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thehusbandoden · 9 months

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You Flinch During an Argument -Todoroki Shoto

Sooo I decided to change this into drabbles instead of headcannons and a drabble bc I'm a lot more comfortable writing in this format, sorry if this bothers anyone <33

Oh and this is a lot more fluffy bc I'm so soft for Sho <3

I'll make Bakugou's a lot more angsty tomorrow >:))

Angst to fluff/comfort | 1,057 words

Warnings!: Mention of arguing, flinching, fear of hurting/scaring your s/o, mention of abuse (Shoto's childhood), and spending money in copious amounts (is that a warning??). Pls let me know if I miss any <33

The argument was getting nowhere, you were exhausted, angry, and hurt. You also bet that Sho felt the same.

Sighing, you stand up and walk towards where Shoto was pacing around.

"Listen Sho, let's just go to bed, we can talk about this in the morning."

"Fine then, you go to be-" Shoto froze as he saw you flinch away from him, he wasn't going to.. hurt you. He would never hurt you.

"Did.. did you think I was going to hurt you?" Shoto asked, inwardly panicking as he rushed to your side, hands hovering over your arms, shoulders, and hands, too scared of hurting or scaring you to touch you.

"No baby no. It was some kinda reaction from my body, probably because the tension was high and we're heroes." You coo, grabbing Shoto's hands comfortingly.

"A-are you sure?" Shoto asked, body shaking as he moved his hands up and down your arms, trying to comfort you as best as he could.

"Positive my dear, lets just get to bed, yeah? We can talk about our.. disagreement in the morning." You smile, causing Shoto to nod as he followed you to your shared bedroom, hovering behind you as you go through your night time routine.

"Baby.. I promise I'm not scared of you." You whisper, turning around to hug Shoto as he hovered over your shoulder, heart broken.

"I- I know.. it just reminded me of mom.. and him.."

"Oh baby, no. That is completely different."

Hugging Shoto tighter, your heart partially broke as Shoto clung to you, burying his face in your neck, seeking any kind of comfort he could.

"T-this was a one time freak accident.. right?" Shoto asked, a few tears staining your shoulder as he let you comfort him, needing some kind of stability for him to be sane.

"Yes, yes this will only happen this one time. I was not scared of you, my body moved on its own, I hold zero fear towards you, my love."

"Promise?"

"I promise. Now, let's get to bed and cuddle, yeah?"

Shoto simply nodded, shuffling his feet in a way where he could move yet stay attached to you, and he completely climbed on top of you, burying his face into your chest as you played with his hair, kissing his forehead sweetly.

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The next morning he was attached to you until you had to go to work, and even then he was very reluctant to let you go, asking for kiss after kiss as you attempted to leave.

You came home to a completely cleaned house, your favorite meal, and your favorite at home activity set up.

And the next day, after he came home from work he brought you flowers, your favorite treat, take out, a movie, and a book that's been rotting in your 'tbr' list on Amazon.

It stayed that way for at least a week and a half, Shoto doing everything he could to show you how much he truly loved you.

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"Baby I'm home." Shoto calls, shutting the door with his foot as he moved to set todays findings on your kitchen island.

"Hey, you're home early!" You smile, quickly making your way to kiss Sho's lips before hugging him, smiling at the comforting warmth and smell.

"Yeah, I missed you too much and there wasn't much going on. If there's any thing they need my help with they'll simply call me in."

Pecking his chest as acknowledgment, you turn to the island, blushing in embarrassment at the multiple bags on the smooth surface.

"Sho, how many times do I need to tell you that you don't need to keep buying me things?" You sigh, smiling as the hero pecked the back of your ear to help you cool off.

"And how many times do I need to tell you that I know I don't 'need' to, but I can, and want to spoil my queen."

"Sho you're too good for this world." You huff, blushing at Shoto's bold honesty.

"I belive that is you, my love."

"Okay okay- what did you get this time?" You sigh, peering at the bags curiously.

"You have to wait for this one," Sho mused, picking out a small black bag from the bunch, maneuvering it so you wouldn't see the brand name.

"Ah c'mon Sh-"

"and this one is for dinner-" Sho continued, shushing you with a quick peck to the lips, setting the grocery bag aside.

" and the rest is for you to enjoy at your leisure." Shoto smiled, causing you to blush.

Smiling, you look through the remaining four bags, smile widening at the sentimental gifts Shoto had gotten you.

One bag was full of books and movies you were dying to read/watch, and another one was full of bags of sweets you enjoyed from the gas station near your house -which means he most likely grabbed them on a whim, barely putting a thought into spoiling you as he remembered all of your favorites and which one you liked the most.

The other two were full of some of your favorite hobbies, and things you were meaning to get. Needed a new pair of earphones for long hours of patrol? Sho got the new model, making sure to get your favorite color. Oh- did you want a pair of fuzzy socks for the upcoming winter? Shoto got you just that, spending extra money to make them just right for you. The list went on and on, causing you to both feel giddy and annoyed.

"Shoto, you can't just spoil me. You need to be spoiled too, and all of your money is going into this isn't it?" Giving Sho a look to stop him from interrupting, you continued, "but, I really do appreciate this. You're too sweet for this world, Sho."

Shoto just smiled at you, eyes holding a certain spark that made you giddy.

And that alone stopped you from telling him to stop.

Because he truly enjoyed spoiling you, and you won't be that one to dampen that light, you'll be the one to continue to let it grow.

Plus you started spoiling him too- and now it's basically part of your routine

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lowkeyremi · 6 months

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Late Nights aizawa x reader

it's my birthday so im writing about the man i share it with (-ε-)

content: post war au, fluff, established relationship

"This isn't good for your health, Sho." Today marks the 5th night he's stayed up past 11 pm grading papers or doing something else for his job.

"How do you think I managed before I met you?" His small sigh meets your ears, and you really want to help him. Seeing out of only one eye is most definitely slowing him down.

"You looked dead on the outside when we first met. Do you want me to help grade papers?"

"I'll finish before one, go back to bed, honey." His eyes meet yours once he hears you scoff. He's draining himself by staying up this late, every single night. His face is lit by the warm kitchen light, one of his hands tugging at his long black strands of hair in order to keep himself sane.

"Shota. I'm not taking no for an answer." You say firmly, crossing your arms to indicate that you mean business.

"I knew you'd say that, come sit down." He gives in every single time. He knows he needs the help, he just doesn't want to admit it.

"Can you read through these essays?" At first you're confident, there's only a few papers on the table.

"Can you?" You nod diligently. You confirm you're willing to help, and your husband gets up from the table and slowly walks toward your shared bedroom. When he does return there's a large stack of papers in his arms. They drop on the table with a thump. He chuckles at your horrified expression.

"Just get through as many as you can. Write feedback on them too, hon." No wonder he's always so tired, you forget that 1-A isn't his only class. If you can remember right he has six periods of classes.

"Is this pile all your class or.." He's sat back down by now and started going through papers with red pen.

"That's 3rd and 4th period. I'm finishing up with 1st and 2nd right now." You click your tongue. It's hard to get started, you don't have any motivation unlike Shota. His only motivation is probably the fact he has to do this.

"Why don't you have an online classroom? It would make grading so much easier." He's probably going to say something about not knowing how to use it..

"I prefer for my students to write manually, because it helps with remembrance." Sounds like something an old man would say. You'd voice your opinion but he'd have a comeback for sure.

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"Shotaaaaa, I don't wanna do anymore." Your head is resting on the table, the cool wood on your cheek. He doesn't even spare you any sympathy either, laughing at you quietly. His rich chuckles sound like comfort more than mockery in your opinion though.

"Sweetheart, you've only graded four essays." The huge stack of papers looks back at you from it's side of the table.

"Yeah and each essay had like four to five papers in it. I feel bad for your students." The two of you are going to cuddle. You're determined to make it happen, so before he could even reply, you bounce up from your seat, grab his hand, and tug him towards your bedroom.

"We're going to sleep. I'm not taking any other answers besides "okay" or "yes my love." He clicks his tongue at your statement, but finds no reason to oblige.

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"Do you want to know something?" He whispers into your ear cuddling you close enough to feel the warmth of his chest on your back.

"What?" At this point you're only half-conscious, struggling to register what your husband's just said.

"I'm actually ahead of schedule. I can grade those papers loosely throughout this week." He admits with no guilt or shame in his voice at all. What a workaholic.

"Are you serious? So I could have been cuddling you all this time?"

"Yeah, I just do work to get out of my head." You wonder how many times you'll have to remind him that you're his strength and that you'll help him through anything, before he actually believes it.

"If you were having trouble sleeping, you should have told me." His big hand rests in your hair playing with it slowly.

"Didn't wanna bother you." His hand is so comforting that you almost fall asleep.

