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slayfics · 2 days

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Unknown Pleasures Ch.2

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

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The next school year had finally come, and it was time for Hitoshi to join the hero course. As excited as he was to begin his path to becoming a hero, he couldn't help but feel the universe was mocking him.

It started with his new dorm room assignment. He had been assigned to the empty room on the fourth floor. Which just so happened to be next to Katsuki's room. Then his seat assignment in class happened to be right behind yours.

Which might have been nice, if it didn't mean he had a front-row seat to seeing you fawn over Katsuki every damn day.

It was ridiculous how many times you gazed off to look at him during lectures. Fourty-two times in lecture today, he kept a tally.

Wherever Katsuki went, you were trailing close behind. Praising him, ogling over him, trying to be closer to him. It was painfully obvious to Hitoshi, he wondered why no one else picked up on it. Even worse, Katsuki did little to return any of your affections.

Maybe it wouldn't infuriate him as much if Katsuki reciprocated your affinity. Hitoshi did observe that Katsuki yelled at you slightly less than others and didn't complain about your presence slightly less than others. Be that as it may, it was still laughable compared to what Hitoshi knew you deserved.

Hitoshi winced at the way you'd prance over to Katsuki- books held tightly to your chest, skirt bouncing up and down, big doe eyes looking up at him. Just to have some snide remark thrown at you by the blond. Your smile instantly dulls, your shoulders drop, and your eyes become dreary.

Katsuki dimmed your light, and you didn't notice it, but Hitoshi did.

Yet, ever the gentleman, Hitoshi kept his distance since you had turned down his advance. Instead, he watched as you kept at your chase to win over the chihuahua's affection.

Until.

It was late at night. Late enough for you to be in trouble for being out of your room and on the boy's side of the dorms. Hitoshi heard your yells along with Katsuki's, followed by the slam of a door.

He tried to ignore it and tell himself it wasn't his business but he couldn't stand knowing you were in pain.

Hitoshi stood up from his bed to open his door. You were just passing his room and froze at the sound. Your eyes locked with his, they were puffy, red, and your face was damp with tears.

"You alight?" he asked. A dumb question he knew, but where else could he start.

"Me? I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me, general studies," you said with a weak smile and wink despite your disheveled appearance. Then your face caught a mischievous smirk as you said far too loudly, "Wow Shinso you finished your room up nicely."

He knew. He knew what you were doing, but- he didn't stop you as you padded into his room.

You wanted Katsuki to hear. You wanted to use him to make the blond jealous.

Why couldn't he stop you?

He wanted to be closer to you, but not like this.

"You really do like your music, don't you?" You asked, hands behind your back as you spun around his room reading the posters. "And... cats?" You asked with a teasing smile picking up a plushie cat on his bed.

"That was a gift," he said slightly embarrassed rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's cute, kinda looks like you. It's got that dead look in its eyes," you said playfully jumping up to sit on his desk.

Hitoshi didn't give into any of your teases though, "Do you want to talk about it?" he asked as he observed a few tears still forming in your eyes.

"I'm not the kind of girl that likes to talk," you said looking down to pet the stuffed cat.

Hitoshi nodded in understanding. He should have stopped there. Asked you to leave if you didn't want to talk. But- you stalked into his room. You were in his space. You asked for this.

"You know... you have options if he isn't treating you right," Hitoshi said boldly.

Your eyes snapped from the cat to his, taken off guard by his bluntness. You tried but no witty remarks came to mind, as Hitoshi stepped a bit closer.

"He doesn't appreciate you. Doesn't notice how you go out of your way for him, how your eyes light up when you see him, how you wait for him to acknowledge you. But I do. You give it away to him for free, but I would earn it, work for you, value you. Why don't you give something else a try?" Hitoshi suggested as he stood directly in front of you.

"Shinso, you don't understand," You muttered before new tears formed.

"I know- I don't know the whole story. What I do know is you're here crying because he made you cry. Aren't you tired of this?" he asked inching even closer, and gently wiped away a tear. "He was stupid to let you walk away," he said, eyes resting on your lips.

You knew you should leave. Your crush on Katsuki ran too deep, but Hitoshi's words played in your head like a song you'd been dying to hear, and you couldn't find the willpower to move away from him. "You're making a mistake," you spoke softly, heart rate increasing as he neared even closer daring to close the gap between you both.

"Let me," he whispered, closing the gap, lips pressed to yours.

You had time to pull away but didn't, it felt so nice. The affection you longed for so needed, the soft collision so wanted. Your hands moved on their own fingers interlacing with lavender strands. Pulling him deeper in.

The lavender was so pleasant.

Thank you to everyone that hyped this enough to inspire me to make another chapter.

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habken · 1 year

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shinsou <3

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sinfulpanda16 · 4 months

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Someone Better?

Hitoshi Shinsou x fem reader

"There's someone else I like."

Those words kept playing back in his head over and over again. Kirishima had asked you out earlier, you didn't tell him, but he found through Kaminari. Why the hell did you reject him? Kirishima? That man has everything the looks, the strength, the personality, you two would look so good and perfect together it pissed Shinsou off.

He was walking you home like usual but he couldn't stop thinking about what Kaminari had told him. He was looking down at the ground when he spoke up "Hey, so I found out that Kirishima asked you out." he says and then turned to look at you.

You're taken aback a bit by him, how did he know? Kaminari was there when Kiri shot his shot so he probably told Shinsou you figured. You relaxed a bit and giggled. "Oh yeah he did" you replied a bit shy after remembering that moment.

He fucking caught that. The little blush growing on your face, probably at the thought of Kirishima. Oh no. Did that mean...no. He mustered up the courage and asked "So, how'd it go? Did you say yes?"

You laughed softly. "Oh no. I rejected him."

"No? Wait why?" he asked. He was relieved of course but at the same time a bit shocked. A lot of people would love to be with someone like Kirishima.

You turned away and looked at the ground "There's someone else I like." you smile softly and continue "Someone I really like and I want to be with him."

Its quiet for a bit, you turned to look back at him. Shinsou was already looking into your eyes. He gave you a small smile, you returned his smile and he tells you "I'm happy for you Y/N".

Shinsou grunts as he finishes his last set on the bench press. With one last grunt he pushes the barbell up and he's done. He sits up all sweaty and panting. Damn his workout was so good, letting out his jealousy. He smiles to himself "Fuck Y/N. You know how to get me fired up."

He gets up and heads for a shower. He let's the water run in his hair.

"I'm happy for you Y/N."

He runs his finger through his damp hair. No the hell he's not. The thought of you being with someone else makes his chest ache. He wants you to be happy yes but...not with someone else. He wishes you could be happy with him.

That night he layed in bed looking up at the ceiling.

"There's someone else I like. Someone I really like and I want to be with him."

Him. If not Kirishima who? Who the he'll could that guy be? Is he better than Kirishima? He grabs grips of his hair in frustration. There's someone better. Shinsou has always been insecure about his looks, he knows he's not a lady's man, his quirk, with everyone having told him its makes for a good villain not a hero, his strength, he wasn't automatically placed in Class 1-A or 1-B and everything in general. You mean to say that's there's someone who can top all that better than Kirishima? Needless to say, Shinsou fell asleep after a few tears of jealousy and insecurity.

