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Hitoshi Shinso Headcannons

SO = Significant Other

1- He would compare his SO to cats constantly

2- When training with Aizawa he'll space out thinking of his SO and Aizawa will give him a harsh reality check

3- He'll bring his SO to coffee dates at every hour

4- He does get jealous but it isn't over silly things like his SO talking to someone, it's more of a protective jealousy like someone touching his SO inappropriately

5- He would step in but it would be subtle, but he's intimidating when he wants to be, otherwise he'll just use his quirk

6- He'll only use his quirk when he's helping someone, never for any villainous reason

7- He will use the scarf when messing with his SO, whether it's just wrestling around or ✨spicy✨

8- He is rather playful with his SO, quite a few times

9- Naps is a bonding thing with him and his SO

10- He will take his SO to see fireworks or a concert but he has social anxiety so he'll bring his SO to a high-up spot, a good spot, but away from people, like on top of a building or something

11- He loves sunbathing, like a cat

12- He and his SO will wake up randomly during the night and quietly talk about pleasant things

13- He will have at least two cats and they will be his furbabies

14- His SO might pick up an at-home job or a night job so they can be with him more since he probably works at night

15- He loves laying on his SO thighs or chest and loves it when his SO plays with his hands or hair

MHA Boys: SHINSO, BAKUGO, SHOTO, and TOKOYAMI

Their Favorite Thing You Do

SHINSO

He loves it when you play with his hands. If you two are lying in bed, sitting next to each other, or walking next to each other and you grab his hand and draw patterns on it or fidget with it, he will not be able to pay attention to anything else. Whatever you are doing with his hand has his full undivided attention.

BAKUGO

He loves it when you play with his hair. He'll let you style it when he's in a good mood. If you make silly hairstyles with it he'll act pissed but just know that he likes it when you laugh about it, he may still think it's a bit annoying to put it back how he likes it.

SHOTO

He loves it when you drive. Especially when you put on music and sing to it. He has that heartbreaking smile every time he watches you drive and sing. He'll lean against the car door to get a good angle for him to take videos.

TOKOYAMI

He loves it when you play with his jewelry. His choker, bracelets, rings, chains, anything. He'll wear more of them just to see you play with them. If you ever get nervous he'll put a chain or his wrist with bracelets on in your hand so you can calm down by fidgeting with them.

Hitoshi Shinso Headcannons

Fluff:

He loves to make playlists for everything with you

He will call you babydoll or pretty boy

Be prepared for compliments all the time

He loves sleeping next to you

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

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

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

Angst:

He struggles with anxiety and depression

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

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

Comfort:

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

He will apologise with desserts and chocolate

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

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

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

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

Spicy:

Ass and thighs and stomach guy

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

Body worship hardcore

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

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

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

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

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

JSJCIFSOSKFNDJ IZUKU’S IM WHEEZING AND BLUSHING

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pairing. bakuguo, izuku, shinso x fem!reader

warnings. so many typos omg, cussing, hints of jealousy

genre. fluff, humor

note. imma be so fr i just wanted an excuse to write longing/nervous izuku he's so fucking cute

When one too many drinks leads to a (drunk) confession or two.

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Playing Games With Me

Cheater! Shinsou x Reader

Ive never been cheated on but i have had people in my life who have experienced the betrayal of a partner being with someone else. Some of them yelled, others cried, maybe some choice words here and there to put into place how much of a horrible person their ex-partner was for cheating on them.

But there is always that one person. That one person who does something different then the rest. This was your predicament. You won't cry in front of your cheating partner but instead take action. You would leave and won't care what you left behind because to be honest with you, if i were you, i would also not think twice about my cheating partner. You aren't sticking around to be toyed with after you gave them your all.

W: Cheating (Constant), A Lot of Angst

You had everything planned out for your special day. The gifts, the food, the outfit you were going to wear. Shinsou and you had been together for over 5 years at this point, started dating since your second year at UA. You made a note in the calendar you both shared about your anniversary date. It wasn’t like you hadn’t made the effort to remind him about the special day. But you guessed that duty calls. Maybe he was busy with some villain…at 3 am.

It wasn’t abnormal for Pro Heroes to work long hours, but Shinsou had been gone from your shared home since 12 in the afternoon. You tried telling yourself that work was work and that hero work especially was unpredictable. But when he did this consistently, it was just ridiculous at this point. He wouldn’t call you to tell you not to wait for him and he wouldn’t say anything when he would come back from work. So here you were, standing in the middle of your kitchen in your nice outfit for your supposed 5 year anniversary dinner and your boyfriend was yet to show. Frustrated and upset you cleaned everything up and just went to bed. It was lonely and cold, no other person sharing the space with you to help you drift off. You pass out from the exhaustion, you've cried yourself to sleep that night. Just like every other night.

The next morning you woke up to the site of your boyfriend “getting up” from his side of the bed. Hes done this before, pretending that he got back around 1 or 2 in the morning. Almost like he thought you wouldn't stay up waiting for him to come back. Maybe he should’ve been smarter and not treated you like an idiot because he was showing you his fully exposed back. He had scratches on him. The red marks looked different front he ones he would get from fighting criminals on a daily bases, they also overlapped scarring that you remember taking care of. Maybe if he was smarter he would have hidden the hickeys on his neck better and maybe he would’ve made sure he didn’t have someone else’s lipstick stain on him. Maybe if he was just a good boyfriend he would have at least tried to cover it all up by taking a shower when he got back.

“Good morning baby. How did you sleep?” He looked so happy. The man smiled at you, flashing his teeth at you playfully. Almost happy to see you that morning, like you both dont see each other every time you wake up. He looked so…fine. Like nothing was wrong. Content with the situation. He was everything you weren’t at the moment. This was your "adoring" boyfriend who you wasted 5 years of a relationship with just to have him come back to you with someone else’s markings on him.

You don’t know what possessed you in the moment. Maybe it was the fact that you felt nothing but anger or maybe it was the emptiness you felt simultaneously. God, you wanted to hurt him. Why the fuck was he so happy when he clearly replaced you? Why was he acting the same way he did when you first got together? Why did he look at you like you were his everything when you clearly weren't anymore? Were you ever?

“I want to break up.” That quickly wiped the smile off his face. Your boyfriend looked confused. Almost like he couldn't feel the soreness in his skin from what he did last night.

“That’s…not a funny joke, Y/n.” He tried playing it off as you got up from your shared bed and started to look for the nearest set of clothes you could find. He watched you the entire time, waiting.

“I’m not being funny.” You didn’t care that your voice came off solid. You didn't care that you were avoiding his gaze. You got dressed as Shinsou continued to stare at you in disbelief. He started to shake. His breathing became irregular and his body became cold. He felt like something was wrong but couldn't place a finger on it.

“Please. This is a joke, right?” You didn’t give him an answer, just grabbed your phone from the night stand and turned your attention somewhere else. Alarms rang threw his head when you walked towards the bedroom door. You were going to leave him. He got up from the bed and followed you around as you took some essential things to put in a bag you found.

“Y/n, please. You’re joking right? This is all a joke? Y/n, answer me.” He was growing desperate, you could hear it in his voice. It was wavering and cracking in places you've never heard it do before. You know that no matter what he wouldn't use his quirk on you but in that moment the last thing you wanted to do was to speak. Why would you? You said your piece, it's time for him to suck it up and move on. He has a side piece he can go cry to if he needed to vent. Clearly the other person was better at making him feel welcomed.

You reached the front door with a bag filled with your essentials in your hand. You reached for your keys that you kept right next to the front door and grabbed them. You opened the door and was nearly able to take a step outside.

"No! W-Wait, baby!" Shinsou rushed towards you and grabbed one of your arms firmly, making you stop and hiss at the tight feeling. His eyes were filled with tears, glossy and red from a sleepless night. You couldn't help but admire the handy work of his secret lover. His skin was a multitude of blues, reds, and purples on his pale skin. His arms lined with the tracks of someone else's finger nails.

