#poor hizashi is so confused

[reallyromealone]

So this is a rough idea of a thing I'm working on

Cat reader with the yamazawa family

Reader has a funky quirk where he's like a void and stretches around and looks like hes being viewed from 3d glasses

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The yamazawa family was... Interesting.

A mix match family that loved one another deeply, even their cat was... peculiar.

A little black lump on the couch, fur looking like a viscous liquid and the cat looked like he was being viewed from 3d glasses, truly something strange.

The kitten's body didn't move like a cat, the body was able to stretch like putty at will which proved to be a hassle when it came to treat time. "He's out cold..." Hizashi mumbled at the little lump that let out a little snort like snoring "he's so peaceful..." Aizawa said grabbing the fabric cat carrier, it was time to move to the dorms and little (name) was a tricky one to travel with as his body was well... That.

Gently lifting the void and holding him like he was a liquid, they weren't making the mistake of holding him like a normal cat as his body tended to stretch when lifted like that.

"There we go..." Shota said gently placing him in his carrier, his favorite blanket and a toy he enjoyed in there along with a few treats and slowly Zipped it up "ok I think we can go" the movers getting started as the family got the importants in the car, Eri in her car seat and Shinsou on the other backseat with (name)s carrier in the middle, the little lump still snoozing away "good job tiring him out Eri" Shinsou commented and the six year old beamed "he really likes laser pointers!"

Shinsou was excited to be in the dorms, his dad's and sister in the teachers dorms with (name) who had woken up and was less than thrilled, having to wear his special collar that his quirk couldn't void out.

Though his dad's were worried about their cat meeting Nedzu, they knew their cat was smarter than average and worried about the kitten being currupted by the rat overlord.

(Name) looked around curiously at his new surroundings, tentatively stepping out and giving a big stretch "(name)!" The smallest human he recently learned was named "unicorn" seemed excited that he was awake as the other two humans turned to look at him "hi smelly boy" the yellow one said softly and reached out to (name) "this is our new home! So let's go look around" (name) did little steps out and wandered around to investigate "SHOU!" A voice yelled out from the other side of the front door, poor (name)s body turning static from shock and body stretched into a dramatic stretch pose before darting.

"Nem you scared our cat!" Shouta opened the door and the spectacled teacher walked in "hi Eri!" She said to the little girl who waved shyly back "I never got to meet the little kitty!" She said and locked eyes with the kitten behind the coffee table whose "fur" was static looking as he was hesitant of the new human who cooed at him "he's so... Unique!" She said going to lift the kitten but only his torso lifted, his legs stretching and feet planted on the ground "he's particular with who lifts him" Shouta said and Eri giggled at the kittens antics.

"Hes cold" she said simply and looked at them "he's got a funky quirk, Nedzu is actually quite excited to meet him" Hizashi said and he wasn't sure if it was good or bad thing considering Nedzu being... Well him.

(Name) trotted the halls of U.A curiously, the little void cat having gotten out of the teachers dorms and went on an adventure of sorts "is that a cat?" A student asked another student but (name) payed no mind.

"My my, I wasn't expecting to meet you like this"

(Name) wasn't very smart, smarter than a cat but he was still a kitten "would you like some tea?"

"Tea?" (Name) chirped confused and Nedzu smiled "yes little one, tea" (name) looked startled at the....big cat? Yeah that was a cat for sure.

#bnha x male reader #bnha x reader #male reader #aizawa x male reader #yamada x reader #cat reader #cat male reader #wip

[delaware-lemme-smash]

Can you write the reactions of Toshi, Aizawa, Hizashi and Nemuri to their s/o doing the tiktok trend of walking in naked

Hey, I hope you enjoy these!

Characters: Yagi Toshinori/All Might, Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi/Present Mic, Kayama Nemuri/Midnight

Contents: gender neutral reader, nsfw, dom energy from Midnight and Aizawa

Yagi Toshinori/All Might

Poor Toshinori either doesn't know what Tiktok is, or tried to navigate it, and was so confused that he had to back out of it. Therefore, he has no idea about this little trend that's been going round, and no idea what he's in for.

The poor man is probably sitting at the kitchen table, marking some papers he assigned the UA students and cross-referencing it with his Teaching Hero Students for Dummies book to make sure he's getting it right. He's concentrating hard—he doesn't want to accidentally give young Midoriya a failing grade—

"Toshinori~"

"Yes, dear—gack!"

He rockets back from the table to stop the blood from splattering the students' work, clamping a hand over his mouth. Once he's done coughing and wiped his face, he stares at you blearily.

"You look lovely, dear, but please give an old man some warning before you do something like that?"

Aizawa Shouta/Eraserhead

It's late at night when you decide to do the "drop the towel" prank you've seen now and then on the cursed clock app. Obviously, you're not going to film and post it, but you're still amused by what Shouta's reaction might be. The steam from the shower still clings to you as you pad into the living room, where Aizawa is sitting at the coffee table, using it as a haphazard desk. The light from three screens—laptop, phone, news report on TV—flickers over his face.

He catches the towel out of mid-air by reflex when you throw it at him, looking bemused at the item in his fist, then over at you.

To Aizawa's credit, his surprise is only betrayed by the slight widening of his eyes. His expression barely changes, but his gaze does slide down from your face, carefully mapping every inch of skin you've got on display. By the time they flicker back up to yours, they've gone dark, glinting. You hold your breath, waiting for his verdict.

Until Aizawa tosses the towel back at you.

"You dropped this."

Disappointed, but not surprised, you roll your eyes and go to head toward the bedroom to put on some pyjamas. A strong hand closes around your wrist, stopping you in your tracks. Aizawa tugs on your arm, pulling you at just the right angle to send you toppling into his lap. He cements you there with an arm around your waist, the stubble on his jaw prickling your shoulder as he rests his chin on your naked shoulder.

"You can stay there until I've finished these reports," he drawls, a hand moving up your thigh. "Then I'll be free to deal with you properly."

Yamada Hizashi/Present Mic

I hope you're wearing ear plugs.

Hizashi's minding his own business, chatting on the phone with someone from the station about tonight's show, when you saunter in, fresh from the bath. He can already smell the perfume of those bubbles you like so much.

Hizashi turns to you with a grin on his face, about to beckon you over to come cuddle on his lap while he wraps up the discussion—he loves when you're all warm and soft and sleepy from the bath—and maybe let his hands wander while he does.

His grin freezes on his face when he sees you there in all your naked glory, then spreads until it looks like it will split his face in half. The producer's voice continues, tinny, from the speaker of Hizashi's phone. Hizashi tosses his phone to one side, flinging his arms open to you.

"YEEEEAAAH, baby! C'mere!"

Wisely, Hizashi's producer decides it would be prudent to hang up. The sounds he's about to hear are going to be very loud and very unprofessional.

Kayama Nemuri/Midnight

Nemuri is normally the risque one, so it's fun to turn the tables on her once in a while. She's home of an evening, for once, so you decide it's time to give her a taste of her own medicine. Because honestly, how are you supposed to think straight when she wears her hero outfit?

She's lounging on the couch with a rather large glass of red wine, watching something mindless on television while Sushi purrs on her lap. The picture of domestic relaxation. Well, you're about to ruin all that.

Nemuri hears the soft thud of the towel hitting the floor. Both she and Sushi glance your way, but while the cat is unimpressed and immediately goes back to licking his paws, Nemuri's…oh, there's a dangerous glitter in Nemuri's eyes.

She makes you stand there, slowly burning up from embarrassment, as she feasts her eyes on you. It's around this time that you remember that your girlfriend is a sadist, and you might have just bitten off more than you can chew.

"Very nice," she purrs, crooking her finger at you to come closer, closer. "Maybe I should hide all your clothes so you have to walk around like that all the time?"

Be warned. She might just do that.

#Delaware-Lemme-Smash #bnha headcanons #bnha imagines #Aizawa Shouta #Eraserhead #All Might #Yagi Toshinori #Yamada Hizashi #Present Mic #Kayama Nemuri #Midnight #Aizawa x Reader #All Might x Reader #Present Mic x Reader #Midnight x Reader #smut #Mod Rig

[kywaslost]

Could we have some dad!Hizashi and reader? Just some silly happy times between them? ^^

Happy Memories - Hizashi Yamada

A/N: Hi! I hope this turned out alright!