The next day after-school you and him were at the nature park. School has been a bit heavy on yall so you decided some time outside would be relaxing. Shinsou was following behind you, smiling like an idiot watching your cute self lead him to a 'pretty place'. You turn around "You like cute things right, Shinsou?" you ask him.

Yeah. You, Shinsou said in his mind. "Well, I don't mind them." He said chuckling at your question.

A bit more walking later and you both arrived at a flower field. "Tada! Here we are!" you announced excitedly. It was beautiful, the endless sea of flowers. Shinsou stared out into it "Wow. This is pretty Y/N." he said and turned to you smiling. You returned his smile and for a moment it was just you and him, in front of the giant flower field. His purple eyes looking back at your (e/c) eyes, they're so pretty. Everything about you is beautiful, your eyes, your smile, your aura, even your interests were beautiful. Like the flower field you brought him to.

Shinsou blushes and turns away abruptly his eyes landing on a tree. Shinsou smiles, "Hey let's climb that tree. We'd get a better view of the flowers from up there." he says hoping you'd want to.

You bright up "Yes lets! But make sure to catch me in case I fall." you order playfully.

Shinsou chuckles "I'll be right your side don't worry." he reassures you. Smiling softly as you head towards the tree.

You go to climb the tree being careful to not slip. Shinsou was below also making sure you were careful. When you were seated on a branch he starts climbing the tree and sits right next you. The both of you smile looking out into the landscape. "This is nice. Right Shinsou?" you say not looking away from the sunset setting behind the flowers.

Shinsou responds softly "Yeah. I could do this with you over and over again." You blush at his words, you could do this over and over with him too. He was looking at you and he saw you blushing. He did that?

Shinsou takes a deep breath making you turn to him. "Y/N" he says firmly and goes to hold both your hands. You're shocked by his actions but don't pull away. He begins to speak again "You're the only person that has made me feel things no one else has ever made me feel. You make me feel like I'm this strong, well-respected and remarkable man...but... you also make me feel like I'm this weak, undeserving, invalid man. You drive me nuts." What is he saying? You make him feel sad? "This must be what falling in love feels like. Because regardless of the insecurities you bring me back to, I still want to be with you, and I want to only be with you. I want to go far and beyond to work on myself so I can be the best man for you. Y/N..." he brings your right hand closer to his face and places your knuckles on his lips "I love you." he says gently and leaves his lips on your knuckles closing his eyes.

You're shocked "Shinsou." you say softly. He opens his eyes looking right at your beautiful ones. He pulls your hand away "I know there's someone else. Someone else better than me for you, and I have no right to get in between you two but...If you give a chance, I promise to go to the depths of the earth for you. I promise you won't regret it." he says emotionally.

You hold his cheek smiling softly at him and go in for a kiss. Shinsou is taken aback but doesn't pull away. He kisses you back your lips taste so sweet and unconsciously he wraps his arms around your waist.

After a moment you pull away and smile at him. "Shinsou, you're the one I want to be with. I love you too." you say making him forget the insecurities he had earlier, making the happiest man on earth.

"Thank you, Y/N" he replies going in for another to which you happily return.

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thetwomeansofrefuge-musicandcats · 4 months

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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.

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stardust-sprinkler · 1 year

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Calling Shinsou by His Pro-Hero Name in Bed:

The first time you say it, he’s got you on your back on the desk in his office, his pants barely undone and your panties pulled to the side. His rhythm falters, his hips still as his perpetually sleepy eyes widen substantially.

It had never even crossed his mind, but suddenly it’s like a switch has been flipped—now it’s all he wants to hear from your sex-drunk lips.

He quickly realizes that you haven’t even registered saying it. Your eyes are hazy, a few tears trickling and smudging some of your eyeliner. Shallow breaths accompany needy whimpers as you try to roll your hips, frustrated beyond belief that he’s not moving. You practically sob out, “‘shi, why’d’ya stop?”

Christ, you look so beautiful, fucked-out and desperate for him.

He immediately resumes fucking you, but this time—he’s throwing your legs over his shoulders, gripping your thighs tightly enough to dig his nails into the supple flesh, and thrusting into you like it’s all he was made to do. His new pace speeds up past its predecessor, and he’s snarling out demands in a way he never has before.

“Say it again, princess…”

“Hi-hito..shi—”

Your broken attempts are cut off when a cry is torn from your throat. One of his hands had cracked against your ass hard enough to make you clench suddenly around him. His head tips back for a moment, a string of curse words being tossed towards the ceiling.

Then his gaze is locked on you once more, eyes heavily lidded, but somehow still blazing hot. “Nope. Try again, slut. And if you say Shinsou, I’m gonna turn your ass red.”

You let out a frantic mewl, wracking your addled brain for what else you could’ve called him… Something finally beckons to you.

“P-please, Mindjack — fuck me! Ha-arder, please!”

His eyes slam shut and he grits his teeth harshly, fighting to strengthen the tenuous grip he has on his sanity as he keeps his pace. You suddenly feel a hand squeezing the sides of your throat.

“What a smart little kitten… such a pretty slut for your hero, hm? Say it again.”

You obey eagerly, repetition your only focus, and he rewards you with a finger circling your clit. You scream yourself hoarse, sure anyone else working late hours could hear you, floors away. His nom de guerre is the only thing you can recall—everything else has drifted leagues away while he fucks you brainless.

This man doesn’t need his quirk to have complete control of you.

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angelshimaa · 4 months

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

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

event.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“i’m counting on it.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“i don't see why not.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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slayfics · 4 months

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Unknown Pleasures Ch.1

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

Warnings: Minor angst

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey general studies~," You teased.

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

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

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

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

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

But why?

What did you see in that belligerent blond?

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

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

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

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

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

Hitoshi spoke, bringing you out of your spiraling thoughts.

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

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

“Is he your boyfriend?” Hitoshi asked further.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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demonontheroad · 2 months

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The t4t couple ever

#shinkami fandom keeps winning #t4t #why shinkami is absolutely the top tier ship #shinkami #bnha shinsou #denki kaminari #kaminari x shinsou #denki x shinsou #my art #digital art #artists on tumblr #fanart #doodle #sketch #kamishin

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mhathotfic · 27 days

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Imagine having the soulmate link of shared/hearing each other’s thoughts and having the nastiest conversations in your shared head space, only for your mutual friend to be a mind reader and cringe and squirm in discomfort because of it.

Now imagine polyamorous shinkami knowing you can hear everyone’s thoughts and thus can’t find your own soulmate so they decide to make you their third wheel.

Ended up both falling in love with you, so now they’re aggressively hitting on you and waiting until you confront them about it to confess.

They aren’t even being subtle about it. Hitoshi literally told Denki that he wants to have you pinned between them so you can all share each other and not have to worry about something stupid like jealousy.

