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katsuslover · 9 months
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Part 1 of sex hcs for MHA boys.
Katsuki is an ass man. Thats a fact, and he's a top. Hard dom but I feel like when he's in a long term relationship comfortably, he can be a bottom/soft dom. He's a brat tamer.
Izuku is a breast guy , he's a bottom or a generally soft dom. I feel like as a more confident adult he can dom really hard though, if you want it. So sweet in bed unless you don't want him to be.
Kirishimas a boob and ass guy but I think he likes boobs more. Maybe. He's the biggest switch I've ever seen and I love him for that. Soo sweet in bed. Unless you don't want him to be.
Shotos a boob guy. Since everyone says he's got a breeding/lactation kink, he's a switch but more bottom. So sweet in bed.
Hawks is an ass man but he also really loves your boobs. He's a switch. We love versatile men.
Aizawa is a boob guy also he's really kinky and top. Only a bottom when he's lazy and wants you to ride him. Even then, he gains energy and ends up topping you again.
All might is a boob guy for the himbo and nerd in him. He's a bottom or switch.
Iida is a boob guy but heart/brain guy over all 😭. He's a switch. More bottom. I feel like when he's an adult though , in a comfy long term relationship with you he can be really Dom, hard Dom, if you will. And maybe sadistic. So sweet and attentive and safe in bed. Most educated about safety and before you have sex you both sit down and have a talk about it.
Sero is a boob+ass guy tbh. switch or top. I think hes very versatile. I feel like he can dominate you so good when he's older but can bottom if you want to. His quirk is obviously used in the bedroom.
Denki is a hardcore boob guy and bottom. But I guess when he's older hes partially an experimental top. Always trying new things on you. Like his quirk. But generally more of a bottom.
Shinso is a boob+ass guy. I also feel like he's a top because he's dominant but if you really want to, or he's tired or lazy he'll bottom. I also believe his quirk is used in the bedroom.
Fatgum is a boob+ass guy. But a heart guy most. He's a soft Dom or bottom. So sweet and attentive in bed.
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scholastica-magic · 10 months
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YOUR FIRST TIME WITH BNHA BOYS PT.4!
Hitoshi Shinso, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Shota Aizawa
(Aged-up, Graduated Characters! MDNI AND BLOGS WITH NO AGES DNI!)
PART1, PART2, PART3
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Hitoshi Shinso
he knew it was going to happen.
i was read a ff that mentioned shinso only wears jeans when he’s “laying pipe” and i stand by it🫡
he rolls up to your place in black, jeans and a black t-shirt AND black shoes
ALL BLACK IS SO HOT😫
you placed your hand on his thigh and it was O.V.E.R!
he was slow with it. he wanted to make sure you were comfortable.
LAWD THATS A BIG DICK!
bros like 📏😳
he’s pretty though.
tanned shaft to match his tanned chest and a thick flushed pink tip.
he doesn’t moan. he’s not very vocal.
he kinda just grunts and groans sometimes.
LOTS OF HEAVY BREATHING.
after he’ll take you to the shower to clean you up.
and fuck again
he spent the night.
Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu
you guys definitely were not dating or even talking
just friends
tetsu came over for the weekly game night you had and then boom.
a little too much alcohol and the fact tetsu spilled that he was a virgin.
you fucked him right on your couch
he’s a pretty big guy and begged wanted you on top.
tetsu was quite the adventurer
he didn’t want to stop on one round. he didn’t stop till he was tired (5)
he was large, thick, and had a smooth curve upward. VEINY
no aftercare because bro was KNOCKED.
definitely wasn’t the last time y’all fucked.
he came back for seconds (technically 6th)
Shota Aizawa
domestic life wasn’t for shota.
until he met you, duh.
a pretty little thing 10 years younger then him. (31-10=21)
you were a new teacher at U.A.
(after all might became small might you took his spot:D)
with the encouragement from mic and midnight, he asked you to dinner
after dinner…you went back to his place.
just for dick a movie of course. nothing else.
yeeeaaah no.
you don’t really know how it happened.
one moment you were cuddling watching a movie the next you were bouncing on his dick🤷🏻‍♀️
he was incredibly gentle after finding out it was your first time.
though he wasn’t surprised. the innocence radiated off of you.
shota wanted you in control since he didn’t want to hurt you
but you were definitely sore in the morning
AFTERCARE KING!
a warm bath, a massage was essential oils
“HEYYYYYY, ERASURE HOW WAS DINNER WITH THE LADY, EH?!”
“fine.”
you moved in a month later
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thehusbandoden · 3 months
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Can you do hcs about class 1-a with pregnant darling? It's fine if you can't!/Uncomfortable with it!
A/n: of course! I hope these were semi enjoyable lol <3
Pregnant Reader Headcannons Part 2 (Aizawa, Shoto, Shinso, and Tamaki)
General info:
Genre: fluff/slice of life \\ total wc: 1,876 \\ posted: 12/06/2023 \\ requested
Part 1 (Izuku, Bakugo, Kiri, Denki, and Sero)
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Aizawa Shota (707 words):
Aizawa always works hard, as we all know.
He not only teaches, but he also works as a pro hero during the night.
He's sleep deprived and very grumpy.. but not to you.
He's sweet and loving, though sometimes tsundere.
He spoils you with gifts and affection whenever he can, trying to slightly make up for the time away from one another.
When he finds out you're pregnant.. he's honestly scared.
He works so much.. how could he ever take care of a child? Not to mention the long and hard nine months you're going to have to face practically alone.
He doesn't show his worry however, he holds you close and kisses your face, reassuring you that everything is going to be okay and that he's happy.
He tries to get paternity leave about four months into your pregnancy, but he didn't actually get it until six months.
And that was from teaching.. he was still working in the middle of the night until you hit eight months.
He was exhausted.
He would wake up at seven, prepare his lesson, make you breakfast, clean up the house, and write you a love letter for you to find. (He secretly placed them in places easy to reach/find).
Afterwards, he goes back to bed and cuddles you until he has to get up again in a few minutes.
Whenever he has to leave you get really sad and it makes him feel so guilty.. especially if you cried or begged him to stay.
He gave you lots and lots of kisses, holding you tightly against him as he apologized, telling you that he would be home before you knew it.
He taught as best as he could even though he hardly got a few hours of sleep, and he graded papers and planned lessons whenever he was on break.
Sometimes he didn't even eat lunch, too busy focussing on his student's papers.
After school he picked you up a gift and wrote you yet another love letter.
He usually returned home with a bouquet of flowers, a treat you've been craving, something to do with one of your hobbies, and a letter full of love.
He'd wrap you in his arms, coddling you with kisses and praise.
The rest of his day was full of you, and only you.
He held you, kissed you, spoiling you in whatever way possible.
