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#shinsou hitoshi drabble
gardenofnoah · 10 months
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hello bea i am bereft of ideas but think you should write the most self indulgent thing you can because moving and new job is hard and you deserve it. what if you had a nice time at a lake???
you move easily through the water to get to Hitoshi. you think you’d wade through concrete if it meant you could be in his orbit.
and in it you are, because he’s adept at drawing you near. he’s in up to his chest, and when you get close enough he reaches for you.
“hi,” he murmurs, bending to kiss your forehead. the water laps at both of you and he holds you steady. tethered to him and weightless.
he walks backwards until the water is shallow enough that he can sit on the rocky lakebed without his head going under, and then he does just that. he keeps you held to him and it makes you giggle.
“i feel like a baby otter.”
hitoshi laughs, smoothing a hand over your hair. “you kind of look like one too.”
“hey!”
“what?” he grins, catching your hands before they can swat at him, “you do. cute and fuzzy.”
you grumble but relent, laying your head back down. his heartbeat, with the gentle lapping of the water against your back and the fading heat of the sun, is enough to lull you to sleep. you’d let it, but something about the feeling that wraps itself around your bones makes you want to sit in it a little longer.
“you hungry, baby?”
“mm. maybe,” you sigh, nestling into the hair that litters his chest. “if you make something.”
he snorts, dipping his head to kiss the crown of yours. he lingers there, and you know he wants to be in this moment a little longer, too.
“as you wish, my liege.”
neither one of you move—you won’t, until the growling of your stomach becomes so offensively loud that hitoshi tows you out of the water and back up to the cabin over his shoulder. the urge to care for you will win out, as it always does—and you can’t really say you mind.
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frickingnerd · 8 months
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comparing hand sizes with shinsou
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pairing: hitoshi shinsou x gn!reader
a/n: just a little drabble for shinsou <3
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"your hands are so big…"
you mumbled as you pressed your palms against your best friend's hand, comparing the sizes of your two hands, while shinsou just leaned back and watched you, with an amused smile on his lips. 
"is this your way of subtly hinting that you want to hold my hand? because it’s quite cute…"
he teased, intertwining his fingers with you and pulling your hands closer towards him. 
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sugarlywhispers · 5 months
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@hitoshisbf I KNOOOW, I'M ASHAMED OF MYSELF. SHINSOU DESERVES ALL THE BLOWJOBS I MEAN THE LOVE♡
Lool, here it is~ c;
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When you decided to call your man as you walked home from work, knowing he was at the gym at that hour, you expected anything. Music, loud noises, even people talking loudly.
However, you weren't expecting... that.
A grunted moan, followed by, "Hey, gorgeous... ugh... how's your day? Mmh..."
You stopped walking, mind trying to comprehend what you just heard.
"Umm, good?" You knew your tone sounded more like a question than an affirmation, and so did him.
Shinsou Hitoshi laughed in a breath, followed by another pant and a mmh that now made you press your thighs together. "Are you asking me, baby? Fuck..." and the sound of dropping a big weight was heard.
The sudden thought of him doing those noises while laying over you, your legs around his slim waist and fingers grabbing his strong biceps, his dick so deep buried into you that the only coherent thought would be "more".
And now you were definitely clenching, in need of him.
You slapped yourself mentally to gather your thoughts back together. Looking around to see if anybody noticed your sudden hornyness for this man that was driving you crazy.
A hand slides throughout your locks as you resume your walking, "Shit... Sorry I called, I just wanted to ask if you want some fuck, shit, no, I mean, if you want tonight some dinner, EAT dinner at my place tonight?"
The grumbled of his breathed laugh was felt in your spine, traveling tour whole body even though he wasn't physically behind you, "You said tonight, twice." Another pant.
You gulped.
Jesus, this man was...
"Dinner and fuck, sounds like a plan to me, bub."
You almost tripped. "I didn't..."
"Oh, yes, you did... And I'm definitely gonna have my way with you," his voice sounded breathy, but his flirty tone was there. Torturing you like he always did.
Fuck. You want him so badly it's making you go insane.
You bit your lower lip looking around you to see if there's enough people paying attention or close enough to hear what you're about to say.
"If you can make those sounds again... you can have desert first."
You could picture his side smirk, breathy pants as he completely stops what he's doing, and said, "Deal."
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angelshimaa · 6 months
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thinking about shinso who finds himself in love with you so suddenly. gn!reader, established relationship (hinted at it being new-ish)
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one would assume someone like him would take his time easing into falling in love— he seemed like the type to take the stairs instead, taking care to dip his toes into it before he fully commits to the dive. hell, he thought so too.
then again, he never really could be sure about the way his heart worked when it came to you.
your head rests against his shoulder as lazy conversation drifts through his bedroom. you try to hang onto every single word you exchange, but you can't help how your eyelids droop so heavily, as if carrying the weight of the world.
it doesn't help just how comfortable his bed is.
“y/n? are you listening?” his voice sounds like liquid gold, so attractive in how effortlessly smooth it is. you force your eyes open, humming as if you were listening.
shinso's head is turned to look down at you and it's then that he notices just how tired you are. it's been a long day and he'd missed talking to you and hearing the sound of your voice, but he hadn't realised just how heavy the exhaustion weighed on you.
“why didn't you say you were tired, hm?”
your yawn is wide and long— so very cute to him— and you blink slowly up at him. “‘missed you, ‘toshi. i wanted to hear all you had to say— sleep can wait a bit.” your words are slightly slurred, but there's something about them that makes him feel so touched.