One of your favorite memories with your father took place just a few weeks ago. You had stayed the night with a friend, and the two of you had stayed up all night watching horror movies. One in particular spooked you more than you thought it should have, so when you were home alone the next night, you couldn't go to sleep. Your father was at his radio station, and your Uncle Aizawa was on patrol. So your only choice was to go to the radio station to visit your father.

It was a bit past three in the morning when you arrived at the station, slipping your way into Present Mic’s room. He wasn’t alive at the moment, and was scrolling through his phone. Mic’s head lifted when he heard the door close.

“Y/N?” he asked with slight confusion. “Honey, what are you doing here?”

Your tired eyes met Hizashi’s green ones. “(friend) and I watched horror movies last night. Now I don’t want to sleep by myself.”

Mic stood, smiling softly. He pulled you into a tight hug and picked you up right off of your feet. He laughed lightly. “Aww, listener. Well you can spend the night here with me!” He placed you back on your feet and guided you to sit down in a chair next to his.

As you settled down in your chair, listening to your dad go on and off air, your eyes grew heavy and eventually you slumped over to rest your head on Present Mic’s shoulder. You laid there for a bit, glancing around the room every now and then until you were tired enough to fall asleep peacefully.

This was one of your favorite memories, because it was just you, your father, and a moment of silence. It was soothing, and the both of you enjoyed spending this time together.

Your next favorite memory was not as nice.

You and Mic both had the day off, so you spent it lounging around together. You laid around the living room, binge watching your favorite show for the 5th time because Hizashi finally gave in and wanted to watch it, but only if you watched it with him.

You had gotten up to go to the bathroom, walking down the hall and entering the bathroom. You flicked on the light, closed the door, and then froze with fear. There, hanging a mere few inches in front of your face, was the world’s largest spider (in your opinion). Much like your father, you had a crippling fear of insects, especially spiders. You screamed bloody murder, immediately bursting into tears. You pressed your back against the door, pulled it open and slid through the entryway. Taking off running down the hall, you screamed for your dad.

Poor Mic thought you were dying, and he looked ready to fight when you found him.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” he asked quickly, pulling you behind him and peeking around the corner of the hall. “Are you alright?”

You gripped the back of your father’s shirt, sobbing. “Spider!” you cried. “There’s a spid-der in the bath-bathroom!”

There was no hope for the both of you. You had to call your Uncle Shouta to come over, and you felt bad because you had woken him up from his nap, but you had no other choice. This was a life or death situation.

Aizawa was a bit irritated that he was awoken for such a stupid reason, but in the end he wasn’t as mad. He got rid of the spider, showed both you and Hizashi that it was beyond dead, and even sprayed down the bathroom with lysol and bug repellant for you. The three of you decided to eat out for dinner as a celebration, and everything was alright in the end. :)

You had many memories with your father, but these were your favorite ones.

#comfort #bnha #x reader #bnha comfort #platonic #bnha fluff #present mic x reader #present mic #papa mic #yamada hizashi #hizashi yamada

[candlecoo]

I can't stop thinking about the fake angst opportunities of the vigilante doll au.

Like yeah, Izuku isn't dying he's just overusing his quirk. But Hizashi, Shinsou, and Shota don't know that >:]

Imagine after the sports festival and Izuku making it very clear he cares about Shinsou succeeding, they start paying more attention to his health. Wanting to see if they can help him become a hero, and the sadness when they realize that he probably really can't.

Imagine Recovery girl shaking her head at Izuku's daily check up, knowing that even Aizawa or Yagi can't compete with Izuku in terms of such poor health. Keeping her mouth shut because it's not her place to tell a kid his dreams aren't viable, but secretly hoping he finds a less stressful passion.

Izuku falling asleep during English class because he got the worksheet done early and the sound of pencils against paper lulled him to sleep. Hizashi letting him sleep for the rest of the period, and even afterwards once the classroom is empty because those bags under his eyes really say he needs more sleep. Hizashi is probably already worried that Izuku might have something like insomnia because of how tired he is all the time. Bush baby can sleep a bit longer.

Aizawa randomly coming up to Izuku and telling him he has permission to sleep in the teacher's lounge. Lol, Izuku never gets the hint that it's an order to sleep more.

Imagine Shinsou going to Shouta after the sports festival, asking him if he'd be willing to take Izuku on as a student too. Aizawa considering it for a second, before refusing. Shinsou and Aizawa having a bit of an argument before Shouta points out that Izuku' health is so bad that any physically straining activity could easily make things worse. Shinsou reluctantly agreeing, sad that he can't do anything in return for his friend with Shouta patting him on the shoulder a bit.

After that, Shinsou seems to make it a mini mission of his to force Izuku into better health. Izuku will just be walking the halls and Shinsou pops up with a water bottle like "It has vitamins, DRINK". Or at lunch time Shinsou just hands him some fruit and says "You're skinny, eat this". Izuku is very confused but will never say no to a friend so he does as Hitoshi directs.

Imagine Aizawa and Hizashi watching all this go on from a distance happy that Shinsou is teaching Izuku better health but also sad because subconsciously in their minds they know that if his health is this bad on its own then it's going to take a lot of effort to get it bad to "normal person health" and even moreso to hero training level, so they still don't know if Izuku can make it.

This is actually very close to how I imagine it all plays out!!! Like everyone doubts he could become a hero cause they think he has long standing health issues and think Izuku has always been this unhealthy.

But they are so wrong Izuku is usually really healthy and it has just been for like a year. Cause he's been going out wearing himself out with vigilante work, is 100% the worst person at taking care of himself and his mom accepted her dream job that requires her to constantly travel. The only time he eats outside of school is when Bakugou or Shinso force him to eat at one of their houses and that's not too often.

If they just correct his bad habits he'd bounce back in no time, but they don't consider that's the issue and don't look further into it.

Plus Izuku doesn't want to correct them cause then it'd reveal that he's actually Changeling!!!

#wooden doll au #candle answers #ask the candle #bnha au #bnha #bnha headcannons

[depressedexpressed8]

Yandere Mental Hospital

  Yandere pro’s as different roles in an asylum and reader being their favorite little patient. Obedient for everyone except Endeavor and AllMight. Whenever she is in the same room as them, she has to get sedated for acting out or trying to escape. But the others can’t get rid of them because they all agreed to share reader and keep her from leaving them.

Mic is reader’s inpatient case manager

 Zawa is a doctor 

Midnight is an art therapist 

AllMight is a nurse 

Endeavor is a tech on nightshift 

Miriko is night shift nurse

 Hawks is a tech

 Best Jeanist is a nurse 

FatGum is the cook

Tensei is the therapist

(y/n) was a kid who grew up very isolated and neglected, she had to start working from a very young age and it wore her down. It widdled away at her little by little as her hard work went unapreciated. So she stood on the top of a 3-story building, only to be pulled away by a blonde bulky man in scrubs. He-Toshinori- took her to his work place, which he just came from. He had a therapist-Tensei- do an intake for her and got her set up with the nurse on nightshift- Mirko- to get her checked and in bed, where she would be safe.

The next day, (y/n) woke up confused before remembering what happened. she runs out of the room, and into Toshinori, who she met the night before. He sees how frantic and anxious she is and tried to calm her down. It doesn't work very well and he has to call in his coworker, who was about to clockout, Enji. Enji sedates her and (y/n) wakes up to three people scolding Toshinori. one black-haired man, and two blonde-haired men. (The reason she hates AllMight and Endeavor is because she thinks they had a really stupid reaction to her reasonable panic.)

