated all of you

shinsou hitoshi x fem!reader

part twenty-one: can't wait to fire all of them

series masterlist // part twenty // part twenty-two

main masterlist

taglist @bakugouswh0r3 @bowloficecubes @moon-is-a-cryptid @rainbow---shoelaces @darlinval @tati-the-fangirl @mysticore @shadowkitty-me @hypernovaxx @happy-nico @nottherealslimshady @softtashoney @mattesatoruuu @nezykoi @blue-violin @i-simp-to-much @pasteldaze @iluv-ace @ohhheymessa @msiti-animations @grinnwolph @xnorthstar3x @buggy-cj @sooouth @frostooo @ynverse @everyonesanimehoe @ahnneyong @qinfeii @shinhoesblog @kiraeas @star-struck01 @spiderlily-w1tch-blog @el-hart @daichisito @loverboyrin @frogindisguise @marsneo @dancing-hillary

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novalite-nova · 10 months

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Date night at Shinsou’s - Cat menace

Heads-up: Age up character, NSFW suggest, cute-humor content. Slight fluff.

MDNI. Do not repost/ if this bothers please ignore and move on.

*Link to TikTok clip that inspired this short. *

You and Shinsou are bundled up and cuddling on his couch, watching movies at his apartment. This movie date night has been going well like the many dates before. The two of you conversed during dinner to catch up for the events of the past week apart. Then proceeded to spend the last two hours watching movies. You both are currently engrossed in the psychological thriller showing on screen.

When, in the corner of you eye you see Shinsou’s cat, Maru. A blue grey tabby with a white underside that highlights his chin and white socks to match. You haven’t seen him since you entered the apartment but he had made his appearance again after taking nap in Shinsou’s room.

At first, it looked like Maru was carrying one of his rod toys to play with in the living room. He often did this to grab you or Shinsou’s attention to play with him. But on second glance, you notice that what Maru was carrying wasn’t his usual cat toy. Rather it was shorter and jet black.

Turning your full attention on Maru, you see that he’s carrying a black, leather whip by the handle. Ones that are used in BDSM play. Shinsou and you have not made it that far into your relationship to that level of intimacy. So, your face begin to heat up, heartbeat increasing, as your voice stuttering out words.

“Uh… Shi-Shinsou…”

“Hmm…” Shinsou lazily hums back in response.

“I-I think Maru has something that belongs to you….”

Shinsou slowly turns his head, blinking away the drowsiness out of his eyes to focus on Maru. The moment he recognized what Maru had, Shinsou blushed bright red from ear to ear in embarrassment. He shot up from his spot beside you and began chasing Maru around the apartment.

For the next five minutes, you watched Shinsou chase his cat as Maru ran with he whip in his mouth like his life depended on it. All the embarrassment that you had minutes ago melted away and you were forced to stifle your laughter as you watched this chase scene.

Once Shinsou snatched the whip and chased Maru up his cat tree, he rushed back to his room to hide it and slammed the door shut. In awkward silence, Shinsou returned to the couch, you both sat with a gap of space between each other. The both of you had your eyes focused on television while your minds strained for words that would cut the silence.

Until, from the hallway, you hear Maru’s low, bellowing meows as he sits outside Shinsou’s room. It’s filled with sorrow at the lost of his new found toy. Shinsou lowers his head and sharply exhales in anguish.

“Why does he have to be such a freak…” He sighed as he rubbed his eyes in frustration.

Without a single hesitation, you speak up.

“Like father like son.”

Both you and Shinsou burst out laughing, breaking the awkward silence that drowned the apartment.

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ykwrites · 2 years

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Fwb- Hitoshi Shinso x reader

Pairing: Shinso x reader

Warnings: descriptions of sx, smut.

Rating: NSFW mdni.