"What do you mean breakup? Did i-" It finally clicked for him. He looked down at his own arms. You could see how he was planning on explaining why he did it. You didn't want to listen to it, you have a pretty good idea why.

"I- She didn't mean anything to me, i promise. You know you're the only one i want to be with. You know that right?" You wanted to do so much to him. You wanted to scream at his face, wanted to make him cry.

" "She didn't mean anything no me." I'm not stupid Shinsou. You wouldn't go back to her if that wasn't the case." You took your arm out of his grasp and opened the door.

"Hitoshi..., baby. It's Hitoshi- No. Please! Please don't leave me. Wait!" You already left. The Pro Hero Mindjack was left alone in the little home you both build the moment the two of you got the chance to live together. The countless memories that hanged on the walls of the two of you felt like they were judging him all of a sudden. The little trinkets that held your signature tastes now attacking him just by existing. The half naked hero stood at his own door, unable to follow you to wherever you left to.

"Maybe, i'll just let her calm down and when she wants to talk we can talk about it? She'll come...back...." He wanted to give you space to process and to eventually come back and talk.

He didn't know why he fucked the other woman. The sex wasn't the best and it wasn't his type of thing. It lacked everything he had with you, so why did he even go threw with it?

The day passed away like nothing, he went back to patrols and made it clear to everyone that he wasn't up to talk about anything. The woman he had been with tried contacting him but he ignored her. He truly regrets having anything to do with her. When the work day ended, nothing in your home had changed. It felt like you still lived there, but it was just lacking you. He discarded his uniform in the laundry basket and went to look for a fresh towel for himself. In the little side closet next to the bathroom door he found a bouquet of roses being crushed by a few boxes. He took all of it out and inspected the items.

"Gifts?" He picked up a box and placed it on the kitchen island, opening it to see what was inside. It was a book, a photo album to be exact. He opened it and nearly cried at the first picture. It was a picture of the two of you back in your UA days. He was holding you by the waist and giving you a kiss on the cheek, a loving look gracing his face. He remembered exactly how you two started dating. He asked you out to coffee and acted like a complete fool in front of you. He spilled his coffee on himself and became a blushing mess when you tried to help him clean it up. He took one look at you and couldn't stop himself from admiring you. You were so perfect in that moment, still were the next day and the years after it. He called you pretty while you called him cute. The two you blushed at each other and he kissed you the moment he could. It was so gentle and full of young adoring love. If he could just continue kissing you forever he wouldn't have any complaints, he's never felt this way before and has only felt it with you. He wanted you just like you wanted him.

Shinsou couldn't stop the tears from falling onto the photos as he flipped each page to the next. These were memories that he cherished deeply, memories where it didn't matter who else was there. To him it was just for you and him to enjoy, a moment in time were he could just love you without judgement. The last picture of the photo album was of the two of you watching a movie at Denkis place. Many of his classmates were there all enjoying the film that was playing. He had his arm around you protectively as he leaned you agaisnt him and the side of his head rested on the top of your own. The two of you stuck together in that moment watching whatever was on screen as you held each other close. You had written a message underneath the picture.

"To my lovely boyfriend of officially 5 years. I can't wait to spend the rest of forever with you! I love you Hitoshi." You ended the little note with a purple heart and another heart with your favorite color.

He couldn't stop himself from loudly wailing. He not only cheated on you more than once but he also knew it was wrong and threw away something that meant the world to him. It was hopeless. He didn't understand why he did the things he did or why he threw you away when the only thing he wanted the most was to spend every single day of his life by your side. You were so sweet to him. You wrote such a pretty not for an ugly guy who couldn't even bother to show up on time for dinner. You took care of him after all of his patrols and the missions he would be assigned to. Fuck, you were his biggest supporter when he finally got into the hero course. You reminded him that his quirk didn't define him and that he should be proud of himself for having managed to do so much in such a short period of time. He wasted his chance with you.

He couldn't find you anywhere. He called your friends and even asked his own to keep an eye out for you, but no one knew where you were. You were truly gone from his life and he couldn't even properly apologies to you.

At the end of the day he would come home beatened and bruised. This would be when you would usually come out from your shared bedroom and help take care of him. Where he would be given a bath by you because he was to tired to do it himself. When you would scold him for being reckless again but still kissed his face and give him all of the gentle affection he craved. The way you panicked for him when he called you from the hospital saying that he might lose his eyesight on his left eye. He remembers when you came in and saw him with bandages and practically fighting the doctor and nurses over something pointless. The way he felt completely fine once he laid his one functional eye on you. He didn't care that you started screaming at him about how he could have died but he did feel bad when you started to cry over him.

"I'm sorry baby. I didn't mean to worry you over this. Give me a kiss?" You kissed him gently to prevent any irritation or injury. You held him close to your chest till he fell asleep.

Now he woke up alone with no body to keep him warm at night. No one to help him threw his nightmares. No one to keep him safe and he couldn't complain about it because he did this to you and himself. He's the embodiment of "Play stupid games, win stupid prizes."

Two days had passed since he last saw you. You didn't come back for any of your things and his friends hadn't seen you anywhere. That morning when he got up, he decided to open the other gifts that were in the side closet. The first one he opened contained a new hoodie and jacket in his favorite color with cat patterings on the outside. The second one was a set of black studs. Shinsou had started wearing jewelry during his second year at UA. You mentioned that you found guys with jewelry were attractive. You couldn't blame him back then, he was head over heels for you and wanted to impress you. He eventually realized he really liked it, so it was win win situation for the both of you. The last gift was a flight to the U.S.. Shinsou remembered that you asked him where he wanted to travel to if he got the chance. He said the U.S because he was curious about why so many people found the Americans funny. He was curious and when Shinsou got curious you fully indulged him. It was a singular ticket though. The gifts wrapper was already ripped open meaning that at some point you removed the other ticket. You had planned a trip for the both of you.

Shinsou cried again, he'd been doing a lot of it since you left. He laid down on the couch and hugged the single flight ticket. He could have had the world with you, could've traveled it too.

"I'm sorry." He drew in a shaky breath and swallowed the spit that accumulated in his mouth. He missed you and he was horribly sorry for what he did.

"Y/n, please be ok." Shinsou laid on his side as he stared mindlessly at the wall in front of him. Blurry tear filled eyes only granting him the ability to think of the memories he had of you. Wherever you were, he would be looking for you till he could speak with you again. He was a fool and was willing to admit to that. He used to be your fool, actually.

Kittens and Bottles

Summary: Your happy life with your favorite cat and favorite hero. This is a small continuation of here.

Wordcount:2644

You have the best cat in the entire world. Here are the reasons why.

She’s adorable; the cutest fur baby. She’s fluffy, sleek, and mews in the most adorable way.

She is cuddly. Not many cats let you rub your face into their bellies as much as you want. But she does; in fact, she will make you cuddle her belly. If you aren’t careful, you could die in your sleep from her smothering you. It would be a happy death.

She found you a boyfriend. A hot, sassy, sexy, funny, pro-hero boyfriend.

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Pray to Me

Pairing: Shinsou x Fem Reader

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Gods!AU, Rough Sex, Too Many Norse Mythology References

Word Count: 8.5k

A/N: This is a part of the citrus dome server collab that can be found here! Please check out everyone else’s amazing work for this very unique smutty collaboration for the Gods!AU prompt. @lemonlordleah-shinzawa-kitten​

         The frigid waters were laden with blood and ice, the salty waves licking the bows of long boats as they accosted the shores. The dark waters of the bay looked black against the fresh snow, churning oars sending sprays onto the docks as warriors returned home.