"You're never a bother to me Sho." Your voice is so soft and sincere that he almost breaks out into tears of joy. He's so happy to have met you.

"Oh." It has finally clicked in his brain, even though you've been married to him for quite some time.

You are his light.

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specialagentlokitty · 24 days

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Aizawa x reader - the first move

Hello! I really liked your Aizawa x Student!Reader :) If you can may I please see an Aizawa x Reader where Reader and him have been going out for some time and he finally makes a move to kiss her at a lantern festival? (Releasing a lantern together) Thank you, have a good day! 💕 - Anon💜

Sitting in your office, you heard the door open and you looked up, grinning for ear to ear as you watched the underground hero walk through.

“Hey, what’s up?” You asked.

He pointed to the clock on the wall.

“You were supposed to finish and hour ago and you didn’t come meet me.”

“Oh, right sorry Shota I was supposed to text, I’ve got some work I need to finish going through, I actually thought you’d be on patrol tonight which is why I never let you know.”

Aizawa nodded his head, making his way over to your desk, hands stuffed in his pockets as he leant over, taking a look at what you were doing.

You looked up at him, resting your chin on your hand as you smiled up to him.

“What’re you doing?” You asked.

“That’s no important, leave it for tomorrow.”

“Come on, I’m nearly finished anyway.”

He shrugged, sitting in the chair while he waited for you to finish your work.

You carried on with your paper work, and you set a few of them aside.

“Why do I keep getting intern requests from your students?”

“Huh?”

He walked over and you gestured to the papers you had just set aside.

“I’ve never taken on any interns.”

You finished your work, putting it all away and stood up, grabbing your knife belt, putting it back on, and you turned to look at him.

“Mic.” He sighed.

“So, can I accept them?”

“You just said you’ve never taken interns, why would you want them now?”

Aizawa follows after you, back through the office and you waved at a few of your side kicks.

“Why not, I think it would be interesting. They seem promising.”

“No.”

You grinned from ear to ear.

“What? Come on!”

“No, they ask too many questions.”

This made you laugh a little bit, and you nudged him with your shoulder.

“I’ve heard half your students think I’m dating mic anyways, it’ll be fine!”

He snapped his gaze to you.

“They think you’re dating mic?”

You nodded your head.

“Yeah, I think that’s got something to do with him constantly being at my office though, he’s like a pet at this point, I feed him and take him on walks.”

Aizawa gave a small laugh at this, hiding his face in his scarf so nobody would see him smiling.

“Don’t tell him that, he won’t be happy.”

“Come on, tell me you can’t see it. Like if he was a pet he’d be a golden retriever.”

Aizawa gave a small nod, indicating that he agreed with you.

Since you were both pro heroes, and you were a bigger hero than he was, you both settled for going to your apartment for the evening.

Aizawa didn’t want anybody to know that you were dating, it was the easiest way to keep you both safe, and since he didn’t like people knowing his personal life it also made him more comfortable.

Which is why you mostly had date nights and spent time together at one of your apartments.

Today was no different, he changed into the spare clothes he kept there, coming out in some sweatpants and a black sweatshirt, and you came back wearing some jeans and a hoodie, rolling up your sleeves as you walked to the kitchen.

“So, tell me about the problem children today.” You said.

He gave a heavy sigh, telling you about how his day had gone, and what he had been doing.

You made him a coffee, then started getting everything ready for dinner, and while you were doing that he started preparing the food.

“So, what you’re saying is your students are out of control and you can’t teach?”

“Doing a better job then you could.” He huffed.

You snickered a little, patting his back as you walked past him.

“Yeah, that’s true. I’m a terrible teacher.”

He hummed in agreement, lifting his arms so you could duck underneath him, getting something from the cupboard before moving away.

While he was setting the vegetables into a pot, he noticed a flyer on the counter, and he looked at it.

“You’re going to the lantern festival?” He asked.

“I was thinking about it yeah, I’ve not really decided yet.”

He walked over to the sink to wash his hands.

“You’re going.” He said.

You turned around with a little smirk.

“Oh yeah? Am I now?”

“I’m taking you.”

Your mischievous smirk turned into a gentle smile.

“Shota you don’t have to. I know the students will probably be there, and you’re not comfortable with the whole personal life being put out there, and I’m bound to be recognised.”

“I’m taking you.” He repeated.

You laughed softly at him, nodding your head.

“Alright, I’ll go with you then.”

When the day for the festival came, you weren’t really sure what to wear.

You needed something comfortable but practical in case anything happened, so you had on some boots, jeans, and a grey sweater that may or may not have been stolen from your boyfriend a while back as well as a jacket to fight the cold.

You had also hidden a knife in your boot, because one weapon was better than none, and you wanted to be ready for anything.

Aizawa had asked him to meet you just in front of the entrance, so that’s where you stood waiting, talking to a few fans of yours who recognised you.

“Are you going to the festival with someone?!” One of them gushed.

You smiled.

“Yup, I’m meeting a friend in fact, but don’t worry, any trouble and I’ll be right on it!”

They laughed a little bit, asking if they could take photos with you which you happily allowed before ushering them inside to have fun.

You looked at your phone for the time, and when you looked back up you saw him walking over.

He wasn’t wearing his hero costume either, instead he’d settled for a causal look as well, but he had his hair tied away from his face.

Walking over he stood with his hands in his pockets, looking at you.

“Ready?”

“I’ve been waiting for you idiot, course I’m ready.”

He rolled his eyes, gesturing with his head to the entrance and you both made your way in.

Aizawa had no preference on what he wanted to do, so you took him around to look at everything that was going on.

You were grinning from ear to ear, and he was just letting you drag him around until finally he stopped you.

“Follow me.”

You nodded your head, letting him take your hand and lead you through the crowd, away from where everybody was going to set off their lanterns.

He took you down to the waters edge where there was less people, and he got you to hold the lantern while he lit it.

Both of you held on to it, and you smiled softly at him, which he returned with a small smile.

“This has been really fun.” You whispered.

“Yeah, it’s been nice. I’ve never really come to one of these before.”

“Really? So this is your first one?”

Aizawa nodded his head.

“Well, I’m glad I could be with you.”

Aizawa glanced to the side, then to you, and he counted down from three, both of you pushing the lantern into the air with all the others.

You were beaming brightly, your eyes focused on the lanterns above you, eyes shining with excitement.

Aizawa was focused on you, a soft expression on his face.

Reaching out, he placed his palm on the side of your face, and you turned your gaze to him.

You guys had been dating for a while, sure, but you had never actually had your first kiss, Aizawa wasn’t one for PDA, he didn’t know how to fully express his feelings for you, and he knew that you were letting him decide to make the first move.

And that’s what he was doing.

He leant down, capturing you in a gentle but unsure kiss, and you immediately responded.

Closing your eyes, you placed your hands on his shoulder, giving him the confidence he needed to deepen the kiss.

When he pulled away, he grinned a small grin of pride, and you smiled at him.

“Not so scary is it?”

“Shut up.”

You laughed at him, knowing he wasn’t being rude, he was just feeling awkward, and you moved your hands to cradle his face, pulling him down so you could kiss his forehead and you let him go.

“It was perfect Shota.”

He nodded his head in agreement, and leant down to kiss you again, only to stop, resting his forehead on yours with a heavy sigh when there was a squeal of excitement.

Lifting his head up, he stepped away from you, turning around and he pointed at the gathering of teenagers.

“Don’t you know it’s weird to follow your teacher?!” He yelled.

“I can’t believe you just kissed Razor!” A pink haired girl squealed.

You laughed a little, patting your boyfriend on the back a few times.

“Get out of here you lurkers!” He snapped.

The laughed, running away and you laughed as he turned to look at you, sighing softly, leaning down to kiss your forehead.

“It’s not fun here anymore…” he grumbled.

You snickered, gesturing for him to take your hand and he did.

“Let’s go home then.”

He nodded, happily following after you

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 2 months

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Yandere V + H: Aizawa Shouta and Hizashi Yamada

These two are the villains and you the henchman

A couple of villains perfectly prepared to take on the army of heroes

You’re probably one of many

Hundreds of henchmen under the villains are meant to be nameless and faceless

Just a pair of helping hands to whatever scheme these two seem to come across

“Sirs! I have something important to report!”

“WHAT!? What’s the matter?”

“Out with it! Tell us, then.”

“Mittens…she…”

“Our cat? Oh yeah, you took her to the vet, right? So what’s the matter?”

“She…”

“Go on! We can take it!”

“She’s…”

“...”

“She’s pregnant!”

“Eureka!!” “So, my suspicions were correct.”

“Congratulations! I’ve brought a cake to celebrate, the awesome news!”

"Wow that's awesome of you!" "Thank you, (Y/n)."