Toshinori explains to the three men that he was concerned that she would hurt herself in her fit of panic. The dirty blonde male is the first to notice her wake. He starts off joking in a laid back way but when (y/n) asks to leave he-Keigo- frowns and softly says that they can't do that unless they are sure that she is safe and since she tried to attempt not even 10 hours ago, they can't release her. reader starts crying, Keigo's words being the cherry on top of her stress sundae. The other blonde man-Hizashi- panics and franticly throws soothing words at her, making her cry more because it was the first time someone tried to comfort her without trying to gain anything. The black haired man-Shouta- is the one to calm everyone down. Explaining that they will let her go as soon as they were sure she was stable enough to not attempt again and that as long as she was good, she wouldn't have anything to worry about.

After a few weeks of being there with no end in sight, (y/n) starts to act up, spending more time drugged out in a room on her own (as far as she knew). The workers (her yanderes) would take turns watching over her while she was too drugged out to struggle. After realizing that she was getting nowhere with lashing out at everyone, and resorts to just the man that brought her there and the man who was the first to drug her. Her hatred of the man-Enji- increased when she met Shouto, his son who was locked up like her. She heard his story, his poor mother stuck in this hospital just like them. And not constantly being on the receiving end of (y/n)'s spite, they found her resistance of the two bulky men kind of funny. The two large men being bullied by the “small frail girl”, unable to fight back against her antics.

[justagirlwhowritess]

This was asked for, I hope I did him justice, it was too long for tumblr, i got a little carried away but here's a snippet. Idk why soft mha as dads is ruining my life rn.

Pairing: Hizashi Yamada (Present Mic) x Fem! Reader

Genre: Fluffy/ a little sad

Warnings: Season 6 of the Anime Spoilers, slight mention of insecurities.

Additional Notes: N/A “He’s married?? But he’s sooo loud! His poor wife” you heard two girls in the hallway start giggling while they were talking about what you could only assume was your husband, pro hero and teacher who went by Present Mic. You worked for the biggest support company in Japan as one of the lead designers, always on the forefront of new hero technology. When it came to Hizashi, however, you met him during your time at UA. You adjusted your daughter on your hip as you continued to move down the hallway to Hizashi’s classroom. “Y/n? What are you doing here?” Aizawa asked, looking at you confused. “Shouta, lovely to see you. Hizashi asked me to come, and said something was happening and I needed to bring Kiki with me.” you told him truthfully. A scowl was now present on his face. Hizashi didn’t go into detail but you could sense his worry. The way he cared for you was unmatched. “Oh. That. Yeah, it’s probably going to be better coming from him." His words struck you as odd. “What does that mean?” you asked, tightening your grip on Kiki. “Danger is coming. Things are starting to get bad.” your eyes widen. Hairs start to stand on the back of your neck as you think about what he could possibly mean. “You should talk to him.” Aizawa states. “Talk to who about what?” you feel relieved at hearing Hizashi come up beside you. “Just the man I was looking for.” You hummed. His eyes perk up as he turns to you. “Oh really, for what?” he smirks. You laugh and hand him your restless child. “She has been driving me crazy, your turn. Also you asked me to come.” You spoke as he took his tired child in his arms. “Dada” she mumbled quietly as he got her situated. “Yeah, come on.” he mumbled, placing a hand on your back leading you to his now empty classroom. The kids must be at lunch, you think to yourself as you sit on the corner of his desk. “So, what is it?” you asked, trying not to grow impatient, today was your day off and you didn’t really want to spend it at UA. too many not so great memories. “You know the villain presence is getting stronger since the situation with all might. The liberation front is beginning to cause chaos. Nezu has decided to open the campus as a shelter. It will be safer for you and Kiki to stay here.” His words shook you to your core. You didn’t want to live here, even if it was temporary. “Hizashi I-I don’t want to stay here.” you told him as you rubbed your arm. He sighs. “Y/n don’t do this. You know this place is a fortress. You both will be safe here. If anything happens to either of you because of this I will never forgive myself.” You know he’s telling you the truth. You take your face in your hands and rub it lightly. “When?” you asked. “Tonight preferably.” his response elicits a groan from you. “How long have you known about this?” You asked, growing annoyed. “A few weeks.” He admitted. You cross your arms over your chest. “Why did you wait to tell me?” He sighs “Because you were so busy, and I didn’t think things were going to get this bad.” He shifts slightly, your daughter now asleep in his hold. “How bad have they gotten?” you ask cautiously. He wasn’t a private person, at least not with you. You watched the news, more so recently, but with how the media is you know there are things they are hiding. You know a lot about his students, Aizawa’s, even helped Mae Hatsume tweak some of her work for class 1-A. She is a brilliant child and you were trying to convince your company to snag her once she was closer to graduating. “Midoriya left, the kids want to go after him.” He admits. Your eyes widen “Wh-what? There are children fighting in this war?” You felt tears well in your eyes, you became slightly softer after the birth of Kiki, imagining children in this scenario would rattle even the strongest of wills. “Y/n, please, I am begging you, you need to be here.” He redirects the conversation back. “Fine. Gonna have to let my job know I'll be remote for a while. UA is a decent hike.”

The rest is on my A03! Link attached :D.

#mha x reader #mha imagines #yamada hizashi #bnha imagines #present mic #yamada hizashi x reader

[thankssmitin]

Hizashi Midoriya/Aizawa Accidental step-dad au.

Shouta knew his partner had a son, Hisashi had told him so on their first date - he'd even gone so far as to make sure Shouta was aware that he was still in contact with said son and ex-wife. And the fact that he'd never had a chance to meet said son wasn't something he was overly worried about, Hisashi was busy with his work overseas and whenever he was home it was hard to find a time that fit their schedules and his son's. It wasn't like Hisashi was actively trying to keep them, and honestly, Shouta was okay with not having to worry about dealing with another teenager on top of his students.

Besides, it's not like Shouta didn't already do things for the boy he'd never met. Hisashi's awful memory meant that shopping for birthday and Christmas presents always came down to him, lest the poor kid gets some random gifts chosen from duty-free when Hisashi panicked before/after his flight home. So yeah, Shouta cared for Izuku even if he'd never met him. He also found it funny that said mystery boy shared a name with his number one problem child.

It only became an issue when Hisashi proposed to him after All Might's fight in Kamino and Shouta suddenly realised that he still hadn't met Izuku. Some of the blame also laid on Mic's shoulders though, because he hadn't been too concerned about it until his blonde friend told him how weird it was that he hasn't met his fiancee's son.

So Shouta came up with a plan. He was going to get Hisashi alone one evening and just casually slip it into the conversation, just ask about maybe arranging a meeting. Except he needn't have worried because that same night, Hisashi strolled into their apartment, wrapped his arms around his waist and asked if he wanted to have dinner with Izuku the next day.

Which is how the next day, once classes were done and Shouta had pawned his students off on All Might for the afternoon/evening, Shouta found himself standing in his off-campus apartment preparing Katsudon while Hisashi panic cleaned everything.

"He's here!" Hisashi shouted, as though Shouta hadn't heard the doorbell ring.

Rolling his eyes fondly, he focused on not absolutely destroying the dinner while he listened to Hisashi gush over his son, telling him how big he was now and oh…

Quickly setting the food aside to prevent it burning, Shouta crossed the kitchen in record time and peered out into the hall. A familiar pair of green eyes met his as Izuku Midoriya stared at him in just as much shock as he felt.

Midoriya.

How had he not realised?!

"Sensei?!" His problem child squeaked, rapidly looking between his father and exhausted teacher.

"Wait, sensei?" Hisashi looked just as confused.

Sighing Shouta sighed. Why was nothing ever simple?

End (for now maybe)

#aizawa shouta #hisashi midoriya #aizawa/hisashi midoriya #my hero acedamia #boku no hero academia #mha #Smite's back-up posts

[eunchancorner]

Kami is the Tickle King! You’re honestly so awesome and I hope you know that! Whenever you have the motivation to write here’s something else I’ve been thinking about! Idk if you do writing for Erasermic Family (found family is the best thing ever, fight me ((not really lol))) but if you do I think the idea of Mic waking everybody up with really loud singing and then getting tickled to make him stop might be fun. If not then idk rn but I can send something else in if you want. :) Olive

Ooooo ok this is interesting. I don’t normally write for found family but ykw? Once can’t hurt. Also I feel like this is kinda revenge from that other EraserMic fic lol

  Lers Aizawa, Shinsou, Eri, Lee Yamada

Warning: nothing.. I think. Idk I’m tired

Word count: 1055

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“WAKE ME UP! WAKE ME UP INSIDE!!”