           You stood among the crowds, whips of snow billowing past your reddened cheeks, your arms crossed in protection across your chest. Despite losing the men within your family to raids and battles long ago, you always came to welcome back those who were fortunate enough to receive homecoming. Upon the sails of the ships was the symbol of your earl, dancing proudly against the winds of winter as the men and women beneath them hailed their successes from summer and autumn.

           High upon the prow of the leading ship was a carved figurehead, meticulously crafted in the image of Skoll, the wolf who hunts the moon. The wolf’s jaws were wide and within his wooden tongue was an etching of a crescent moon; the wolf with his prey in his maw was a symbol of Ragnarok, a symbol of the return of chaos. And upon the prow was a man you had never seen before.

          The man was all shades of violet and violence. His hair was the color of crushed mulberries, the long strands pushed back and wet from the sea, so deeply purple that it looked as if you were to touch him, your palms would stain with color. Blood, russet and old, crimson and fresh, was splattered across his cheeks. A warrior’s tattoos stained the expanse of his chest and arms; the thick, blue lines were heavy and sprawling from the wood ash buried within in pale skin. And his eyes, they were purple and bright, painted with black kohl. The dark smears ran down his impressive cheek bones and curled up from his eyes, appearing catlike. The curious orbs resembled the farthest stars that lined night sky.

           You expected murmurs from around the docks, but it was as if the man belonged there, towering over all the rest, hands pulling at the mouth of the wolf within the wood. He was silent power within the snow, lean and muscular, body on display as if the storm did not touch him. You felt drawn to him, like he was looking for you high upon the prow. Your feet moved before you could think. You wanted to be closer, to have those violaceous eyes upon you.

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You were always aware that physical touch wasn’t Shinsou’s preferred way of expressing love. It was something you learned early on in your relationship- the way he would stiffen slightly when someone hugged him unexpectedly or how he never seemed to be the one to initiate contact. You respected that, of course, and because of it, you always tried to hold back.

It wasn’t easy for you. Physical touch was your love language, and there were times when all you wanted was to wrap your arms around him, bury your face into his chest, and hold him close. But you didn’t want to make him uncomfortable, so you refrained from doing so as much as you could.

Yet, despite everything, Shinsou always found a way to reach out to you. It started small- a brush of his fingers against yours, the way his hand would rest on the small of your back when you walked together, or how his knee would press against yours when you sat next to each other. They were subtle gestures, but they meant the world to you because they showed you that he was trying.

One evening, you were curled up on the couch, lost in the pages of a book, when you felt the cushions dip beside you. You glanced up to see Shinsou settling in next to you, his eyes soft with an unreadable emotion. He didn't say anything, but his hand found yours, and he gently pulled you closer until you were leaning against his side.

You hesitated for a moment, searching his face for any sign of discomfort, but all you saw was a quiet acceptance. Slowly, you shifted so that your head rested on his shoulder, your body relaxing against his. Shinsou let out a quiet sigh, his hand moving up to brush a few strands of hair from your face.

"I know you like this," he murmured, his voice low and steady. "And... I do too."

Your heart swelled at his words, the warmth of his touch grounding you in the moment. It was rare for Shinsou to be so openly affectionate, but when he was, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. You shifted slightly, your arms wrapping around his waist as you buried your face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his familiar scent.

"I'm glad," you whispered, your voice muffled against his skin. "I don't want to make you uncomfortable."

"You never do," Shinsou replied, his hand finding its way to the small of your back, holding you just a little closer. "It’s just... new for me. But I want to be better at this- for you."

Tears prickled at the corners of your eyes, and you pressed a soft kiss to his collarbone in gratitude. It wasn't just that he was willing to step out of his comfort zone for you- it was the fact that he found comfort in your touch, in your presence.

In the silence that followed, you let yourself relax completely, feeling the steady rise and fall of Shinsou’s chest beneath you. His fingers traced lazy patterns along your spine, and you couldn’t help but smile at the tenderness of his actions.

You knew he wasn’t naturally inclined to be this physically affectionate, but that made his efforts all the more meaningful. And as you lay there in his arms, you realized that this was more than enough. Shinsou might not have been the most touchy person, but he was yours, and he was trying- trying because he loved you.

And that was more than enough.

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hihi !! thinking about a hurt/comfort fic with shinsou where reader feels like she’s boring/annoying to him

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contents ౨ৎ ⋆ h. shinsou x fem reader. 1.5k words — hurt/comfort. fluff. slightly suggestive. ⭑ no matter how dark your brain gets, hitoshi is determined to help you see yourself in the same light that he does.

Hitoshi visibly softens the moment he opens his door at the sight of you standing there in the dimly lit hallway.

Dark violet pools swimming with worry drift from the way you’re chewing the inside of your cheek, like how he’s noticed you usually do when you’re anxious, to the hem of your pajamas balled up in your fists.

“What's up, love?” Hitoshi says in his softest voice, faltering when you finally meet his eyes with your reddened ones. His heart drops. Have you been crying?

At your uncharacteristically hesitant mumble of “Can I come in?” is when he feels said heart nearly split into two.

“Of course.” A concerned frown tugs at his lips. Something’s definitely wrong. You usually never bothered to ask twice, not that he minded of course, before barreling into his arms the second he turned the knob so many times before. “You can always come into my dorm.”

“I know, I just…” Your sweet voice that he’s missed all day trails off guiltily, and you take a deep breath as you fiddle with the edge of your pajamas.

“Actually, sorry, I didn’t mean to bother you. I think I’ll just go back to my room.”

“What, who said that? You never bother me.” Hitoshi’s gentle yet firm grasp on your sleeve stops you from turning to leave, and you huff at his stubborn attempt to make you stay.

“Toshi, let go.”

“I’m afraid you’re gonna have to amputate my arm first, and not that you couldn’t but I don’t think you don’t have the tools for that at the moment, pretty girl.” The edge of his lips tilt upward in a wry smile as he playfully tugs you towards him. “You’re not escaping me that easily.”

You huff and turn away, looking anywhere but into his warm, patient eyes. It’s a trap, you know it, once you do you’ll be spilling your guts out in no time, and the sickening aftertaste of burning shame is just something you can’t stomach right now.

Plus he’s wearing that gray hoodie he knows is your favorite, which just makes everything worse because he looks ten times more handsome than usual.

“Come on, sweetheart.” Hitoshi coaxes. “Talk to me. You know you can tell me anything, right?”

A beat of silence. 

Your lips press into a firm, thin line, and you finally surrender. 

“Yeah. I know.” You sigh, and he rubs your shoulder encouragingly.

“Go ahead then, I’m listening.”

“Okay, uh…” You mumble slowly, suddenly feeling very silly. “Do you think I’m annoying or that you’ll ever get bored of me, Toshi?” 

“Never.” He answers without skipping a beat. “To both. You never annoy me, and you’re anything but boring.”

“Really?” Your voice breaks a little and his heart clenches in his chest at the way you sound so doubtful of his words. Hitoshi reaches out to tenderly brush his knuckles against your cheek.

“Really.”

“How can you be so sure?”

“Well when I wake up everyday, my first thought is that I look forward to seeing you.”

Your eyes widen, when it really shouldn’t be a surprise at all. “You do?”

“Mhm, I do.” Hitoshi moves to sit down on the edge of his bed. You gasp as he smoothly pulls you into his lap, quite literally sweeping you off your feet.  “And you know how else I know I’ll never, ever get bored of you?”

"What?" You shyly adjust your legs to straddle him more comfortably. He guides your arms to wrap around his neck in response, unwavering, intense eyes staring into yours. He’s so close that his lashes brush against your cheek when he blinks, and his warm breath fans across your lips teasingly.

“Toshi,” you whine. “You’re making me feel flustered.”

“I know it makes you feel flustered.” Hitoshi grins slyly. “That's why I love doing it.”

You gently bat his bicep. “Stop distracting me and answer my question!” 