He couldn't really sleep well, unable to rest his eyes when you were laying next to him so.. vulnerable.
He usually watched you sleep as he waited for midnight.
When the clock hits midnight he starts to get ready for work, giving you a loving peck every time he passes your sleeping form.
He'll gently shake you awake when it's time for him to leave, telling you that he'll be back in a few hours and that he loved you.
He embraced you tightly, littering kisses up and down your face before giving you a long, proper kiss. Smiling at how you sleepily kissed back.
He left with one more 'I love you', and then he was off to go patrol the streets.
He actually gets off work an hour before he says he does, but he uses that time to get the rest of the papers for his students done.
He gets home about six am, showering before embracing you tightly.
He'll sleep with you for another hour before getting up about an hour later to get everything else done.
All in all he does his very best for you, and absolutely spoils you when he gets paternity leave.
You don't have to do anything but sit there, look pretty, and let your body make that baby.
I'd say he's fairly protective. He doesn't like anyone but 'his' people, and you are the one person who he would do anything for... and maybe Eri, but she comes later.
He intimidates anyone who dares make you uncomfortable.
Though if you're handling well than he'll watch behind you, smirking slightly.
All in all he's a selfless husband. He'd do anything for you, and he doesn't care if that means he gets even less sleep..
(He'll lie about the hours of sleep he's getting so you don't have to worry about him)
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Todoroki Shoto (537 words):
Shoto always wanted kids, but he was too afraid to turn out like his dad.
So he never mentioned them, and you didn't either.
Well until you found out you were pregnant.
You were kinda scared to tell him at first, afraid that it would trigger ptsd from his childhood or something.
WEll, luckily for you, he wasn't upset.. at all.
He was nervous, yes. Really nervous, but he was excited and happy.
After a few minutes of staring at the test, thinking about what it meant, he pulled you into a tight embrace, lovingly kissing the apple of your cheek.
He got paternity leave at about five months.
He followed you everywhere, too worried about the 'what ifs' to let you do anything by yourself.
He wouldn't let you carry anything if it was remotely heavy.
Very protective, but in a lot less obvious way.
IF he notices someone looking at you in a lustful way he'll pull you into his chest, placing a hand on your baby bump as if he was screaming at them 'she's taken'.
If it came down to it, he would physically defend you.
But unlike Bakugo, only if he really needed to.
He'll glare and he'll tell them that you're married, but he won't physically harm them unless they started it, or they touched you/got into your space.
He gets really clingy, but he only hovers over you because he's too scared to hurt you and baby.
He'll usually cuddle you if you reassure him that he won't hurt you -or baby-, but he does get really really insecure sometimes and starts to overthink.
Most of the time the only way to pull him out of that is to be upset about it.
If you get really sad/angry he'll hold you against him, apologizing softly.
He'll help you however he can.
But he can't cook..
He literally almost burned the house down... twice.
He tried and tried, but he just can't seem to make anything but cereal.
So instead he hires you a chef.
He massages your feet, shoulders, back, belly bump, anywhere you need it.
You get a daily dose of cuddles and kisses. That isn't negotiable.
One day you were feeling very uncomfortable and didn't want any touch.. you left bed before Shoto and rejected his kisses.
He literally thought that you hated him.
He let you have your space, but he was so freaking sad.
He was angry too, but only at himself.
He started overthinking, thinking that he wasn't good enough, that he worked too hard, and that you deserve someone better.
The thoughts went on and on until he couldn't take it anymore.
HE shyly went over to you, gripping the bottom of his shirt tightly like a child, his head downcast and tears shining in his eyes.
"D-do you.. hate me?" He asked quietly, a tear falling down his cheek.
Your heart broke and you burst into tears, pulling him onto the couch next to you, holding him close as you sobbed, apologizing and telling him how perfect he was and how much you loved him.
He didn't believe you until you repeated it like five times and gave him over three dozen kisses.
He's still partly broken from his past, so even little things like that can make his brain go into overdrive, and he starts to get insecure.
That aside, he's a very sweet, thoughtful, and loving husband.
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Shinso Hitoshi (165):
You both already stayed indoors most of the time, but this just cemented it.
He was a protective overthinker. He didn't want anything bad to happen to you.
He doesn't like many people, but when it comes to you he would literally kill for you.. even if that ruins his newly gained reputation.
He got paternity leave about four months into your pregnancy, spoiling you for the long five months afterwards.
He'd glare at anyone who stared at you, wrapping his arm around your shoulders to bring you closer to him.
If it came down to it he would use his quirk to get any creep far away from you.
You usually cuddle all day. It's actually pretty calming.
He takes care of you entirely, cooking, cleaning, the works.
He's amazing at foot massages.
He gets more sleep now because all he does is cuddle you.
He's not very good with helping you with your hormones, but the affection make up for it.
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Amajiki Tamaki (430):
Tama is so freaking cute.
He's still shy ofc, but he musters up the courage to protect you.
He will get physical if it comes down to it.
But only if they start to try and touch you.
He's honestly so sweet.
He's so happy and yet so scared.
Out of everyone, he's most definitely the one that over tinks the most.
He worries about everything from him being a terrible parent to his kid getting his anxiety and hating him for the rest of their life because they're being bullied.
He starts to think about birthday parties and prom. What about his child's wedding?! They're father is going to be a mess!
Not to mention labor?!
What if he passes out?
What if you start to hate him?
What if you leave him? What if he fails you and your child?
His thoughts grow darker and darker as he falls into a pit of despair.
He'd probably grow into a depressive and if you don't snap him out of it.
Pull him into your arms, give him a long, proper kiss, and then just cuddle him.
Hold him to your chest, whispering sweet things in his ear.
He'll be better within 5-40 minutes.
Whenever you breakdown because of your hormones he'll break down with you.
He tries to be strong but seeing you cry breaks him.
He'll hold you, trying to reassure you as he's breaking down too.
He'll get your cravings whenever he can.
Even if it's two in the morning, or in broad daylight where he has to deal with a lot of people..
Like Shoto, he thinks you hate him if you get upset with him.
Though unlike Shoto, he won't come to you. He continues to take care of you, but he's obviously reserved.
He won't ask for cuddles, or even move to lay beside you.
He keeps to himself and when he's not taking care of you he's across the room, staring at the floor.
He could go on for weeks if you don't catch him.
He's a sensitive sweetheart, and he does need to be taken care of too.
Oh oh, he's also super good at cooking.
Due to his quirk, he's tried a lot of meals and cooks often.
If you want to try another recipe he'll secretly work on it for days, before shyly giving it to you to try.
He's very very insecure, so he trusts you a lot to let you try new recipes of his.
He loves you a lot, and the one thing he wants is your happiness and love.