Aizawa jolted out of his sleep at the sudden sound of his husband’s voice blaring through the halls of their shared house, scared for a second until he realized it was just Yamada. The erasure hero sat up slowly as Mic’s voice kept booming within the walls, undoubtedly waking up Shinsou and Eri, too.

“Mic!” he called to the extremely loud blonde, with no answer. “Mic! Hizashi! Yamada! Idiot! Loudmouth!! SHUT UP!!” he kept calling out, still without a response. He was quickly growing annoyed. It was only 7 am on his ONE day off and he wanted nothing more than to sleep in, and he knew Shinsou probably had a similar idea.

He stood and stormed out of his room into the hall, where Mic was still singing loudly, and did the first thing that came to mind.

“SAVE ME FROM THE NOTHING I’VE BEC-EEHEHE!” Hizashi squealed as fingers dug into his sides from behind, nearly accidentally activating his quirk. Eri peeked her head out, looking up at the two. Aizawa was a little shocked at what he had chosen, but it was quickly replaced by a smirk.

“Hey, Shinsou!” the black-haired male called to their son’s room, and he peeked out, his eyes tired and looking a bit annoyed with all the noise.

“What?” he asked as he came fully out of his room, stopping as he saw them. “What’s going on..?”

“Want to help me show this nuisance what for?”

“HEY!” he chuckled a bit at Hizashi’s offended shout.

“Oh, yeah.. He might be my dad, but you don’t just wake someone up by singing Evanescence at 7 am,” Hitoshi said with a smirk.

“I’m surprised you know that,” muttered Hizashi.

“Eh, I listen to it sometimes.”

“Aren’t you two getting a little distracted?” Aizawa butted in, feeling a bit of satisfaction as Shinsou smirked a bit and Yamada started forcing down a smile, realizing his fate. Eri tilted her head as she came completely out, looking at her dads and brother, confused and curious.

“Right, we’ve got to teach dear ol’ dad here to not sing at 7 on the one day we can all sleep in,” Shinsou agreed.

“W-w-wait, I-I just want to s-spend the day togehether! C-can’t we talk about this?” the blonde attempted to reason, which got no reaction from the other two other than menacing chuckles that sent chills down his spine. “E-Eri, help!”

“I dunno…” the small girl finally spoke. “You were loud… I kinda wanna help them.’

“Oh come on!” Mic protested before yelping as he was pinned down. He looked up to see Aizawa sitting on his arms, smirking down at him, Shinsou hovering over his left side while Eri came into view on his right. He felt nervous giggles bubbling in his chest as the three loomed over him menacingly, his giggles only growing louder at one minor detail.

“What’s got you so giggly, dear? We’re not even tickling yet~” Aizawa asked his hubby.

“Y-youhu… you look upside down!” Hizashi giggled out, giggling louder at the faux-enraged yell by Shota.

“OH that is IT!” the ravenette belted before digging into Hizashi’s underarms, making him laugh even louder. The two kids took it as their signal and attacked their poor dad, Hitoshi digging into his sides while Eri squished his belly, making the blonde fall into loud laughter that nearly made him lose control of his quirk.

“WAHAHAHAIT! AHAHAHA NOHO I’M SOHOHOHORRYYYY!” Yamada begged immediately, causing the purple-haired teen beside him to laugh a bit.

“Jeez, Dad, you’d think a pro hero would last soo much longer.”

“SHUHUHUHUT- EEP!”

“That’s not nice, Papa!” Eri playfully scolded him, poking at his soft tum, causing him to squeak.

“I’ve never heard Dad squeak before, that’s new,” Shinsou noted.

“Oh you should have been around when we started dating. I’d poke his belly so much he sounded like an angry mouse. Ah, to be young again..” Aizawa briefly reminisced, his digging switching to fluttering that drove Yamada up the wall.

“IHI DIHIHID NAHAHAT!!” he tried to sound offended, though that’s kinda hard when you’re laughing your butt off.

“Oh you absolutely did, and I promise Nemuri can prove that. She would always get you to shut up whenever you started going on a rant about how ‘amazingly muscular’ you were. No matter how hard your abs get, your tummy is always gonna be soft.”

“And ticklish!” added Eri.

“And ticklish,” Aizawa agreed.

“SHUHUHUT!!”

“Ohh Dad, you should know to stop saying that,” Shinsou said as Aizawa pulled his hands away and cracked his fingers.

“Get him, Dad!!” Eri cheered as Shinsou and her pulled their hands away, and as Yamada slowly stopped giggling, he looked up at his dear husband, got a sudden understanding of what was happening and panicked.

“W-w-wait, Sho, y-you don’t have to do this!!” the blonde pleaded as his black-haired husband’s hands lowered towards his ribs and froze, just inches away from them. He locked eyes with Shouta, those glowing red irises a sure sign that at least he wasn’t going to hurt anyone with his quirk.

And then he struck.

Mic’s laugh was silent under the effect of Aizawa’s quirk, forcing his quirk to shut off, and giving a tiny nod as clearance for the other man. He was released, but the laugh that came out could rival his quirk. “SHOHOHOHOHO NAHAHA STAHAHAHA!! PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHA!!”

“Woah, Dad, I know you’re the voice hero but god!” Shinsou attempted to speak over the cackling. Eri giggled on Mic’s other side. “Yeah, Papa! You’re so loud!”

“You hear that, Zashi?” Aizawa spoke over his voice, “You need to quiet down~”

Yamada tried to answer, he really did, but it’s hard to speak when your husband is digging into your worst spot without mercy, especially when his voice is just so teasy that it made everything so much worse.

“PLEEEHEHEHEHE NAHAHAHA DAHAHAHAHA!! SHOHOHOHOHO!! STAHAHAHAHAA!”

Finally, he gave a signal, stamping his foot on the floor, and finally, Shouta let up, pulling him into a hug, which was quickly joined by the two kids.

The poor blonde struggled to stop his giggle fit, mumbling around them as he tried to make sense of his own words, until he heard Eri speak up.

“Papa, this is why you don’t sing super early!”

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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA I’m done :>

#eun writes #bnha #mha #bnha tickles #mha tickles #bnha shinsou #mha shinsou #bnha aizawa #mha aizawa #bnha yamada #mha yamada #bnha eri #mha eri #ticklish!yamada #ticklish!hizashi #ticklish!present mic #ler!aizawa #ler!eraserhead #ler!shinsou #ler!eri #eri #shouta aizawa #hizashi yamada #hitoshi shinsou

[ao3feed-dadzawa]

Just let me rest, please.

Just let me rest, please. by Gay depressed bread

Not all men are created equal.

That was a lesson Izuku Midoriya learned at the age of four. The moment he was diagnosed quirkless, his life was set in stone; live a life of being abused, neglected, pitied and coddled, then he would either kill himself or get murdered by some random hate group before he was twenty.

So yeah, not all men are created equal, just because some people have to wear some stupid red shoes.

That was the very reason Izuku found himself on a rooftop, shoes placed next to the ledge he was standing on, next to his shoes sat his bag; slightly opened to reveal a book poking out, All Might's signature hidden beneath the water logged pages.

or

Izuku Midoriya has been abused and neglected by everyone he knows, he's homeless, has a gun, is incredibly suicidal and has a 'minor' smoking addiction.

Shota Aizawa is just trying help the poor kid but in the process of helping Izuku, he became a dad?