“Yes ma’am.” Hitoshi chuckles as you retort by cutely puffing your cheeks and laying your head down on his shoulder. His arms are snug against your waist and he squeezes you in his lap. You always feel so nice, sitting so prettily on him. 

“I know I’ll never get bored of you because when someone asks what the best part of my day was, I always mention you in some way. Could be a cute doodle you made on a note you left me, you spending five solid minutes trying to push a door that says pull at a restaurant, or seeing you get excited over a new season of your favorite show coming out, anything as long as it's you.”

His expression is warm as he watches your head perk up at that, which quickly turns into a scowl when you realize exactly what he’s referring to. “The sign on that pull door was really faded, you couldn’t see it either!”

“That’s why I made you my guinea pig so I could come in and heroically save the day for you.”

“Heroic my ass,” you mutter into his hoodie and he laughs, then presses a soft kiss to your neck in response and you shiver. 

“And you have no idea just how much I love listening to you talk about your day.”

“...Even on the days I don’t do anything special?”

“Especially on those days.” He nuzzles his face into your neck and you giggle. “Love hearing you talk about mundane shit. Love when you send me a picture of what you’re having for breakfast, or when you tell me about some weirdly shaped cloud you saw outside during training.”

He pauses thoughtfully, and continues, “Hell, you could probably read me your grocery list and I'd still be hooked on every word. I love your little quirks, even the ones you think are weird. Your whole personality. Your cute voice.”

Hitoshi squeezes your hip. “So keep telling me all about it, okay? I wanna hear it.”

You let out a sweet little contented noise of agreement and your boyfriend grins. 

“So I think it’s safe to say that the chances of me finding you boring or annoying are real slim.” Hitoshi smirks, tickling your thighs that are still wrapped around his waist, and you squirm out of his hold and escape further into his bed while giggling. 

“Real slim meaning zero times infinity.”

“Isn’t that just zero, though?” You let out a soft sigh, completely out of breath as you flop onto his pillow.

“Shh, let me have my moment. Everything times infinity makes it more special.” Hitoshi’s arms come up from behind to hug you against him. “Like my love for you.”

“Ew.” You wrinkle your nose. “You’re so corny.”

“I know. Took you long enough to realize I’m obsessed with you.” He rolls his eyes, bending his head down to brush his lips against the nape of your neck. “Everyone in class already calls me a simp, you don’t need to rub it in.”

You flip around to face him, snuggling the side of your face into his pillow that has the faint, comforting scent of the laundry detergent he likes to use. “Good thing I’m also a simp.”

Hitoshi softly gasps in mock surprise. “Really? Oh my god,” his eyes flicker around the room as if he’s looking for the mysterious person who won your affections. “Who’s the lucky person?”

You laugh and the side of lips quirk up in that fond way that only happens when he’s with you. “You, you silly goose!”

“Me?” He sweetly brushes his nose against yours. “Wow. Feels like I’ve won the lottery.”

A warm feeling spreads across your chest, like honey being stirred into a hot cup of tea and Hitoshi’s eyes are half-lidded as he whispers in a low tone that makes the butterflies in your stomach flutter to life.

“Come here, love. Give me a goodnight kiss.”

You lean in to kiss his deliciously soft lips, and you can feel him grin against your mouth at your eagerness. He kisses you back twice as gently, agonizingly so, while his hand trails to cup the dip of your waist and you feel dizzy at his adoring touch. Your heart is pounding way, way too fast for this late at night.

He sneaks another tender kiss onto your neck, then on your collarbone, and Hitoshi laughs as you shyly smush your flustered face into his pillow.

“One more thing.”

You peek over to glance at him, and the way he’s looking at you makes you feel warm and tingly all over and your burning face is begging for you to return it to the cool depths of his pillow.

“Promise you’ll always tell me when you feel like this. No more keeping it in.”

Your eyes soften at his stern expression. “Okay, I promise.”

“Pinkie promise.” He says sagely, lifting his finger, and a laugh bubbles up in your throat at his serious tone when you raise your own, his larger pinkie overlapping yours. 

“I pinkie promise.”

“Good girl.” Hitoshi smirks, which is short-lived when his eyes widen in panic and it’s too late by the time he reaches to catch you as you proceed to tumble off the bed.

My Heart couldn't handle this wholesomeness and cuteness ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Secret Admirer (Aizawa & Daughter!Reader)

Request: OML your Dadmight fics are so cute!Could you do one for Aizawa where his kid is a UA student and is receiving letters from a secret admirer. How would he react?

A/N: The reader is adopted because Aizawa is only thirty and I want the reader to be in Class 1B for story reasons within the story.

Every time I turn a corner, I hope I bump into you. Doesn’t matter where; I’m just always hoping I get to see you even if it’s only for a few seconds.

This was the first letter Aizawa had seen. 

(Y/N) was exhausted and had fallen asleep while studying. He noticed her lights were still on when he opened the door to say goodnight before leaving for his nighttime patrol, he found her face down in a textbook at her desk. He almost laughed at how much she still looked like a little kid when she was like this. He carefully picked her up and laid her down into her bed, listening to her babble nonsense as she cuddled into her pillow.

When he went back to her desk to turn off the lamp, that’s when he noticed among her english textbooks was a pink piece of paper that stood out prominently amongst the other white sheets. Aizawa had never been the type of parent who invaded his daughter’s privacy, he was the cool laid-back dad who she felt comfortable enough to talk to. But he found himself overtaken by curiosity of this pink sheet, so he sneaked a peak. 

He was surprised, his daughter had received a love letter.

Keep reading

• DRABBLES •

When It Rains - Katsuki Bakugou

Here Comes The Boy - Hanta Sero

• HEADCANONS •

MHA Boys as Romance Tropes 

Random MHA Headcanons I have: Class 1-A Edition 

MHA Boys Cuddling Headcanons Pt.1  -  Pt. 2 

Soft Headcanons for the Bakusquad 

MHA Boys React to You Falling Asleep on Them 

MHA Boys When They Get Jealous

You tell the MHA Boys that You’re Pregnant

MHA Boys React to Holding Your Baby for the First Time

The MHA Boys Realise That They’re Falling For You

MHA Boys Comforting You After A Rough Day

MHA Boys in a Band!AU

MHA Boys Find Out You’re Dating Someone Else

How You Accidentally Turn The MHA Boys On

The MHA Boys Comfort You When You Have An Anxiety Attack

Dealing With Teen Pregnancy With The MHA Boys

• LONGER WORKS •

Falling in Love with the MHA Boys

MHA Boys Catch Mineta Perving On You.  -  Pt. 2

You get Injured on a Mission with the MHA Boys

MHA Boys Come Home to Find You Asleep on the Couch -   Pt. 2

The Morning After with the MHA Boys

You Get Caught Kissing the MHA Boys

The MHA Boys Deal With You Losing Your Memories

• CHARACTER SPECIFIC WORKS •

Call Me Katsuki (Bakugou x reader) On the night of your eighteenth birthday, you catch Bakugou slipping away from the party on his own. Curiously, you follow him, which leads to an enlightening conversation and a series of events you could never have predicted.

As The World Caves In (Bakugou x reader) After ending up trapped and facing death you realise that maybe you don’t have all the time in the world.

Happiness Is Subjective (Dabi x reader) Dabi has always had a tendency to overthink. Although, maybe this time it isn’t such a bad thing.

Butterfly (Midoriya x Reader). It’s been over a year since Izuku saw you last, and as the night of his eighteenth birthday rolls around and he finds himself back at UA, his resolve starts to slip. 

Forbidden Fruit (Hawks x reader) Love is cruel. And as Keigo holds your limp body in his arms for the last time, he knows it. And he curses it to hell and back.

Please be warned that some posts do contain manga spoilers! Warnings are shown at the top of the post!