You really should just say something, but you kinda like the fact that you’re coy act is frustrating them because they’re thoughts keep getting nastier and it’s better material than most of the smut you read

#bnha kaminari #mha kaminari #bnha shinsou #mha shinsou #soulmate au #shinkami x reader

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berryafternoonn · 1 year

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#shinkami #bnha shinsou #bnha shinso hitoshi #hitoshi shinsou #mha shinsou #denki kaminari #mha denki #mha #denki fanart #mha kaminari #bnha kaminari #kaminaridenki

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fernandesart · 10 months

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Remember when✨️

#my art #shinkami #kamishin #shinsou x kaminari #shinsou hitoshi #kaminari denki #bnha shinsou #bnha kaminari #still love them even though i dont read/watch bnha anymore

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fantasydaydreamers · 6 months

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👾"g̶̢͕̼̩̘̮͙͕̥͍͓̱͔̻̯̔̏͐̈͌͋͆́̈́̍̈́͗̉̕l̶̜̬̘͂͊̈́̒̔̎̐̀͘͝͝i̴͖͍̭͐͂̉̍̓̃̓̚ṱ̷̨̖͚̘̞̦͈͕̠̜̤̾̊́ͅc̷̨̳̭̙̯̰͈̠̪̤̺̏́̃̂̿͘͝h̴̨̗̮̠̰͔͆̓̑͒͊ͅ" Gamer!Shinsou x Reader👾

"Tamaki, can we please go get some food now?" You whine, sprawled out on his penthouse floor. The sound of furious typing was the only response you received as your best friend continued to fixate on his computer. Frowning, you roll onto your stomach and glare at the back of his head which was barely peeking over the top of his black gaming chair.

"You said one last round, an hour ago," you try again, speaking louder and more clearly, hoping he'd get the hint.

Clickclickclickclick-

Cursing under your breath, you heave yourself up to stand, stretching as you make your way over to the large windows adorning the side of his apartment. It was getting late, and although you had crashed in on Tamaki unexpectedly, it was because you hadn't seen much of him lately since he's been busy with work. But if means having a view like this...

Tamaki's high-rise apartment sat right in the middle of downtown Tokyo, so you could see everything from up here. The sun had just set, but the neon lights from downtown lit everything back up. Pink and blues swirled in the fog that hung over the city, making it look dystopian.

Which, honestly, didn't seem that far off.

New technologies have been surging tremendously, making it the epitome of the future. The rapid growth was scary to you, but Tamaki thrived on the new advances and had a talent for navigating the cyber world. "Nerd," you mumble fondly, glancing at him again, seeing his profile completely zoned in on whatever he was doing. You've known him since high school, quickly becoming friends with him when you two were partnered up for a biology project and he couldn't even look at the dissection without turning green.

Needless to say, you two became best friends as you survived the class and the rest of high school together. Now both of you were just finishing up college, Tamaki already securing a full-time job at Ↄypher Teↄh, or CT for short, which is the leading company for all the new advances and is responsible for giving him this kickass apartment.

Although, that was just another reminder as to why you couldn't order in food. You tried before, but Tamaki told you it went against Ↄypher Teↄh's policies to have unauthorized visitors to company-issued housing.

"O...kay..." you had spoken slowly, "but I'm authorized?" You didn't remember signing any paperwork or hearing Tamaki getting approval for anything. He just assured you that everything was taken care of and that you're allowed as long as you don't bring along any of your other mutual friends.

"Just scan this at the elevator whenever you come to visit," he had instructed, giving you a blank light blue plastic card with a single barcode on the back, "and do not lose it. I only get one." You had rolled your eyes commenting that he's always so nervous about everything, but after seeing his humorless expression, you were in disbelief that he would think that low of you.

"I'm serious, (Y/n)," Tamaki's eyes softened finally in the midst of your stare-down. "I can't have any fangirls-"

He couldn't finish his sentence, seeing the 'really' look solidifying on your face causing him to laugh. The idea of Tamaki even coming close enough to a girl, let alone gaining fangirls, was a joke in itself. Being paired up together in high school was fate and you love reminding him that he's going to have to interact with other girls at some point besides you. Needless to say, you couldn't hold a straight face afterward, both of you giggling in the middle of his empty apartment.

That was months ago and you still held on tight to the card, scanning it at the elevator for his private floor whenever you entered the building.

His apartment was still somewhat empty, which you didn't understand either because, with a view like this, it should have some furniture to appreciate it with. A single bed in the bedroom and a single couch in the living room with a small ass TV didn't count! The only expensive thing in the apartment would be his computer setup. It felt empty and cold just like the refrigerator in his kitchen.

"I actually think you're only alive because of me," you finally walk over to him, seeing nothing but numbers fly across his screen as you finally realize what he's doing. "You're working, you liar!" Flicking his forehead, you thought this whole time he was playing that RPG Neito got him addicted too.

The flick snapped him out of it, the insistent clicking on the keyboard finally stopping. "What was that for?!" Tamaki whines, rubbing at his forehead as he finally turns to look at you, dark circles on the bags under his eyes like they were designer.

You look down at your wrist, mocking as if you were checking a watch, only to glance back up at him expectantly. He rolls his eyes, opening his mouth to respond but freezes when his stomach grumbles.

"Aha!" Pointing at him triumphantly, you cross your arms over your chest and stand proudly over him.

"You're lucky I was finished anyways," he mumbles, turning back to his screen to type in a few more things before closing out of the tabs.

"What were you working on?" You ask, stepping away as he pushes his chair back to stand up and stretch. Tamaki yawns loudly, as you two make your way over to the door.

"A few reports came in of some bugs in their system, so I had to fix it," he shrugs, pulling on his winter coat and scarf. You pull on your winter coat as well, shaking your head in awe.

"I don't know how you do it, but every time I remember what you do, I'm always impressed."

Tamaki unlocks the door and holds it open for you, making sure to lock it once you two are in the hallway. "I went to school for this, so I would hope it paid off somehow," he smiles softly but a look of weariness crosses his features.

"What's up?" Bumping into him playfully, you two make your way to the elevator, calling it to his private floor. You didn't doubt that Tamaki's job was taxing, since you hardly understood it yourself, but having to stare at a screen for hours on end and remember numbers and codes seemed stressful.

The elevator doors open to the neon blue interior and as you both step in, you turn to Tamaki seeing the genuine indecisiveness on his face.

"Where are we going to eat?"

~*~*~*~*

All throughout dinner, Tamaki kept checking his phone and you started to feel guilty for pulling him away from work. It got so bad that you finished eating before him as he hardly touched his food.

"Am I going to get you in trouble?" For the nth time this evening, you watch his fingers fly across a keyboard.

"Hm? No," he had replied, locking the screen and making a show of putting it facedown on the table. "You were saying?"

You apologized anyways and could tell he felt guilty for neglecting you too, but once again, you know he's been busy with work. Soon enough, the two of you parted ways, Tamaki promising to make it up to you as he hurried back to his glamorous penthouse suite and you to your not-so-glamorous dorm room.

The semester was winding down, winter break was quickly approaching, and you couldn't wait to spend a full week at Tamaki's. You mentioned the idea to him before and he agreed, also hoping to take a vacation from work.

"Hey, (Y/n)!" A voice calls out to you as you bury your face closer in your scarf hoping it will block out the frigid winter wind. Turning as much as you can, you see Neito jogging up to you, his blonde hair tucked inside a grey beanie, cheeks flushed red from the cold. Pausing your steps, you wait for him to catch up. "Can you do me a favor?"

Groaning, you're about to protest when Neito interrupts you. "Please! It's not a big deal, I swear." He pushes his hands together, pleading with puppy-dog eyes.