Words: 3802, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Bakugou Katsuki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Inko

Additional Tags: Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide Attempt, Suicidal Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Hug, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Gets A Hug, Hurt Midoriya Izuku, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Tired Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Midoriya Izuku, Quirkless People with Extra Toe Joints Wear Custom Sneakers | Red Shoe Theory, Midoriya Izuku Needs Therapy, Midoriya Izuku is a Dork, Confused Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Bakugou Katsuki Faces Consequences, Angry Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Angry Midoriya Izuku, Aldera Middle School Faces Consequences, Aldera Middle School Bashing, Izuku 'its not vigilantism if i dont get caught' Midoriya, Aizawa 'wtf is this kid on' Shota, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is So Done, Let Midoriya Izuku Swear, Neglected Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Inko's Bad Parenting, Neglectful Midoriya Inko, Abused Midoriya Izuku, no beta we die like Izuku wants to, Good Parent Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Quirk Discrimination, Midoriya Inko Bashing, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Midoriya Izuku Has a Knife, Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Midoriya Izuku Smokes, Underage Smoking, Underage Drinking, don't use alcohol as pain killer kids, aizawa will come for you and kidnap you, and force you to become his child, Serious Injuries, Blood and Injury, Injury Recovery, tell Hisashi whats going on, or he will break into your house, Midoriya Izuku Has A Gun

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45090604

#AO3 Feed #FanFiction #AO3 Dadzawa #♦ #Aizawa Shouta #Izuku Midoriya #Yamada Hizashi #Bakugou Katsuki #R:T #W:S #A:Gay #Quirkless AU #Dadzawa #Mental Illness

[valleyrunearchives]

Binary

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Fandom: Boku No Hero Academia/My Hero Academia Pairings: Aizawa Shouta/Yamada Hizashi Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence

Chapter 13/?

“Binary code is a series of zeroes and ones strung together in a specific sequence. On paper, it’s useless. Annoying. Worthless. But put that same string of zeroes and ones into a computer, and suddenly it’s a language far more complex than the human mind can comprehend. I was the same way. The world decided I wasn’t good enough in the physical plane, so I went digital. That’s why I chose the name Binary. And you should be very,” He smirks at the underground hero on the screen, “Very afraid of the reach I have here. Aizawa Shouta.”

Or

Midoriya Izuku is tired of the world treating him like nothing. So he decides to becoming a hacker to show the world that nothing can be anything.

Featuring Midoriya Izuku as the Genius Hacker Aizawa Shouta as the problem child wrangler Yamada Hizashi as the moral support to his husband Tsukauchi Naomasa as the man who needs a long vacation PLEASE Shinsou Hitoshi as the intentionally adopted one Toga Himiko as the unintentionally adopted one Dabi as the really didn’t want to be adopted one but he guesses this is his life now and Nedzu as the Rat God of UA

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Tsukauchi knocks on the door of a slightly familiar apartment complex. It’s only slightly familiar because he had been here once before for a case several years ago. He finally remembered the name of the victim that Shinsou Hitoshi reminded him of. He waits patiently for the door to be answered but furrows his brows in confusion when there’s no response. He’s fairly certain he should be home by now. Or still home by now. As far as he remembered the boy does online school. He knocks again, louder this time just to see if maybe it wasn’t heard the first time. There is still no response. How odd. 

“Can I help you, dear?” a kind old neighbor lady asks him as she approaches. 

“Actually yes. I’m looking for the tenant who lives here? One Midoriya Izuku? Do you know if he’s out or when he’ll be back?” He inquires of her. 

The woman makes a sad sound and shakes her head, “I’m afraid you won’t see him around here ever again. He moved out just a few days ago. I don’t know where he moved to, though. Don’t even have his phone number. He was always so quiet and sweet. Never spoke to any of us beyond a small hello. Probably afraid of how he would be treated with his condition. Poor dear.” 

That’s right. Tsukauchi remembers now that Midoriya is quirkless; a rarity in their age for someone as young as him. It’s part of the reason Iwai won his case so swiftly against Midoriya’s extremely neglectful parents. He was actually surprised to learn at the end of that case that Iwai himself didn’t take the boy in. The blonde did assure him that he offered but Midoriya refused for fear of being a burden to the lawyer. Kid has probably thought of himself as a burden his whole life. He seconds the lady’s observation of Midoriya being a ‘poor dear.’ 

“Do you think the landlord might have an idea of where he moved to?” he asked her next.

“Probably not. The landlord didn’t much care for little Midoriya,” She glances around before leaning in to whisper conspiratorially to him, “To be quite honest; the man absolutely hated the child. Constantly called him a waste of space and told tenants that he would raise their rent if they were ever seen associating with him.” 

“... Does he know that that is a very illegal thing to do?” His voice is just as quiet as hers.

“I don’t think he rightly cared. I think he thought the police wouldn’t care either. I think most of the other tenants thought the same of him. Or either bought into his threats. It wasn’t a good situation all around,” She sighs sadly.

Tsukauchi shakes his head in near disbelief. The nerve of some people, he swears. Well at least it’s some information to work with. He tips his hat to the woman, “Well, thank you for the information you did give me. I’m afraid I’ve hit a dead end for now unfortunately. Still, your help was much appreciated.”

She nods happily, “Anytime, dear. If you happen to find where little Midoriya went, let him know that Sadow-san asked after him and that she hopes he’s doing well.”

He readily agrees. It’s an easy enough task to complete after all. She bows to him in farewell and he tips his hat again in return. He heads down the stairs as he contemplates what to do next. It was an understatement when he said he’d hit a dead end. The main reason he was seeking the boy out was because he mostly wanted to speak to Midoriya since he had insight into the inner workings of being a victim in a case like Shinsou-kun’s. The situations were almost identical. Kids abused by parents and the school they attended seeking to live independently for their own safety. Granted with some major differences; Such as Midoriya’s abuse from his parents being neglect and Shinsou’s abuse from his parents being physical. 

Regardless, it would’ve been a very good insight to have. Perhaps he could ask Iwai if he knew of Midoriya’s move and where he’d gone if he did know. Iwai did have a soft spot for the boy far beyond the kid just being a client of his. He even stated to Tsukauchi before that he often checked up on him after the case was concluded just because he was a bit worried. He does hate that he only got a true back from his quirk when Iwai told him that Midoriya was fine and extremely self-sufficient on his own. He’s not a parent, just an older brother, but even he knows kids aren’t supposed to be self-sufficient. No one should ask a literal child to be an adult. He can’t imagine how he would feel if Makoto was in Midoriya’s situation. Sure she’s eighteen now but still.

Point being, he’ll start with contacting Iwai later. He’s in a case right now but should be done by about three in the afternoon. His cell phone rings suddenly in his pocket. That’s odd. Who could be calling him right now? He pulls his phone out and checks the caller ID. Eraserhead. Odd. Why is he calling him while off the clock? Does he have class?

He accepts the call and greets with, “Tsukauchi speaking.”

“Tsukauchi, it’s Aizawa,” the dour man’s voice comes through the receiver.

“What seems to be the problem, Aizawa?” he asks curtly.

“I meant to contact you earlier but I’ve been busy with classes all the way up until now. We - Yamada and I - made a revelation last night about Binary,” That catches his attention. He ducks into a park to settle at one of the benches and give Aizawa his full attention. “Go on,” he prompts.

“I had been scouring the quirk database in an attempt to prompt Binary to speak to me again through my computer. It didn't work and Yamada found out what I had been doing and my dilemma with it. I explained a bit about Binary, him being sworn to secrecy of course, and he figured out that Binary’s speech to me the first time? It had a deeper meaning.” 

“A deeper meaning?” he prods for more information.

“Yes. When they said that binary code is worthless outside of a computer, it translates to how Binary sees themselves. They see themselves - no, they see their quirk as worthless.” 

It clicks immediately for Tsukauchi, reiterating aloud,  “We’ve been searching for someone with a hacker’s quirk but in reality we need to be searching for something the exact opposite.” 

“Precisely. But that poses the next problem. The list is endless on what could be considered a worthless quirk. Hell, in the right situation, my quirk is worthless. So what is their definition of worthless? What do they consider worthless to the point that they turned to hacking?” the other man muses on the line.

“They probably were bullied extensively for it in school. May have even tried to get into a hero school and was rejected because of their quirk. Especially with how knowledgeable they are about you working at UA. Know of anybody off the top of your head that was turned down for the hero or support course at UA in the last few years? One that may have been able to hatch a plot for a bit of revenge heavily disguised as poetic justice?” 

The man hums softly as he thinks for a moment before a sigh rolls out of him, “Negative. I’m sure Nedzu would’ve put a name to them if that was the case anyway. He’s the one who documents all the rejected applicants.”