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Part 1
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bakubunny · 5 months
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he finds out you have a praise kink and promptly looks up a long list of praises. he sits there with a grin and reads each one of them in a warm, low voice “just to be sure” he knows what you like and what makes you blush the most.
shinso, bakugo, kirishima, sero, kaminari, aizawa, toji, geto, gojo
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It had started as a joke.
I have a few characters in mind, but I'm curious about who you think fits.
MDNI 18+
Likes, comments, and reblogs appreciated as always 🖤
CW/TW: SOMNOPHILIA! Dear god, please pay attention to that first one. There is explicit consent prior. Oral (m. & f. receiving).
It had started as a joke.  
A simple conversation had sitting amongst friends, laughing too loudly after dinner and drink that lingered, hanging in the shadows of his memory. 
You were leaning up against your boyfriend, your mind more than a little fuzzy from the number of drinks you had. Your boyfriend’s arm rested on the back of the booth you sat on, but his fingers teased up and down the side of your neck onto your shoulder. You could feel his smirk as he pressed a kiss to your temple before sipping heavily from his own drink. 
“But, no — guys, no. I’ve gotta,” one of your friends was cut off by the amount of laughter filling the room, “So, she asked me if I would fuck her while she was asleep. And I panicked! Is that a thing girls like?” Your friend's eyes widened as he looked around the group, settling on you and your boyfriend. You both shrugged.
“If she asked you, and it was consent, I would assume she likes it.” You laughed. 
Your best friend nodded, “It’s hot.” 
You hummed an agreement. 
That was all it took. A simple hum of acknowledgment that you thought someone taking advantage of you in your sleep was a turn-on. After that night, how many hours had he spent hard as a rock thinking about pushing himself between your thighs while you slept? He thought about what it would feel like to sink the leaking tip of his cock between your lips while you were on your back, spread out for him without even knowing. He’d fucked his own fist too many times to count at the image, coming hard enough each time that his knees would give out. 
He wanted it. 
He wanted to experience knowing you were so at ease being around him that the thought of him fucking you while you were asleep was okay. That you’d be willing to let him use your body like that. He leaned his head back and groaned loudly. He was painfully hard again, and you wouldn’t be home for another few hours. 
You could tell your boyfriend wanted to talk to you about something. Since you got home, you kept catching him staring at you, looking away before you could ask what he needed. When you finally got him to sit on the couch with you to watch a movie you both wanted to see, the whole couch shook from how hard he was bouncing his leg.
The TV clicking off snapped his attention to you. “I was watching that.”
“No, you weren’t,” you answered, facing him. “What’s going on, baby? You’ve been distracted since I got home.”
A blush quickly bloomed across his cheeks, spreading to the tips of his ears. You sucked in a deep breath when he finally looked at you, pupils blown wide with lust. 
“Can I ask you something?” His voice was low as he crawled over you, forcing your back onto the couch. He dipped his head, snaking his tongue up the side of your neck. Your head was spinning. One second, you were watching a movie. The next, you were pinned under your very hard boyfriend with no heads up.
“Uh,” you tilted your head to the side, allowing him more access. “Yeah, yes. What do you need?” 
“‘Member the other night at dinner?” His voice was muffled against the skin of your neck. 
“We have a lot of dinners, handsome.” Your hands slowly explored his body, hooking into the loops of his jeans, pulling his hips forward to rut against yours, creating a delicious friction against your rapidly wetting cunt over your thin pajama shorts. 
He pulled one of your legs up and wrapped it around his waist. “When we were out, and we got to talking about fucking your girl while she’s asleep.”
You paused for a second, the fuzzy conversation and memories slowly coming back to you. The way you had been woken up a few times since that night with your boyfriend just looking at you, not in a weird way, but just more than normal. How you kept feeling his fingers against your thighs when you were on the precipice of awake and sleep. 
He watched your eyes widen when you put two and two together, realizing his direction in this conversation.  Your body was jostled as he sat back on the couch, pulling you into his lap. 
“We don’t—” he started, but you quickly stopped him with a hand over his mouth. A hint of confusion and embarrassment filtered into his honeyed eyes.
“Do you want to try that?” You always told your boyfriend you’d be willing to try most things once, and you’d be lying if you said the thought of waking up full of his cock wasn’t something you’d considered. 
He nodded slowly, kissing your fingers. 
“I need you to explain to me then, baby.” You felt his cock twitch under you at your words. “Want you to tell me while I suck your cock.” 
“Oh, fuck.” His eyes trailed you while you climbed off his lap and sank to the ground between his legs. You raised an eyebrow, popping open the button on his jeans, rubbing a hand over his inner thigh.
“Well?” He lifted his hips, allowing you to pull his jeans and boxers down enough for his cock to spring free. He sucked in a hissing breath between his teeth at the first touch of the cool air. His tip was red, a bead of precum glistening, waiting to be licked. Your hand slid up to gently cup his balls, rolling them between your fingers. His cock bobbed as his lower abdomen flexed.
“Fuck, gorgeous. You’re gonna make me cum already,” he groaned. 
Your movements halted, and he whined, biting down hard on his fist. 
“You’re so needy,” you teased. 
His hips bucked into the air, seeking any kind of friction. The vein on the underside of his cock was pulsing, the rhythm of his heart fast and unrelenting. 
“Yeah, 'cause I’ve been sittin’ here for days thinkin’ ‘bout sticking my fat cock down your throat while you're asleep. Spreading my pre all over your lips. You try dealin’ with that shit.” He moaned your name loudly as your lips wrapped around the head of his cock, your tongue teasing at his slit.
Your tongue swirled around the head of his cock, letting your spit fall through your lips and down his cock before squeezing him tightly with your hand, stroking him from tip to base. You hummed, encouraging him to keep going. 
“I lay down next to you at night just staring at your perfect ass,” his fingers tangled in your hair and gripped at the roots, forcing you down onto his cock. “I just wanna spread your thighs apart and work my cock into you, watching your face to see if you’re gonna wake up.”
You took him further into your mouth with each stroke. Your tongue swirled a circle around his tip each time you retreated. His hips slowly began to buck into your mouth, matching your pace and moving you further down on his cock until your nose was tickled by the trimmed hair at his pelvis.
“I wanna see you wake up screaming my name on my cock as you cum. Fu-fuck,” he stuttered. His hands tightened in your hair, and you looked up at him through your lashes, moaning as he held your head still and bucked into your hot mouth, taking control of your movements. You gagged around him slightly, and his eyes flared. 
It was already too much for him. The image of your sleeping figure taking his cock so well. You on your knees in front of him, indulging his little fantasy. His mouth was open, gasping for breath as he fucked your mouth. Your hands traveled down, one cupping his balls again, rolling them between your fingers perfectly as the other disappeared, and you dragged a finger across his perineurium, causing his body to hips to stutter again.