It's your focus on them as people that make them realize your worth

Unlike your coworkers who easily clock out the moment their hours are enough, you stay

Always asking if they’ve eaten, drunk enough water, or if they’ve been able to get to their laundry this week

First, its a key to their private home just to feed the cats

But then it's a meal plan of what they’ll want for dinner

Then the type of detergent for their clothes

And at this rate, they should will just start moving you into their guest bedroom

You’ve just become such an important part of their lives they can’t imagine their lives or their villainy without you:

Shota did a double take at the mass of eager minions he was prepared to lead. Not seeing a familiar face smiling and saluting among them. It would be unnerving if he didn’t remember that there were chores that he and Yamada assigned; it’d be safe to assume that’s where you there.

“Uhm babe, did you see (Y/n) on the cameras?”

“No, but I was going to. Did you?”

“Yeah…”

A look of worry and unease was on Yamada’s face, he pulled out his phone pulled up the feed of multiple cameras, and turned the screen to his significant other who had a bad feeling. The feed was clear, and a video of the cats and kittens walking around the house was sped up as the hours continued on. The speed-up footage seemed to slow as you stumbled into the room, wobbling haphazardly as the felines crowded around you as you prepared their food. He watched as you jerked and jumped to what seemed like sneezing. You eventually left but the thought of your state alone was upsetting.

“They’re…sick.”

“Yeah, but what’s worse they didn’t even say anything to me! What about you?”

“No.”

The couple grew silent, enveloped in an unnerved feeling as they looked at their beloved henchman through the screen. Shota was the first to look away, reaching for a device on his belt that held a blinking moving dot. He noted the time on his watch, humming to himself as he adjusted his cape.

“We’ve got time to catch our kitten, but we must be quick.”

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You felt despicable. More than your stuffy nose and rising temperature, you felt despicable with yourself. For getting yourself sick in the first place. How could you be the best henchman you could if your body wasn’t working correctly? It made you feel even worse.

You couldn’t properly serve the couple after they so lovingly offer for you to stay in their home. Granted they were awfully adamant about that going so far as to start moving your clothes and other things into the guest room in their house. But who were you to question their kindness when you were just a mere stepping stool to their villainous success?

Deep down you couldn’t help but let your insipid doubts creep in. Like why your heart beat so fast when you walked in to find the couple going through your fridge. Or when the couple send an uplifting photo of your ex being waterboarded. It shouldn’t strike fear into your heart that your employers were so involved. You were being ungrateful. That’s what got you sick. Your unwillingness to let them further involve themselves in your life is to blame for the weakness in your immune system. You’re not sick from stress…right?

“Here’s your medicine! Hope you get better hun!”

“Thanks, miss.”

Thanking the old woman as you retrieved your medication from over the counter. Trudging out the pharmacy you planned to begin the long trek back home. Completely unaware of a flashy hero stopping their route to slowly float next to you.

“Oh troubled citizen! May I be of assistance?”

The loud question grated your ears as you refused to focus on anything other than keeping awake.

“No. Go away.”

“But dear citizen I cannot for you seem to need help!”

You groaned at their insistence reminded of the enemy your employers were especially not fond of…infact—You finally looked with familiarized malice at the shining mass and recognizable hair at the hovering super-powered individual.

“You’re that one hero…aren’t you?”

“So you know of me? Good! Then you have the honor of being under my care!”

“We don’t think so.”

The monotone and distorted voice of The Eraser had you both looking up at the villains in shocked stupor. Both were fully decked out in their villain armor menacingly standing still in broad daylight. The Mic was uncharacteristically silent further upsetting your already flipping stomach. It didn’t seem that the hero felt any semblance of that though.

“You two? My it seems you have the most uncanny sense for where I am! Perhaps you’re stalking me?”

You could tell he was rolling his eyes under his visor but the villain still reached a gloved hand out to you.

“(Y/n) come with me, I’ll be taking you to our home, now.”

You didn’t know why your feet weren’t moving or why your hands shook as you reached out. Or why your heart was pumping so fast. Perhaps that was why you let the hero put an arm out in front of you as he lightly shoved you further behind his back.

“Do not hark their villainous temptations (MY/n)! They only wish to unsettle me with a hostage–”

His heroic declarations were interrupted by the sudden closeness of The Mic their speaker enhanced mouthpiece dangerously close to their exposed ear.

“Don’t you dare touch them!”

The hero cringed further keeping you behind him as he backed up. Holding the side of his head he swung it back and forth between the villains. With an unexpected battle cry he opened his palms towards the villains before frantically shaking it when he found no reaction.

“W-what is this?! Why can’t I–?”

“Did you forget who you were fighting? Idiot.”

“Wellll the idiot is realizing just how much of a moron he is maybe we’ll grant some mercy.”

“M-mercy?”

“Yup you give us our lovely (Y/n)! And we won’t immediately squash you to bits!”

“Immediately?”

“Do I hafta keep repeating myself? Just give us the kitten we’ll be up on and on our way! Okay?”

“That is until we return to beat you to a bloody pulp for so much as talking to them. See (Y/n) this is why you should just stay home, it just means more carnage for everyone else. Besides you’re so sick I bet you can’t even think straight, come home (Y/n).”

“Yeah precious how about we just go home…”

“You want watch us obliterate him would you?”

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bakubunny · 5 months

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yan!aizawa x captive darling fauxcest drabble look away pls. overindulgent bs with too many pet names as usual.

tw: dark content, f!reader, smut, prone bone, light bondage

thinkin abt yan dad bf!shota who starts asking you to call him dad instead of daddy. (it’s not all the time, but it’s often enough that it makes you wonder.) maybe it’s while you’re together watching a movie at home, while he’s cooking dinner. then it happens when ‘uncle ‘zashi’ is around. it makes your cheeks so red and you stutter so much that of course he’s going to make you repeat it.

then one night, it’s while he’s got you face down with your hands tied above your head yet again. you’re fucked out of your mind with a fistful of your hair in his hand, his teeth digging hard into your neck.

a slurred and whiny, “daddy, right there, fuck,” leaves your lips when shota pounds your cunt so good you’ve got chills.

his body is strong and heavy with his weight on top of you, the sweat on his chest tacky against your skin. but he knows it’s not “right there” because you’re still speaking instead of drooling and limp limbed like he wants you.

“ah ah, little girls don’t talk to dad with bad words like that. you know better,” shota says, his lips and teeth grazing the shell of your ear as he nips at it.

heat radiates in your cheeks. your voice is small, nervous. “‘m sorry, dad.”

shota growls low against your skin. he plants a kiss on your head, kisses and sucks bruises into your neck.

he adjusts his angle slightly, and almost like he’s flipped a switch, your body goes completely limp. he chuckles as you groan loud and long. he lets your head fall forward onto the sheets as your breath gets heavier. your legs tremble.

“‘s it kiddo. that’s my girl.”

#🔪#💖#🎀#🍬#🩹#pulling blankets over my head #running away now #don’t anticipate more on this now or possibly ever #tw dark content #tw daddy kink #aizawa smut #aizawa x reader #aizawa x y/n #aizawa x you #bakubunny #aizawa shouta

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chatterbox-73 · 8 months

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.Sugar Daddy.

Price of consoling.

Shota Aizawa x fem!Reader

This story is a smut story, I’ll more characters x reader one shots in the future and if you want to see a character please let me know.

You must be 18 years or older to read this...

🔞⚠️NO MINORS ALLOWED⚠️🔞

Part 1: Radio Sugar (Hizashi Yamada)

A/N: part two of a request I got for present mic and/or aizawa, if you haven’t checked out part one and go show mic some love… also just so you know I don’t mind getting requests but I’m not always a very productive writer, however I will work on requests if they’re about a character or subject I know of…

Summary/inspiration/prompt: Present Mic tasks you with servicing his dear friend who just broke up with his long term girlfriend. The night was nothing that you expected but it was exactly what you needed.

Word count: 2k

CW: NSFW and adult content, unprotected sex, bondage, spanking/impact play, degradation (name calling), oral (m!receiving), eating cum, swearing.