MASTERLIST

NOTE: This post is part of my friends with benefits mha series of smaus. (PART1, PART2, PART3, PART4)

#mha scenario #bnha scenario #bnha headcanons #mha x reader #bnha x reader #bnha smut #mha smut #mha smau #shinso x reader smau #shinso scenario #shinso smut #shinsou x reader #hitoshi shinso imagine #shinso imagine #shinso smau

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springsmile · 11 months

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over my shoulder

yan. shinso x reader | series masterlist | 18+

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

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

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

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

˗ˋˏ CHAPTER LIST ˎˊ˗

01. VICTIMHOOD

02. HABITUAL

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sanhaswife · 1 year

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Quiet library dates with Shinso <3

He’s the type of boyfriend that loves holding your hand while he reads his book, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles in a comforting way.

The type that if you laugh or react to your own book in any way he’ll lean over to try to see what made you laugh.

He brings blankets and snacks for you to share, sometimes setting up a spot on the floor in a corner so you both could sit together and read.

Sometimes he takes you outside with lunch and a blanket prepared in the grass. Silently opening his arms for you to cuddle with him on the blanket. Sometimes he reads to you as you both cuddle.

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

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mysteriesmuse · 11 months

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Bruised Heart ♥️

Your partner, Hitoshi Shinsou, knew how you liked to sleep. In fact, he knew all the ways you liked to sleep. Curled up like a kitten underneath a warm blanket and a pillow held to you chest. Or snoozing with your hair pressed out like sleeping beauty. Your gorgeous little manicured fingers splayed across your soft stomach. Or reclined in a chair with your head tilted back at an angle that made that hurt your neck when you woke. Or blissfully passed out with your hands wrapped around his bicep. . . . but not on your stomach. Never on your stomach. Yet here you were, head cradled in your arms eyes shut and brows furrowed as you laid on top of his bed, in his apartment. Hitoshi sat next to you staring down at your back. He’s insisted you’d stay at his place after you’d been taken and slammed against the wall like a rag doll. the flashy cut-out on your costume giving you a beautiful glowing flash of skin in the shape of a heart now leaving a narly bruise in the same adorable shape. He’d finished off the fight. Gotten the villain apprehended and left as soon as others arrived on the crime scene. And then promptly hoisted you on his back as you rested your head on the crook of his neck. A bunch of little whimpers leaving your lips as you pressed your phone against your ear calling up Recovery Girl. He walked the whole way back, your soft pleading brushing against his spine, and your other hand looped around his neck clutching onto his scarf. Only to find that your coworker and friend the head nurse couldn’t come out to see you until tomorrow morning. Now you squeezed your eyes shut laying atop his comforter as he sat and silently watched over you. You blindly reached your hand behind your back to gingerly touch the bruise once more. “Come on, quit licking your wounds, kitten . . . It’s not gonna work.” Hitoshi gently went to move your hand, your finger twitched as he held it, “but I hafta’ try. I can’t lay here like this anymore. Give me the mirror I wanna try again.” He frowned at your stubborn insistence. Your healing ablities wouldn’t work if you didn’t see it with your own eyes: enhancements, yes; with mirrors, no. The both of you knew that. Hitoshi could only shake his head as more tears pricked the corners of your eyes. A shiny pout as you hastily wiped and sniffled. He hated seeing you in pain like this. He pulled back one of the twin braids from your face. It hadn’t been so bad an hour ago when he’s let you soak and clean up in the tub, but now as you tried to rest. the pain only seemed to flare. His best friend and partner was laying on his bed hair damp and braided, eyes puffy and face shiny from fallen tears. The hills of the bruise peaking out from a tube top that you stole. The black & blue resting just underneath your angelic shoulder blades. Ones that have carried his weight and healed him many times before. “It’s gonna be okay,” he breathed, “I’m gonna be right here.” he placed his hands on either side of your shoulder leaned down and pressed a soft and chaste kiss to the offending bruise pressing up halfway to lock eyes with you. you mumbled out a flustered, “fhank you- that was nice. . .” The corner of your partners lips quirked up and he dove back down to press another one on the other shoulder. His cool nose booping the sensitive skin of the bruise, “Mhm, anytime.” And Hitoshi kept gently rubbing your skin with his gentle touch and thumbing the ridges of your tube top flat as he stroked you. Large hands brushing against your sad and seering skin. Hitoshi now deciding to lay under you, as your body bent to the curves of his chest. Your soft skin content in his touch as your body across his. Breathing into your hair as you silently cried, “all you gotta do is be a kitten, Kitten.”