DRABBLES 

When It Rains - Katsuki Bakugou

Here Comes The Boy - Hanta Sero

Love Me - Hitoshi Shinso

HEADCANONS 

MHA Boys as Romance Tropes 

Random MHA Headcanons I have: Class 1-A Edition 

MHA Boys Cuddling Headcanons Pt.1  -  Pt. 2 

Soft Headcanons for the Bakusquad 

MHA Boys React to You Falling Asleep on Them 

MHA Boys When They Get Jealous

You tell the MHA Boys that You’re Pregnant

MHA Boys React to Holding Your Baby for the First Time

The MHA Boys Realise That They’re Falling For You

MHA Boys Comforting You After A Rough Day

MHA Boys in a Band!AU

MHA Boys Find Out You’re Dating Someone Else

How You Accidentally Turn The MHA Boys On

The MHA Boys Comfort You When You Have An Anxiety Attack

Dealing With Teen Pregnancy With The MHA Boys

The MHA Boys When You Get Sick

ONESHOTS 

Falling in Love with the MHA Boys

MHA Boys Catch Mineta Perving On You.  -  Pt. 2 - Pt. 3

You get Injured on a Mission with the MHA Boys

MHA Boys Come Home to Find You Asleep on the Couch -   Pt. 2

The Morning After with the MHA Boys

You Get Caught Kissing the MHA Boys

The MHA Boys Deal With You Losing Your Memories

CHARACTER SPECIFIC WORKS

Call Me Katsuki (Bakugou x reader) On the night of your eighteenth birthday, you catch Bakugou slipping away from the party on his own. Curiously, you follow him, which leads to an enlightening conversation and a series of events you could never have predicted.

Kiss Me, Katsuki (Bakugou x reader) In the five years you’ve been dating Katsuki Bakugou, you’ve always been content with what you have. But as your friends begin to pair up and marry off, you start to wonder if maybe you should take your relationship with Bakugou further. You know you want to, but the question is, does he? 

As The World Caves In (Bakugou x reader) After ending up trapped and facing death you realise that maybe you don’t have all the time in the world.

Happiness Is Subjective (Dabi x reader) Dabi has always had a tendency to overthink. Although, maybe this time it isn’t such a bad thing.

Butterfly (Midoriya x Reader). It’s been over a year since Izuku saw you last, and as the night of his eighteenth birthday rolls around and he finds himself back at UA, his resolve starts to slip. 

Forbidden Fruit (Hawks x reader) Love is cruel. And as Keigo holds your limp body in his arms for the last time, he knows it. And he curses it to hell and back.

ROOKIE DAD MISTAKES — mistakes they make as a first-time dad.

𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐅. nobody said parenting was easy and nobody ever warned them of these slips ups.

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. bakugo katsuki x reader, kirishima eijiro x reader, shinso hitoshi x reader, todoroki shoto x reader, midoriya izuku x reader (SEPARATELY)

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒. no gender is specified (maybe a little in shinsou's and kirishima's), a lil angst in Kirishima's section, crack, fluff

𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎 𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐈,

STANDING IN FRONT OF THE "SPLASH ZONE:"

bakugo learns very rapidly that standing in the "splash zone" also speaks to baby girls and not just baby boys in a very unpleasant way.

he begins his traditional manner to set up for changing a diaper but with more acceleration than usual since he was already a tiny bit late for a meeting. While you offered to do it to let him free, he denied it. Messily, he loosened the diaper's seal around his little Katsumi's waist while rummaging for some fresher ones and wipes.

and just as he was doing relatively well, his baby looked at him with the most innocent look and peed on his white button-up and tie. It's safe to say he never got to that meeting.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐎 𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈,

SPIT UP'S:

do you know how wives say that they wish their husbands could listen to them more? that's you. You've told repeatedly shinso not to bounce the baby promptly after she was finished feeding after your own experience, and of course, he never listened, so as a result of that, you decided you'd rather allow him to learn from his mistakes.

so right after nurturing his seven-month-old, shinso wipes her mouth first with her bib then released her from the confinements of her highchair. He sat her up in his arms and began to bounce her unconsciously while cleaning the art painted on her tray. When he finishes, he just glances at her broad e/c eyes —the matching hue as yours— and she stares up at him before puking on his shoulder.

𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀 𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐈𝐑𝐎,

EXPECTANCY OF BECOMING A SUPER-DAD:

from the moment you told kirishima that you were pregnant, he committed himself to becoming the perfect dad but did not discern that that concept was mythical, especially when he specializes as a pro-hero where his time is reduced. Slowly, he begins to descend for not arriving in time when you went into labor because someone was stuck underneath a truck or not witnessing his son's first breath since gunshots ranged out by a convenient club.

so, when he finally arrives —about an hour later— he apologizes, to both of you and you tell him that there are just some things he can't control and that's not his fault. Still not convinced by your words, you allow him to hold kenchi and told him to look at him if he was disappointed. There was not an ounce of disappointment in his eyes but rather replaced with drowsiness from being placed in his father’s arms as his eyes narrowed then finally dropped close.

he sobbed.

𝐌𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐘𝐀 𝐈𝐙𝐔𝐊𝐔,

LETTING YOUR BABY WATCH VIDEOS UNSUPERVISED:

midoriya realizes that it takes merely three minutes for his toddler to take 176 impoverished pictures of himself, delete important files, and text "hsbdyomenhs44%" to bakugo.

he decided why not a little screen time while he cooks dinner before you arrive home, so he puts on an All Might compilations in hopes his child would grow up to adore All Might as he'd. Positioning his toddler in his playpen, he places ingredients in the crockpot that takes about two hours to cook before he goes to check up on Daiki. Later approaching the playpen, he realizes that setting a two-year-old alone with his phone wasn't be the best idea after witnessing his son watching a music video consisting of guns and women's nodding asses.

(unrelated note, I was inspired by this funny tik tok 😭)

𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎,

POKING A SLEEPING BABY:

todoroki frets over everything. Rather if his son is sneezing or giggling, he has the suspicion that everything is trying to strike his baby.

He spends his time hanging around the crib his entire maternity leave making sure his son is still living. Once, and only once, he felt like his son wasn't breathing, so in conclusion, he began to panic and poke around to check for movement. You both didn't get any sleep that night.

shinso is such a sandwich guy.

like the man is rarely seen without a turkey sandwich in his hands or protruding through his right cheek. Your words go over his head when you talk to him while he's constructing one together, either responding by saying "that's nice, baby" or plainly nodding his head.

• DRABBLES •

When It Rains - Katsuki Bakugou

Here Comes The Boy - Hanta Sero

• HEADCANONS •

MHA Boys as Romance Tropes 

Random MHA Headcanons I have: Class 1-A Edition 

MHA Boys Cuddling Headcanons Pt.1  -  Pt. 2 

Soft Headcanons for the Bakusquad 

MHA Boys React to You Falling Asleep on Them 

MHA Boys When They Get Jealous

You tell the MHA Boys that You’re Pregnant

MHA Boys React to Holding Your Baby for the First Time

The MHA Boys Realise That They’re Falling For You

MHA Boys Comforting You After A Rough Day

MHA Boys in a Band!AU

MHA Boys Find Out You’re Dating Someone Else

How You Accidentally Turn The MHA Boys On

The MHA Boys Comfort You When You Have An Anxiety Attack

Dealing With Teen Pregnancy With The MHA Boys

• LONGER WORKS •

Falling in Love with the MHA Boys

MHA Boys Catch Mineta Perving On You.  -  Pt. 2

You get Injured on a Mission with the MHA Boys

MHA Boys Come Home to Find You Asleep on the Couch -   Pt. 2

The Morning After with the MHA Boys

You Get Caught Kissing the MHA Boys

The MHA Boys Deal With You Losing Your Memories

• CHARACTER SPECIFIC WORKS •

Call Me Katsuki (Bakugou x reader) On the night of your eighteenth birthday, you catch Bakugou slipping away from the party on his own. Curiously, you follow him, which leads to an enlightening conversation and a series of events you could never have predicted.