In terms of friendship, if Tamaki was your best friend, Neito was the stray dog the two of you adopted along the way.

Who you also love.

Unfortunetly.

"What?" Pretending to be annoyed, you break when Neito starts whooping loudly. "Shut up, idiot! It's late," you laugh lightly, smacking his arm.

Neito cackles and lowers his backpack. "So, Tamaki texted me the other day if I could give him the old laptop he left in our dorm forever ago. I know he got his new job with all the new tech gadgets but c'mon...how do you forget a laptop?" He pulls a thin black laptop and charger out of the bag, handing it to you. "Anyways, I can't give it to him because I'm leaving early for winter break, literally tomorrow, and I haven't had time to give it to him sooner since I've been studying this whole week for the final exams my professors let me take early."

"I saw him earlier and I don't know if I'll see him again until break...he's been busy," you pout, still eyeing the laptop in your hands.

"Awh poor little you," Neito pats your head teasingly making you swat him away, "I mean, he didn't say it was urgent. Also, he's lasted months without it so I think you can wait until you see him again. I tried logging in to see what kind of por-"

"Neito!" You yell, aiming to kick him in the balls, face flushing from disbelief.

"Shut up, idiot! It's late," he mocks you, pitching his voice higher as he dodges your attack.

"I hate you."

"Awh~ I love you too!"

He picks his backpack up, still cackling like the gremlin he is. "Seriously though, it's password protected, but you can't blame me for being curious about what he has on there. In general, I mean." Neito hurries to add, seeing you wind up another kick.

Rolling your eyes, you tuck the laptop and charger under your arm. "Whatever, Neito. I promise to tell him that when I give it to him."

A flash of fear crosses his eyes as he laughs nervously. "Uh...how about we add onto the favor that maybe you don't mention that teeny tinypart?"

Halfway through his begging, you had already walked away, tossing a hand up in goodbye, hearing him call out your name anxiously. Giggling to yourself, you head to your dorm feeling your phone vibrate in your pocket with what were sure to be Neito's pleas.

The warm air that hit you when you opened the door to your building was blissful and you all but rushed to your room, hurriedly pulling your keys out which got caught on your wallet, causing it to fall on the floor. Huffing in annoyance, you bend down and pick it up, seeing that Tamaki's keycard almost slid out, causing your heart to skip a beat.

Careful, (Y/n), you remind yourself gently. Gripping the card tightly, you unlock the door to your room. Tossing Tamaki's laptop on your bed, along with the card and wallet, you take your coat off and get ready for the night.

~*~*~*~*

It was late by the time you finally got in bed.

Still concerned about Tamaki, mixed with the faint reminder you almost lost something of his when you promised him you wouldn't, made you cringe. Now, you were in possession of two of his things. The laptop is still on your bed with the blue keycard on top of it, mocking you.

I should definitely put that card back in my wallet...

Groaning, you roll back out of bed and grab the keycard, jumping when the laptop makes a soft beeping sound.

You freeze, not knowing what just happened, and stare at the laptop for a while before slowly sitting back down on your bed to open it.

The screen flashes on, showing a blank profile picture with a keypad underneath for a password, but the 9-digit spaces were filled in with masking dots. Remembering Neito's confession from earlier, you roll your eyes, about to close the laptop when the account suddenly unlocks.

Your jaw drops in shock, seeing the blankest background ever to load. "He never decorates anything," your lip curls up in annoyance thinking this was about to be a revolutionary discovery but the pale blue wallpaper was so sad it was almost funny. A sudden pop-up came from the bottom right corner of your screen.

^*bypass successful

Confusion wasn't a strong enough word to describe what you were feeling right now. This was starting to feel intrusive and you didn't mean to unlock it so how did it-

Your eyes slowly move from the screen to the card still in your hand as another pop-up appears.

^*enable encryption?

Tossing the card on the other end of your bed, far away from the laptop, you scramble and click 'deny,' hoping to stop whatever is happening.

Thankfully, the pop-ups disappear and you're left staring at the wallpaper again, a single purple icon in the top right corner of the screen. It was then you realize just how fast your heart is beating and how loud it seems to be in your room.

Taking a deep breath you try to convince yourself you're doing this because you're concerned about Tamaki and how much he's been working and this was for him!

Clicking on the icon, you wait anxiously, your heart thudding in your ears as the page loads...

To a regular browser.

Your shoulders deflate and you let out a breath you didn't know you were holding. "Ha! I was worried about nothing!"

To calm your racing heart, you reach for the card you tossed earlier and actually put it back in your wallet, making sure it's secure. Crawling back in bed, you drag the laptop with you, hoping to watch something to fall asleep too.

"If only he had some movies on here," you say to yourself, choosing the next best option.

YouTube.

Typing it in the search bar, it loads and you go browse the recommended page.

'PRANKING ANGRY ROOMMATE GONE WRONG (!!!NOT CLICKBAIT!!!) IT BACKFIRED ON US?!?! COLLAB W/ ROCKSOLID' by LightningMcKami

Ehhhh...seems like it would be too loud.

'my everyday makeup routineeeee :) *!!!GIVEAWAY!!!*' by VivaLaMina

A possible maybe.

'How a game of 7 Minutes in Heaven changed my life: STORYTIME' by bvrnt.eros

"...Huh...wrong crossover. Next."

'InsomniacGamer calmly talking about his cat in the middle of absolute CHAOS: A 10 min compilation' by fantasydaydreamers

A familiar purple-haired boy in the thumbnail caught your attention. You've heard of him before, but never got the chance to watch him. A clip from his stream went viral on social media a while ago, gaining traction because of his unique hypnotizing voice and famous high-tech face mask.

The only visible feature on his face was his eyes, which sparked interest in his full appearance. He's mostly known for his late-night streams which rings true with his username and-

2:49 a.m.

Might as well.

You click on the video and it jumps right in, showing InsomniacGamer playing Northbury Grove, the villain chasing after him with the intense background noises blaring. His eyes were calm but confused as he expertly navigated his way around the map.

"Well," a dramatic pause as the protruding speakers on his mask lit up neon purple with his words. His character gets caught and he looks to the side at what you assume was the chat, "Silas acts the same way towards me when his ears engage in airplane mode so, of course, I wasn't scared." A long pause as the video zooms into his narrowing eyes giving you the impression he was smirking. "I'm used to dealing with feisty kitties, isn't that right chat?" He finally says in a mock-condescending tone, his smooth deep voice vibrating your speakers.

Your mouth parts slightly at his comment while still trying to process the voice you just heard. It wasn't like anything you've heard before and it sounded a lot different from what you remembered in the viral clip. Though it had been a while, you don't recall it sounding so smooth and deep.

The video cuts to a black screen and you read the white text that pops up. 'This is just a 10-minute compilation of InsomniacGamer talking about his cat, Silas! All clips are taken from his stream which I have linked in the description! Sub to him! Enjoyyyy~!'

It cuts to the next clip which shows him playing The Walking Dead as he watches a zombie tear into a corpse with an eyebrow raised. "God...this is Silas every day when I feed him. Kittens, why does he act like he doesn't eat? Ever?" Glancing at the facecam, you see him look genuinely concerned.

Kittens?