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doumadono · 5 months

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Ahh I actually caught it on Sinful Sunday for once?

Cool cool!

Can I get a Hitoshi Shinsou x AFAB reader where he is a vampire and has his first feeding, leading to them having sex? xx

Warnings: aged-up Shinso, vampire!Shinso, they/them pronouns for reader

SINFUL SUNDAY

The moon hung low in the night sky, casting an ethereal glow on the ancient castle where Hitoshi Shinso, a centuries-old vampire, resided. Tonight was different for him, a night of significant change, as he stood at the threshold of their bedroom.

As he entered the dimly lit chamber, Shinso's eyes met theirs, a mixture of hunger and curiosity swirling within their depths. The air was charged with a palpable tension as he took a step closer, his fangs delicately grazing his lower lip. "Are you ready for this?" he inquired, his voice a velvety whisper that sent shivers down their spine.

They nodded, whispering "yes", a blend of nervousness and anticipation coursing through their veins. Shinso's gaze held an intensity that belied his calm exterior, and as he closed the distance between them, they could feel the ancient power that emanated from him.

Gently, he tilted their head to the side, exposing the vulnerable expanse of their neck. His breath, cool and intoxicating, brushed against their skin as he lingered for a moment, savoring the anticipation. With a careful precision, Shinso's fangs sank into their warm skin, and a fleeting sting was followed by a sensation that was both strange and strangely intimate. His lips sealed the wound, and as he fed, a quiet moan escaped him, a mixture of pleasure and satisfaction. His hands torn their nightgown, finsding their place, cradling their boobs.

The sensation was a symphony of pleasure and mild discomfort, a testament to the profound intimacy of this act.

Hitoshi drank with measured intent, each sip drawing forth a potent elixir that connected him to the very essence of their being. The exchange was a silent conversation, a dance of give and take that transcended the boundaries of the mundane.

The taste of their blood, a blend of sweetness and warmth, enveloped him in a sensory journey.

When he finally withdrew, the moonlight reflected in his eyes revealed a vulnerability, a glimpse into the complex emotions that accompanied this intimate exchange. The hushed stillness lingered, laden with the weight of a newfound connection forged in the elixir of the night.

A little trail of blood dripped down their exposed neck.

In that moment, the connection between them and Shinso deepened, a bond forged through this primal act. Shinso's centuries of existence seemed to merge with their essence, creating a unique link that transcended time. As he withdrew, he met their gaze once more, his eyes now holding a newfound warmth. "Thank you," he murmured, a rare vulnerability coloring his words.

Shinso pressed them against the wall, engaging in a passionate exchange of kisses. They responded eagerly, one leg traveling up his own. Between his legs, they felt his intense desire for them. Their eyes silently implored him to enter them, aware that openly begging was futile. It always happened on his terms and in his time, a waiting game that bordered on both pleasure and pain.

Silently and deliberately, he unbuttoned his trousers, and they felt it immediately - his blood-filled, swollen, diamond-hard dick pressed against their inner thigh. A gasp escaped them, their eyes locking with his steely gaze. Effortlessly, he lifted them up, their legs wrapping around his hips as his member forcefully slid into their wetness. Possession unfolded slowly, a mutual readiness evident as they enveloped him, a completion inevitable. "I need you so bad," he whispered, biting into their neck again, leaving them arching back, panting.