“well, clearly it can't.” his grin is lazy, and your lips do their best to pull back in an equally lazy smile. even with the heavy lidding of your eyes, you look at him in a way that still has him jittery— the kind of jittery that threatens to jump out of his chest and sing like every love story does.
“no no no no no, it can. keep talkin’, pretty boy— i’m listenin’.” the ‘pretty boy’ has the jitters coming in stronger, and he laughs— the light sort of laugh that suits soft moments like this.
“the ‘pretty boy’ will talk again tomorrow— now, let's sleep.” you don't have it in you to protest— nor do you want to, with the way your body feels ready to collapse.
it doesn't take very long for the two of you to settle comfortably under the sheets, and shinso just can't take his eyes off of you. with heavy eyelids and slurred words, you seem drunk off something and it amuses him.
the two of you face each other, and the purple of his eyes is almost hypnotising in how it traces over you. framed by deep eyebags, you don't think you've seen prettier eyes in all your life.
“g'night, ‘toshi. pretty pretty ‘toshi with the pretty eyes,” you giggle a little at your words, and the way you gaze at him has his heart thumping in a heavier manner than he's used to.
“sleep well, babe,” is all he can muster— his mind is too preoccupied with the beauty of you to say anything else. dear lord, you make him so very nervous.
shinso stays awake while you give way to sleep, trying to understand the strangeness in his heartbeat, the wonder swimming in his veins and the content pooling into his stomach. he's never called it what it is before— but tonight has made him aware that he just might start doing exactly that.
there wasn't anything better to call it, anyway— ‘love’ has never fitted a singular person so well before.
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uravichii · 1 year
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4:17 AM ー shinsou hitoshi
genre: fluff, heavy comfort in the end, self-indulgent !!
cw: (1) mention of "ma'am" i'm so sorry it sounded cute i couldn't help it. that's the only gendered term here tho :') this is for all u tired smarty pants girlies im giving u a bf who'll stay up with u 😡
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shinsou hitoshi's favorite thing to do is staying up with you throughout every single one of your all-nighters.
whether it's for an exam, a shit ton of homework, or a group project which, for some reason, you're finishing all by yourselfー he's plopped there on your bed, perfectly behaved and quiet as you threatened asked him to be.
when you ask him why he's so insistent on accompanying you during these ungodly hours when you can't even give him a scrap of your attention at all due to your heavy workload, he simply shrugs and says:
"'ts fine. can't sleep in my own room anyway." hitoshi's lips slightly curve into a smirk. "plus, i like watching over you. you pout when you're focusedー did you know that? cutest shit ever."
you roll your eyes as you turn back to your laptop, frowning at the heaps of unfinished work left. "well, if you bother me, i'm throwing you out of my room, alright?"
"yes, ma'am." he obliges. "coffee service is an exception though, right? back rubs too... if that's not a bother."
you whip your head back at him with tearful puppy eyes of gratitude. it's taking everything in you not to mount your boyfriend right now and pepper his face with little kisses.
he snorts at your adorable expression.
"stop. don't look at me like that. i'm gonna want to snuggle with you, and you won't get any work done." he chuckles softly as you swivel your chair back to your desk. "let me know if you want anything else."
a few hours and two cups of coffee later, he's still there, watching as you hunch over your desk, nimble fingers typing incessantly on your laptop with the occasional cursing of familiar names under your breathー he's guessing you're carrying a whole group project by yourself again.
he glances at the time on his phone, and being the ridiculously observant boyfriend that he is, he knows the exact second you're about to say:
"okay!" you hoist yourself up, slamming your hands on your desk. it doesn't startle your poor boyfriend anymore at this point.
"power nap?" he guesses.
"just for 20 minutes."
"alright, c'mere."
you collapse into his open arms, melting into him as he instinctively starts rubbing circles on your back. he peeks at your already closed eyes. "hey, you set a timer yet?"
your eyes snap open, "oh right." you pull out your phone and clumsily make a few taps before you toss it away, not even bothering to turn it off. "'kay done. g'night."
hitoshi glances at the bright screen. "uh. sorry to break it to you, y/n, but i don't think typing typing '430' on your calculator's gonna wake you up."
"fuck." you jolt up and grab your phone again.
hitoshi watches as you make a second attempt to set an alarm, which seems to have magically disappeared from your phone.
"that's... that's the calendar, babe."
and then another attempt,
"you're dialing 430?"
"well, i can't find the damnー" you shove the phone to him and whine, "you do it!"
he snickers before pulling you closer, caging you in his long limbs and obligingly pulling the phone from your hands "alright, alright. i'll wake you up. you just take a nap right here, hm?" he gently pats your cheek twice before kissing your forehead. hitoshi has always had a habit of babying you when you're all sleepy and snug like this.
he doesn't actually let the alarm go off. you're obviously exhausted, burnt out, and a tad irritatedー the last thing you ever need is having your power nap cut short with that god-awful noise.
instead, you're woken up by your boyfriend rhythmically smoothing his palm down your arm, planting featherlight kisses across your sleeping face.
"y/n. babe, wake up." he gently lifts you up until you're sat up on the bed, your back laid flat against his chest as he wraps his arms around your waist. he props his chin on your shoulder and coos, "sleepyhead. c'mon, you can get all snuggly and cute with me when you're done. right now, you gotta get up and get that gorgeous brain working again. you're not done yet, are you?"
he presses one last kiss on your cheek before you eventually (and reluctantly) rise from the bed, dragging your languid feet across the floor until you reach your desk and start working again almost instantly.
you hear the pads of his feet across the hardwood floor as he walks over to you, draping his heavy arms around you and brushing his thumb against your shoulder, "coffee?"
you give him a tired smile in response.
this cycle repeats two more timesー you crawling in his arms for another power nap, him waking you up in the sweetest, most gentle way possible, and you rising from the bed like a zombie, getting increasingly worn out until you finally stop typing and pass everything barely on time.
you slip into hitoshi's arms again and nuzzle your face against his chest, "'t's done." you mumble, your exhaustion draining out your energy to even enunciate your words.