“Great,” He reaches up to rub his eyes tiredly, “So we’re basically back to square one with an even larger possibility of identities.” 

“At least we can rule out anyone with a hacking or intelligence quirk now. It doesn’t lessen the pool by a lot but it does lessen it.”

“Wow, that almost sounded optimistic,” he jokes with a grin, “Who are you and what have you done with Aizawa?”

“Oh shut up.” There’s a rustle of papers on the other end of the line, “I’ll start compiling a list of possible suspects. Granted it’ll be a big list but I may be able to cross off a couple more as I go.”

“Good plan. I’m following up a lead on another case I’ve got. Child abuse, so it’s something that can’t really wait longer than it absolute has to,” Okay, it’s a lie that he’s after a lead. Aizawa doesn’t need to know that though, “After I’ve got that out the way, I’ll help by compiling my own list. Maybe we can find some common denominators between the two of us. Might help us narrow down.”

“Sounds good. Talk later then,” With that curt farewell, Aizawa hangs up the phone. The end call tone is the only thing playing in Tsukauchi’s ear after that. Tsukauchi rolls his eyes. He would think that Yamada would’ve instilled at least a bit of social skills into him by now. But apparently not. Oh well. They’ve got another lead on the Binary case at least. A long shot one, but a lead nonetheless. For now, he thinks as he stands from the park bench, he’ll find something else to work on until he can speak with Iwai about Midoriya. 

#bnha #bnha fanfic #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction #mha fanfic #hacker!izuku midoriya #detective tsukauchi #tsukauchi naomasa #aizawa shouta #izuku midoryia

[monkeybell]

Third person POV

“Daddy, papa,” Shota is awoken by a voice and repeated poking on his face. He opens his overworked eyes to see his daughter, dressed in her Christmas onesie that makes theirs and holding a wrapped gift. “Want stuff now.” With that, she leaves the bedroom

“Hey,” Now it’s Shota’s turn to poke someone, his boyfriend, Hizashi. “Get up. If I have to get up, then you have to as well.” Both guys exit their bedroom, finding all of the staff members already awake along with Eri and Hakuya who are scoping out the present hoard

“Morning you two! Happy Christmas!” Principal Nezu greets the pair

“Happy Christmas everybody!” Hizashi is already cheerful and wide awake

“About time you guys got up. They were tired of waiting. We let them go through their stockings already” Nemuri said, referring to the two kids. “Daddy, papa, look! Ruby dog!” Hakuya holds up her shiny new toothbrush featuring the character from her show

“What an awesome toothbrush! Santa did a good job picking out the perfect one for you.” Hizashi grinned

“You two can open your presents first. The ones with pink wrapping and bows are for Eri, Purple wrapping and bows are for Hakuya.”

“Pink? Does that mean that bear is for me?” Eri asked with surprise, staring at the jumbo bear plushie in the corner. “Yes. Santa brought it for you” Shota answered. “So I really did get presents after all?” The poor girl is happy but confused by the generosity, having never experienced it before

“Eri, these for you. Open first” Hakuya wants Eri to go first

“More? O-ok! This is exciting” Eri starts off timidly opening the gifts but after time, goes fast from anticipation. Her gifts consist of Barbie’s dream house, 4 Barbie dolls and 1 Ken, Barbie van and Barbie plane

“This one looks like Lemillion and this one looks like Uravity!” Eri marvels at two dolls in particular that look like people she knows

“Hakuya, didn’t you tell me you had something for Eri last night?” Hizashi reminds Hakuya. She nods and grabs a festival baggy, handing it to her and saying “This for you from me and Spike.” Eri puts one hand into the bag and pulls out a light blue unicorn plushie

“It’s you! Got horn too.” The toddler points at the Unicorn’s horn and then Eri’s

“Wow! It is like me! Thank you!” Eri smiles widely. “Open yours now. Then we can play!” Eri suggests. “Ok!” Hakuya gets a Ruby dog playhouse, items and characters for the house, a stuffed animal of her favorite character from the show, Indigo and a tricycle

With the help of Uncle Power Loader, their playhouses are built and the two begin playing with their toys, coming up with a strange but fun story line involving heroes and furniture coming to life.

“Look at how happy they are. Warms your heart, doesn’t it?” All might chuckled

“I’m glad Eri is able to be a normal child now and experience love and joy in a safe environment. And she’s remaining positive about training her quirk thanks to Midoriya.” Shota can’t help but smile watching how happy she is

“It’s good for Hakuya too. She adores Eri and I think it does her good having someone close to her age around the place” Nemuri adds. Shota’s phone goes off and he reads the message. “Oh crap. I forgot Raimu’s parents were coming to pick up Hakuya for their Christmas stuff” Shota sighs and stands

“Sorry girls, you’re going to have to resume playing later. Grandpa and Grandma are here to pick you up, Hakuya. Why don’t you say goodbye to everyone while I go get your stuff?”

“Oh.. ok. Bye Eri. You can still play with my toys! Say bye, Spike!” Hakuya makes her stuffed bunny wave to the toys and Eri

“That’s ok, I don’t want to play without you. I’ll wait until you come back. It’s more fun with you anyway. Thank you for my gift again. I think I’ll call her.. Anna Apple!”

“Girls, look! It’s snowing!” They all turn to the windows and see snow falling from the sky. A beautiful way to wake up on Christmas morning

#my hero academia #boko no hero academia #erasermic #eri mha #eraserhead #dadzawa #dad mic #christmas #one shot #christmas oneshot

[teatitty]

about like fanfics writing ppl being coherent waking up from surgery immediately: I FEEL THAT SO HARD. like I know not everyone has hd surgery but like you'd think they would apply how they feel waking up from sleep to it and like amplify that or something?

like I absolutely need to write some Erasermic where one of them is absolutely off their shits after waking up bc I have some wild ass stories I could tell from my own experiences. I was insane. I hallucinates hearing people having a conversation about Finding Nemo and made up this whole story in my head about how the medical staff would ask you about Finding Nemo to check if you are awake enough to be taken to a recovery room and when I finally had enough energy to speak I tried to ask the anesthesiologist about why they do that and that poor person was so fucking confused at this delirious half awake person mumbling about Finding Nemo incoherently from behind the oxygen mask. I cried because they wouldn't let me take the pillow I was using home. I asked for pretzels and when my mom got them for me I couldn't eat them because they were too dry and I KNEW my mouth would be too dry to swallow after surgery bc this was my third one lmaoo.

I don't remember it but apparently while I was under the anaesthetic I kept mumbling about how they were trying to kill me, why are you killing me etc like why the fuck was I being so dramatic for I was just having a dang tooth removed it's not like I was losing a limb!

Anyway yeah for sure Aizawa coming off those strong ass pain meds after USJ [and liberation war I guess though I ignore a lot of that arc onwards lol] must've lead to some WILD ass shit that Hizashi is trying very hard not to laugh over while still dealing with All His Other Emotions about the injuries in general

#Anonymous #asks #aizawa mumbling the most incoherent nonsense and then passing back out again #and hizashi's just 'oboro must be rolling in his grave over you rn'

[cloudgeal]

decidedly not how you are supposed get the attention of someone taller than you are :v

#erasermic #aizawa shouta #yamada hizashi #shouta is trying his best i swear #poor hizashi is so confused #bnha #i forgot his butt AND his utility belt aaaa #horus doodles

[i-cant-sing]

Yandere assassin aizawa and hizashi vs barbarian bakugou or servant shigz.

One of them is just like "hmm yes, wife" and dabi sends the two assassins to kill whoever it is, find y/n and be like "hmm yes, niece" and not kill the yandere out of fear of tainting her

Now the poor princess has two more platonic yanderes to deal with

Bro they end up having to save Bakugou from Y/n's wrath. Like they infiltrate his camp and knock everyone of Katsuki's soldiers, adrenaline rushing through their veins when they heard you screaming from Katsuki's tent, only to burst in to see you putting Katsuki in a chokehold and shaking him back and forth.

Y/n, screaming and strangling Katsuki: where is she?!