“You’re going to be the death of me,” he said, “gon’ cum in your mouth. Want you to swallow and show me, ya?”
You moaned in agreement, and he swore loudly as he pushed your head down once more and held you there while spurt after spurt of hot cum shot down your throat. His ears rang as he held you there, head thrown back and eyes closed, trying to bring himself back to earth. 
A small tap at his thigh had him releasing your hair quickly, and you gasped down a breath, a smirk gracing your perfect fucking mouth. 
“Lemme see, baby,” he said weakly, “Fucking Christ.” He threw an arm over his eyes when you stuck your tongue out, and all his cum was gone. You were fucking perfect. 
“You have my consent to fuck me while I’m asleep, handsome.”
He could have come again just at your words.
Which is how he wound up here, weeks later, cock buried to the hilt in your soaked pussy, doing everything he could do to keep from waking you up. Your pussy was sucking him in, refusing to let him go as if even in your sleep, you knew that he was going to pump you full. You had been so spread out for him when he came home late from work, a blanket barely flung over your body, wearing one of his shirts and no panties. 
His mind thought of nothing but your sweet cunt at that moment. He could only think of how you tasted as he dipped his tongue in and out of your glistening hole, prepping you to take his thick cock.
The sound of skin on skin filled the room as his balls slapped against your ass with every thrust. His pelvis added the perfect amount of pressure that even your sleeping form sought him out, sucking him back in every time he pulled out. 
He muffled his moans with your tit in his mouth, sucking your nipple into a taught peak as his hips stuttered and lost their rhythm more than once. He kept having to shove his cock back into your hole, too caught up in the way your body felt under him, so pliant and welcoming, to keep himself straight. He didn't understand how you were still asleep.
The soft mewls and moans that escaped your lips urged him on, and he watched your face as it scrunched up and your walls began to flutter around him. Your hand grabbed his forearm as you slowly woke up, realizing that the pleasure being wrung from your body wasn’t just in a dream.  
“G’mornin baby,” your boyfriend whispered before slamming his hips into yours, unable to keep himself at his leisure pace any longer. 
You moaned as he rubbed at your clit, snapping the cord in your belly that had been growing while you slept, and you came on his cock, your pleasure leaking from your body as you did. All it took was a few sloppy thrusts for him to empty himself deep inside you. He pushed his lips against yours, and you hummed into the kiss.  
“Good morning to you too."
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x HAWKS, Aizawa, Shinso, Bakugou, Grimmjow, Hanma, Kazutora, Chifuyu, Mikey, Kakashi.
A/N: this was supposed to be posted yesterday, but the ending kept fist-fighting me. Oh well, here ya go!
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arcanao · 6 months
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Reader has often been sick lately, her breasts have grown, and her periods are very late.  There is no doubt she is pregnant. I would like to know what her colleagues, neighbors, friends and acquaintances think about this. P.s. while I was writing this request, I learned about such an interesting thing as pseudocyesis
ty for the request ! since you mentioned pseudocyesis (basically false pregnancy) I decided to go with that !
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tw: yandere, obsessive behavior, false pregnancy, possessive behavior, delusional behavior, manipulative behavior, kidnapping
✤you wiped your forehead in cold sweat as you just finished emptying your breakfast into the toilet. what the... you weren't sick, you were sure of it but you were still puking. you had a headache that wasn't going away either but you had no idea what you could possibly have.
✤or maybe you did. but you didn't want to think about the possibility, this has been months since you last had your period, your breasts had grown too and now you were puking ? you couldn't be... pregnant right ? it has been ages you last slept with someone...
✤just to be sure you decided to take a pregnancy test... you couldn't help but let it fall and whimper in fear when you found out the result was indeed positive...
✤after panicking for a while, you finally decided to accept the situation since you couldn't do anything about it. now you just had to tell everyone about it. you didn't even want to think about what they would do when they learnt about it...
✤you gather you courage and tell them about it.
✤they react fine (or at least they act like it's fine), they get pretty excited about your pregnancy, being curious as to how long it has been since you got pregnant and how you plan to name the baby. inside they're bitter. like VERY bitter. they wonder who could have touched you without them being aware. they think and think again before finally deciding it doesn't matter who the father is, as long as its your child. they will try to get closer and closer to you, if your child doesn't have a father they'll be one for them and maybe you can have more children together. they're already fantasizing about you being together, surrounded by mini-you and sharing a domestic couple life, oh they can't wait...
➣izuku midoriya, eijiro kirishima, toshinori yagi, all might, shinsou hitoshi, himiko toga, yamada hizası (present mic), shoto todoroki
✤they don't know how to react, they're very confused and don't know what to do or say beside uttering a very low "congratulation". inside they're boiling, which guy could have possibly touched you without them noticing, they're always watching you, how could they miss that ? at first they resent you, a lot, avoiding you and even throwing jabs at you at times. it's only when they finally make you cry that they know they messed up. you start avoiding them too, refusing to even speak to them and this shatters them. they could take seeing other people around you, you getting pregnant but they cannot live without you, there is just no way. they sneak into your apartment and take you away, this is the way things are meant to be. you may not forgive them yet but you will come to terms with it at once, you have to.
➣katsuki bakugo, shigaraki tomura, mirio togata
✤they react very fine, too fine. as if they expected this might happen. they already made a plan on their side to make sure you fall into their hands. just like the first ones, it doesn't matter if the child isn't theirs, they'll do whatever they want and they always wanted you. they'll sweet talk you into quitting your job, what could a woman alone with such a heavy job could do with a child ? of course they would, out of pure kindness, take care of you. they would just need your o take care of the house and behave like the perfect little wife, you could do that much right ? don't worry, they'll spoil you like you were never before, you just have to stay beside them.
➣keigo takami (hawks), enji todoroki (endeavor), kai chisaki (overhaul), all for one
✤they don't really get it, like you never sleep with anyone so how could anything like that happen ? they immediately feels like something is pretty wrong and they search it up. they find out about false pregnancies (pseudocyesis) and they convince you to go and see a gynecologist. they come with you when you do (not in the examination room of course but in the waiting room) and you both found out you're not really pregnant. you burst out in tears in his arms, hugging them like there's no tomorrow, so glad you're not pregnant, you couldn't afford taking care of a child alone. from then on you could get closer to them, thinking of them as your savior which they throughly enjoy as they see the other yanderes fuming from the sidelines.