"really? that's good then." he strokes the back of your head, pulling you closer by your waist. "you okay?"
you instantly start weeping. "no, i'm so tired. i'm so fucking tired. i'm dying. i can't do this anymore. that group project took up so much of my time so i couldn't write my own essay well. i just bullshitted my way for the last two paragraphs. it's awful."
"hey, you never write anything awful, y/n. it's physically impossible for the y/n to write a bad sentence." he continues petting your head as he consoles you.
"i justー" you mumble, your voice muffled by his hoodie as you press your face against his chest, "i could've done a lot better if i had more time."
hitoshi sighs, soothingly rubbing circles on your back. he wishes people didn't expect so much of you. never mind how intelligent and reliable you areー he's sick of people exhausting you like this. aren't you tired, even a little bit, of people constantly taking more than what you can give?
hitoshi's lips pressed on the top of your head as he ponders.
"hey." he calls.
"hm?"
"what if i... extend the deadline for that essay? you know, 'convince' your teacher to set a more reasonable one."
you raise your head to meet his eyes. "what?"
he clears his throat, avoiding your concerned gaze, "what if i brainwashed your teacherー"
"no, i get what you were saying, but i don't think that's a good idea, hitoshi." you frown.
"look, if you're not on board with it, i won't force it. i can't help you with these essays, can i? no one writes as good as you, so i'm just trying to help in any way i can."
"but hitoshi, that's notー" a yawn interrupts your sentence, brimming your eyes with tears. you easily surrender to sleep and snuggle back on his chest, "yeah, you know what? do that. fuck them."
your uncaring teachers be damned. count in your group mates that may as well be dead weights too. sleep and your sweet boyfriend felt less irksome to think about. you'll worry about everything later.
hitoshi snorts at your easy submission, hugging your waist even tighter as he whispers sweetly in your ear, his voice deep and tired, "i love you." he presses a kiss behind your ear, "if only i was half as smart and brilliant as you, i would've helped you with these thingsー you know that, right? if i could write essays as well as you do and my talents were on par with yours, i would've helped you a lot more."
he lowers his head to peek at your adorable, sleepy face before attacking your cheek and neck with smooches, "but you write such beautiful sentencesー how do you do that? what's your secret?" you giggle, both from the validation and his loud smooches.
silence settles over you as you catch your breath from that burst of laughter. he gently strokes the back of your head, feeling comfort himself at the steady rise and fall of your chest against his.
a sleepy mumble of "i love you." was all you could utter to your boyfriend before you start to drift offー you'll coddle him in the morning when you have the energy.
hitoshi smooths your hair back and presses a soft kiss on your forehead. "i love you too. i'm proud of you, okay? if you ever feel like no one acknowledges how hard you work everyday, just know that i'm here, and i see you every single timeー i've never missed an all-nighter, have i?" he snickers, "no matter how delirious and insane you get during these hours, i'm always there."
you chuckle softly and sigh, brushing your thumb softly against his arm.
"hitoshi?"
"yeah? what is it?"
you pause in hesitation, but you say it anyway. hitoshi would love the idea more than you already do.
"what if you brainwashed my group mates too?"
hitoshi smirks proudly. this is when he knows you've been spending way too much time with him.
"give me their names first thing in the morning, babe. i got you."
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bakubunny · 7 months
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🤲🧎🏻‍♀️kindly asking for shinso + "don't give me that look" and/or "i haven't even touched you and you're already this wet" 😵‍💫🥵
HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY 🥳💜💜
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“i haven’t even touched you…” is one of my all time faves. 😩 i’ll gladly fill this request! and thank you!! happy early birthday to you too! i made this a birthday date with shin to celebrate you. ☺️
side note: i used sir as a title/honorific, but if you don’t want that, let me know and i’ll change it.
hope this was worth the wait! 💜
cw: aged up characters, teasing, sir as title, fingering, pet names: baby, kitten, pretty girl, good girl
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When he’d brought you here, he truly had no intention of getting you so worked up. It was supposed to be a fun, innocent date with your boyfriend. A cute date with popcorn and candy at a drive in theater for your birthday. but with Hitoshi, things weren’t always that simple.
Everything started out great. You’d bought your car ticket ahead of time for the Friday night double feature: Scream and Don’t Breathe, perfect for a crisp October night snuggled up in the backseat of his car with blankets and pillows on either side of the two of you. With the radio set to the right frequency to hear the movie and your favorite goodies nearby, the first movie started rolling.
Hitoshi’s arm was wrapped around your shoulder, and you leaned in to his embrace to get comfortable. He thought it was adorable the way you jumped just a little with wide eyes at a movie you’d both seen several times; even though the movie was a predictable watch at this point, it still got you enough for him to notice you subtle movements and small gasps. And come to think of it, he did love hearing you gasp. His pants got a little tighter thinking of how he’d made you gasp and moan the night before with your fingers curled in his hair….
You leaned forward to grab your drink from the cup holders and you just looked too damn cute, enraptured by the film on screen. His large hand slid down your spine and rubbed the small of your back for a moment and moved back up around your shoulder. The credits of the first movie began, signaling the intermission, when you felt Hitoshi’s gaze.