As The World Caves In (Bakugou x reader) After ending up trapped and facing death you realise that maybe you don’t have all the time in the world.

Happiness Is Subjective (Dabi x reader) Dabi has always had a tendency to overthink. Although, maybe this time it isn’t such a bad thing.

Butterfly (Midoriya x Reader). It’s been over a year since Izuku saw you last, and as the night of his eighteenth birthday rolls around and he finds himself back at UA, his resolve starts to slip. 

Forbidden Fruit (Hawks x reader) Love is cruel. And as Keigo holds your limp body in his arms for the last time, he knows it. And he curses it to hell and back.

Please be warned that some posts do contain manga spoilers! Warnings are shown at the top of the post!

DRABBLES 

When It Rains - Katsuki Bakugou

Here Comes The Boy - Hanta Sero

Love Me - Hitoshi Shinso

HEADCANONS 

MHA Boys as Romance Tropes 

Random MHA Headcanons I have: Class 1-A Edition 

MHA Boys Cuddling Headcanons Pt.1  -  Pt. 2 

Soft Headcanons for the Bakusquad 

MHA Boys React to You Falling Asleep on Them 

MHA Boys When They Get Jealous

You tell the MHA Boys that You’re Pregnant

MHA Boys React to Holding Your Baby for the First Time

The MHA Boys Realise That They’re Falling For You

MHA Boys Comforting You After A Rough Day

MHA Boys in a Band!AU

MHA Boys Find Out You’re Dating Someone Else

How You Accidentally Turn The MHA Boys On

The MHA Boys Comfort You When You Have An Anxiety Attack

Dealing With Teen Pregnancy With The MHA Boys

The MHA Boys When You Get Sick

ONESHOTS 

Falling in Love with the MHA Boys

MHA Boys Catch Mineta Perving On You.  -  Pt. 2 - Pt. 3

You get Injured on a Mission with the MHA Boys

MHA Boys Come Home to Find You Asleep on the Couch -   Pt. 2

The Morning After with the MHA Boys

You Get Caught Kissing the MHA Boys

The MHA Boys Deal With You Losing Your Memories

CHARACTER SPECIFIC WORKS

Call Me Katsuki (Bakugou x reader) On the night of your eighteenth birthday, you catch Bakugou slipping away from the party on his own. Curiously, you follow him, which leads to an enlightening conversation and a series of events you could never have predicted.

Kiss Me, Katsuki (Bakugou x reader) In the five years you’ve been dating Katsuki Bakugou, you’ve always been content with what you have. But as your friends begin to pair up and marry off, you start to wonder if maybe you should take your relationship with Bakugou further. You know you want to, but the question is, does he? 

As The World Caves In (Bakugou x reader) After ending up trapped and facing death you realise that maybe you don’t have all the time in the world.

Happiness Is Subjective (Dabi x reader) Dabi has always had a tendency to overthink. Although, maybe this time it isn’t such a bad thing.

Butterfly (Midoriya x Reader). It’s been over a year since Izuku saw you last, and as the night of his eighteenth birthday rolls around and he finds himself back at UA, his resolve starts to slip. 

Forbidden Fruit (Hawks x reader) Love is cruel. And as Keigo holds your limp body in his arms for the last time, he knows it. And he curses it to hell and back.

Unlikely duo

Hitoshi Shinsou x fem!reader x Katsuki Bakugou Category: nsfw

Warnings: double-penetration, gags, sex toys, rough sex and all that nasty stuff.

Word count: 2,925

A.n: I really didn’t think I would write about Bakugou and Shinsou working together, but now i’m thirsty for more content.  Huge thanks to @velvet-kissesss for editing this huge blob of text and being so supportive!

You were watching your favorite TV show for what felt like hours when your phone, usually dry as hell, notified you about a new message. 

 You raised your eyebrows, not pausing the episode, thinking it was just one of your friends wanting to hang out and finally finding time in their busy pro-hero lifes. A dumb thought, really. 

 You unlocked the phone and felt your heart almost jump out of your chest.

 Shinsou🔥: You up, kitten? 

You: yeah, why? 

 Your breath hitched in your throat, a wide smile spreading across your face. Shinsou was your boyfriend who got pretty busy with the hero work, usually. Occasions like these were rare. 

 You quickly got the answer.  

Shinsou🔥: I think u know why

 You: Oh?? 

Shinsou🔥: how fast can u get here? 

You: like ten mins, i think 

 You wrote back to him as quickly as possible, throwing your phone on your sofa before going to your closet. Rummaging through your closet, you found a tight, mini-dress. Taking off your sweatpants and oversized, plain tee, you slipped into the dress, admiring your reflection in the mirror. You had no bra and didn't even bother too look for one, knowing that Shinsou would rip it off as soon as you got to the bed. 

 Maybe a lipstick would add to the look? Yes, a lipstick is always a good choice. You started applying it, until when your phone buzzed again. In the hurry you were in you tried to ignore it, but the phone buzzed a few more times, catching your attention.

 Shinsou🔥: Im giving u six 

Shinsou🔥: If ur late

 Shinsou🔥: You'll get a punishment

Shinsou🔥: So better hurry, kitten 😉 

 As you read the text, you felt your lower part throb in excitement. You knew you would never make it in six minutes and Shinsou knew that too, yet you still hurried - not to be on time though, just because the throbbing was getting unbearable.

 So you applied your lipstick as fast as humanely possible, locked your apartment, almost ran down the stairs, and finally got into your car. 

 Slamming your foot down onto the gas pedal, you drove out of the apartment’s crowded parking lot as fast as you were able to. 

 You reached Shinsou's big, mansion-like house 11 minutes later but almost bumped into one of the parked cars in his driveway. 

 Wait, one of them? You climbed out of your car, forgetting your desire for a minute, examining the other car.

 Did he have unexpected guests? Should you text him? After thinking for a moment you just decided to ring the doorbell, sending an awfully annoying sounding sound throughout his house. 

 It felt like not even a second later that Shinsou opened the door wide open. He was standing there illuminated by the hallway lights, looking like he was built by gods, or rather, was a god himself. You wouldn't doubt that - from his messy lilac hair, to his defined, muscular yet lanky and tall build - he was perfect from head to toe. Like he was made by the gods, or maybe was a god himself.

  Oh, and he was standing in his boxers only. Your eyes trailed down to them, his already hard cock clearly visible as he growled. Not saying anything, he just grabbed you by your wrist and shut the door behind you. 

 He didn't wait any longer to wrap his toned arms around your frame, caressing the small of your back and simultaneously crashing his surprisingly soft lips into yours hungrily.

 You opened your mouth, letting his tongue explore your mouth. At that, he slipped one of his hands into your h/c locks, threading through them and deepening the kiss. Your hands found their place in his hair gently tugging at his purple strands, producing a pleased grunt from him.

 Shinsou stopped for a moment and then slowly bit down your bottom lip, making you let out a moan.

 Your tongues explored each other's mouths but you felt your lungs burn with the need for oxygen. You attempted to break the kiss, but Shinsou only deepened it. He only letting you go after you flushed bright red from the lack of air. 

 Gasping, you wiped away the trail of saliva from your already bruised lips with the back of your hand, eyes almost watering as you desperately catch your breath. Shinsou was drawing in short little breaths too, as if not to show that he needed air like a normal human being. 

 Shinsou had both of his arms linked around your frame, one now travelling up your body, slowly reaching your breast only to slightly raise his eyebrows when he realised that you weren't wearing a bra.

 "Was this my punishment for being late?" you asked, obviously teasing him in knowing that each one of your words would make him more rougher in bed. Oh, how much you loved it. "Your punishments have gotten pretty weak, Hitoshi."

 His lilac, never-seen-sleep eyes explored every inch of your face, from your beautiful features and plump lips to your e/c, clouded with desire eyes. He couldn't wait to ruin you.