➣shota aizawa (eraserhead), kai chisaki (overhaul), dabi (todoroki touya), tamaki amajiki
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thecuriousquest · 4 months
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Learning Opportunity
Yandere!Shouta Aizawa x Fem!Reader x Yandere!Hitoshi Shinso
Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @chickennugnugnug
Warnings: Yandere themes, NSFW, non con touching, non con references, non con sex, brief non con fingering, pseudoincest/stepcest, abusive behavior, sexually abusive behavior, creepy step dad, creepy step brother, non consensual spanking, punishment spanking
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It’s been at least three months since your mother passed away, leaving you with your deranged step father and somewhat creepy step brother. You do your best to avoid them, only coming out of your room when necessary, but it’s so difficult living with the two of them.
Your step dad usually comes into your room at night, sitting on your bed. You stiffen under the covers as he slides his hand along your back, smoothing calloused fingers over your soft flesh. He guides his hand along your lower back, dipping further and further until his fingers ghost the doughy hill of your ass.
You cry, a soft whimper escaping wet and parted lips.
He usually leaves once you start sobbing uncontrollably. Usually. Sometimes, he likes listening to you cry, likes listening to the hitched whine in your voice as his hand travels deeper and deeper between your legs.
These are the days where he wakes up next to you, naked, but you didn’t sleep the entire night. Not after what your step dad did to you.
More often than not after school, Hitoshi will make snacks for the two of you, and he tries to feed them to you. He will…intimidate you into opening your mouth. He stands over you, tall and unmoving like a mountain, holding that fucking dumpling in his hand. He whispers into your ear for you to be a good girl and obey Toshi-nii.
You take a shaky breath, closing your eyes to block out the sting prickling in your orbs and the burn in your nose as you open your mouth for him. He sticks his meaty fingers in your mouth, brushing your tongue as he feeds you your afternoon snack. Hitoshi leaves his fingers lingering on your lips as he smiles while watching you chew your food.
You can’t help but sniffle as he places you on his lap, turning the tv on so you two can watch a movie or a show together. Of course there’s an entire plate of snacks for the two of you to munch on. The only rule is you can’t feed yourself. No. Toshi-nii swats your hand away with a light smack whenever you try it. If you want more to eat, you’d better ask him, and don’t even think about complaining when he feeds you.
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You thought you could get some peace showering, but you were wrong. Aizawa placed a new rule where you have to tell him when you’re about to shower. He’s never left in the dark with your nude secrets. He checks over your goosebump flesh, making sure nobody scratched or bruised his little girl. He undresses you slowly, letting you quiver and tremble slightly harder with every passing item of clothing that he drops on the floor. Soon, he’s pressing you up against the wall of the shower, your bare tits against the tile as he fucks into you, his scratchy pubes and balls smacking against your skin in such a rough manner it makes you scream into your palm.
Due to being unable to lock your door or even shut it, you feel eyes on you through the small crack, and you know it’s your brother watching you. You stand there frozen, unable to dress in your room. Now, you have to hide inside of your closet to get dressed.
You try your best to shower at school from now on.
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Recently, you’ve become a defiant little thing. You don’t abide by your curfew, not wanting to come home and have dinner with the two of them. So, you stay out as late as you can, ignoring both of their texts.
Your step dad’s messages convey his anger towards you while your step brother shows concern.
Aizawa: Where the hell are you? You better get your ass home right now if you know what’s good for you.
Hitoshi: Hey, sis, you okay? It’s getting kind of late. You should probably come home. I’m worried about you.
You roll your eyes and stay in the library, doing your homework until it closes. You grab dinner next from a convenience store, and then you decide to make your way home. Walking in with your backpack slung on one shoulder, you shut the door behind you.
Your step dad appears in only seconds, rounding the hallway from the kitchen.
“And where the hell have you been, young lady?”
Sighing, you shrug your backpack onto the floor, taking your shoes off as well. “None of your business. I’m going to bed.” You just want to get away from him.
Hitoshi walks down the steps. He stops when he sees you. “Hey, sis, where have you been? It’s kind of late. You missed dinner.”
“Can the both of you get off of my fucking back?” You don’t like this, don’t like how they have trapped you. One is in front of you, the other blocking your path to your room.
No, you really don’t like this at all.
A quick hand reaches out for your hair, the other popping your mouth. Aizawa drags you close to him, chest to chest.
“You don’t really have the room to be talking like that, you know?”
He drags you into the living room, plopping down on the couch, forcing you to stand between his parted knees. His hand is still tight in your locks, forcing you to bend at an odd angle.
You press your hands against his chest to steady yourself, to fight the inevitable
“You’ve been a really bad girl lately. I’m not going to let you continue with this behavior. As your father-”
“You’re not my fucking father, you asshole! Fathers don’t rape their daughters! You’re just a fucking pervert, a monster!” you shout in his face, flecks of spit landing on his cheeks and nose.
Shouta wipes the saliva off with the sleeve of his shirt with a grunt before draping you over his sturdy thigh. He looks at his son who is standing idly by in the doorway of the living room.
“Shinso, come here.”
His son strides over lazily with hands in his pockets. “Yeah, Dad?”
“Have you ever given anyone a spanking before?”
You wriggle with mortification, not wanting to endure this any longer. “Please, don’t-”
“Hush,” Aizawa scolds as he delivers a swat to your upturned bottom.
You yip and hang your head in absolute shame.
“So, have you, Shinso?”
“No, Dad, I haven’t.” A grin appears on the teenager’s face, knowing what direction this is going in.
“Well then, I think this will be a great learning opportunity for you.”
With that, he raises his hand for a flurry of skin blazing smacks. You rear your head again, writhing across the older man’s lap as your legs scissor.
“I’m starting over her skirt because I want to build up the sting in layers. It doesn’t hurt as much now, but it will once we take away some of her protection.”
Doesn’t hurt as much now? Is he fucking shitting you? It hurts like fucking hell!
“You really want to focus on the lower half of her bottom and the upper half of her thighs. You don’t want to end up hitting her tailbone or anything on the lower back. That can cause unnecessary damage,” he explains to his son.
“Oh, I see. That makes sense,” Hitoshi responds. “She sure is kicking a lot.”
“Yeah, if it gets annoying, you can always just pin them down like this-” Aizawa puts a leg over both of yours, effectively trapping them.
“This isn’t fair! You’re humiliating me!” you scream into the couch cushions.
“If she starts being a little too mouthy, you can always take away a layer of clothing,” your step dad informs Hitoshi as he hikes up your skirt around your waist. “See, she’s already a nice shade of pink.” He pats the swell of your bottom, and it causes you to wince.
“Can I touch it?” Shinso asks tentatively.
“Sure, kid.” Amusement laces your step father’s tone, and you groan out of mortification as you feel Hitoshi’s fingers graze over your spanked flesh.
You hiss sharply as he pokes it.
“Fucking get off of me!” You try to kick your pinned legs as you push on Shouta’s thigh.
“That’s enough out of you, young lady.”