“Happy birthday, pretty girl. Is this the extravagant night you’d hoped for?” His eyes were playful as he looked down at you.
“I’d say so. I get to be snuggled up with you watching movies. What more could I ask for?” you replied.
Hitoshi’s brow lifted slightly, a grin curled around his lips as he leaned in. “I can think of a few things….”
You smiled as your lips met, his hand moving up to cradle your face. His kiss was tender for a moment, but as you continued it shifted to firm and wanting as his tongue slid over yours. Hitoshi groaned into your mouth.
"Come here," he said, pulling you into his lap so you straddled him.
Hidden by the dark of night and slightly tinted windows, he took your face in his hands and kissed you once again. A shiver of need ran down your spine the deeper he pulled you. From the way his thumb stroked your cheek at first to the way he massaged the back of your neck as he kissed you, every movement he made had heat pooling between your legs. You felt a smile on his lips when a small groan left your own.
Warm kisses trailed down your jaw to your ear as your breath fell shallow. You wanted to stop him as his mouth descended on your neck, and you almost did. Hitoshi knew how sensitive your neck was. But it was hard to think when intense pleasure shot through your body as he latched on to every tender place he could, kissing, sucking, licking in a way that made your eyes roll as you whimpered.
“Baby, please,” you said, half-heartedly pushing him away.
“What is it, kitten?” Hitoshi teased between kisses. “Is everything alright?”
You gripped his shoulder tighter as his teeth grazed your neck. “You already know.”
One of his hands ran down to your thigh, digging his fingers into your flesh. “Tell me anyways. I want to hear it.”
“I… I’m gonna want more if you keep it up, and we really shouldn’t do this here,” you replied.
His hands slipped under your sweater and unclipped your bra. “Just let me play with your tits while we wait for the next movie, yeah?”
Heat rushed to your groin and flushed your cheeks. “Fine, just while we wait.”
Hitoshi took your tits in his large hands, massaging them before dipping his head to slip a nipple In between his lips with a groan. His tongue ran over the swollen bud as he sucked, pinching and playing with your other nipple in his hand. Another moan left your throat as your hips wanted to buck into the swelling bulge in his pants.
Hitoshi grabbed you by the hip. “No. Stay still for me.”
You groaned, but did as he asked while he took your other tit into his mouth. A subtle throb built between your thighs the longer he stayed. As the minutes passed and he continued to tease relentlessly, your whimpers got louder. The second movie eventually started, but Hitoshi didn’t let up. You squirmed in his grasp in an attempt to get away, desperate to find relief from the wet ache in your cunt.
“‘Toshi,” you whined. “It’s starting.”
“But you sound so pretty, baby. I don’t wanna stop,” he replied.
With that he continued, much to your pleasure or dismay, you weren’t sure. Your breath was heavy as you clung to him, little threads and shocks of pleasure running through your body.
You groaned. “You gotta stop or I need you to touch me or something. I can’t take it.”
Hitoshi ignored you, even with a gentle tug on his hair.
“S-sir, please,” you said softly, “I need you.”
He pulled his head up to look at you and smirked, your cheeks flushed with eyes begging for anything he’d be willing to give.
“That’s my girl. Jeans off for me,” he said.
You quickly pulled them off and leaned back against the pillows lining the car door. You’d thought that, after he’d spent so damn long on your tits, making you writhe in his arms, that the teasing was over. But no.
Hitoshi’s hands slid up your thighs as he kissed you. He somehow managed to maneuver his body so that his head was between your thighs. He trailed each one with kisses from your knees all the way to the innermost part of your thighs. His lips ghosted across your cunt in anticipation, but never quite got there. With more slowness than you thought necessary, he pulled off your panties to claim his red, swollen little prize.
“Fuck, kitten, just look at you…. You’re dripping for me and I haven’t even touched you,” Hitoshi said.
His lips met yours once more. You whined into his mouth when he ran his fingers along your folds before finally sliding them into your cunt. Fingers slightly curled, he sated the ache of your body with a hard, steady pace as you made out. Your legs quivered and you moaned as you came, shockwaves of pleasure rolling down your body. He brought his hand from your cunt to your lips and you took what was offered, cleaning off his fingers between your lips.
“Such a good girl….” Hitoshi said, leaning in for another kiss.
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daisiescomelate · 2 months
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Hi I don't know if your requests are open or who you write for, but if you write for Shinsou can I get a Shinsou in love headcanon list? ♡
Hello!! I've never written Shinsou before but I'll try :3 It's a little bit longer than the post about Katsuki in love but I hope you like it ❤️
A/N: Shinsou always striked me as an overthinker.
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💜 Shinsou in love is very self aware. He was quick to admit to himself that you were his type since the moment he saw you from a distance, and even if it made him feel troubled, he noticed pretty much immediately when those feelings started to develop as something else, something more.
💜 Shinsou in love had never approached someone he liked before so he was kind of awkward the whole time until he decided there was nothing else he could do other than gather some courage and tap on your shoulder to just say whatever.
💜 Shinsou in love made a total of two attempts to strike a conversation with you, but because you didn’t completely understand how his quirk worked you got caught by it almost instantly both times. It was too embarrassing for him, embarrassing to the point he didn’t want to risk it again a third time; and to make things worse, it made him fall a little bit self conscious about his quirk like in the old times.
💜 Shinsou in love who dropped any thoughts of ever going to get anywhere with you because of this issue, and decided to let his crush die with time.
💜 Shinsou in love who never expected to be the type to experience a pinch in his heart when seeing his crush from afar.