 Two of his long fingers pinched your nipple, bringing out a moan from your lips and making you tilt your head back.

 "Have you seen the car in the driveway, kitten?" he asked as his hand squeezes your soft breast, wanting nothing more than to suck at the soft flesh of it. 

 "So, you bought me a car as a punishment" you managed to be smug even when your breasts were touched by one of the most known, popular heroes of Japan. "Hitoshi..?" the question ended with his name, rolling off your tongue.

 Oh, if only you knew what things that did to him. He was going to ruin your pretty little pussy, until the only thing you remember is his name.

 "You wanna know who that car belongs to, baby?" he whispered, his breath hot against your ear. You could've came right then and there, just from the deepness of his voice.

 You didn't need to think of an answer to his question though, as a loud, growly voice shouted from Shinsou's bedroom, almost making you jump and making Shinsou chuckle.

 "Oi, you losers coming or what?

 You couldn't believe your ears, your mouth almost hanging open. Shinsou's satisfied, smug grin growing wider. 

 "Bakugou..?" you asked, still not believing what you heard. 

 Shinsou nodded, not explaining anything further, as his hands moved away from your boobs to grab your wrists and leading you to your bedroom.

  If you couldn't believe your ears, then you definitely could believe your eyes. There he was, in all his glory - Katsuki fucking Bakugou. You felt yourself getting more wet by the second, containing yourself from drooling. 

 The angry blonde was standing in only his boxers, his abs glistening with every step he took towards you, blonde hair messy and a wide grin clearly painted onto his handsome face, that looked almost perfect at this moment. You swallowed the saliva that was beggining to pool in your mouth. What was he doing there? Shinsou was never the one to share you, unless it was someone he really trusted, like Kaminari. But other times, he was repeating how you were his, and only his; a dirty slut to fufill all of his needs and wishes. 

 You wondered what made him change his way of thinking. Was he dedicated to punishing you?

 "W-What's he doing here?" you finally managed to speak out, making both men in the room chuckle. You, on the other hand, were trying to keep your eyes away from Bakugou's dick that already looked enormously big, even through his boxers. 

 "Oh, I just thought that Ground Zero here, could join me on making your little punishment more harsh. He was always one hell of a yeller in our school days, maybe now he can make you yell as loudly tonight too huh, doll?" Hitoshi grinds into you from behind, arms snaking around your waist, his lewd words almost making you let out a moan, as Bakugou's grin grew wider and wider. 

 You felt your pussy throb once again. The idea of being fucked by not one, but two of them - the hottest heroes of Japan, made you even wetter, if that was possible 

 "You always did look at Bakugou like you wanted to be fucked by him too so," Hitoshi buried his smile in your hair, nibbling at your ear with his hot breath tickling it. "I'm going to let him do. whatever. he. wants. with. you." every one of his words came out slowly, dragged out, almost making your knees buckle.

 Shinsou let you go, gently pushing you towards the hot-headed hero as he took a seat in the empty, comfy armchair, watching the show unfold. Your face was clearly painted with shock, since you expected Shinsou to be there too.

 Neither him, nor Bakugou seemed to see or, more likely, care about how confused you were. Bakugou was quick, not even undressing you, just ripping your short dress in half. You let out a yelp, as he fondled your already sensitive breasts, his mouth nibbling at one of the nipples, making you draw in a breath through tightly-clenched teeth as he bit down on it, tugging before letting go.

 He gives the other nipple the same attention, but his other hand was playing with the waistband of your panties. 

 You grabbed on to his broad shoulders as he sucked on your hardened nipple, but then he delivered a harsh slap to your ass that made your pussy clench around nothing. You didn't try to deny it - you always liked it harsh.

 "Look at your face," growled Bakugou as he chuckles, “All desperate for me to fuck you, aren't ya'?” he asked, tugging at your panties with one hand still on your ass. 

 You didn't dare to answer but then he landed another harsh smack, this time more painful, making you yelp in pain. 

 You nodded as an answer to his previous question. 

 "Use your words." he demanded, drawing hand back to smack your ass again.

 "Yes!" you shouted, before he could hit your bum but he still did it, catching you by surprise. 

 "If you want me to fuck you..." he taunted you, slowly kissing your neck, sucking on the soft skin only drawing away to continue. "If you want me to put my big cock into your tight little pussy." He was leaving a trail of hickeys all down to your collarbones. "To fuck you until you can't even speak. Then." he let his teeth sink into your soft flesh, making you whimper, hiding his smile by biting down harder. "You have to suck my cock first. Get on your knees, slut." 

 He took a step away from you and you instantely dropped to your knees, hitting the cold wood floor. The name he called you made you even more desperate.

 Bakugou's face lit up at your obedience, but when he got rid of his boxers, he froze for a moment. 

 "Oi, purple hair, you have nipple clamps and all that shit?" 

 Your eyes went wide, at the mention of that.

 Hitoshi, sitting in the armchair, stood to his feet, reaching an all-to-familiar closet and pulling one of the drawers wide open. 

 "Come take a look." he offered, sitting back.

 Bakugou ran his eyes through all the stuff that was there. Who could've thought that Shinsou Hitoshi and his little, beautiful slut were such a kinky couple behind closed doors? This drawer held everything he could think and not think of using.

 In the end he came back with only nipple clamps. He put nimple clamps on your nipples, cold metal and the feeling making you shiver. He ran his hand through your hair, grabbing a handful, pulling you a bit up from the ground. You were a bit confused. What did he want? It hurt when he pulled your hair like that. That's when he pulled out a big veiny vibrator he had also took from the drawer. Your eyes widened at the sight of it. Oh how you hated that toy. Hitoshi had only used it twice - one time when you were drunk and flirted with Shoto Todoroki and another time when you kissed Kaminari on the lips, when you both found youselves awkwardly standing under the mistletoe, and every one of those times it hurt like a bitch.

 "D-Don't use it, it will hurt." you mumbled, looking at Bakugou with a pleading look but he just squatted down, still holding your hair in a tight hold while removing your panties and leaving you bare.

 "Oh, I know it will," assured Bakugou, smile never wavering. "Now be a good fucking slut and sit on it." 

 Your eyes widened once again as he pushed the vibrator right under your bare pussy, lining it with your opening. You weren't even stretched out or ready, your only lube being your own juices. 

 "Bakugou, I'm not even read-" he didn't wait for you to finish your sentence, harshly sitting you down on the huge dildo, making your scream out through the room. It slowly stretched you out, making you scream even more when Bakugou pushed it in even deeper. Your tight walls were pulsating on it, pain almost unbearable, making you pant and groan. 

 "That's what I like to see." laughed Bakugou. "Now, your sweet boyfriend over there," he nodded towards Hitoshi, sitting on his armchair, legs crossed. "Has control over the vibrator remote. Don't know how high he'll set it, but if you come before I do, you're gonna regret that, slut." 

 You couldn't help but let out a moan. Even with the discomfort that the cold silicone thing inside you was giving, the thought of being used and abused by the handsome blond right before you was tempting. Bakugou threaded both his hands through your hair and you understood that there was no chance that he would let you go at your own pace. His cock looked even more big at this angle, it was a tad bit shorter than Hitoshi's, but definitely thicker. The vein at the underside of his cock made you lick your lips.

 "You really want my cock, huh?" gruffed Bakugou, and without any doubt pushed into your already open mouth. He was going slowly, not reaching your throat just yet. Just then, you felt the vibrator start buzzing inside you, making you open up wider and letting Bakugou slide in deeper. 

 His thrusts started getting faster, causing you to let out a muffled gag with almost every single one of them. That's when Shinsou turned up the power, overwhelming you to almost roll your eyes back. Your walls clenched around the toy, the fast pace that Bakugou set being almost too much to handle.