An ornately framed painting rattled against the wall as Shinso intensified his fervent pounding, the echoes of passion resonating through the room. Their moans escalated, a harmonious blend of pleasure and desperation, a plea for fulfillment from him. Their head rolled to the side, exposing the sensitive expanse of their throat, a reminder of the allure that drew him to them. Patiently, Hitoshi bided his time, thrusting into them with rhythmic repetition, asserting his dominance, making them unequivocally his. He didn't say a work - the only sound escaping his lips was heavy breathing. His gaze locked onto theirs, a visual tether as he claimed them his.

Driven by their hunger and his thirst, the thrusts gained power, the walls of their pussy closing in around him, an exquisite yet painful squeeze. Shinso's lascivious smile persisted, a manifestation of his desire to push deeper, demanding their immediate surrender.

The surrender came from deep within them, and brought a sense of gratification to Shinso that they endured this long. His fingers with sharp nails dug into the tender skin of their ass as he released his own cum. Their body trembled, yet he persisted in driving into them repeatedly — over and over and over — his seed spewing out, covering them both, and flowing down to find the cool marble floor below.

Shinso craved more from them. Lowering his face to their breasts, he continued his passionate assault on their pussy, forcefully drawing their buds into his mouth through the remnants of midnight lace adorning their voluptuous form. Screams of pleasure echoed as they reached climax once again, their nipples feeling the exquisite strain between his sharp fangs as his cock started growing hard withing their core again.

They clawed their nails across Shinso's broad shoulders, their grip descending to his neck and down his back. Amidst another crescendo of screams and convulsions, their body intertwined with Hitoshi's, he lowered his head to their throat, once again claiming the sweet liquid treasure which he had come for.

Shinso, consumed by a dark hunger, pressed them against the cold surface more, their pulsating warmth enticing him. As his sharp fangs sank into their delicate flesh yet again that night, the room echoed with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Their hot blood flowed, a forbidden elixir, and Shinso drank deeply, savoring the intoxicating taste, fucking their pussy harder.

As Shinso continued to drink, the air became charged with an eerie intensity, the lines between predator and prey blurred in the embrace of the night. The taste of their hot blood, a forbidden nectar, fueled the insatiable hunger within him, casting a dark allure over the twisted dance of pleasure and pain.

"You are mine," Hitoshi declared, cradling their chin between his index and forefinger. "My little plaything."

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sixosix · 2 years

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child hood bffs with shinso! child hood bffs with shinso!

( & ) anon you are right and yes i also saw people commenting about this on my other fic. i shall answer my people’s cry!!!

being childhood friends with shinsou means he’s truly comfortable with you. it would take a while for him to open up to others, but never with you.

(it got a lot of bewildered looks when you tackled him with a hug and he hugged you back. he! hitoshi shinsou who might as well have dropped a bomb on their first meeting with him!)

you get to see him with his witty remarks, sly grins, and—unfortunately—flirty comments that he saves for absolutely no one else but you. you swear he gets too comfortable sometimes…

it’s not your fault you react the way he wants you to, too! with a voice like that, how can you stand still and not melt?

shinsou has always been naturally clingy. nothing too overbearing, just a constant presence behind you that feels safe.

—that is until he decides to be bold and just engulfs your figure from behind with his arms.

“mf—!” you glare at him, and he grins back at you, lazy and slow. “hitoshi…”

you try to wriggle out, but unfortunately his trainings with eraserhead gave him… a build. one that refused to let you slip out of his grasp.

“this is for training. you get 100 if you escape,” he says. you try again, but he looks bored, almost. such are the struggles of a now-hero-student and a gen-ed-student. “mm, 5 for effort.”

“you are a headache.”

shinsou laughs—a rare sound, one that always made you forgive him always in the end. “always been yours from the start, you know that.”

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myherotamademia · 2 years

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And So Time Paused

Hi there! This is a request from @ilikewafflesworld I honestly fell in love with the idea of him just falling for the reader instantly, so thank you! Basically all fluff, enjoy!

Pairing: Hitoshi Shinso x Reader

WC: 1.7k

“Alright, class. We’ll be doing some basic training today. One on one.” Aizawa states, brushing his hair out of his face.