The next clip shows him playing Minecraft, the only sound being the nostalgic background music. You watch the pixelated cat with a "Silas" nametag scare away a creeper. He watches silently before giving the camera a deadpan look.

"IRL Silas would never. He would've watched me explode and come up to my dead remains, meowing, demanding dinner."

It cuts once more to him silently building a TNT wall around himself, before using a flint and steel to light it. You glance at the facecam seeing him hold a gray cat up to the screen. "See? I did what you wanted."

'You Died' came up on the screen and the person who made the video purposely zoomed in on the cat's face, so you could watch Silas blink lazily in response before it cut to the next clip.

You found yourself smiling, feeling more at ease than you were 3 minutes ago. Humming, you check the description of the video and click the link to his stream. It pauses the video and opens a new tab on the laptop and you see that he's live now. However, he wasn't playing a game, but his facecam filled the screen and the category was 'Chit-Chat.'

Your eyes widened as you took in his appearance.

The small facecam of him in the video was nothing compared to seeing how he really looked taking up the whole screen. His wild and messy purple hair barely revealed the matching purple headphones with neon cat ears you didn't notice before. His eyes were lidded and droopy; the dark circles underneath making them stand out more and the back of his head is illuminated by the soft purple hue of LED lights along his wall in the background.

From what you can see, the addition of the face mask enhanced the mystery and only made you intrigued like everyone else.

He was scanning through the chat, eyes crinkled in the corners.

For a late-night stream, there were a lot of viewers which was surprising, but also comforting that you weren't the only one struggling to fall asleep at this hour. You go to type something in chat only to realize you need to have an account on the website. Sighing, you look for the login at the top of the page which refreshes the website again, prompting you to make an account.

A static background loads, leaving you to stare at the blanks you need to fill out.

*~Create a username~*

After all the stressing your brain did earlier, now it couldn't think of anything. That was almost enough to make you stressed again, but you just type in your name, hoping something comes to mind.

*~This username is already taken~*

It was to be expected. Backspacing, you try a few other half-assed ideas before a pop-up appears.

*~View suggested usernames~*

You click on view, expecting to see options, but only a singular username appears in the previous blank space.

err0r_404

You try clicking on it again to see if there were other options, but it was locked.

^*encryption failure

^*signal lost

Seeing the notifications start to pop up again made you nervous. You try to go back but the only thing you were allowed to do was finish typing in a password. Hurrying to put something in, you click to complete your account. The screen freezes for a second, flashing white, before logging in as the page refreshes once more, making another pop-up appear.

'Welcome to Glitch'

Before you could exit out of the pop-up, it blinks away, leaving you to stare at the home screen. A smaller pop-up comes down from the top under your blank profile picture.

'Since this is your first time here, we're giving you 1,000 pixels for free so you can show support to your favorite streamer!'

This pop-up allows you to click it away and you smile slightly in awe watching it fizzle out, fitting the website's theme, as another one pops up.

'Don't know what pixels are? Not to worry! Pixels are a way to show support to your favorite streamers. It's Glitch's form of currency that is given to the streamer as a donation! If you need help converting how many you want to purchase, check the help page! Some streamers have other payment methods set up, so be sure to check out what they take and show your support!'

You click that one away when you finish reading.

'If you have any more questions, contact our support team! Once again, welcome to Glitch!'

The last message turns static-y before fizzling out. "Huh...this high-tech stuff is pretty cool. Tamaki might be onto something," you purse your lips in acceptance. Humming, you click around the website for a while, seeing what other streamers are live and the most popular categories. You had almost forgotten about Insomniac, so you type in his username in Glitch's search bar and click on his livestream again.

His facecam loads back onto your screen as he finishes what he is saying.

"-should go to sleep."

Damn, even he's going to bed now. Feeling somewhat disappointed, your eyes trail over the chat and down to the follow button to click on it, hoping to catch another one of his streams soon since you just made this account.

The sound of a cat meowing came through your speakers as soon as you did.

err0r_404 just became a kitten!

Your eyes widen slightly seeing your username appear under a cute little pixel animation of a cat sleeping on a crescent moon in the upper left corner of the screen.

Hearing the cat, Insomniac glances over, his eyebrows furrowing slightly as he shifts in his chair. Focusing back on the chat, you notice a lot of other people welcoming you. Smiling softly, you look back at Insomniac as the only sound that can be heard is the fast-paced typing on his end which was something you were starting to hear often.

^*bypass overruled

"Okay, what the fuck is going on?" You throw your hands up, exasperated as you start to become concerned with whatever the fuck Tamaki seems to have going on. Trying to click away the notification, you realize your screen, even your cursor, was locked.

✨Vast: InsomniacGamer your coffee is probably cold by now...

A user with a sparkling emote suddenly mentions Insomniac in the chat which triggered a soft strumming noise. Their presence notified everyone else in the stream which initiated a flurry of excited messages. However, the user doesn't acknowledge anyone or say anything else, so your eyes flick back to Insomniac, watching him look away from whatever he was doing to read the comment.

"No..." He responds absently, focusing back off to the side of his screen in what you could describe as bewilderment. As if you imagined it, he snaps out of his weird reaction and clears his throat, glancing into his own camera.

"Sorry about that, kittens. Thank you for the follow, Error," he says, making you jolt in bed, not expecting him to voice it. His voice curls around your username almost deliberately which leaves you aching to hear it again. Heat rises to your cheeks and you see his gaze flicker off-screen again before returning once more, eyes crinkling.

1,000 free pixels, huh?

You look for the donation button, noticing you could move the cursor again, and click on it. A small separate static pop-up appears, asking you how much you would like to donate and which method you want to use. Looking for Glitch's option, you select it and how much you want to donate. Thinking half would be good, you start to type out your message hearing him hum.

"As I was saying chat, I'm not sure when I'll be streaming again, but hopefully soon. I know it was a short stream tonight, but it was....eventful. Besides, I know you kittens love it when I go live unannounced and I love making my kittens wait with anticipation." He coos out, and your hands stay frozen over your keyboard, mouth parted in shock

You rush to finish your donation and send it, hearing a soothing robotic voice read it out.

err0r_404 just donated 500 pixels: sad to see I joined the stream too late, but know I just made this account for you.

Insomniac listens attentively, his eyes lowering as he rests his chin in his hands, thinking. "You just made this account?" A look you couldn't decipher flickers in his eyes, but he recovers quickly. "Hm...and you gave me half of the free pixels, huh?"

Your cheeks flame again in embarrassment, his teasing voice not helping.

"What do I have to do to get the other half?" His voice lowered even more if that was possible, his eyes once again flickering to the side and back. Risking a glance at the chat, you see everyone fangirling for hearing him say such things, but it seemed like this was a common occurrence.

This time you type in chat.

err0r_404: stream again soon and maybe I'll give you the other half.

A few others back up your comment and Insomniac lets out a low chuckle and you watch, mesmerized, by the purple lights flickering around his mask speakers with every rumbling vibration. "Interesting...well, that's all from me tonight kittens. Until next time..." With that, Insomniac ends the stream suddenly with a wink to the camera and it cuts off leaving you to stare at a screen that says 'Stream Ended.'

The giddiness you felt ended just as fast, hoping you didn't somehow fuck up Tamaki's laptop. Maybe, just maybe, you overstepped!