The spanking resumes as he pushes down on your back. A sob climbs up your throat, past a knot that you wish you could swallow. Shaking your head, you shoot an arm back to try and protect your backside from his onslaught.
“No, I hate you! I hate you both so much! Stop it!”
You feel his hand come down even harder but at a slower pace. It’s agonizing, leaving you breathy with tears all over your face.
“Now, Hitoshi, this is usually when I like to take down her underwear. You want to do the honors, kid?”
You look up at your step brother. He has the same expression akin to whenever he wants to feed you something. He slowly, ever so painfully slowly, drags your cotton panties down to your knees.
Lacking any protection, your punishment starts again. You catch a glimpse of Hitoshi’s hard cock as he palms himself through his pants.
It makes you want to vomit.
How could someone who is supposed to be your dad do this to you? How could someone who’s supposed to be your big brother treat you like this? How could your fucking mother die and leave you with these two creeps?
You hold onto a pillow on the couch, crying into it as you’re forced to lie over your step father’s knee and take whatever he plans to give you.
“And when she’s all sweet and compliant, that’s when you know she doesn’t have any fight left in her. You’re free to do whatever you want with her after that.”
Shouta makes an example out of you by hefting you up onto his lap, holding you closely.
He whispers in your ear, “There’s my good girl. You be good for Daddy now, okay? Be a good girl for me.” You feel his fingers slide beneath your skirt and into the folds of your slit.
Your chest heaves as you sob even harder against his shoulder. He’s right, though. You’re too tired to fight back. All the energy has left your body from fighting him during your spanking, and you simply sit there on your step dad’s lap and sob.
You don’t want to be spanked again after all.
Hitoshi lowers the zipper on his pants, pulling his cock free as he strokes himself.
“So, we can do anything with her now?” your step brother inquires.
“Anything you want. It’s not like she has room to disagree.”
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gamergirl-niffler · 3 months
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Alright, listen up! I'm throwing it out there — hit me with some fluffy Christmas prep scenarios featuring Bakugo, Kirishima, Shinso and Eri (together), Midoriya, Present Mic, and Aizawa. Politely asking, of course 🎄
YAY! Time for some Christmas Spirit!
Hope you will enjoy it!
Christmas preparation with MHA men
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Bakugo
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- He isn't much of a "Christmas enjoyer"
- He has better things to take care of! Like his hero work, training, getting better. 
- But seeing how much you like christmas... He is willing to go with it all for your sake.
- Katsuki makes sure to get you THE BEST christmas tree there is. He is going to fight for it if he has to!
- Bakugo helps you with decorating the flat and he complains about it a lot.
- He complains about the amount of stuff you put around the flat and about all the stuff you hang all around BUT he still helps you by lifting you up when some place you try to decorate is too high for you.
- What Katsuki actually loves is helping you with cooking, altho his help is scolding you during this. We all know he is a perfectionist when it comes to cooking, so you are ready for some hard times. It's worth it in the end. 
- If you ask really nicely, he reluctantly puts on a christmas sweater. Just don't tease him about it, if you cross the line the sweater will be ripped into shreds.
- Same goes for Christmas music. One year he blew up the radio because it was playing too much of it! 
- Katsuki tells you that he doesn't want any gift from you, leaving you puzzled about what to get him since he never shows the need to have something. He himself already has few gifts for you. All of them were bought even months ago.
- Christmas with Bakugo are indeed difficult sometimes but in the end he is trying to make it nice for you because he knows it makes you happy. 
Your happiness is his happiness.
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Kirishima
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- He. Loves. Winter!
- The moment the first snow falls Eijiro is glued to the window watching the pretty snowflakes fall upon the city.
- As soon as you are back home, you're pulled out outside to enjoy the fresh snow with your excited boyfriend.
- Winter means Christmas and it means lots of fun! 
- Buying the tree, ornaments and decorations is just so magical for him, all because the shiny, glittery atmosphere it creates.
- The two of you decorate the whole apartament, from floor to ceiling. Of course to make stuff easier for you, he is letting you sit on his shoulder to help you reach high places.
- Cooking is fun but baking is even more fun! Both of you make delicious food and cute gingerbread cookies to enjoy.
- Matching Christmas sweater is a MUST.  Maybe they aren't too pretty but they scream Christmas and that's the most important.
- For Kirishima, the best evening is just the two of you, snuggling up under the warm blanket with hot chocolate and some christmas movie on, bathed in this magical atmosphere and warmth.
- He showers you with many gifts! Even if you asked just for one thing. According to him it's what you deserved.
- Gift from you is treated like the biggest treasure. No matter what you gave him, he doesn't care. It's a gift from you and that's what counts.
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Shinso and Eri
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- They are an interesting mix. Shinso doesn't care that much but still enjoys Christmas while Eri is EXCITED about them. 
- You can't blame her, she has been celebrating Christmas for just a few years.
- Before she was rescued she never celebrated Christmas.
- Shinso is like a big brother to her, so he is doing his best to make it as great as only possible and you are there to help.
- Your shared apartment is decorated with lots of lights and many cute and pretty Christmas decorations which you also love.
- The tree you buy is big, and of course Eri helps decorate it. Whole fun is finished by Eri being lifted up by Shinso so she can put a star on top of it.
- Baking gingerbread cookies, decorating them is fun. You create a cookie that looks just like Shinso while he decorates his own cookie to look like a cat.
- Later, you help Eri with building the gingerbread house.
- After that it's time to go outside and it's a blast!  Shinso actually looks happy while building the snowman with Eri or while throwing you into a pile of snow.
- As fun as it is, you two have no chance against Eri in a snowball fight. 
- According to Shinso, your snow angel is the prettiest but not prettier than you.
- Back at home it's all about hot chocolate and Christmas songs. You and Eri can sing your hearts out but Shinso won't join it but he will agree to dance with Eri.
- It turns out your boyfriend is a decent dancer and you are recording this as a souvenir.
- When Eri is asleep after all the excitement and fun the two of you spend some alone time just talking and enjoying each others presence.
- Getting gifts for Eri is easy, she clearly voices what she would love to receive, Shinso on the hand is a little tricky.
- He may not seem like it but he is very perceptive and already has gifts prepared for his favorite girls.
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Midoriya
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- He is excited but he isn't over the top.
- The two of you celebrate in a calm way. Just getting your shared apartment all nice, cozy and full of christmas spirit.
- Izuku loves to visit family during this time, and you visit his mom together, and then visit your family, no matter how big it is.
- Back at home, the two of you bake Christmas cookies and even build a gingerbread house together. It's too pretty to eat.
- Your Christmas tree is full of All Mighta ornaments because of course it is. Izuku collected a lot of them over the years and he bought new ones this year as well.
- Your favorite is the little All Might in Santa's hat.