You stood in the living room in a white sundress with pink flowers all over it, the dress was cute and loose and so unlike anything Yamada would want you to wear, the blonde loved you in anything tight, dark and skimpy, all things this dress was not. You walked over to the man and stood before him, suddenly he reached out and wrapped his arms around your waist, pressing his face into your abdomen “mic has informed me, you run a steep price for your services” the man stated and you blushed slightly, you were sure Hizashi was joking with him but you couldn’t help but think he took it all very seriously, “well you’re a friend of Hizashi, so I won’t charge you anything you can’t afford” you joked and the man chuckled, “I’m aware Yamada is already paying you for this…” the man begun before pulling you onto his lap, “but I’d still like to pay you, name you price and then we’ll start” he spoke calmly, his tired eyes looking you up and down, “for the basic services the prices are as followed; 40,000¥ for an hour of sex, an additional 7,500¥ for oral, and of course 10,000¥ for any photos you wish to take and all service prices double if you wish to record…” you spoke confidently, Hizashi had been preparing you for taking ‘clients’, in case anything happened to him or you both split up, you had to admit that he taught you well and you were extremely grateful to him, “…of course gifts of the same value of your services are acceptable so long as we agree” you run your fingers through his long tangled hair, “is cash alright?” The man hummed and his hands traveled to your ass as he began to squeeze your cheeks, you were in shock for a moment before quickly getting over it and nodding, “good, I want two hours of sex and to finish in your mouth, are there any off limit positions?” He spoke and you thought for a moment, there wasn’t many off limits to you, as long as they weren’t some gross kink position, you were fine with it. “You tell me what you want and I’ll tell you if it’s off limits” you looked at him and he nods “doggy and spread eagle” he spoke smoothly before his hand traveled back down your thigh to your knee, “should we get started now, sir?” You asked and the man shook his head, you frowned but before expressing your confusion he spoke, “I’d also like to know your prices on kinks, bondage and spanking… also it’s Aizawa, not sir…” the tired man looked at you and you gulped, “I’m only fine with light bondage and spanking, nothing too serious” you spoke honestly and he nodded in thought.

Aizawa discussed your boundaries in depth with you and his plan for the night, he wanted to make sure nothing was a surprise tonight, in all honesty discussing all these lewd acts he wishes to perform with you and on you, had your cunt clenching tightly, you were desperate and you were certain Aizawa knew, with every clench of your legs and every wiggle of your hips had the man growing rapidly beneath your ass, the bulge of his cock pressed comfortably between your ass check and the feeling had you pressing back against him further making him harder. “Fuck, you know how to tease a cock, baby girl… get up and show me that ass” Aizawa demanded still speaking in his same tired voice, despite his obvious desperation, you quickly stood facing the man you grabbed the straps of your sundress and removed them from your shoulders, letting the dress fall to the floor. You stood in only the pink thong Yamada had pick out for you earlier, you bounced on the balls of your feet letting your breasts bounce, the man watched your breasts move and jiggle however just as your breasts began to hypnotise him, you turned and pushed out your ass before wiggling your hips. “You fucking minx!” Aizawa let off a tired groan and watched you as you bent over slightly and with legs apart you rubbed two fingers over you clothed clit, moaning loudly at the friction, you pulled your thong to the side showing to man all your wetness, you then ran a finger along your entrance collecting your discharge before standing and pulling your panties back in place, once facing Aizawa you watched him intensely as to took your finger in your mouth and sucked all the fluid off it. “Tastes good…” you hummed as you walked away from the man and towards the bedroom.

You sat patiently on the bed watching the door, waiting for Aizawa to enter the room, you began to wonder if you’d taken it too far and the man had decided to leave you to spare your feelings despite you embarrassing him, after all he was in the midst of a very messy break up, however before you could slip farther into your thoughts Aizawa stepped into the doorway, he had taken off his shirt and undone his pants, his briefs struggling to keep him contained, “your cash is on the kitchen counter, I’ll be leaving immediately after we’re done… if there’s any issue with the money let Mic know” he spoke coldly before walking to you.

Aizawa stood in front of you and looked down at you, he grabbed your chin and forced you to look up at him, you pressed your legs together once meeting his tired eyes, “are you ready?” He asked to which you nodded and that was enough for him before suddenly he was flipping you over onto your hands and knees, before pressing down on your shoulders forcing your chest and face into the bed, this course you to push your ass back against him as you moaned, “you like that huh?” Aizawa teased and you whined as he ground his hips into your backside, he let of a whistle and grabbed a handful of your cheek “it’s so soft, I bet it jiggles when you’re fucked… want me to find out?” He chuckled as you felt him pull your thong to the side and press his tip into your cunt, “yes… yes please… please fuck me” you moaned and felt him teasingly pull his tip out and push it back in, “fuck, I could just slide right in… you want that?” Aizawa groaned and you whined out a ‘yes’, suddenly he slipped completely into you, with no resistance whatsoever.

Aizawa gave you no time to adjust to him before he began taking you, the tired man gave lazy thrusts as he tightly held your hips, groans and grunts left his slightly parted lips while he looked down his nose at your ass, you dared to look back at him but the moment you lifted your head off the mattress he pushed your head back down, “don’t fucking move… you got that whore?” Aizawa grunted and you nodded, “say you understand!” He demanded and you opened your mouth “I understand, I won’t move” you spoke with a shaky breath, you weren’t surprised by his reaction as he had asked you about it prior to starting, however you were surprised by how much you were enjoying it. You could feel your walls desperately clinging to every ridge his shaft had to offer, you slowly reached a hand back and made contact with Aizawa thigh, your nails dragged against his skin, his muscle tensed and he gave you a particularly hard thrust causing you to move your hand to the mattress to steady yourself, “oh what… don’t stop now, you’re so eager to get those fucking hand off this damn mattress!” Aizawa shouted while holding a hand on the back of your neck, “what’s fucking changed now…? Huh skank?” He moved his hands to your wrists and pulled them behind you, before you could figure out what was happening your hands were tied tightly behind your back, “see what you’ve done… stupid bitch” Aizawa brought a hand hard down on your ass, this caused you to cry out and squeeze the man. It was all getting too much for you, Aizawa forceful thrusts, his rough hands, his strong grip, his thick veiny shaft and his deep demanding voice… god you could definitely see yourself needed to be fucked like this everyday, though just as you begin the to loose yourself, you were brought right back by an incredibly hard smack to the ass and the feeling of his cock leaving you, “no no no… please” you cried out and pushed your ass back into Aizawa’s hip grinding on his member once you made contact, to which you received another hard smack to the ass. You were so close and desperate to come that you remained unfazed by the brutal smack and even felt your excitement build, “oh yes… smack my ass harder” you moaned loudly and felt Aizawa’s cock twitch, you pressed your ass back more and grounded yourself harder along his member.

Aizawa shoved you off him and flipped you onto your back, “you cock hungry bitch…” Aizawa sneered at you before grabbing your face the leaning in, “you’re enjoying this too much…” he whispered “you wanna be fuck so bad… don’t you?” He fake whined and you nodded frantically, “yes… god yes… fuck me” you begged and Aizawa barked out a laugh, “you ordering me around huh? Like I’m not the one who payed for your services?” He hummed standing up and before you could say anything, his hand made contact with your face, leaving a sharp sting on your cheek that made tears well in your eyes, however you had no chance to form a reaction as Aizawa grabbed your ankles and pulled your legs so far apart you were almost doing the splits, only to then slip back inside you with one rough thrust. You cried out and thrown your head back into the mattress, as Aizawa immediately set an absurdly quick pace, “fuck I’m so ready to cum” the tired man groaned loudly and watched intensely as your cunt repeatedly swallowed him wholly, with every thrust he watched his cock disappear and watch as his pubic bone meet you, brushing against your clit and before long you came. Letting out a loud scream, tears ran down your face and your hips shook uncontrollably, Aizawa groaned at the feeling of your cunt squeezing him and continuing to fuck you until he let out a strangled moan, to this he pulled out of you and yanked your body from the bed, causing your ass to hit the floor with a thud.

You opened your mouth to protest however Aizawa quickly shoved his cock in your mouth, your throat immediately tightened and your lungs felt heavy, the corners of your mouth ache and you could feel yourself gagging but nothing being able to come up. It was all too erotic for Aizawa, he tangled his hands into your hair and came with a loud groan, pulling out of your mouth he walked over to your bedside table and grabbed a few tissues before returning to you, Aizawa held the tissues in front of you, “here spit it out” he spoke and you opened you mouth showing him, ��I swallowed it” you smiled and the man frowned before helping you up and into bed, “you could get a stomachache” he scolded you as he leaned over you and untied your arms, “Yamada makes me swallow it all the time” you shrugged and stretched out your arms, Aizawa clicked his tongue and stood “Mic is irresponsible” he slipped his briefs and pants back on, “be sure to brush your teeth and gargle when your comfortable moving again… oh and don’t forget to use the toilet” he instructed you before leaving the room, you waited a moment in silence to hear your front door open and close, signalling Aizawa had left.

You didn’t know what Yamada was thinking when he set the arrangement between you and Aizawa but you were extremely grateful.

More from the ‘Sugar Daddy’ series:

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that-guy-sleepy-miles · 9 months

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Local Man Loves His Fake Wife Too Much

[First Post]

I just wanted to draw them being goobers, to be honest. A lot of people liked the TMFoAS concept and I'm going to figure out how to create something for it, so here's some Zukyo and Mic because he's smitten for his fake wife who is also his best friend in disguise (who he is also smitten for).