^*battery power low

Now, that was a notification you did understand.

Once again, you get up from your bed and walk over to where you placed your coat earlier to grab the charger Neito gave you, promising yourself to plug the laptop in, let it charge overnight and never touch it again.

Finding an empty outlet next to your bed, you plug it in and trail the cord back over to the laptop, noticing the screen is static-y now.

"Oh, I'm so dead," You hurry and plug it in, watching as the static freezes, the screen flashing white once more, before loading back to Insomniac's ended stream. It wouldn't let you exit out of the browser and in your midst of panicking about how you're going to explain this to Tamaki, the screen goes black, and you watch in horror as purple text starts to be typed out on its own.

Cryptic: who are you and how did you find this account?

"So. Dead."

~*~*~*~*

Insominac's kittens taglist:

@manugi2807 @waitingmydemons @poopie-poopie @boosyboo9206 @miyamuralover69 @hey-im-bubu @urlocalinsomiac @lavalampfullofsoup @qardasngan @hitoshislover @neuvilletteotter @garden-variety-skeleton @thealienartist @sarcasm-is-my-form-of-attack @minninugget @imaginationmess

#my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bnha #mha #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha imagines #mha imagines #shinsou hitoshi #hitoshi shinsou #shinsou x reader #mha shinsou #bnha shinsou #tamaki amajiki #neito monoma

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Be Quiet

hitoshi shinsou x reader

summary: y/n has always had a hard time staying quiet about anything. shinsou is the very opposite of that. he is reserved and mysterious. and of course, fate has to bite them in the ass. the two of them are partnered up for a final project in their last year of high school. why does the universe hate them?

a/n- this is assumed to be set in their last year (when they are legal adults) 💜 fic includes: fingering, thigh grinding, 69 position, lots of cum and snarky comments, enemies to lovers? and as always, no spell check!

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“shinsou is my partner?”

you feel a rush of blood to your cheeks. patting your cold hands against the newly hot skin, you sigh and fall into uraraka’s shoulder.

“he hates me, ochako!”

the girl laughs at you, allowing you to lean onto her shoulder. “i doubt that, y/n.”

“well clearly you haven’t seen him staring bullets into my back! if he had the option to kill me, i think he’d take it!”

you heard someone clear their throat from behind you. muttering your apologies, you separate from urararaka and step aside the board. you were probably blocking it from the people behind you. when you turn around, you are met with the exasperated face of your partner.

shinsou.

oh god, you wanted to die! to literally die! you felt your heart drop in your stomach, panic setting in. your eyes darted to uraraka, who was just as surprised as you.

fuck! fuck! fuck!

“i don’t want to kill you y/n.”

you stood there for a few moments, barely registering what he said. shinsou found it kind of cute...how incorrect you were about him. though your mouth opened, no words came out.

“hm, the loud girl finally shuts her mouth. how refreshing.”

huh?? how rude! you were never going to shut your mouth! fuck being embarrassed, that was just plain old mean!

“excuse me?! sensei, i need a new partner, stat! this one is being mean!”

your sensei glared at you, ever used to your antics and dramatic flair. “i’m not giving you a new partner just because he said something mean, y/n. this is not a preschool.”

“oh for fucks sake...” you sigh loudly, pushing your hair back from your face. “don’t be an asshole, shinsou.”

“can’t make any promises.”

“well then i can’t make any promises that my fist won’t come in contact with your face.”

“good luck with that, pretty girl.”

and with that, shinsou walked away. a smirk was on his face as you stood there stupidly. your hands touched your cheeks again, which felt like they were on fire.

“pretty girl? the hell does he mean, pretty girl? i hate men!”

but honestly, you didn’t hate that one. not in the slightest. you felt yourself becoming attracted to him. he was the kind of guy who seemed all tough on the outside but a sweetheart on the inside, like bakugou. but wayyyy hotter.

you’d always had a crush on shinsou. he was the complete opposite of you. what attracted you to him was his enigmatic nature. though he was reserved, he was also very intelligent and intuitive. when he raised his hand in class, he fascinated you, embarrassingly enough.

uraraka came over to you. “he likes you! a lot!”

you wanted to bang your head on a table. multiple times.

“i want to die.”

uraraka laughed at you, taking your hand. “cmon! let’s go back to class!”

TIME SKIP

shinsou liked to watch you in class. you were the most interesting person he’d ever laid eyes on. your voice carried throughout the classroom as you shouted a profanity that went with your story. that earned you a glare from your sensei, who you apologized to, then went on like it was nothing.

the class laughed at your lack of concern. shinsou couldn’t help but chuckle himself as well. you were quite the character. it took a certain type of person to be able to handle you and your mannerisms.

your eyes shifted over towards his. when you realized he was staring, shinsou smirked. he gave you a wave without a care in the world. he was unabashedly staring at you. face blushing pink, you quickly adverted your eyes.

TIME SKIP

it had been a few days since the classroom incidents. your due date was coming in a month or so. but you wanted to get it done early. so you went to one of your many class 3-A group chats and found shinsou’s number.

y/n: project? 💻

shinsou : sure

shinsou: what day

y/n: whatever day works best for you!

shinsou: friday?

y/n: kayyyy sounds good! come to my dorm after dinner :p

read

you smiled to yourself and set your phone down. friday it is!

TIME SKIP

shinsou was on your bed. in grey sweatpants. on your bed.

you couldn’t help your eyes. they kept on going down to- nope! bad y/n! it was weird and perverted. if shinsou was looking down at your private parts you were sure you’d slap him!

did he notice? of course he did. but you had no idea. shinsou never really said anything about your obvious crush. he thought you were just adorable. that’s why he wore the sweatpants.

denki gave him the tip. shinsou would never admit it out loud, but his method worked. you were so flustered once he walked into your room. a chuckle came from his mouth when your eyes drifted down, but you had no idea he was laughing at you.

“so s-shinsou, what do you want to w-write about?”

the sexual tension was real. you could almost grasp it. it was emanating in the air, surrounding you.

“hmm,”

you bent over and grabbed a text book from your backpack. shinsou’s eyes widened as you displayed more of your thighs to him. the area of exposed skin made him feel some type of way. his thoughts began to drift to less appropriate things.

as you settled back down, your thighs squished back into your soft mattress. he wanted to touch them. to squish the thick skin in his hands. they looked so smooth. shinsou’s mind was that of a stereotypical teenage boy. how humiliating.

“shinsou, what do you uh, think about writing about how our pasts have affected our current motivations to become a h-hero.”

meanwhile shinsou’s brain was in a frizz. your room felt so hot. he carded his hands through his unruly violet hair.

gods, why did you bother him so much?

shinsou felt sweaty. so very sweaty.

“before we uh, get started,” he cleared his throat awkwardly. “do you mind if i take off my shirt?”

“HUH?!” you gaped.

is he playing tirkcs on you? certainly shinsou has to know you have a crush on him. your actions are anything but lowkey. has he noticed you staring at his sweaty body after he gets done training? the way the sweat drips down his abs- or how big his arms are. oh god- get back to reality, y/n!

“it’s hot as hell in here.”