- Not to mention he owns a few All Might Christmas sweaters. Some are already too small for him so you get the privilege to wear them so you both match! 
- Radio is playing the whole time, blasting the Christmas music. You both even sing together if you know the lyrics.
- Buying him a gift isn't easy since you want to give him something special. He on the other hand already planned what to get you.
- Christmas with Izuku is simply wholesome, full of fun and love.
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Hizashi Yamada
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- This man loves to celebrate, so Christmas is a great time of the year. (Not to mention that pretty soon after Christmas there is New Year!)
- Christmas music is playing in your flat from the very first day of december and there is lots of singing.
- Your flat is decorated in a pretty flashy way; a lot of glitter and colorful, flashy lights.
- Hizashi loves to randomly grab you and pull you into a dance right in the middle of your living room to whatever song is now playing.
- Celebrating together is fun but what's even more fun? Celebrating with friends.
- You two invite Shota and Nemuri to have a drink and a good chat about something different than just kids, school and work. 
- Of course he is not only all about partying and being loud all the time. Hizashi loves taking you for a walk so the two can take a look around the city and enjoy all the lights and decorations. 
- Not to mention he loves to snuggle up with you on couch or in bed, share earphones and just spend time together.
- Each year you aren't sure what to get for him as a gift but in the end you end up getting something he loves.
- When it comes to him, he is a master at this! No idea how he is doing this.
- You don't mind any of the stuff he does, this makes your Christmas even more special. You couldn't be more perfect than they already are.
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Shota Aizawa
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- Shota wouldn't celebrate Christmas if it wasn't for you.
- Sure, it's a nice festive time but he prefers to use this free time to get some much deserved rest. It was like this until you showed up in his life.
- When others have big christmas trees that are fully decorated in rich lights and ornaments, he prefers a simple, small fake tree. 
- It's still not safe from the two cats you own but it's not as messy and won't hurt any kitty if they decide to hunt it down. 
- Not to mention the real tree is expensive, takes up the space and in the end it will leave a mess. It's not worth it, according to him.
-  He isn't up to decorating the whole flat but seeing how much you love it, he agrees to put up some more decorations.
- Shota wants to rest and hates cold weather but he agrees to go on a walk with you or help you with Christmas shopping.
- He reluctantly helps you with cooking, even if he prefers to just take a nap.
- There is one thing he actually loves to do, and it's dressing up your two cats. Shota loves seeing them in cute Christmas outfits. His phone is full of pictures of them just looking cute.
- His recipe for Christmas is easy. Tasty supper, exchanging gifts and snuggling on the couch while watching or listening to something. Shota really doesn't need much, all he wants for Christmas is you. 
- You can enjoy your movie/song while he naps holding you close.
- Surprisingly he has no problem with getting you a perfect gift, Shota is really perceptive so it's easy for him to pick something you need or will enjoy.
- When it comes to you getting him a gift it's even easier; a new sleeping bag or cozy blanket. That's all this man needs besides your love.
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★ SHINSOU X READER
▻ Summary: You and Shinsou get caught by his mentor. [implied fem reader, aged up characters.]
▻ Fluff, awkward stuff, hope you like it <3
☁ I try to hide it in my face and it don't work, you see through that I just wanna get with you... ☁
A/n: good luck to those of you who have exams!
What is this, a funeral? Play some music: You right by Doja Cat
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You walked into the lounge behind the staff room to check on Eri. Present Mic being your mentor and Eraserhead being Shinsou's, you both had special privileges. One of them being steaming hot coffee on cold days.
Eri was lying on her tummy on the floor, colouring with pastels. "[Onee/ Onii] -san, you're back!" she exclaimed joyfully, jumping into your arms. You chuckled, catching the small child and encasing her in your arms. Eraserhead had put you on Eri-watch duty since he'd be busy for the rest of the evening. "Look! Look! I drew Papa Mic and Dada holding hands in front of their house and You and Onii san holding hands in the yard!" Eri showed you excitedly. "You're so good at drawing, Eri-chan!" You exclaimed while kneeling down to the now beaming girl's level. "Wait a minu- Why are me and Shinsou holding hands??"
"Mmm. Very interesting." A voice came from behind you, which you responded to with a squeak. Eri ran into the Shinsou's arms, the artwork now forgotten. "Shin! Don't scare us like that." You said while telling him off. "Oh, boo hoo. I can't help that you're a scardey cat." Shinsou said, rolling his eyes and walking towards the sofa. "You sneak up behind a person and then make fun of them for being surprised? What a bleak time to live in." You tutted, shaking your head sarcastically. "Enough bickering, Y/N. There are more important matters at hand, like watching Cinderella." Eri cheered happily as you sat on the couch, Shinsou starting the movie. Eri cuddled into you as she sang along to the songs, having watched the movie before.
"I'll head to the vending machine, Do you guys want anything?" You piped up, feeling thirsty. Eri, absorbed in the movie with her mouth agape shook her head half-mindedly. Standing up, you made your way to the corridor. Looking out the windows, you saw the trees gently swaying in the wind, highlights of the golden sunlight illuminating the bark. It was almost sundown, you thought to yourself. Sensei would be back soon. Standing in front of the machine, you kicked it. The darn thing was acting up again. Your head turned at hearing soft footsteps from the other side of the corridor. It was the purple-haired idiot dragging his feet along the floor, yawning while rubbing the back of his head. "Eri's asleep so I thought I'd give you some company." Shinsou said, mid-yawn. "Hmph. Like I'd savour your company." You stated, pursing your lips.
Shinsou backed you into the wall. "Speak up, pretty girl." Shinsou smirked while looking into your eyes. Smirking yourself, "In simpler words your pea brain can understand- you're boring." Tilting his head, Shinsou closed the gap between you two. "That's not what you were saying last night." He said, now nipping at your neck. "We should stop Shin, we need to get back to Eri-chan." You two jumped away from each other when a loud yawn interrupted your moment, the both of you looking in the direction of the disturbance. Eri was walking towards you two, sleepily rubbing her eyes. "The movie's almost oveer.." Eri wailed, putting her hands up wanting to be picked up. Big bro Shinsou swooped in, picking her off her feet.
Shinsou put a cranky Eri to sleep as you stood leaning on one of the desks while looking at the now-black sky through the huge windows. You yawned, feeling sluggish yourself. You made a mental note of the things you'd have to do when you got back to the dorms. Rubbing your eyes, you looked at Shinsou who was now walking towards you. He stretched his arm to reach behind you, turning the lights down to dim the room. Your eyes wandered the room, falling on Eri, whose chest rose and fell as she breathed softly. Shinsou moved to stand in front of you, placing his hands on your hips and nuzzling his head into the crook of your neck. His hands snaked up to your back as you held him close, wordlessly. "Tired?" You chuckled, running your hands through his hair to comfort him. "I think I should change my name to Mr.Eyebags at this point." Shinsou joked, his hands now roaming your body.