 He groaned, rutting his hips making you choke, but he didn't stop there, no. He pulled you towards him, not minding the choking and saliva already dripping down your chin. He didn't stop when your nose hit his pubes, now blocking your already limited ability to breathe through your nose. 

 The vibrator’s power increased once again, this time by a lot, you moan around Bakugou's cock, compelling him to let out a low moan. He held your hair even more tight, and snapped his hips even at the more animalistic pace.

 You grabbed his thigh, trying to remind him that you needed to breathe, but he only laughed. 

 The little ball of pleasure at the bottom of your belly started increasing and you couldn't even think about stopping yourself, when the sudden increase of the vibrator's speed became unbearable, making you come fast and hard, unable to breathe, white dots painting your vision, moaning around the cock that was stuffed down your throat, riding out your orgasm. 

 "You came," Bakugou spit out, almost disguisted and pushed you off his cock, making you gag at the loss of it, cheeks bright red, from the lack of air and embarrassment, "I wasn't even half-way there." 

 You still moaned, eyes rolling up, dildo working as hard in your tight hole that was already too stretched out at this point. It was almost not that bad at this point, even though it was literally pushed into you with no foreplay. 

 "Turn it off, eye-bags," he scoffed. "I have a better idea." 

 Shinsou surprisingly complied and you pouted, now only left with the unpleasant throbbing around a big dildo. 

 Bakugou once again, lifted you up by your hair, one hand harshly pulling the toy out of your hole and throwing it to the side. "Take a gag and come here." he ordered to your purple-haired boyfriend, who, without your knowledge, had been pumping his cock to the view the whole time and was now even harder than before.

 Shinsou searched through the drawer when he finally came, a cock-shaped gag with a strap on in his hands.

 "Put it in her mouth." once again ordered Bakugou, taking a step away. Shinsou looked down at you, pushing your hair away from your face the look in his eyes loving.

 "Open up, kitten." he requested and you obediently did so, to which he smiled. He slipped it in your mouth, the cock almost hitting your throat, but even if not, still making your jaw ache. Hitoshi clipped the lock behind your head and secured it tightly. You were now left without an ability to speak. 

 Then he pulled out a collar, one that was very familiar to you. Now without you being able to say anything, you couldn't say that you were against his fucking pet-play. 

 His cold hands ghosted your neck, giving it one soft squeeze, as if testing the waters and then he secured the collar around your neck. He made it way too tight. It seemed like both of them wanted you to suffocate today. 

 He led you to bed where Bakugou was already waiting. Shinsou took you by the shoulders, softly biting at your shoulder blades. 

 "You ready for Bakugou's cock, kitten?" You awkardly nodded, the cock stuffed into your mouth, making it sore. Bakugou lined up with your entrance as Shinsou was now held your waist, slowly easing you down on Bakugou's cock, the blond growling at the feeling of how tight you were.

 Even after you've been stretched out by the dildo, it still hurt and you felt tears start roll down your checks, but Hitoshi was quick to kiss them away while holding you tightly from behind. He turned your face to the side, kissing your gagged lips. 

 You were thankful for the care, but you just wanted to feel Bakugou move inside you. Wondering how good he'll actually feel. You wiggled your butt, trying to get him to move, or make Shinsou move you but you only got a harsh smack landed on your already sore ass

. "Don't even dare moving, kitten." hissed Hitoshi, danger lurking somewhere in his tone, making you quiver. "If you do, I just might have to tighten the collar and shove my own dick down your throat instead of this silicone shit." the thought made you shiver and clench harder on Katsuki's cock.

 "Woah, she's really a little fuckin' masochist, isn't she?" asked Bakugou, as if you weren't even in the room. 

 "Yeah, that's the best part." chuckled Hitoshi, his long fingers ghosting over your breasts, squeezing them like some kind of stress ball. You sat there, on Bakugou's cock, while Hitoshi whispered all the dirty things he wanted to do to you when finally, Bakugou snarled.

 "Enough with the dirty talk, just stuff your dick in already, ya' freak." he growled , making your eyes as wide as plates. 

 With your main hole occupied, you were most certainly sure he would take your other hole, but you didn't even want to think about it - if he had the same mindset as Bakugou today, then this was gonna hurt. You couldn't handle another cock showed down your hole again, you might just rip in half. 

 "Don't worry, he's not gonna ruin your sweet little asshole." chuckled Bakugou. He didn't show that at all, but he just wanted to move as fast as possible. The way your walls squeezed his cock was making him crazy. 

 That's when it hit you and you started thrashing around, only to be stopped by Hitoshi's death grip that was most definitely going to leave bruises.

 "I know what you're thinking, but your hole won't rip if you take two cocks at once." he assured, slowly lining up with your entrance from behind, and then leaning against your ear. "And even if it does, do I look like a give a shit?" With that, he slowly slid in, making you scream around the gag. Grabbing onto Katsuki’s shoulders, you dug your nails into causing him to groan. 

 Shinsou never ever tried shit like that, even when he invited Kaminari to join and spice things up.

 When he was fully in he stopped, letting you adjust. You couldn't help but draw short breaths through your nose, trying to get adjusted to being stretched out so so much. You felt so full, that you couldn't even think clearly. 

 The boys waited another moment, until they started moving, slowly and evenly at first, but then taking different rhythms, making it feel so much better.

 Shinsou played with your breasts, softly caressing your skin with his lips, calling you kitten, love and babe while thrusting slowly and deeply. 

 Bakugou, on the other hand, circled fast circles onto your clit with the pads of his fingers, shouting at you all these profanities, calling you a cock-hungry slut, a bitch and all that, while his thrusts were shallow and piercingly quick, sometimes deeper.

 Both boys groaned and it still hurt, but the pain was forming into mind-clouding, hot pleasure and you moaned into the gag, when you felt Shinsou tug at your collar, making you let out a choke at which, his thrusts got faster. 

 The bundle of pleasure was once again beggining to pool at the bottom of your belly, white dots painting your vision, their thrusts and dirty words taking you into a whole new level of pleasure. 

 They came almost at the same time, painting your inner walls with their hot seed, and you came soon after, stars dotting your vision, eyes rolling back, breathing deeply, slumping back to Shinsou's chest, trying to not close your eyes. 

 They didn't pull out just yet and their hot cum was beggining to spill out, at which, Shinsou groaned. 

 "Pull out." he ordered to Bakugou and the other male groaned at the displeasure. 

 "Fuck off." he answered, not following his orders.

 "Pull out or I'll never ever even consider inviting you to one of our little sessions." growled Shinsou and you squeezed on their cocks, making them slightly growl. "I might as well invite Kaminari or Midorya." 

 Just from hearing the latter name, Bakugou's brows furrowed and he hesitantly pulled out, leaving you with only Shinsou's cock. 

 He somehow still having the energy and was hard once again. Shinsou pushed you on all fours and fucked their mixed seed into you, making you moan around the gag. 

 Bakugou got under you, lifting his head up, taking off the nipple clamps to suck on your sensitive nipples and that's when you realised that oh, this was far from over. 

 You were stupid for thinking that they would satisfy themselves with just sticking both of their cocks into your tight little hole.

 The rest of the evening was just them switching between who got to fuck you and arguing about it, until they just took the gag out and after that you couldn't even tell who's cock it was in your mouth and who's in your hole. You didn't really care, you were too wasted to care.

 But even when you couldn't think straight anymore as you were shouting out their names mindessly, you still managed to think that this was the best punishment Shinsou had thought of yet.

 And somewhere, deep down, you hoped to be punished again and again and again.

⁀➷ UNDER THE INFLUENCE

pairing. bakuguo, izuku, shinso x fem!reader

warnings. so many typos omg, cussing, hints of jealousy

genre. fluff, humor

note. imma be so fr i just wanted an excuse to write longing/nervous izuku he's so fucking cute

When one too many drinks leads to a (drunk) confession or two.

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