Iida’s hand shot up, the glare of his glasses making you giggle to yourself.

“Sir! How will we decide who is paired with who?”

“We’re drawing names. But, I do have someone that will be added to the group, so be nice.”

Everyone’s name was tossed into two different hats, waiting to be drawn by Aizawa. Two by two, the names were drawn and the pairing began.

“Midoriya and…Bakugo.” Aizawa’s eyes narrowed at the two boys, giving them a knowing stare. After what happened at Ground Beta between them, he was hesitant to let them fight again.

“I won’t kill him.” Bakugo rolled his eyes, tapping his feet impatiently as Midoriya let out a sigh of relief.

Noticing that you were the last to be drawn, you realized you’d have no partner. Before you could raise your hand the door slid open rather harshly.

“This is Shinso, he’ll be your partner.” Aizawa addressed you when he noticed your confusion. You gave a little nod before extending your hand out to the boy, but he refused to take it. He even refused to look at you, but you could see he looked tired. Drained even. You knew everyone in class 2-A and you never saw him, so you had no idea where he came from. Giving a little shrug, you turned back to Aizawa who continued to go over the rules of the training.

“...and no severely injuring. That means you, Bakugo.” Bakugo scoffed in response, but listened regardless.

Once Aizawa went over the rules, you all slipped into your hero uniforms and followed him to Ground Beta. It hadn’t been long since Bakugo and Midoriya had their “sparring” match and the outcome of it was still everywhere. Glass and pieces of rubble littered the ground, grinding into your boots. Barely anyone knew the true extent of your quirk, let alone the boy you were about to fight and you were slightly nervous to. Acquiring someone’s quirk just by giving them a light touch was risky, but it’s what you were born with and you had to put it to use in order to pass.

“You two first.” Aizawa pointed at you and Shinso, who was fixing his scarf.

Suddenly you noticed how similar his hero outfit was to Aizawa’s.

“If he has a scarf, he must not be very good at hand to hand combat.” You thought to yourself.

As you began getting ready, Shinso finally looked up and met your eyes. They immediately widened when he stared at you.

“No fucking way.” Shinso whispered to himself, but you could still hear it. While it peaked your interest, you were here for a reason, and one reason only—kick his ass.

“...1. Start!” Aizawa rolled his eyes, but made sure to keep his eyes on his students.

Before Shinso could notice, you had made it across the field in a split second. Was your quirk super speed like Iida? No. He just wasn’t paying attention. Trying to shake away the thoughts of you racing through his head, he tried to capture you with the scarf. Knowing exactly how Aizawa used his scarf gave you an advantage, allowing you to grab it and pull as hard as you could.

“Woah!” Shinso was knocked off balance when you tugged, causing him to nearly fall. Diverting your attention from his balance, you jumped behind him and managed to give a small tap. A sudden feeling of electricity shot through your body and your brain had suddenly gone fuzzy for a moment before returning to normal.

You could see your classmates from the sideline, Midoriya mouthing the words, “don’t talk to him” to you. With a raised eyebrow, you quickly turned to Shinso who was dusting himself off.

“You’re faster than I expected.” He stated, waiting for you to talk to him.

You felt the need to, and you didn’t know why but kept your mouth shut regardless. Watching Shinso take a step toward you before he had shot his scarf forward, you rolled underneath it. His gaze widened as you dodged him.

“You’re a lot more agile than expected.”

“She’s gorgeous.”

His prodding at your abilities slightly upset you but you knew it was just to get you to talk. Dodging him would get you nowhere the more you thought about it so you allowed him to grab you. A few groans came from your classmates at your capture, but the only one who knew what you were doing was Midoriya. The closer you were pulled to Shinso, the more your features came into his vision.

He gazed directly into your eyes, completely entranced. His attention completely diverted to you, his grip loosened a little. Shinso had completely forgotten about the current fight going on between you two and just noticed all of your little features. From every strand of hair sticking out, to how soft your lips looked. It wasn’t a romance movie, but damn he sure hoped it was, because he could kiss you right there and then if it were. Except that’s not what he got.