💜 Shinsou in love who after a few months thought of a different approach because giving up so soon seemed a bit lame. He came up with the idea of getting closer to you by trying to get along with the people who were usually around you and with whom he didn’t mind messing up with. He failed. He had never been the popular type, anyways –people were usually scared of him for being the quiet, serious guy with the bad attitude.
💜 Shinsou in love who called it quits and told himself this wasn’t that big of a deal.
💜 Shinsou in love who eventually stopped checking social media as often as he usually did because you kept popping out on his feed. He didn’t want to block you or unfollow you because he didn’t want you to get the wrong idea. He got a new hobby instead, doing crafts. He wasn’t that good at it either to be honest, but he needed something to kill time –and to keep his mind busy, distract himself.
💜 Shinsou in love who began to avoid places you usually frequented because any progress he felt he made about overcoming his crush shattered the moment he saw you somewhere.
💜 Shinsou in love who accidentally made friends with someone you knew on a random day. He found out when that person introduced you to him during a friend’s night out and he couldn't believe his luck.
💜 Shinsou in love whose heart squeezed and whose stomach did a little flip when after a few outs together he realized you had learn about how to communicate with him without falling for his quirk. He suspected your common friend taught you how, after noticing the way Shinso went quiet around you not to set you up by accident.
💜 Shinsou in love who made his best to keep his face from showing what finally being able to have silly, random conversations with you did to him.
💜 Shinsou in love whose number you got from the group chat and you messaged once to send him a video you talked about to him during lunch.
💜 Shinsou in love who, despite himself, since then tried to come up with endless excuses to keep texting you in your private chat.
💜 Shinsou in love who at last found himself staring at his ceiling at three in the morning on a random thursday, his phone screen lighting up the dark of his room. He had realized what he felt for you was beyond a crush after he caught himself rereading for the third time the texts you two had been sending to each other until late hours of the night, when it became too hard for you to stay up and you had to apologize to go to bed.
💜 Shinsou in love who felt his chest hurt, laying on his bed and covering his eyes with both hands, trying to think how to get himself out of this mess. What hunted him the most was the fact that you were as nice and dedicated to everyone as you were to him. It was quite obvious to him that you just saw him as a friend.
💜 Shinsou in love that couldn’t think of confessing without feeling like he was overstepping and putting you into an awkward position.
💜 Shinsou in love who tried once again to swallow his feelings but started to feel suffocated by them.
💜 Shinsou in love who never expected to be this kind of a coward.
💜 Shinsou in love who stood up, turned his nightlight on and grabbed pen and paper, and told himself to just ‘get it over with’.
💜 Shinsou in love who wrote his confession in the form of an apology and put it on his pocket. He told himself he had one week to give this to you because if he kept delaying this whole deal there was no way his feelings wouldn’t eventually mess with your friendship.
💜 Shinsou in love who gave you the letter feeling like an idiot one night outside of a restaurant after having dinner with your group of friends. As he handed it over, he told you that if you decided not to bring up the letter after that night he would know what it meant, and would do his best not to ever mention it again either.
💜 Shinsou in love who got startled when you suddenly jumped to hug him without even looking at the letter. You knew exactly what it said without reading it because of the way he avoided your eyes while he handed it to you, and because you felt exactly the same way.
💜 Shinsou in love who after his initial shock hugged you back and buried his nose on your neck.
💜 Shinsou in love who got just a tiny bit emotional about it but will forever deny it.
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k-atsukibakugou · 17 days
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HELLO LOVER
for your wittle event i am asking for hanky panky with… shinsou 😔 (also i love u bye)
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HELLO LOVER!!!!!! thank u so much and im so so so sorry, i wrote this with my dick i can't even lie i don't remember half of this tw: toxic relationship + fingering (f!receiving) birthday bash intro + rules + menu | event masterlist
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fuck. fuck. fuck. “fuuuck,”
you ignore his chuckle when he shushes you, pressing a chaste kiss to the red mark at the side of your throat, his tongue already gliding over your skin before you can even fumble with the lock on the cubicle door. desperately, you clutch at his shoulders, blunt nails bruising the skin beneath his dark shirt when he nipped beneath your jaw again, sucking at the skin beneath your ear just to hear you suck in a hiss, revelling in how it hadn’t changed; he could still drive you crazy, could still cloud your mind with a single well-placed kiss.
fuck. you’d been so good; his number was blocked, you finally deleted that burner account you used to stalk his socials two months ago, you avoided the smoke shop on the corner near your place even though they had the cutest lighters and trinkets, you dyed your hair without worrying what he’d think about it. all of that, and still you end up here.
your lips are already swollen, tender from being sucked and bitten, shinso pulling you into the bathroom before it had even been an hour since you arrived, the taste of your cocktail still on your lips when he first kissed you. dizzy, you tug at his hips, breaking the kiss to breathlessly murmur his name, your heart jumping at the taste of it on your tongue after so long.