“s’not! s’not that hot at all!!”

shinsou glared at you. you glared back. your line of defense was anything but successful. and he was right- it was hot. but you preferred the warmth over anything else.

“fine! whatever! but we need to get to this project!”

“attagirl. do you have a hair tie i could borrow?”

when shinsou puts his hair up, your brain ceases to function. you could already imagine his strands of curls hanging out of the low bun.

“mmm...lemme go look.”

you turned your back on him, blushing furiously. attagirl. a simple phrase that turned your brain to mush. the lack of the shirt, his hair in the sexiest style, low hanging sweatpants. yeah, you were fucked.

finding a hair tie, you turned around to see that shinsou was sprawled on your full sized bed. his chest was face down (thank god) and his ring clad fingers were flipping through one of your journals.

“woah woah, nosy! get your dumb pretty boy head out of there!”

shinsou chuckled as you swatted him with the same book he was looking through seconds ago. you scold him under your breath as you return the journal to its rightful place. he had some nerve, going through your stuff!

“you think i’m pretty?” he teased

god, you hoped the entry he stumbled upon was a depressive episode entry and that he was just teasing you.

“no, i think you’re ugly and stupid. focus on the project, for christ’s sake!”

shinsou was disappointed by your reply. but he was sure that it was a front. your blushing face and flustered movements told an entirely different story.

“can’t say it was easy to understand when you were stuttering the whole time trying to explain the idea for it.”

taking the hair tie from your hand, shinsou pulled his hair up. half was up and half was down. a few unruly locks escaped his messy style. you hated to admit it, but he made you wet with just one look.

“oh for fucks sake! scoot over, asshole. i need room on my bed too!”

“can’t help that it’s tiny, princess.”

in spite of yourself, you mocked him. but truth be told, you loved it when he called you princess. you wanted him so terribly badly. he could call you any pet name and you’d think it was hot.

“what, you don’t like it when i call you princess?”

“shut up you-“

a startled gasp came from your mouth as he grabbed your chin. shinsou looked down at you condescendingly. such a fucking brat. but such a cute one at that.

“tell me the truth.”

his quirk- fuck! stupid shinsou with that incredible quirk! the control you had on your body temporarily ceased. your mind felt as though it went blank. and your lips were compelled to answer his question.

“i like it when you call me princess.”

“of courseeee you do, you just wanna act like a brat, huh princess? do you prefer brat or what?”

the response was automatic. robotic, almost.

“i like both.”

“attagirl. now you can shut that pretty mouth of yours.”

you were struggling against his control. being a victim of shinsou’s quirk was quite the inconvenience. he could literally ask you anything and you would have to say the answer.

“but i’m not that mean, so dontcha worry. i’ll release my control on you.”

once you were free again, you nearly lunged yourself at him.

“shinsou i am one step away from smacking the ever living daylights out of you!”

“calm down princess, i just wanted to test you.”

“test me? i’m starting to hate this.”

shinsou chuckled. “oh yeah? this has to be my favorite project of the year.”

“whatever, eyebags! onto the project!”

“eyebags?!”

you ignored him, continuing on with your spiel.

“basically, i think we should do how our pasts affect our current hero ambitions! like how you were put into class 1-B the first year and transferred to class 2-A in your second, ya know?”

“mmm, okay. at least you didn’t stutter that time.”

you smacked him with one of your books. little shit.

and so, you and shinsou began collaborating on your project. shinsou remained relatively distracted though, as so much of your skin was exposed. your long sleeve barely covered your boobs from spilling out. and that little mini skirt did nothing to hide your thighs. and the worst of all- that heart garter. he loved to hate those stupid things you wore every day. shinsou imagined himself biting down on your thighs- even imagined you naked with just the garters and panties and bra. you were too much of a hinderance to his learning.

you tried to ignore his stares. but it became increasingly difficult as more hours went on. the sexual tension was still there, burning more than ever. you decided to break it.

"shinsou- are you almost done?" you inquired.

shinsou sighed, shoving his laptop shut. he needed to get to the point- and quickly.

“listen princess, this project is interesting and all, but i have my mind on other things.”

you raised a brow. “oh? and what might that be?”

“we need to cut the tension and be honest with each other. i'm so fucking horny, y/n. i need you on my lap, making out with me.”

“sh-shinsou?” you whispered, stunned.

“oh, don’t tell me you don’t feel the same.”

“i- it’s just so sudden is all!”

“yeah, well i’m not an idiot. i can tell when a girl is horny too.”

you frowned at him, upturning your nose. the hell did he know about that? and since when was it ‘obvious’ to a person? shinsou gauged your reaction, only fueling his need.

“i have half a mind to kick you out of my room.”

“but cha won’t, will ya princess? you want me just as bad as i want you.”

you brought your body closer to his, letting your thighs rest on his chest. shinsou only smirked, his deep chuckle in your ear. his greedy hands pulled on the plushy, soft skin of your thighs.

now it was your turn to tease him. your index finger trailed from his sharp jawline to v line towards his pants. shinsou simply observed you as your finger raked down his pale skin.

“how do you know that i want you so bad, shinsou?”

“i can smell ya from right here, brat.”

you weren’t even ashamed of your wetness. your pussy clenched at shinsou’s arrogant words. god, you panties were absolutely soaked. you spread your thighs and adjusted once again, letting your wet panties soak into his gray sweatpants.

“why don’t you just drop the stupid fucking innocent act?”

“m’not acting any way sir.”

“oh really?” he growled, pulling your collar back to him. “because last time i checked, i had the mind control quirk. so if you keep lying to me, i’ll force you to tell the truth.”

a whimper came from your throat as he moved his fingers to your neck. the thin, long fingers that you had wet dreams about. you wanted him to scissor you, shove them in your mouth, or even choke you if you got lucky. and it seemed like his mind ran to the same things.

“don’t be such a meanie, shin!”

“tell.”

his fingers wrapped around your throat.

“me.”

a single squeeze. you moaned, gripping desperately onto your bed sheets. fistfuls of the cotton material. fingers and eyes begging for more.

“the.”

oh god, now he was really doing it. his fingers squeezed hard.

“truth.”

a strained moan came from your throat as his fingers rendered you weak. you made a squealing sound and pulled at his wrist. shinsou chuckled as he watched your desperate hands. he wanted to tease more, but knew that you were finally willing to admit the truth.

“i’m acting like a brat because i want you to fuck me, sir.”

“and you just love acting like a brat. you love acting all innocent, being the adorable little thing you are. acting so oblivious. it’s a damn shame that you couldn’t own up to your desires sooner. i'd have fucked you all the way through high school.”

“really?” you smiled at him. "i never knew, shinsou."

shinsou smirked back, brushing hair from your face. you were so sweet despite your loudmouth. "i always thought you were hot, y/n. you'd be stupid to think you aren't attractive."

you nodded your head.

“god, your eyes are so pretty. they will look even prettier crying when i overstim you.”

“shinsou-” you gasped. he smirked as he threw you down on the bed. shinsou towered over you, chain hanging by your lips. his hand gripped your cheeks, squishing your adorable face.

“tell me what you need, my pretty princess.”

“i wanna be on your lap shinsou.”

fucking hell, the two of you were a match made in heaven. he always imagined your thick thighs wrapped around his chest. shinsou chuckled, sitting up against the wall. his hands beckoned you and his legs spread to welcome you on his lap.