Why would Midoriya not let you talk? Why did your brain feel like it had static electricity going through it as soon as you touched him? Narrowing your eyes, you had figured it out.

“Are you going to keep staring at me or fight me, rookie?” You taunted Shinso.

“Wha-?” Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes went blank and his scarf dropped, leaving you back on your feet.

You let out a little giggle, waving your hand in front of his face while he stood still. Aizawa sighed, looking at you.

“Just finish this.”

Shrugging a little, you spun and roundhouse kicked him, knocking him out.

“You could’ve just told him to tap out!” Iida was yelling at you, completely shocked.

“Too much?” You looked toward your teacher, who had raised eyebrows but didn’t say anything about it.

“Take him to Recovery Girl, please.”

With a nod, you scooped him up with a soft groan, carrying him inside the school.

“Holy fuck, you’re heavy. What the hell?” While talking to yourself, that’s when you noticed his muscles. You hadn’t exactly had time to look him up and down during the fight like this, only a quick glance to get an idea of how he fought. Even given your strength, he still had you stumbling to Recovery GIrl’s office.

“Hi, deari-, oh. Oh my.” Recovery Girl had you set Shinso down on a bed before giving him a large kiss on the cheek.

Shisno stirred on the bed slightly, but stayed unconscious. Biting at your lips, you plopped down in a chair beside his bed.

“Shouldn’t you get back to class?” Recovery Girl asked you.

“I should, yeah. But, I was the one who K.O.’d him, I thought I should be here when he wakes up.”

In reality, you just wanted to be here when he wakes up to get to know him, albeit he might have a bit of trouble answering whatever you asked. Time ticked by as Aizawa took a glance at his watch. Knowing you, he thought you had probably just stay back with him. The clock seemed to be going at a snail’s pace to you, yet it had been hours and Shinso was still asleep.

Leaning on your hand, you closed your eyes and tried to just listen to the birds outside to pass time. Before you could fall asleep, a little cough came from your left side.

“Shinso?” You turned your head to him quickly, watching him stir.

Colors came into his view slowly as he opened his eyes and blinked rapidly.

“H-Huh?”

“Hey. Are you okay?” You were slightly concerned about him, until he sat up and shook off the affects of Recovery Girl’s quirk.

“Yeah, just tired. Who won?”

“Uh…me. You kinda just blanked out and then I-” You made a slight gesture to signal you knocked him out.

It was like time was in slow motion when he looked at you. The sparkle of your eyes when you talked about your victory, down to how soft your lips looked. If he could just-.

“...aaaand yeah, I won.” You finished rambling on about how you were victorious and finally noticed how he stared at you.

You saw his tired eyes soften when he stared at you and comfortable silence came between you two.

“ I’m sorry, you’re just so-.” Shinso started.

With a raised eyebrow, you urged him to continue. It was like his head had gone blank when you looked at him. But, he couldn’t help being stunned by your beauty. The way the sunset began shining on your skin through the windows had him melting. He couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to run his hands along you while he would hold you close to him. He couldn’t help but feel like something should happen between the two of you, even though it had barely been a day.

“You’re just so fucking beautiful.” He uttered.

Face now hot, you let out a small giggle before thanking him.

“Not too bad yourself, Shinso.”

He loved the way his name sounded coming out of your mouth and he wants to hear it endlessly. He wished he could record you saying it and play it on repeat, your voice was lovely to him.

“Hitoshi.”

“Hm?”

“Call me Hitoshi.” Shinso stated.

“O-Oh, well, thank you…Hitoshi.”

His eyes could roll back into his head with the way you said his name. It was so soft, so delicate, so you.

“I’d say getting knocked out just before a first date is a first for me.” He rubbed the back of his head a bit, hissing.

“I said I’m sorr-. Wait, what?”

With a smirk, he leaned back on his hands. Your body language gave it away almost immediately when you first talked when he woke up that you were interested in him.