“shh, baby, i know,” his voice is so low and so gravelly when he whispers, his warm breath against your neck sending a shiver down your spine. you’re sure you’re soaking when he pops the button of your pants, sliding his hand down your abdomen into your underwear. he shudders feeling your soft skin, taking his time to drive you insane with his slow, electric touches to your drooling cunt; every touch deliberate, avoiding where you needed him until your hips were jolting, searching for him, until it was no argument how much you needed him.
his dark eyes sent a shock of lightning into your stomach when you finally felt the tip of his fingers at your clit, your body jumping into his touch the more he teased you. always obsessed with this push and pull, he wanted you to seek his touch, his body heat, his approval, he wanted you to seek him. if your eyes weren’t squeezed shut, you’d see the way his violet eyes glimmered watching your hips chase him.
you never should have tried to avoid him; you should’ve religiously checked his posts, zooming into every detail of the picture he posted smoking in the alleyway behind the bar, you’d have seen the logo printed on his chest if you had just stalked him. you’d know he dyed his hair darker (the exact deep indigo shade you loved on him), you’d know he changed his labret to a silver ring instead of the spiked post, you would’ve known how fucking good he looked. you would’ve touched yourself looking at the pictures of him instead of this, cum on your fingers again and again until it felt as good as he did.
you could have avoided this if you didn’t try to avoid him. if you hadn’t been so good.
you can’t help the whine that leaves you when he finally gives in, sinking his fingers into your needy cunt, infuriatingly slowly, like he’s savouring the way you pulse at every knuckle. shinso’s amethyst eyes are glued to your bitten lips, admiring the way your features changes when you grind your hips into his hand, how needy you look before he’s even moved. he’s still staring at you when he curls his fingers, dragging two fingers inside you just enough to have your jaw falling slack, to get your chest heaving, to get your cunt clenching around him like it always did; to make sure nothing had changed.
“god, i missed you,” you respond with a garbled version of his name, more of a broken moan than anything, unable to spit out anything else when he started fucking you with his fingers, pressing every button he knew would wind you up, working you closer to cumming before his break was over. he knew he could, he knew you inside and out, hatred or not, he could unravel you.
“you missed me, hm?” he nudges your jaw with his nose, smiling against your skin when your eyelashes flutter against your cheek, your breath catching in your throat, “i know your pussy did.”
i hate you, i hate you, i hate you, i hate you, every time your lips part to tell him as much, you can only moan instead, spouting gratitude, begging him not to stop, your anger from every argument melting from you the more your cunt drooled, the resentment deep inside you from every argument, every break up, swirling into something else the longer he fucked his fingers into you. did they even really matter when he had your cunt pulsing? when he could make you cum with one swipe of his thumb over your clit if he wanted to. he could probably make you squirt if you weren’t cramped in this cubicle with him. he decides he will when you come home with him, decides he’s going to taste you before the inevitable argument in the morning.
“fuck, you’re so hot when you act like you don’t need me.”
you can’t entirely tell if he’s being condescending, or if he wholeheartedly thinks every break up was foreplay. if he really thought you didn’t hate him for everything he did. for everything he didn’t do. for it always ending up like this. for every single ‘never again’.
“‘s always better when you’ve been avoiding me,” you still come undone, sticky cum coating his fingers when he talks down to you, that fucking face staring back at you when you meet his eyes again.
“but you always come back, don’t you?”
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yuquinzel · 2 years
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BNHA BOYS WHEN YOU MAKE THEM FLUSTERED
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i. characters— katsuki bakugo, shoto todoroki, izuku midoriya, hitoshi shinso and denki kaminari.
ii. warnings— none, just fluff &lt;3
iii. notes— could you tell i was a little biased sjsjsksk
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BAKUGO. with a perpetual scowl on his face becomes a blushing mess when you use corny pick up lines on him. he would never get flustered if you said something suggestive ( he would rather smirk and say something even more bold ). but causally say something cheesy like "your lips look lonely, would they like to meet mine? ;o" and watch how his cheeks turn a furious red. would mask his embarassment with anger and probably yell something mean but you know he loves it.
SHOTO. who's quite dense when it comes to pick up lines, smiles and averts eyes in embarassment when you compliment him. oh how he loves it when you praise him. ruffle his hair, look him in the eyes and say he looks pretty today and he'll look at you confused, faint brush of pink blooming on his cheeks and would awkwardly mutter a quiet thank you, you too. he loves it when you say he's done a good job. boosts his confidence. might kiss you to show his thanks.
IZUKU. who's usually timid and shy would just stutter and play with his hands if you call him 'his hero'. he just loves when you encourage him and notice all his efforts. showers you in 'thanks yous' and compliments of his own. say something about how much he inspires you and how you look up to him and he'll look at you teary eyed wondering what he did to deserve an angel like you. will not be able to hold eye contact for too long because of how flustered he gets.
SHINSO. who's surprised and taken aback when you hug him and covers his face with his hands to hide his burning red cheeks. one hand on your waist holding you close and one hand just helping him hide his embarassment. he just gets shy when it comes to physical touch but loves it all the same. honestly takes time for him to get used to the rapid beats of his heart whenever you're around. another one who can't hold eye contact. totally goes weak when you call him by nicknames.
KAMINARI. i can see him trying to pin you against a wall but he was just blushing so much and probably panicked and said something stupid. doesn't get flustered as easily anymore cus you both shamelessly flirt with each other. you once shut up him by kissing him cus he was annoying you with his attempts at flirting. 100% did it again. tries to woo you with cheesy pick up lines but when you say something suggestive, would be left speechless for a hot minute and then clear his throat. lots of surprised pikachu faces.
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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
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“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.”
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intheticklecloset · 7 months
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TickleTober Day #23: Baking
ShinDeku (MHA)
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“Aww, they’re so cute!”
For a split second, Shinsou felt his cheeks flush, thinking his boyfriend was talking about him. But then his eyes fell on the sugar cookies he’d just pulled out of the oven – the ones with Halloween-themed decorations stamped onto them – and he let out a breath as he pulled off his oven mitts.
“Yeah, they are pretty cute, aren’t they?” he chuckled.
Deku’s mop of green hair popped into his vision then, followed by his wide smile and a teasing wink. “Not as cute as you, though, Toshi~”
This time, Shinsou really did blush. “W-What…?”