"go on. sit on me, princess."

you blushed. "shinsou- i'm chubby."

your adorable little pouty face. shinsou shook his head. "get those thick ass thighs on me before i grab you myself."

you began to rock back and forth on his thigh. shinsou felt your hips grind your wet cunt into the material of his sweatpants. he looked down to see a giant wet spot and tsked to himself.

“naughty little girl, leaving a mess for me to clean up.”

“mmm~ i’ll always be naughty for you~”

he chuckled to himself as he observed you. entranced in the way you got yourself off. your eyes were screwed shut but your mouth was wide open. back arched close to his chest, nearly pressing against him. whines and whimpers fell from your mouth as you experienced an ultimate sense of euphoria.

“that’s it princess. keep on going.”

"shinsou, you're so big and muscly-" you whined.

your hands gripped at his biceps. he flexed slightly so you could feel his strength, which made you giggle. natuso couldn't take his eyes off of you.

"yeah? you like it?"

"uh huh!" you moaned as he rocked his thigh up into your pussy. shinsou loved watching you fall apart on him. "that feels really good sir!"

“oh yeah princess? you like grinding on my thigh like a little whore?”

“yes sir! feels so fucking good!!”

shinsou chuckled. he watched your face contort as you fell apart for him. the way your jaw dropped open and you threw your head back. how your thighs trapped his own. your boobs jiggling.

“god y/n, look at you. fucking falling apart on me and i haven’t even touched you yet have i? you’re a desperate little girl aren’t you?”

“so desperate daddy!” you whine, gripping onto his arm.

shinsou feels you press your tits around his arm. he leans into your ear and watches goosebumps appear as he speaks. your whimpers became louder until they were moans. he felt your pace hasten as you came closer.

“you gonna cum, pretty princess?”

shinsou chuckled as you moaned his name at climax. he had never seen anything so hot in his life. everything about this was perfect for him.

once you came down, you blinked. “oh my god- what have i done?”

“came all over my thigh like a dirty little girl.”

“shinsou!” you whined. “you’re so mean! i-i just can’t believe i did that…”

shinsou leaned against the wall, smirking. “oh i fuckin can. you’ve been horny for me, haven’t you?”

you gasped, wrapping your legs around him. shinsou felt you sit on his hard cock. his eyebrows knit as you settled your warm pussy right on top of him.

“i’m not telling!”

shinsou didn’t even register what you said though. you felt his dick throb. it was clear he needed to be taken care of.

“fuck y/n, you’re so hot. i should’ve shut you up like this long ago.”

shut me up? you pouted once again. “what d’ya mean shinsou? what do you wanna do?”

shinsou thought about it for a second. he didn’t want to rush into things. but he also wanted to pleasure you and show you just how skilled he was.

“69?” he asked

you blinked. “s-shin…i’ve never done that before,”

he took his face into his hands. those wandering eyes, peering into his own. they shined with lust. “oh princess, you’ll do amazing. i’m here to help you through…first things first.”

he pushed you off his lap. you gasped as you landed back on your pillow. shinsou wasted no time in tearing off your shorts.

“now princess…do you wanna keep your shirt on? i won’t force ya into anything.”

you were shy. you nodded your head.

“that’s okay baby. perfectly fine. i’m gonna take your panties off, okay?”

as he removed your panties, he smelled your pussy. his dick twitched uncontrollably, especially when he felt how wet the panties were. shinsou curiously pushed one of your thighs up. this revealed your sloppy, wet pussy to him. he audibly groaned.

“fuck princess. i need to feel this cunt.”

he took a finger, plunging it inside. your back arched as you felt the sensation. shinsou’s breathing became faster as he heard the squelching noises. he added another finger, making you cry out his name.

“shinsou! oh god- it feels really good!”

shinsou thought about how his cock would be even better. but that needed to wait. just like the fingers. he promised you 69, and 69 was what you were going to get. you whined as he withdrew his fingers.

“ah ah ah, don’t you start making those sounds. i could be real mean to you baby and not make you feel good.”

you shook your head quickly. “no sir! i wanna still feel good!”

shinsou loved this control. he towered over your body, each hand on the side of your head. he leaned down and seized your lips. you were caught in a storm of tongue and passion. both of you moaned into the kiss.

“need to switch positions princess. those thighs are gonna be around my head and that mouth is gonna swallow my cock. okay?”

you nodded your head, allowing him to rest his on your pillow. “you sure you won’t suffocate? i’m a bigger girl…”

“fuck, if i suffocate, ill die the happiest man. i have been dreaming about those thick ass fuckin thighs. can’t wait for you to sit that pussy down. it’ll be the perfect place for it.”

you giggled, though still unsure of yourself. shinsou took his sweats down, allowing for his dick to spring free. a little gasp escaped you. you couldn’t wait to suck it.

“you like what you see, my princess?”

“yes daddy! ‘m gonna treat you sooo good!”

you eagerly wrapped your hands around the base. shinsou hissed, slapping the back of your thighs. “put your pussy on my fucking face.”

finally, you sat on his face. natsuo absolutely lost it. all these moans came from him as he devoured your insides. and as for you, you arched your back and slurped up and down.

“fuck!” natsuo mumbled. “fuckin amazing head,”

as you went down, so did your pussy. the two of you were in perfect tandem. natsuo gripped onto your hips, slapping your ass occasionally. he couldn’t wait for more of these moments. next time he’d fuck your face, or even your pussy if you’d let him.

you loved sucking his cock. especially when he added inside his fingers. you were absolutely lost in pleasure. it felt so good to take care of shinsou while still also feeling good. he began twitching in your mouth. you began slowing your movements, becoming closer yourself.

“shit- shinsou! shinsou! it feels so good daddy!” you moaned

he felt you swallow him whole. shinsou’s eyes widened, feeling himself get close. he began to jerk up his hips, loving the sound of his cock hitting the back of your throat and making you choke.

you pushed your pussy on his face harder, practically fucking yourself on him. you slid your pussy up and down his lips, even side to side. you knew he was going to be absolutely covered in your juices.

he began to twitch, jerking his thighs all the way up without stopping. you choked, feeling his cum shoot up into your throat. quickly, you tore yourself off.

“shin-shinsou! please daddy~ make me cum too!”

when you looked back, shinsou only spurted more cum. it was all over your neck and he could see it on your tongue and lips. he gripped your thighs extra tight, quickening his pace.

“fuck daddy! yes! that’s so good!”

shinsou loved your pussy. he felt you go up from his nose to down his chin. and he wanted you to get it all over him. it was the best feeling he had ever experienced.

finally, you let out your final whine. “i feel it daddy~ oh god!”

you immediately pulled yourself off him. shinsou frowned, but quickly smirked again when you sat back on his chest. now there would be pussy on his tummy too.

“god princess…” he sighed, propping his head up. “i’m covered in you!”

you put your face in your hands as if it would help. shinsou chuckled. “did you like it?”

“uh huh- loved it shinsou.”

he brought your hands down and put them around his neck. you leaned down, cuddling yourself on top of him. shinsou smiled, petting your head softly.

“it was the best time i’ve ever had…” you admit

“yeah?” shinsou said. “me too.”

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