Katsuki: I'm sorry-!

Y/n: YOU SAID YOU HAD THE PRETTIEST SHEEP?!! WHERE IS SHE?!

Katsuki: my men ate her! I'm sorry, stop-! How are you so freakishly strong?!

Y/n: imma kill you.

Hizashi pulled you off Katsuki, wrapping jis arms around you so you don't jump Katsuki again: it's okay, princess. Calm down! Deep breaths, okay? Deep breaths.

Aizawa, bending down to glare at Katsuki: how dare you kidnap the Princess?

Katsuki, trying to glare back but he was busy taking huge gulps of air: I- I didn't-

Y/n: I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU KATSUKI!

Hizashi, petting your hair: it's okay princess,calm down. We won't let anyone kidnap you, you're safe now🥰

Y/n, confused: kidnap? What? Who, Katsuki? As if! I came here on my own when he said that he had a big sheep, the prettiest one and he said I could shear it! Katsuki, I will beat your ass for lying to me!

Long story short, Aizawa and Hizashi ended up taking you back without killing Katsuki, cause the barbarian king was already knocked down to his knees and was still recovering from your choking. Since it was a long way back home and you were pissed, Aizawa and Hizashi took you to the local fair on the way to cool you off, and you already know they won every single one of those rigged games for you.

By the time you came home, Dabi and Keigo were waiting for you on the Palace doors. Dabi hugged you and asked if you were okay, while Keigo was sobbing tears of happiness and showering your face with kisses and no matter how hard you tried to escape him, you couldn't. Hell, even Dabi turned away when you asked him for help, smiling cheekily as Keigo went on and on about how worried he was for his baby bird and how he'll never let you out of his sight again.

When you finally managed to escape him and went to your room, to your surprise, there was a baby sheep standing in the middle of your room, with a note tied around its neck.

"Sorry. Hope this makes you feel better.

Love,

Katsuki Bakugou, Barbarian King.

And KitKat."

#yandere bakugo katsuki #yandere bnha #bnha headcanons #yandere mha #bnha imagines #yandere dabi #yandere royal gay au #yandere erasermic x reader #yandere erasermic #yandere keigo takami #yandere keigo x reader #yandere keigo #yandere hawks x reader #yandere hawks #yandere katsuki bakugou #yandere katsuki #yandere bakugo x reader #yandere bakugou

[ladylookslikeadude1]

@alyholmesz said ‘ For 'I wish you would write' if it is still open. Shouta Aziawa a 3rd year U.A student notorious for just not caring for relationships or romance. He had his small group of friends, his beloved cat, Gutter and his soon to be career as an Underground Hero. Why would he waste what little free time he had catering for someone else. It wouldbeillogical. That was what Shouta always said....right up until he was punched in the face by the quirkless first year hero student.  Midoriya Izuku. Hello future husband.’

Which, incidentally, still open if anyone is interested!  But also, this was super fun to write, so thank you!

Aizawa Shouta had very little interest in romance, despite Nemuri’s best attempts.  He had his group of idiots, his cat Gutter, and that was more than enough for him.  There were a surprising number of attempts to get his attention, given his general lack of social graces, but he assumed that was because Nemuri put them up to it-or they were dared to ask him out.  Either way, he had little interest in dealing with it.

Nedzu had asked the three of them to speak with the first year Hero class, and Shouta had let the other two take the reins when it came to speaking to the class.  His part came in when the Heroics’s teacher suggested sparring-as Nedzu had expected they would.

What Shouta, at least, hadn’t expected was for most of the class to back away and leave a small, entirely unimpressed green haired boy standing alone to face him.  Shoua mentally shrugged and disregarded it.  He was impressed enough by the smaller boy’s abilities, given that he was still in his first year, but it was time to end whatever Quirk was letting him keep up with a student about to graduate.

His eyes started to burn as they slid red, and the green haired boy punched him square in the face.  Shouta stumbled back a step, startled.  

“Can’t erase a Quirk I don’t have,” the boy said evenly.

Oh.  Oh.  Midoriya Izuku, the first Quirkless Heroics candidate.  

“I think I’m in love,” Shouta decided.  And then he took advantage of Midoriya’s surprise and pinned him down.

“Yield,” Midoriya said after a moment, lips twitching in a reluctantly amused smile.  He accepted the hand up Shouta offered him and added, “That was definitely a different way to throw me off my game.”

“Oh, it wasn’t a trick to throw you off,” Shouta said blithely.  “No one in this school has managed to land a hit on me in years, even using Quirks.  You keeping up with me as a first year, with no Quirk, is impressive.”  He hid a smile at Midoriya’s narrowed, suspicious gaze.  “I’ll come find you at lunch,” he decided.

“Wait, what?”  Izuku’s suspicious glare faded into confusion, but Shouta was making a beeline for Nemuri and a hysterically laughing Hizashi.

“Who would have thought competence was your thing,” Nemuri said drily, before pausing.  “Actually, that makes total sense, never mind.”

“Those poor girls might have stood a chance if they’d just punched Sho in the face,” Hizashi managed, before losing it laughing again at Shouta’s expression because yes, actually, they might have stood a chance at that point.

“I’m going to marry him,” Shouta decided abruptly, making Hizashi wheeze and Nemuri shake her head with a smirk.

“Why don’t you see how lunch goes first?”  She suggested wryly.

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[dadsbongos]

trashy dad

Movie/Game/Show: My Hero Academia Dynamic: Shota Aizawa/Reader (Platonic) Warnings: references (2) to un*s ann*s, one (1) use of (y/n), fem pronouns Summary: Shota trying to support his YouTuber daughter :) cuz social media aus own me Word Count: 2.1K ~~~

"Hey, gamers," you grin at the camera before tossing an arm over your father's shoulders, "My dad's in town and as you can see," you hesitated slightly before turning to face your father, "Dad's not super into taking care of himself. So, I figured what's better than doing a Q&A together while I do his makeup?"

"Hitoshi just did a 'what I eat in a day', didn't he?" Shota quirked a brow, already reaching back to tie up his messy, tangled hair.

"Spoilers!" you quietly whine as you open your phone, "He still has to edit it, silly man. We're gonna have to brush out your hair later, by the way."

Shota's eyes widened, "We? I thought this was your idea and video, (Y/n)."

"No," you huff, scrolling through a few of the questions from fans, "I mean it was but your hair is so… Okay, first question is from - oh my God the names - shrekslongtoe, what was my first word?"

"Are you gonna start putting makeup on me or just sit there?" Shota scratched at his nose before snickering, "That wasn't your first word. Your first word was 'Dada' and it drove Hizashi insane."

"Hizashi is my other dad, by the way," you lean over to grab your makeup bag, "'Toshi and I call him papa. Oooh, oh no," you looked up to Shota, "I don't have your shade, you're gonna look weird."

"I don't really care," the man shrugged, watching as you took out a pink beauty blender, "That looks like a buttplug."

"Don't say that!" your eyes were wide at his words while you got out your foundation, "Youtube doesn't like that."

"Whoops," he deadpanned, "Next question."

"Shit, right."

"Language."

"Japanese," you murmur, going to the next reply, "yoonbumskneecap asks, 'Did you believe in me-’ they said my name but you know, ‘and Hitoshi when they decided to become Youtubers?' And 'in 'Toshi's case - drop out of college to become a professional clout man.'"

"To be honest," Shota closed his eyes, only in slight fear, as you began pressing the foundation into his skin, "I was really worried about Hitoshi, I didn't know if he'd stay as big as he was because he's a lot like me, in the sense that people tend to not like us for our bluntness. So I was worried he'd be a meme for like a month and then people would drop him, but thankfully I was proved wrong," he opened his eyes when he felt you pull away and begin rooting through your bag once again, "With you, I was less worried because you're more like 'Zashi, i.e extremely likable, and you were kind of getting a boost from appearances on Hitoshi's channel. I still worry because the internet is a fickle mistress but I'm not staying up at night about it."

Pulling out a dark eyebrow pencil, you grin at your father, "Aww, that was kinda sweet. Not really but kind of."