“Don’t think I didn’t notice~” Deku teased, poking his side. “I saw your eyes light up when you thought I was talking about you. You’re adorable.”
“What? No, they didn’t!” Shinsou retorted, tossing his mitts onto the counter and crossing his arms defiantly. “You just…caught me off-guard.”
Deku smirked, poking him again. “Come on~” And again. “Admit it.” And again, drawing a muffled squeak out of the taller boy. “You like it when I call you cute.”
“N-Nohoho, I don’t!”
“You don’t?” Deku tapped his chin in mock pondering for a moment, then suddenly dove for his boyfriend, pushing him against the wall and digging into his sides playfully. “Then maybe beautiful? Talented? Brave? Any of those doing it for you, Toshi?”
“Ahahahahahaha nohohohohoho! Izuhuhuhuhuku!”
“No? You’re really making me work for it.” Deku’s eyes then caught on one of the cooling sugar cookies and he grinned triumphantly, turning to look up at his boyfriend. “I got it! Pumpkin~”
Shinsou’s eyes widened as he cackled even harder, squirming uselessly against the wall, a mess of hysterics and blushing. “Shuhuhuhuhuhut up!”
“Ooh, that’s the one, is it?”
“Nohohohohoho!”
“Pumpkin~” Deku cooed, darting down to his boyfriend’s hips. “Won’t you smile for me, my pumpkin?”
Shinsou laughed and tossed his head back so hard he slammed it into the wall, causing Deku to immediately let up on his playful attack with a gasp.
“Oh my gosh, Toshi! Are you okay? I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have tickled you there when you were against the wall, I knew better—”
He was rambling – the perfect opportunity to get him back.
Shinsou wrapped his arms around his waist and hoisted him up with ease, flipping around so the smaller boy was against the wall now, making Deku squeal with surprise and grasp his shoulders, smiling down at him with a pink blush of his own. “Toshi?”
“Zu,” Shinsou cooed up at him, then flashed an evil smile. “You know, I need to make sure to eat healthy before I dig into these cookies…”
Deku shrieked and kicked as his boyfriend assaulted him with raspberry after raspberry to his belly and ribs, filling the kitchen with laughter as sweet as the Halloween cookies waiting to be enjoyed.
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evadoupixii · 3 months
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JUST FOR TONIGHT
You and Hitoshi fucked about four times a week if you were lucky. Between his bartending schedule and your hectic schedule as a student, it seemed like the sex was getting less and less frequent. 
Of course, it’s not like you two both liked communicating with one another when you were both free. The usual “Let’s fuck” or “I miss your tits in my mouth” text would give the green light. 
You remember when you first met him. Sitting beside him in psychology class, this was of course before he dropped out of college to pursue bartending full-time. 
You two had barely scraped the surface of getting to know each other as acquaintances before you two had started whatever relationship you were in now. You remember how it started, how the night before an eight-page psychology paper was due. You two had gotten together to revise each other's papers at your apartment, the stress of the impending due date becoming all to real.
Being the man in his profession, he suggested drinking a little to take the edge off, rummaging through your liquor cabinets, snickering at the sight of cheap half-full alcohol that littered them. You laughed and rebutted at him, expressing that being a broke college student could only take you so far. 
Hitoshi and You were now borderline drunk at this point. Whining to each other about life's stresses and saying things that would never fit the atmosphere of a regular “study session.”
This particular study session, however, ended with you on your back and your ankles wrapped around Hitoshi’s waist. You felt your juices start to pool down your thighs, the squelching noises of your pussy filling the room as he drove into you. Along with the occasional, “You’re such a good girl f’me baby.��� and “You like that yeah?” 
There were times during the sex when nothing was said. The longing look in each other’s eyes during the act usually said enough. The long drawn-out kisses down each other's bodies and caresses of each other's faces when the sun rose was enough. This was enough….right?
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frickingnerd · 1 year
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shinsou crushing on a clumsy reader
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pairing: hitoshi shinsou x gn!reader
tags: secret admirer shinsou, oblivious reader, wholesome fluff
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shinsou always had an eye on you!
he never spoke to you, never even introduced himself to you. but he was always nearby, to help you out when you were in trouble!
at first, shinsou was just interested in your class
he always wanted to be part of the hero course and he wanted to see what the people attending class 1A and 1B were like. and that's when you caught his eye. 
you weren't like the other heroes. you were strong, smart and pretty – but that wasn't what made you stick out
there were smarter and stronger people in your class, even prettier ones. no, what made shinso notice you was how clumsy you were! 
you were always tripping over your own two feet, getting lost in the hallways or forgetting things in the classroom
he often saw you running around on your own and whenever he did, he knew you would sooner or later be in trouble
so if you forgot a book in the classroom, shinsou would drop it in front of your locker or somewhere in the dorms, so you wouldn't have to go all the way back into the main building
when he noticed something in your path that could make you trip and fall, he'd get rid of it for you
he knew how clumsy you were and tried to help minimize your little accidents, so you wouldn't get hurt unnecessarily
you never knew it was thanks to shinsou that you ended up having your things on you more often than usual or that you weren't tripping as often as you used to.
and shinsou never intended to tell you about it. he wasn't doing it to earn praise
he simply wanted to help you, because that's what heroes do!
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hunterbunter3000 · 1 year
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That moment where everyone is jealous of Shinso for bagging a sexy ass black girlfriend and they couldn't get a piece of it before she was cuffed by a psycho scientist lookin' "Sleepy McSleeperson" ass mf who PURPOSELY rubs it in everyone's faces that she's his until he fucking dies and don't touch her or you will walk off a cliff.