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mamayan · 7 months

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POOKIE

So yk how girls put up their hair to suck dick? Ik Shota does that to eat pussy. And he does that FOR HIMSELF ahem overstimulation ahem ahem

Babe, this man is a pussy connoisseur, he will let you french braid it back so he can better eat your pussy and give you something to hold onto.

Shota Aizawa x Fem! Reader

tw: NSFW • Fingering (F) • Oral (F) • Praise • Overstimulation • Domestic Fluff • Teasing

“Why are you giggling? C’mere kitten, if you won’t sit on my face then lay down so I can at least enjoy my meal.” His dark eyes were soft and teasing, as he easily maneuvers you to lay on your back so he can pry your legs apart.

You couldn’t help the laughing fit which struck you. You’d been trying to learn how to French braid other people’s hair recently, a young student of your fiancé having asked you for help one day, and embarrassingly you couldn’t do it quite right. So you’d asked Shota to let you practice on him. It looked awful, too many strands of hair falling loose, and you’d given up entirely and decided to decorate his hair with silly ribbons and cute clips for your own amusement instead.

When he’d caught on to your game, he’d easily captured you when you tried to run, and taken you to the bedroom for “punishment”.

“That wasn’t very nice kitten, now spread your thighs before I get the bar to keep them open.” His threat works, your legs falling open easily so he can settle over your naked body. His own still clothed in the sweat pants he’d been wearing earlier, chest bare and muscles and scars on full display for your eyes. You giggle again as his hair filled with accessories which didn’t even match one another fell into his face, forcing him to blow up the strand. It fell back in place over his eyes.

You laughed again, even as he sighed and released you to untie the braid to use the tie to gather up all his hair into a pony tail now. Once his hair was properly secured back, he grinned down at you.

“Still laughing baby? That’s okay. I’ll fix that.” He chuckles, hand ghosting over your pussy as you gasp and sigh, melting as his thumb softly brushes your clit. “For all that fooling around, you sure as wet. Were you anticipating this brat?” His narrow gaze mirthful despite his words and tone. You shook your head in denial, but moaned when he leaned down to blow cool air on your hot sex.

“I don’t believe you.” He murmurs, before licking up the slick which had escaped you. Moaning into the mess, Shota happily licks and sucks loudly, slurping at your pussy as you cry out. Your hands sought purchase in his hair, gripping the little pony tail he’d pulled back to avoid letting hair loose into his face.

“Go ahead kitten, hold tight, I’m gonna be here for a while.” Was all the warning he gave before he was devouring you completely.

You came quickly, creaming his lower face as you cried and shook beneath him.

You knew what came next as a finger wiggled into your tight heat. You jerked as the pleasure bordered painful, but relaxed as he slowed down to let you regroup. Then he was finger fucking you as he sucked and lapped at your lip, building this orgasm slower as you mewled and cried his name before falling apart more gently than your first.

When he added a second finger, you mentally prepared but your body jolted dramatically when he sucked hard on your clit, your teeth aching as you hissed through them. “Shota—!” You could only grip tight and lock your legs to avoid pushing him away with your feet, the pleasure taken up a notch in intensity with this new rough display. His facial hair beginning to rub your inner thighs a bit raw as he brings you to another climax by grazing his teeth over your clit.

Three is usually your limit, but your teasing had earned you punishment, so when he keeps going, you’re begging for mercy.

“n’more Shota, please—,” your whines don’t go unpunished either, not when he lets up only to slap your clit and reduce your further into a squealing mess.

“You’re doing so good kitten.” He murmurs lowly, smirking at your teary gaze and pouty lips. You have little choice but to accept that when you tease him, he’s guaranteed to tease you back… but much worse.

He doesn’t get even, he gets ahead.

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thehusbandoden · 9 months

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His Everything -Soft!Aizawa x Pregnant!Reader

Mwahahaha~ I'm writing again TuT (yes yes I am quite dramatic.) Once again not knowing what the freak to do with the title :')

Fluff, fluff, and fluff. | 503 words | Second person | Fyi- if you ever see a change in my writing or writing/formatting style it's bc I am still trying to find my style, so it can change a lot.

Blinking open your eyes, you frowned at the darkness surrounding you, instinctively glancing at the clock. It was 2:23.. am. Grumbling, you reached over to cuddle into your husband; Shota, only to frown deeper as you felt his side of the bed not only empty, but cold.

Wrapping your comforter around you, you waddled out of your shared bedroom, hand resting on your buldging belly. Walking towards your livingroom, you sighed as you regognized the dim light of your livingroom lamp. Shota was working late. Again.

"Shota~ how many times do I have to tell you to give yourself a break and sleep?" You pout, crawling onto the loveseat next to your husband of three years.

"I'm almost done Kitty." Shota murmurred, eyes glued to the several papers he was working on.

"What is it this time?" You yawn, crawling into Shota's lap, wary of your precious bump.

"Nothing nothing- I'm just looking over safety precautions that they're putting in place to help protect the students, and they're papers for internships. Oh and grading some school work. I'll be done in about an hour or so."

"Okay.. so why do you have to do that now?"

"Because between teaching, training, extra training, and caring for you and our baby- I don't have time in the day, Love."

"Okay.. how can I help?" You ask, smiling up at your beloved Shota.

"Kitten, you don't have to. You're eight months pregnant, you need your rest, just get back to bed." Shota smiled, leaning down to peck your lips before going back to his work.

"But I'm not even tired! Please~."

"I don't know.."

"The sooner you get done and cuddle me~ the better sleep I get~!" You grin, causing Shota to smile down at you.

"Fine." Shota sighed, a soft smile on his lips.

You just giggled before turning around, facing the coffee table, excited to finally be able to help Shota, just how he's helped you since your first day middle school.

~The next day~

Humming, you smiled as Shota held you against his chest, whispering words of affection and encouragment.

"I love you Kitty." He smiled, kissing the shell of your ear softly.

"And we love you too." You smile, causing him to chuckle and rub your belly lovingly.

"You know.. I hope that he's like you." Shota whispered, kissing your forehead.

"Well I hope he's like you."

"I said it first, Kitty~." Shota teased, moving to leave kisses to your belly.

"Yeah- well-"

Shota silenced you with a kiss to your lips, completely grabbing your attention.

"Shhh it's okay, Love. Just go back to sleep, I'll be back some time this evening."

"Okay." You pout, leaving another few pecks onto Shota's smiling lips.

Shota just chuckled before kissing your belly and lips once more. "See you tonight my love. I love you."

"Love ya too." You smile, gaze soft as Shota made his way out of your bedroom, mind already moving onto work as he regretfully left his everything safely tucked away.

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specialagentlokitty · 24 days

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Aizawa x reader - home

A/N: This idea is from @nyxiethesimp thank you! 💜

Grinning from ear to ear, you planted your hands on your hips as you looked at the hero in front of you.

“Hi!”

“You’re not supposed to be on patrol.” He said.

You shrugged a little bit, walking over to stand next to him as he overlooked the ward from the building that he was stood on.

He sighed heavily, turning around to go back to overlooking the city with you.

“Why’re you on patrol Grim? You were told to be on bed rest for a month.”

“And it’s been a month Eraser, I’m good as new!”

He glanced over at you.

“Go home.”

“Come on, I’m already out, please!”

You grinned from ear to ear again, and he let out a heavy sigh, looking away from you.

“Fine, just don’t go getting into trouble again.”

“Deal!”

You happily carried on standing there with him, just enjoying his company.

Since you could never be sure who was listening or who was around, you guys didn’t talk much, and when the sun started to rise, wondered away, heading back home.

Getting changed into some shorts and an oversized hoodie, you made breakfast and had on the table ready when the door was opened again.

Aizawa came padded in, standing in front of you with his hands in his pockets and you laughed softly at him.

Reaching up, you unravelled his scarf carefully, and set it on the counter behind you.

Then you took his goggles off as well, setting that on the side as well before turning back to him.

“Coffee?”

He nodded his head, and you turned around to make his coffee for him, while you were doing that he stood behind you with his head in your shoulder.

Brining your hand up, you brushed some hair from your shoulder, resting your head on his as he set two cups of coffee down.

Aizawa reached around you for both the cups of coffee, then walked over to the table, setting them down, pulling your chair out for you.

You smiled at him, sitting down, letting him push your chair back in, kiss the top of your head, then took his own seat.

“You have an appointment this afternoon.” He said.

You hummed, nodding your head.

“Yeah, it’s just to make sure everything’s healing the way it should so it won’t be long.”

Aizawa got up, dragging his chair around and he tapped your leg, letting you know that he wanted it, so you put your legs in his lap.

He gently checked your right leg, examining over the surgical scars, making sure they looked alright.

“See, told you darling.”

“Yeah, you did.”

Grabbing his breakfast, you slid it over for him, then got up to carry on about your day.