“How’s Saturday sound?”

“U-Um, yeah. That sounds good.” Your heart was suddenly racing. Did he know you thought he was attractive? No, you literally just met.

“Good, now apologize to Mr. Aizawa for knocking his favorite out.”

“Favorite!? Excuse you, you are not-!” Before you could finish your objection, he had waved you away with a playful chuckle.

You gave a slight eye roll before leaving the room, closing the door to Recovery Girl’s office and letting out a deep breath. A sudden giddy feeling came over you, making you jump up and down as if you were a child who got their favorite candy. You smiled to yourself, clutching at your chest.

“Hitoshi.”

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deleteddewewted · 8 months

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Trans! Shinso Headcanons

Shinso x Gn! Reader

W/n: This is something I've hc for a long time but also something I've talked to a mutual about. Shinso gives some gender envy.

W: Insecurity, Shinso has parents (Not Eraserhead), Mentions of Transphobia, Intersex Character, Mentions of Needles (Not Graphic/Testosterone injections), Puppy love, Body worship (non-sexual), Mentions of therapy, Depression, Medication Usage

Commissions: Open! (You can commission me on Ko-fi!)

His parents were always upfront with him about him being intersex.

They wanted him to have a choice about who he was and what he wanted to do his health.

The world around them was safer and more understanding since quirks began to appear.

But it wasn't a 100% guarantee that people would be loving or embracing.

Bigotry and hate still prevailed and people maintained divided regarding mutants and quirk types.

They knew that if their child was going to be part of a unique demographic, they would rather their kid be prepared to face it rather than deny themselves from seeking their happiness.

So they did everything they could to make life enjoyable for.

They wen with what their doctor said and allowed Shinso to grow up unique himself.

They gave him the freedom to choose the clothes he wanted to wear and what toys he wanted to play with.

If he wanted to wear dresses they'd let him. If he wanted to have his haircut short they'd cut it short for him.

He was allowed to experiment and enjoy his childhood.

It was the outside world that was a little harder to navigate.

He would wear pink at times just because the color was stimulating to him.

He'd wear bows in his hair alongside his school uniform and he'd get teased for it by his classmates.

He couldn't understand why or the reasons behind the comments his classmates would make about him.

He remembered just feeling hurt and uncomfortable wearing certain items of clothing after the fact, at least in public.

As he entered middle school things started to fall into place for him.

He liked it when people would call a boy or a "young man".

He enjoyed presenting as more masculine and he enjoyed doing things that labeled him "manly".

But he still liked the more feminine things from his childhood.

He would buy makeup and his parents would encourage him to wear whatever he wanted.

He would paint his nails and would do his mother's nails too just because he found it relaxing.

He started using "he" and "him" pronouns.

It felt right. He felt right.

His parents took him to speak with his therapist and see what they could do to better support him since he was nearing puberty and it would create more complications with his quirk and his hormones.

They then took him to his doctors and had all the options listed out for them on what they could do to help him.

He was put on puberty blockers and was later on given testosterone.

The year before entering UA was an event in itself.

He was smaller compared to his other classmates.

He was thin and lanky with a little bit of peach fuss on his face.

Everyone was so fantastical and outgoing while he was the guy with an awkward smile and a raspy laugh.

He felt out of place again but it was now for two reasons.

His quirk was the thing that people focused on the most and it made him both self-conscious and resentful.

He wondered what life would be like if he hadn't developed his quirk. On other days, he asked if it would be easier to just be the villain others made him out to be.

It got bad for the first few weeks into UA.

He switched his dosage for his antidepressants and it caused him to get drowsier.

He could barely focus on his classes and he isolated himself from his class.

Nothing felt right and nothing felt good.

He hated how he looked and he loathed that he wasn't his "heroic" classmate.

He hated that he wasn't as defined or as muscled as his male classmates.

All of it. All of it took him into a deep depression and dark thoughts began to consume him.

He wanted to stop wearing his binders and he wanted to stop taking his hormones.