"What I'm here for," Shota's eyes followed your hand as you uncapped the pencil and reached up, beginning to mark at his eyebrows, "I'm gonna read the next question while you kill my eyebrows."

"I'm not killing them!" you giggled, "But unlike Papa, you already have pretty thick, full eyebrows so I won't be here long."

"Good," he muttered before furrowing his brows in confusion, ignoring your frustrated groan, "who is daddysero and why is he asking if you pissed today?"

"What?!" you pull your dad's hand back to see what he was looking at, instantly calming down when you saw he was still on Twitter, "Oh, that's just Sero, he asks me that every time I tweet. I thought you went to my Instagram DMs," at Shota's questioning stare you grinned, "Mama's got simps in her DMs."

"Don't ever call yourself 'Mama' in my presence ever again," Shota shook his head, once again ignoring your annoyance, "papichulo46290 wants to know my favorite memory of you."

"If you mix me up with 'Toshi, I'll be so pissed," you return the eyebrow pencil to your bag as Shota speaks.

"I won't... probably," he shrugs while you root through your bag, "So, Hizashi had taken Hitoshi out for ice cream because of - has he mentioned his middle school trauma?" at your nod, he continues, "Hitoshi was having a bad day from middle school, shocking, so you and I were left home alone together. You were probably seven and you really wanted to paint my nails and I let you. You..." he shook his head, snickering, "you fucked them up. So bad. But you were so happy to just be spending time with me- "

"Keep talking, but I'm gonna do your eyeshadow," you lean back in, swishing your brush over a navy blue, almost black shade, "Just so you guys know, Dad wanted to look like shit, don't unsubscribe cuz this is gonna come out bad."

"It won't be too bad, you're talented," Shota did his best to remain still, "But overall, you were just so adorable and it didn't even matter that the smudged nails got me teased in the teacher's lounge the next day. It all came off after like a week because it was shitty polish but you get the idea."

"Aww, I didn't know you kept it on, that's so sweet," you fall back briefly to inspect your work, "It's not awful but I'm only posting this because you're my dad."

"Of course, I did," Shota continued scrolling through the questions, "A lot of people are asking if you mean Dad or Daddy, and a lot more people are asking for pictures of your feet, you should block them all."

"Yeah, I got sickos in my replies too, just gotta scroll past em'."

"Disgusting..." Shota grumbled as you moved to his other eye, "Is 'electrodick' Kaminari, perchance?"

"Unfortunately."

"Gross, he asks if you had an 'I'm not like other girls' phase," Shota hummed quietly in thought, "Maybe when you were eight for like a month, but that's probably because except for Nemuri you didn't have any women in your life. Thankfully you moved on from that pretty quickly."

"Oh yeah, that was a gross, weird time. You and Papa also weren’t shitty people so I didn’t have a lot of misogynist influence."

"I like to think we did a good job," Shota sighed, finally moving back into his slouching position when you pulled away completely, "Is 'explosionmurder' Bakugou?"

"You know it."

"Okay well, he's asking if you plan on fucking up your bronzing again?" he thinks for a moment, “Was that from when you looked kinda copper-ish in a video?

"Oh my God, that was one time, Bakugou!" you shout and shake your brush at the camera, "One time!"

"I don't even know what blending is so you're doing better than I am."

"God, how are we related?"

Without hesitation, Shota replied, "Surrogate. Which answers summerlongsock's question."

"Nice," you chuckle, setting the brush back in your bag, "You probably won't need too much bronze or countour since you're going for bad," you immediately turn to the camera, "And Bakugou isn't gonna say a fucking word about it!"

"Is eyeliner next? And if so, I would enjoy a nice wing," Shota muttered, looking through the remaining questions, "Hitoshi asks why I haven't done a video with him yet."

You nod along while uncapping the liner, "I'm curious about that too. I thought my first video with a parent would be with Papa. I was gonna say family but..." you shrug, "Hitoshi was my first video and then Eri came on."

"He never asked," Shota closed both of his eyes, allowing you to move his head around as you pleased, "You just texted me the video idea and we set it up while I was in town. If Hitoshi wants a video so bad he should come up with an idea."

"Jeez, don't bully the poor boy," you laughed quietly, carefully applying more eyeliner to your father's left lid, "We should all do a video together. I think it'd be fun."

"Come up with an idea," he replied flatly before opening his eyes, "davinky wants to know when you got into makeup. Probably after thirteen, sometime."

"Yeah, I got my first real eyeshadow at like fourteen and then you guys just enabled my love of makeup after that."

"Well, the thing with that was, Hizashi and I didn't want you growing up thinking you had to wear makeup for any reason," Shota opened his eyes once he felt you back away, blinking a few times, "So we waited till you were more mature because giving makeup to a six-year-old is weird."

Capping your eyeliner, you traded it out for mascara, "Yeah, even little play kits are a bit ehhh. Don't close your eyes, but look down."

Following instruction, Shota took the opportunity to read off another question, "I can't see the name but someone's asking what we did together for fun. While you were a kid."

Humming quietly in thought, you move from one eye to the other, "We used to go to diners a lot. Those late-night diner trips, remember?"

"Oh yeah, you were such a little demon about bedtime. I had to take you to this little place for scrambled eggs or some shit and you'd fall asleep on the way back home."

Putting away your mascara, you reach out for your hairbrush before beginning to pull out the hair tie in Shota's hair, "Mina wanted me to ask what videos you show people when they ask what your kids do for a living."

"For Hitoshi, the one where he and Kaminari made Bakugou breakfast with sex toys. For you, the one where you turn yourself into Mina's little character - with the pink skin," Shota winced slightly at the tug of your hairbrush, "And Eri's a teacher so that information comes first since it's the least strange."

As you fussed with his tangled nest of hair, you read another question over Shota's shoulder, "When did you know you loved me? Like after adopting me."

"Not too long after the adoption was finalized actually," Shota grumbled as the brush made its final courses through his hair, "You've always been a really great kid. I don't know when I 'realized' but it was definitely around the time you were born, maybe like the day after."

"That's pretty good considering I was a stranger," you giggled, brushing out the final knots in his dark hair, "A baby stranger."

"Hmm," Shota hummed in response, "You almost done?"

Refraining from rolling your eyes, you fluffed Shota's now smooth and detangled hair around his shoulders with a small smile, "I'm done. Your hair is so pretty when it's brushed out."

"I know," the man muttered, handing your phone back, "Wanna do one more question and then sign off?"

"Yeah," you scroll through some of the questions, "I want it to be the best question that's ever been asked."

"Ask your own, you're great at that."

You shook your head with furrowed brows at his comment, "Is that a compliment?"

"It was meant to be."

"Thanks, but no need, I've found one. Midoriya wants to know if raising two attention whores was hard. He didn't say ‘attention whores’ because he doesn't swear but that's the vibe."

"What's Midoriya's at?" Shota asked.

"SmallMight."

"Of course," the man grumbled, closing his eyes to think, "You two were honestly pretty easy to raise. Not a whole lot of fits compared to what I've heard other parents talk about. You both liked to talk a lot to each other, and, of course, to Hizashi and me. Not terribly difficult at all."

"Aww, I'm glad we didn't make you pull your hair out," you grin.

"Oh, you still did. Absolutely."

"Nice," you giggle before turning off your phone and facing the camera, "Okay guys, well, I hope you don't clown on me as much as usual because if you do, my dad will... I don't know… kick your ass."

"Exactly," Shota nodded, a horrific smile on his face, "I'll beam right into your living room."

"Hopefully you guys come back next week where I'll..." floundering for an answer, you turn to your dad as if he’d give you ideas, "Create wings to do it better than Icarus ever could."

Giving a singular stiff nod, Shota looked dead at the camera, "I'd watch it."

"You heard it from the main man himself, peeps," you waved to the camera, Shota copying the motion, “Bye!”

"If there's one comment about my eyebags, I'm never coming on your channel again," Shota lied as you leaned over to stop recording.

"They're gonna love you, I'm sure," you assure your father, "Wanna see how I edit?"

"God no, Hitoshi showed me how long it takes to edit his videos, it looks like hell."

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