When Aizawa went to sleep, you decided to take a small nap as well, only waking up when your alarm went off, and you rolled over to turn it off.

Aizawa reached out, reaching out, pulling you back into his chest and you laughed, rolling over.

You brushed some hair from his face, seeing he was awake.

“I have to go to my appointment.”

“You’ve got time.”

“Shota I love you, but I need to get up, come on.”

Leaning forward, you gave him a kiss, and he grinned a lazy grin, letting you go.

“Asshole.”

Getting changed, you walked around his side of the bed, kissing him once more as you grabbed his hoodie from the floor, pulling it on.

“I’ll come home soon, I love you.”

“Love you too.” He hummed.

You covered him back up with the quilt then left, making your way to your apartment.

Aizawa was supposed to go with you, but after being called out last night, you didn’t want to drag him out during the day.

You didn’t even make it to your appointment, when you were walking there you heard somebody cry out for help and without thinking you ran to go help.

You didn’t have your suit, or your weapon, but you had a duty to help people in need, so you dove into the action head first.

You quirk wasn’t supposed to be used in head on battle, so all you had was your own strength, trying to save as many people as you could from the villains.

Aizawa woke up to the sound of his phone ringing, and when he rolled over he answered it, thinking it was you.

“Hey…” he mumbled.

He sat up when he didn’t recognise the voice in the other end, and dropped his phone when he jumped out of bed.

Throwing on some clean clothes, he ran out of the apartment towards the car, heading straight to the hospital.

He ran into the reception, where he was led to a room and finally he was greeted by a doctor who wore a grim look on her face.

“I’m so sorry sir. We did everything we could but the damage it was just… it was too much…”

Aizawa threw the door open, walking over to the bed and the doctor pulled the sheet down from your face, leaving the room quietly.

Reaching out, he brushed some hair from your face, wiping a bit of dirt from under your eye with his thumb.

Walking over to the sink, he grabbed some tissue and put it under water, making his way back over to clean your face.

You never liked having a dirty face, you always had to clean it if you got even a little bit of dirt on it.

Once he was done, he sat next to you on the bed, holding your hand in his, slowly feeling the warmth drain from your body.

“You said you’d come home…” he muttered.

He stayed there for as long as they would let him, then when he had to leave, he got up, taking your necklace with him.

He never could find out what really happened that day, there was various reports saying different things, and the other heroes refused to tell him.

He never told anybody about your funeral, only a few close friends between you both, and he held it at night away from the press.

But he still did everything for two like he always did, when he made coffee, there was always a cup for you, there was always a plate for you.

It was habit, and he couldn’t stop, partly for doing it for so long, and partly because he didn’t want to stop because if he did he had to accept that you were actually gone.

You were never that far from him, wherever he went you always went with him.

He couldn’t see you, or hear you, but you stayed with him watching over him.

“Why do you watch him?”

You turned to the ghost next to you.

“I can’t return to my physical form yet, so I want to stay with him until I can.”

The lady sighed softly, giving you a sad smile.

“They all move on, it takes time but eventually he’ll move on as well. You going back might hurt him even more.”

“I… never thought about it that way.”

You looked back at Aizawa who was sitting down next to Hizashi in the staff room.

They were talking about students for the new semester of UA, and you sighed softly, looking as he turned to the photo of you on his next.

“(Y/N) would be proud you know.”

Aizawa didn’t say anything, he simply just got up and left the room.

“Maybe it would be better….”

You decided to stay away from him, going back to reassure new spirits, making it easier for them to adjust and pass into the next life.

Because of this you stopped seeing Aizawa, knowing that he was slowly moving on.

The thing about spirits was that they talked, so when they started saying about an incident going on at the USJ, you were immediately on high alert.

Your physical body had returned to you, it took time, but you kept yourself in your spiritual form, just to stay hidden, but it meant you now had your scythe and your costume back.

You wasted no time in running to the USJ, hearing whispering of eraser head and his students being in trouble.

It was the spirits warning you about it, telling you to go and help him, that’s exactly what you were going to do.

Running through the wall, you followed where the spirits were all pointing, and you yelled, swinging your scythe.

“Leave them alone!”

The blue haired man barely managed to dodge your attack, and you stood in front of him, looking at Aizawa behind him.

Returning to spiritual form, you swung your scythe for the Nomu pinning him to the ground, killing it with no hesitation.

You knelt over Aizawa in of protective manner, keeping a hand on his back.

The blue haired man charged for you, but froze when he realised his quirk wasn’t going to work, Aizawa was using his.

You weren’t focused on anything else but Aizawa and those students.

Thankfully the battle didnt last much longer, and when the villains left you knelt in front of Aizawa, hauling him into your arms, brushing his hair from his face.

“You’re not here…”

You smiled sadly, placing your hand over his heart.

“It’s not your time yet darling…”

He took a shaky breath.

“You left too soon…” he whispered.

“I’m so sorry…”

You helped him up, over to the green haired boy.

“Will you look after him?”

“Y..yes!”

You smiled softly, standing up, helping the green boy put Aizawa on his back, and you picked up your scythe.

“Who are you?” He asked.

You turned around, giving a sad smile.

“It’s not important.”

With that, you were gone from sight.

You thought Aizawa wouldn’t remember with being in the brink of death, but he did.

He remembered seeing you as clear as day, remember feeling you, feeling your hand on his chest and you holding him.

He thought maybe you’d show yourself, maybe you’d be there at home waiting but you weren’t.

Even the students confirmed seeing you, they’d asked him who you were, asking about a hero that looked like you.

Finally after searching everywhere else he went to the only other place he could think off.

He stood there at your headstone, staring down at your name, the he looked at the headstone.

“You know my quirk won’t work on you.”

There was a sigh, and your body shimmered into view, not quite in physical form, but not spiritual, in between which is what you did when you wanted to be seen but not touched.

He stared at you, eyes locked with yours before he turned around and walked away.

“Shota?”

“I just wanted to see if it was true.”

You walked in front of him, tears brimming your eyes as you looked at him.

“I thought it would be easier on you if I didn’t come back….”

He activated his quirk, cancelling yours, then he released his quirk, and you did the same.

“How long?”

“A few months…”

He slowly nodded his head.

“I’m so sorry…”

You sank to your knees, resting your head on the grass and began to cry into the grass.

You just kept saying how sorry you were, and Aizawa knelt down, placing his hand on your back.

You looked up, and he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you into his lap, letting you cry into his chest, and he buried his face into your shoulder.

“You idiot…”

You let out a strained laugh.

“Promise me you’ll never leave again…” he mumbled.

You sniffled a little bit, nodding your head.

“I promise…”

Aizawa stood up, lifting you up with him, and he set your feet down in the ground, and he walked in front of you, crouching down just a little.

“Let’s go home.” He said.

You nodded, climbing on his back, letting him carry you back out to the street, and you wrapped your arms over his shoulder, balling your hands into his scarf.

It wasn’t for you, but it was to reassure Aizawa that you were really there, that you were actually coming home with him this time.

You knew his was hurt, and angry.

When you got home he went straight to bed, so you decided to sleep on the couch instead, and what woke you up was someone laying over you.

Instinctively you wrapped your arms around around him, opening your eyes a little bit to see Aizawa tuck his head under your chin.

He didn’t say anything, and neither did you, but you held him with one arm, running your fingers through his hair with your other one.

You knew eventually you’ll have to actually to sit down and talk Aizawa about what happened, but right now wasn’t the time.

Now was the time for him to just bask in the fact that you were back with him, and he did that by laying over you, listening to your heartbeat and taking your necklace from his pocket, putting the ring back in your finger where it belonged.

He didn’t care who knew anymore, you were his and you were home and that’s all that mattered

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whattheheckmidoriya · 1 year

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-For the sentence ask thingy-

"No~, five more minutes," Aizawa barely managed to speak, having being woken up many times.

You try your best to get him out of bed but it's useless.

"What happened to 'Lets wake up early and go to the gym' ?", you questioned annoyingly....

^Have a great day!!^

Shota grumbled into his pillow, inky hair cascading over his face. He could be so stubborn.

You tugged at his arms, shaking the man out of his slumber with a pout. "C'mon, I got ready because you said we'd be out of the house early!"

Barely cracking his eyes open, your love peered up at you with sleepy adoration, his lips settling in a lazy smile. "One kiss and I'll be up, promised."

A flutter of warmth tickled your chest as you smiled down at him. He could be such a tease when he'd barely shaken off the night's sleep. You cherished this part of him.

Leaning down, your lips met his in a gentle display of love. He hummed into the kiss, breaking out into a smile. Pulling away left him dazed; a love sick man.

"Okay, I'm awake now." He breathed, finally allowing to be pulled away from his sheets.

Send me the first sentence of a fic and I'll write the next 5!