He just wanted everything to stop.

He just wanted to have a moment to breathe.

Shinso started taking his bike out with him on long rides around his neighborhood and on the weekends he would go out to a trail and just ride.

He was happy with the isolation and he felt like he had fresh air whenever he was far away from other people.

He liked it better this way.

He liked the loneliness because there was no judgment and no pressure.

And yet you turned that around when you came into his life.

When you came into his life it was like something had knocked the air out of him.

Your smile was infectious and your pretty eyes were the most mesmerizing thing in the world to him.

He knew he looked bizarre and out of place even among a sea of students with a variety of physical differences. He knew his presence was intimidating, but you, you were something else entirely.

You were so unique.

You lived your life in a way he did not think possible. You didn't care about what others thought about you or the way you dressed.

You spoke your mind, you embraced the flattering and unflattering aspects of your quirk.

You were free from the confines of teen angst and social pressure.

You looked comfortable in your skin.

You looked like the breath of fresh air he had been looking for.

He followed you around and sat next to you whenever he could even though he wouldn't say anything to you.

His face would get red just being near you and he'd subconsciously improve his posture and puff up his chest to impress you.

Was it kinda of cringe? Sure. Did you find it cute? Yes.

He'd offer up his class notes to you so you could study them if you felt lost during the lectures and he'd even draw silly cat doodles on a piece of paper just to leave them on your desk for you to find.

He was whipped by just how nice you were and how understanding you were with him.

You were always talking to him even if he didn't talk back.

You never asked him about his quirk and you'd never point out his scrawny physic.

You did mention his mustache that was starting to come in. You said it was cute and that he'd looked good with a mustache.

He was so flattered and felt so validated. You made him feel like he was good enough for you despite the fact everyone kept telling him that his quirk with yours wasn't compatible.

He felt good just being around you.

He liked getting compliments from you and you liked being around him.

You both grew closer and eventually, he started asking you to come over to his house to hang out and eventually ended up staying the night over multiple times throughout the week.

You learned a lot about him just by spending time at his place.

You liked cuddling with his stuffed cat plushie and you liked that his room had this playful feel to it.

He wasn't big on decoration but he had posters of his favorite movies and music bands all over the walls. He had those sticky stars and planet glow-in-the-dark stickers on the ceiling right on top of his bed.

He was also pretty open about his transition. (He told you he was trans and after another sleepover at his place he told you he was intersex.)

He would share his things with you like clothes and menstrual products since he always kept extra just in case.

You both would go shopping together and on more than one occasion he has asked you for your input on what binders he should get among other things.

He asked you if you would be ok with being in the room with him when he had to take his testosterone injections.

You both fell into a natural and almost domestic relationship and be it that he hadn't outright asked you out you both just started treating each other as partners.

You were exclusive with him and he was the same way with you.

Once he started bulking up from his training with Eraserhead, he started gaining confidence that wasn't really there.

He was more comfortable being shirtless around you. He even started sleeping without a shirt on when you stayed the night.

And because of this, he decided he was finally going to ask you out officially.

He was nervous of course. You were his first everything. You were the only person who he felt was his support besides his parents and the few friends he had managed to make along his journey to join the hero course.

You'd reassure him and reaffirm him on the things he was doing even if you didn't fully understand why he was doing them.

So as you both lay in his bed cuddling and trying to sleep, he whispered to you just how much you mean to him.

"You've been there for me since we've met and you've ever asked me to explain myself to you. You accepted me for who I was and that's something I've only had happened to me just a few times in my life. I can breathe with you here. I don't feel trapped or stuck anymore."

He took a big gulf before kissing the back of your neck and pressing himself closer to you.

"I love you more than words could describe and I wanted to ask you if you would officially be my partner. I couldn't envision a future in which I'm not with you and you're not with me." He waited in what felt like hours of silence before you answered him with a soft yes.

You both stayed together, wrapped in each other's arms excited to see what the future would hold for you and in your newly established relationship.

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