And that moment where everyone becomes practically obsessed with their relationship; so much so that they want to be apart of it.
Should I turn this into some headcannons cause--
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kalieros · 5 months
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MDNI ~ Multifandom NSFW Cuddle HCs ~ MDNI 18+ ~
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Just for fun!! I can see multiple characters in multiple spaces with this one 💕 I did my best to make it gender neutral <3
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The all-encompassing cuddle - gives their all, either spoons or wraps their legs and arms around you in varying tangled webs of love. Will stay like this all night if you are also just as comfy. Will stroke your hair and snuggle their nose into the crook of your neck, whispering sweet affirmations and praises, giving you kisses like they haven’t touched you in years. Also 1000% ready to cuddle-fuck at any point, though - they love the idea of snuggling up behind you and lazily pull your clothes down to gently slip inside and babble the most lovingly filthy things in your ear. “Mmm, you feel so good around me, baby,” they purr into your ear, thinking how they would stay like this all night, with your sweet moans filling the air
Izuku, toshinori, fatgum, shinsou, yuuji, sasha, hinata, kenma, jirou, armin, bertoldt, maybe.. reiner
The one with ulterior motives - okay, they love to cuddle and spoon when they’re in the mood, but they are way more handsy and more likely to grope and tease. While they are just as attached as the above type, they’re more likely to always take it further. They will grab at your ass when it’s sticking out, smacking it and pulling at your clothes with a devious look in their eyes. They love to mess with you and will often tickle you and maneuver you the way they want, grinding up against you. Very playful and upfront about what they want! When you’re spooning, their hands are cupping your chest or teasing a nipple, and their kisses are anything but innocent (definitely fond of marking as well~). They’ll slip their hands around to the front of you and slide their hands below, teasing you over your clothes and getting you worked up until they’re talking you through the most intense orgasm of your life. “That’s it, work those hips for me,” they groan, watching you slide up and down on them with a tortured pace. When its time to really sleep, they will snuggle for a while but tend to prefer less contact and will likely only be sleeping near you or with less contact.
Kirishima, denki, sero, hawks, mina, nishinoya, satoru, bokuto, kuroo, tendou, atsumu, jean, connie, possibly eren
The one who “doesn’t cuddle,” but will for you - you know the type. As a general rule they’re not PDA people, they’re not too outwardly affectionate or particularly loud about much. But when it comes to you? They’re more than happy to pull you into them, let you lay on their chest so they can just have you close. They stroke your hair and hold your hand as you two lay and talk or watch a movie. They will let you wrap yourself around them and be an ear when you need to talk about your day, humming in response. It’s intimate and loving, understated but so sincere. That’s not to say they aren’t thinking about turning you over, stripping you, and taking you right then and there, though. This type is the most likely to be holding back their desires and impulses in an effort to respect your cuddle time. But they are also the ones who constantly sneak glances at any exposed skin, or notice the way your lips move when you talk. They spend all day thinking about when they’ll get to touch you next, when they’ll be able to slowly take you apart with their tongue and fingers and come undone all over the sheets. “Be patient for me, baby,” they say as they think about how ruined you’ll be after they’ve made you come over and over. Sure, you might not end up cuddled up when you sleep, but you’ll be too fucked out to even realize
nanami, aizawa, bakugou, shoto, iida, ukai, tobio, ushijima, tsukishima, daichi, annie, levi, mikasa, eren, suguru
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bakubunny · 8 months
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Favorite HC for Shinso? Smutty please and thank you 🫶
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he’s that quiet, snarky soft dom that makes you want to cuss him out and/or hide your face in embarrassment while making you melt at the same time. (which is probably my favorite kind of dominant to write/read)
examples might include
doing that one thing (or rather, many things) that drives you insane just to see you blush and get frustrated or worked up while acting like he’s not doing anything out of the ordinary. he’s got a smirk and a glint in his eye when you call him out, then he’ll tease you about it for getting wet/hard so easily.
the epitome of “you’re so cute when you’re needy,” and “aww… does that make you blush, baby? 😏” he’s a lover of subtle humiliation.
he likes partners that get easily flustered. you’ve got a good poker face? no worries. it’ll take him a little longer, but he can still read you way too easily after enough time.
he’s into orgasm delay/denial, ruined orgasms, and maybe overstim because… well, see above. loves watching his partner squirm and whine because they need him so much that they can’t think. (this piece i wrote for my other side blog is a good example of the kind of shit he’d pull on an average day.)
he’d use pleasure/orgasm control as a form of punishment, i’m not gonna lie.
he’d never raise his voice, be extremely rough, or use harsh punishments if he doesn’t want to or think it’s necessary. with him it’s the look in his eye, the minute change in his tone of voice or expression. though he’s quiet and calm, those small things can have you feeling elated, owned, and loved or it can make you shake in your boots from how much shit you just got yourself in.
don’t be fooled though, he’s a hardass who’s not afraid to use intimidation or physical force if you’re that out of line, and he can be rough in bed when he wants to. (with prior negotiated consent obv)
he’s also a bit of a sadist; masochists with red bums and pretty bruises that he’s created are a huge turn on
he’s the type of dom that, for example, might carry a number counter around to keep track of how many times you’ve broken a small (negotiated) rule like not cussing and use that to decide the level of punishment that’s necessary. and he’s subtle about using it, too. you may or may not hear a little click, but if you do, you know exactly what it means.
anyways i hope you like this. tysm for the request!
💜 bunny
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