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nightfang22 · 10 months

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Can't Erase Heartbreak

A/N:As requested here is my first Aizawa x reader fic!I hope it hits you in the feels reading it cause it certainly hit me where it hurts while writing it.Enjoy!

Warnings:Minors DNI,angst,heartbreak,cheating,divorce,slight violence from reader

Pairing:Shouta Aizawa x f!Reader

Word Count:890

You spent 4 hours in front of that damn mirror, second guessing ever accessory and gem in your hair before stepping away to look at the full length mirror. You stared at yourself, hopelessly fidgeting with your long purple dress. It was this beautiful sleeveless number with layers and ruffles that you bought for this specific occasion. It was your 6 year wedding anniversary to the one and only erasure hero. You wanted to surprise him with a fancy dinner and a walk through the park at sunset but he hasn't come home yet. You started to get worried. He should've been home a half hour ago. You pulled out your cellphone and dialed his number. You waited as it rang in your ear until it went to voicemail. Shota never lets you go to voicemail. That's when you decided to go and investigate. You got in your car and turned the key, peeling off in the direction of UA.

Slamming the door to your car, you run through the gates frantically looking around the empty campus. The sun was already starting to set and from the looks of it, everyone had already gone home. Teachers included. So what was Shouta doing here? 'Maybe he's just grading papers and lost track of time? He's always talking about how a few of his students need have more trouble.', you thought to yourself as you took the familiar route through the halls to his classroom. As you came upon his door, you heard voices. You could tell that one of them belonged to your sweet, beloved Shota but you didn't recognize the second voice. You quietly pushed the door open just to have a tiny peek, just enough for no one in the room to be able to notice you. That's when you felt the metaphorical knife go through you. It was like being completely gutted from the inside out, your whole world flipping and turning inside out. Ms. Joke. There she was. On your Shouta's lap. You pushed the door open wide enough to be noticed but they were so busy swallowing each other's tongues that they didn't notice. Almost. Shouta felt your stare burning into the side of his head so hard that he turned slowly towards his door. His eyes were wide when they met yours but you couldn't even really react. All you could manage was to stare him in the face while you raised your left hand. Your eyes never left his as you slid the diamond ring off of your ring finger and gently placed it on Kirishima's desk before calmly walking away and out of the building. Aizawa chased after you, calling your name the whole way and you heard him. Oh, you heard him alright but you couldn't find it in you to care. Even as you got into your car and drove away, to have dinner alone, you felt nothing.

*Timeskip*

You sat on the kitchen counter, pouring yourself a glass of 7 Moons red from the bottle you had bought for tonight. You scrolled through the many texts and voicemails that he had left you while you were at dinner. You had also stopped sharing your location with him which you were sure pissed him off to no end. Aizawa eventually made his way through the door and stared at you brokenly. You could tell just by looking at him that any resolve or determination he once had was completely demolished. "Listen I can explai-" You cut him off. "We're getting a divorce." Your statement is blunt, simple, and just that. A statement. No room for argument or persuasion. "Kitty Cat, please. It's not what it-" You cut him off yet again. "Firstly, you don't get to call me that anymore. It's (Y/N) to you. And secondly, it what? Wasn't what it looked like? Cause what it looked like was Ms. Joke sitting in my husband's fucking lap, making out with him when he was supposed to be home an hour ago for our goddamn anniversary dinner, Shouta!" You spit words like venom through gritted teeth. He stared at you with shame in his eyes. 'As he fucking should' You thought to yourself. "I deserve better than that and you fucking know it. So before I pack my bag to leave, I just want to know one thing." Your eyes never strayed from his scared face. You'd never seen Shota so fearful before this moment. He nodded. "How long?" He looked away from your eyes for the first time since he got home, begging for your mercy. "6 years to the date." Your blood boiled. You stood in shock for just a moment. "6 fucking years Shouta?!? You're fucking kidding me right? You've been cheating on me, your wife, the woman you married, for our entire marriage?! I can't fucking believe you. Honestly I fucking can't!" That's when you grab the expensive bottle of red on the counter and smash it over his goddamn skull. He clearly wasn't using the brain inside of it, anyways. You grab your purse deciding to come collect your things later, storming over to the door. As your hand is on the knob, door half open, you turn to Shota as he's groveling at your feet on the ground. "I should've fucked Mic on our honeymoon."

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aaaa u think u could do the nsfw alphabet with aizawa?

this took a hot sec bc i got busy but here u go. 🖤

a-z for aizawa.

aftercare -> if we’re talking after sex in general, he’s cuddly and sleepy. he cuddles a bit, showers with you, maybe grabs a snack if necessary, and after that, he’s stuck to you like glue for a bit. if we’re talking like… dom!shota, he’ll give you what you need and basically just wants cuddles and kisses in return. dom drop takes a couple of days to hit and he doesn’t always notice it; making love & acts of service are the cure, so make his fav meals or take smth off his plate for a little while if you’re gonna have an intense scene.

body part -> shota doesn’t think much of his body. i don’t think he lacks confidence, he just doesn’t care. it’s not a priority other than making sure he can keep up with the demands of his job. if you had to make him pick, he’d probably say his back. i think most people hc shota as an ass man, but for personal reasons i’m gonna say he’s into necks and thighs.

cum -> ugh. i have more ideas than i should put here. he leaks quite a bit and also cums a lot. despite what many might think, he’s a very hydrated man (read: half of his “water” intake is coffee) with a half decent diet (sometimes). probably doesn’t taste great, but also not gag inducing either.

dirty secret -> he’s a dirty panty snatcher. sometimes he’ll wrap them around his dick, other times he just put them to his nose while he jacks off to smell your scent.

experience -> shota’s not like… had a ton of partners but he’s far from clueless. he knows what works for him and enjoys figuring out what works for his partner.

favorite position -> prone bone or modified doggy. maybe modified missionary, interpret that how you want.

goofy -> he can laugh over something that’s genuinely funny, but generally he’s not the one saying the funny things. he’s pretty serious. (erasermic is basically canon. you can’t tell me he wouldn’t secretly love hizashi’s goofiness in bed.)

hair -> i’m sorry, but you cannot look at how this man keeps the hair on his head and tell me he does more than the absolute bare minimum when it comes to grooming body hair, especially if he’s single. it’s dark and he’s got a lot of it. he cleans up enough that it’s not obnoxious down stairs, but no more… unless he’s with someone, then he’ll put in a little more effort for… reasons.

intimacy -> he can be rough and blah blah blah, all that, but he’s a highly intimate person in the sense that you are the only person who sees him like this, and he makes you feel like the only person in the world he could ever be with. (did i mention this mf is possessive as hell in bed? he is.)

jack off -> it’s usually more of a functional “get it over with” thing for him, but when his mind wanders, he loves to think of how you look bent over, what you sound like, how cute your fuzzy-headed face looks.

kink -> he’s got an oral fixation kink - meaning he’s turned on by a partner with an oral fixation though he doesn’t have one. breeding. he doesn’t want his own kids, but he’ll probably blow instantly the first time you beg tell him to breed you or knock you up even if you can’t get pregnant. impact play. he’s not a sadist, but he does think it’s oh so pretty when you whine and your skin changes colors. bondage. i feel like this one’s kinda self explanatory.

location -> bed or bending you over a counter.

motivation -> teasing with just the right look or touch is what really gets him by surprise. also motivated by seeing his partner flustered and needy.

no -> blood play. he’s seen too much shit to want that, and he’d be scared of actually hurting someone.

oral -> shota’s a thigh man, what do you think? 🤨 he’d live between your thighs if you let him. he also enjoys receiving quite a bit, but that’s more related to the oral fixation kink than him being crazy about getting head.

pace -> it changes day to day. many days he’s rough; fast or slow depends on what he’s/you’re feeling at the time. he can be more sensual from time to time if he’s feeling particularly loving/affectionate.

quickie -> he can make it work if you’re okay with a sting and a big stretch. occasionally it’s fun, but not something he usually goes for.

risk -> he’ll try new things if you’re interested in something. may not always think of new things on his own, but he’ll be open about what he truly wants to try once he trusts you enough.

stamina -> he’ll cum once or twice before he’s done, but he lasts a while - to the point where it’s almost frustrating for him. outside of that, he’ll edge or pull as many orgasms out of you as he damn well pleases, and you’re gonna take it.

toys -> shota owns a small, select amount of sex toys he uses on his partner and some for himself. might expand his collection based on partner preferences. bonus some of his “toys” are more of “kink equipment” than sex toys (spreader bar, cuffs, rope, ball gag, high powered wand, etc.), but he also has a small number of plugs and dildos.

unfair -> ask shota how much he likes to tease, and i’m sure you’ll find out. (hint: it’s a lot.) may or may not be into edging and denial, i can’t decide.

volume -> he’s not loud, per se, but he’s pretty vocal. lots of groans, growls, grunts. will talk more if he knows that’s smth you’re into, but otherwise he doesn’t usually say a lot.

wild card -> he likes having his ass played with. dom!shota likes telling his partner to use toys on him and talking them through it.

x ray -> i stand by these hcs, so i won’t go into too much detail here. his clothing hides a lot. his body is strong. he’s not overly lean. he’s got a perfect pretty dick that’s big and a softie you wanna snuggle up to.

yearning -> fairly high sex drive; he’d fuck you five days a week if he had the time and energy, but he’s pretty busy so it’s often less than that. he probably wouldn’t say no to you getting him off or hopping on top, though.

zzz -> unless there’s a shower involved (usually there is), he’s out like a light in minutes. better move quick, or you’ll be stuck in the vice grip of a sleepy cuddle monster before you even get a chance to take a piss.

come get ur mans @dcsiremc.

#y’all sent in requests for the full Alphabet on multiple people so a couple of these are gonna have to wait but this was a good change of #pace #aizawa shouta #aizawa x reader #aizawa shota #aizawa smut #bnha smut #mha smut #bnha x reader #n.sfw alphabet #bakubunny

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silverynight · 3 months

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Underworld

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Part XV

Izuku is nervous, there are many gods he's never seen before and he's not sure they'll be happy to see someone like him in the Olympus.

Noticing his distress, Aizawa puts a hand on his shoulder and smiles at him. It helps him relax until he notices a lot of them are looking in their direction.

"Trust me, they're just staring at the flower crown upon my head," the god of strategy sighs, like he's tired of it already.

"If you want I can–"

"No, I told you I'd wear it," Aizawa cuts him off. "The crown is pretty; they're just staring because I never wear things like this."

"Did you make them?" A goddess Aizawa introduces as Yaoyorozu approaches Izuku with a mortal girl behind her; the girl looks shy.

"Y-Yes," Izuku nods, realizing that the goddess is smiling at him.

"Great! Can you make one for me and my girlfriend?"

"Sure!" The green haired demigod perks up, feeling a lot better already. The mortal girl's name is Jiro and even though she's shy, Izuku realizes that she's a very good person.

Izuku doesn't notice Aizawa's absence until he's done with both flower crowns, but when he does he's starts getting a little bit concerned at least until a pair of muscled arms lift him from the ground with ease.

"Young Midoriya! I'm glad you decided to attend!"

It's difficult to believe that All Might himself wants him around.

"Thanks for inviting me!" He chuckles, feeling himself relax almost completely.

"I saw that you were making this flower crowns for my guests and I want one too, young man!"

Izuku nods happily and with a little bit of amusement as All Might has to kneel on the ground for Izuku to place a flower crown upon his head.

"You should let him spend time with younger gods," Aizawa comments, startling Izuku a bit when he appears with a glass of wine in his hand.

"Are you calling me old, Shota?" All Might laughs amusedly; it's one of those laughs that sound like thunder, but in a good way. He puts a heavy arm around Aizawa's shoulder while the other god rolls his eyes. "You're right, he should make friends."

Izuku is about to say that he's more than happy to spend time with the two of them, when a god with dark clothes and a shadow following him around approaches him and introduces himself as Tokoyami Fumikage.

Izuku likes him and his shadow too; they're very friendly towards him. Jiro and Yaoyorozu join them a little bit afterwards and finally Izuku has the opportunity to talk to someone who can understand him.

"It was difficult at first," Jiro admits, looking around shyly. "Being the only mortal here is a little bit intimidating, but most of Momo's friends have always made me feel welcome. I think you'll be fine."

Izuku nods and can't help but notice that even though Yaoyorozu is distracted talking with Tokoyami about something else, she takes Jiro's hand in hers and intertwines their fingers together.

"Besides, it's fine because Momo is always here for me," she says, cheeks turning slightly pink at her own words.

"I'm glad you have someone who loves you that much," Izuku mumbles sincerely, feeling happy for her.

"What I'm trying to say is that you don't have to worry; they're good gods," Jiro whispers next to him and then, after a little bit of hesitation, she adds: "Of course, there are exceptions, but you shouldn't think too much about them."

Izuku can't help but worry nonetheless, but gets easily distracted by the sound of a voice he had missed a lot.

"Izuku!"

Despite everything that happened, he turns around with a huge smile on his face as soon as he sees Bakugo.

"Kacchan!"

Izuku is not entirely sure who approached whom, but now they're right in front of each other; Bakugo's initial soft smile disappears in that moment before he looks at the ground.

"I'm truly sorry for what I did to you, Izuku."

It breaks the demigod's heart to see his friend like that; he looks absolutely devastated, like he's in pain.

"You already apologized for–"

"It's not... it wasn't enough," Bakugo cuts him off, shaking his head. "I took you from your Mom... None of you deserved that. And listen, it's okay if you don't want to see me again, I understand; I'll leave if you want me to so you can enjoy the party, but I needed to see you to apologize properly, Izuku."

To Izuku it's been way too long without seeing him; he's missed him a lot and has had time to think about what happened.

He smiles and when he realizes Bakugo can't see him, he cradles the god's face in his hands to make him look up at him.

"I've already forgiven you, Kacchan." He mumbles sincerely before pulling him down because Bakugo is so tall, finally pressing their foreheads together.

"I don't think I deser–"

"Do you want to dance, Kacchan?" Izuku cuts him off before the blond can start feeling terrible about what happened again. The music is already filling the room and the green haired demigod can see everyone dancing around them.

"Yes."

"I'm keeping my eyes on you," Aizawa warns Bakugo, glaring at him and startling both Izuku and the god of the dead in the process.

"I understand," Bakugo nods, looking from him to Izuku. And then, after a couple of seconds he adds, with a smirk: "Is that a flower crown, sensei?"

"None of your business!" Aizawa huffs, prompting Izuku to giggle. "Besides, I told you not to call me that, I'm not your sensei anymore."

"Oh! Do you want a flower crown, Kacchan? I can make you one too!" Izuku says happily, although he isn't sure why Aizawa looks amused out of the sudden.

"I'm not sure it fits my style..." Bakugo stops when he watches Izuku nod.

"Okay, I understand!" He smiles, trying not to look too disappointed.

"I changed my mind," he mumbles after a second. "You can make me as many flower crowns as you want, you little flower nerd!"

Izuku giggles, noticing that his heart feels warm and fuzzy again; it's been a long time since he felt something like that. He had missed that feeling a lot.

He makes a special crown for Bakugo, with orange flowers that look really good on him, considering he's constantly wearing black clothes.

"There!" Izuku takes Bakugo's hand when he's done, pulling him towards the dance floor. "Now let's go!"

Bakugo is blushing, but Izuku doesn't think too much about it, especially after he feels the god's hands on his waist.

"I bet I look ridiculous," Bakugo comments, although he doesn't really look that upset. Izuku notices a glimmer of amusement in his red eyes. "I have a reputation! How am I going to look intimidating with flowers on my head?"

"Trust me, Kacchan, you still are intimidating!" Izuku assures him, noticing the frown upon his face. However, he can't stop himself from smiling.

"Then why are you laughing at me, flower nerd?" Bak-Katsuki says, trying to look irritated, but it seems Izuku's smile is contagious.

For some reason, Izuku can't see him as Bakugo anymore, not even in his head. They've been through a couple of things together. He's just... Katsuki now. But it's alright because Katsuki calls him by his first name anyway.

"I'm not laughing!" Izuku chuckles as Katsuki spins him before pulling him closer to his chest.

"You're such a terrible liar, Izuku," but the other god is grinning from ear to ear now. "Well, at least one of us looks good with flowers on their head. But... you have always looked beautiful anyway."

They both slow down and Izuku can't help but blush to the tip of his ears at the compliment. Suddenly, he's more aware of their proximity and his heart is beating incredibly fast now...

"Your flowers are blooming."

Blooming? Izuku blinks a couple of times. Why are the flowers upon his head blooming now? Are they reacting to his emotions?

"What is he doing here? He doesn't belong in here!"

Izuku is not sure if he's entirely grateful by Endeavor's interruption. But Katsuki is definitely not, considering the way he pushes Izuku behind himself while he growls at the other god.

"What do you mean he doesn't belong?" Aizawa bares his teeth at the Sun god, surprising Izuku with his reaction; he usually looks calm and collected, even in stressful situations.

"I invited him," All Might says firmly, almost like he's daring Endeavor to say something else while keeping a hand on Aizawa's shoulder. "He's always belonged here."

"He's not even a–"

"Shut up, old man," Todoroki snaps at his own father. He keeps glaring at Endeavor until his eyes meet Izuku's. However, his expression doesn't soften because he also notices the blond god in front of him. "What are you trying to do to Izuku, Bakugo? Let him go."

Everything turns into chaos right afterwards.

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