You let out a gasp as your body made a 'thud' sound as it came into contact with the desk. Your hands were above your head, held firmly in place by Shinsou's muscular arms. You tried to wiggle out of his grasp, whining about how Eri was in the room and how Aizawa Sensei would be back any moment. Shinsou hunched over you, shushing you by placing a slender finger on your pouty lips. Not wanting to look at him, you turned your head in rebellion. "Oh, is that how you're going to play princess?" Shinsou said, pinning you down with one hand. Shinsou tickled your tummy and you resisted your very best from giving in laughing. You burst into a fit of giggles along with him just when you heard someone clearing their throat as the lights in the room flickered on.
Shinsou widened his eyes. "S..Sensei." Shinsou stuttered, trying to explain himself. You sat up, mortified. "Shinsou. Y/N." Aizawa said, pressing his temples. "How long has this been going on?" Aizawa questioned you both shifted your weight from one foot to another awkwardly. "A couple months." You piped up, your gaze falling to the floor. "We weren't gonna keep it a secret forever." Shinsou said, walking over to you. Aizawa shook his head. "I'm not saying I'm against it." Aizawa stated, now looking at you both. The silence in the room was loud, the three of you staring at each other. "....Is Yamada Sensei going to hear about this?" You questioned, wishing you could be buried a few thousand feet under the ground. "You bet." Aizawa shrugged, turning on his heel to walk towards the sofa. "Set a good example for your younger sister." Aizawa said, side-eyeing you both while picking up Eri who was still asleep.
Shinsou and You stood in silence for a while after Aizawa stepped out the room. "Wanna walk back to the dorms together?" Shinsou proposed, resting his hand on the small of your back. You nodded. "Sensei is never going to let go of this." You groaned, imaging the amount of teasing you'd have to endure from your mentor and Aizawa Sensei. "Good thing we're graduating soon, eh?" Shinsou said, poking your stomach with his elbow.
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lolita-lollipop · 3 months
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Crickets
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SOFT YANDERE PLATONIC ERASERMIC FAMILY X READER
(mostly Shinso)
WARNINGS: suicidal threats from the reader, not detailed but mentioned depression and dissociation, the reader is not okay, unwanted comfort. yandere(and all the things that come with it)
it's cold outside today.
As you dragged yourself through the front yard, scratches already lining your knees,you wished that you grabbed a jacket, or decided to do this during the summer season. The sedative they had given you hours ago was in full effect, putting weight on your shoulders and making your vision blur, putting you off balance again and again as you sprinted through the front door out into the garden. Everything just hurt, your head, your heart, your hands. You were just so finished with this bullshit, so done with fooling yourself into thinking you’d be okay.
Harsh sobs left your lips as you fumbled with the door trying to get any further, ever since they’d taken you it was made very clear that if you tried to escape, they would confine you to their side 24/7, but as times flew by and your desperation slowly pooled in the bottom of your soul, you stopped caring. You hated that these people treated you like a child, you hated how they belittled you, you hated the way you never had a say in anything, and especially you hated how you could never do anything about it.
Today was your breaking point.
They were doing what they usually did, pushing and pulling and shoving you around as if you were nothing but a baby, you already had very little sleep last night after your crying fit, so you weren’t very keen on being nice to them this morning.It was simple really, all you had asked for was some Tylenol for your headache, crying takes it out of you, they know that best. but they said no.
So out the door you ran, screaming and crying the whole way there. You knew that eri and shinso were here too, you knew that escape was practically impossible, and that your attempts would be worth nothing. But you needed this. You really did.
You regret it now. Now that you’re lying down on the grass in the front yard, your hands and knees covered in scrapes. Your head fuzzy and throbbing. It was quite the surprise that they hadn’t come out to get you yet, your sobs never halted though. It was a sad sight, just a puddle of a young girl crying herself into a migraine. It into got worse when you heard footsteps, and saw that familiar purple hair you could recognize as shinsos.
He said nothing, but he had a scary look on his face. He just grabbed your arm and tugged you up into his arms harshly. This of course did nothing for your intense panic.
“Please. Please don’t make me go back- please I can’t go back in there- shinso I love you- please I love you” you stammered out through sobs, punching at his test with all the force you could muster, as a hero in training it did nothing physically to him, but you could see the resolve behind his eyes falter.
“Should’ve thought about that before you ran. I made them calm down. You’re lucky it’s me instead of Aizawa out here” he spoke as he always did, coldly and lacking emotion. Only holding you tighter and beginning to walk back to the house. You dug your bare feet into the dirt, pulling back at him. it was pathetic, you knew. the lengths you were willing to go in the name of escape.
“Please. I can’t do this anymore- shinso I’m so tired. They make me so tired I can’t even think straight anymore. I just can’t take it anymore” you were begging in desperation at this point, squirming and scratching at him, anything to get him off, to let you go.
“They’re giving you the life you wanted. A life you would’ve killed to have” The chirp of the crickets in the garden overtook the conversation, and a long silence overtook the two of you. you could hear and see everything, the water flushing through the fountain,the buzz of the bees, the chirp of the crickets, it was too much, everything was hazy and blended together and you were left overwhelmed and terrified.
It's cold outside today , maybe that's the reason you keep shivering, maybe it's fear-actually, terror is a better word for it.
“I wanted that life willingly! I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to be taken from my home in the middle of the night. Even if I hate my parents, I can’t stand that I have no power! Please, you have to understand, I’m rotting away here, I have no purpose at all- please shinso-“he paused in his trek towards the door, taking a deep, calculated breath.
“Tell that to them.”
“shinso please- please I love you. I can’t go back there, please don’t make me, I can’t, if I go back they’ll hurt me, they’ll be upset shin, I don’t wanna get hurt again” you begged as he began to walk again, your heels were begging to bleed out of the cuts the harsh ground was making. Tears flowed freely down your face now, and you flailed and kicked and cried, he was stronger than you, the both of you knew that. You could see a little sympathy in the back of his eyes though, maybe he wasn’t dead internally. not yet.
“You know that isn’t true, they would never. Now hush. You’ll be fine, I love you too.” Planting a kiss on your forehead, he hoisted you up, brushing your hair out of your face and beginning to rub circles that usually would be soothing on your neck. A long pause rung out, a deafening silence overtook the two of you as you fully came to the realization that he wasn’t going to help you, and your attention was drawing to the crunch of hit boots on the rocky mud.
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“I’ll kill myself.” He paused, and his head shot down towards you faster than you could even see. Your resolve had completely shattered by now, any words you said were mumbly and overridden by your tears and your heavy breathing. You were broken completely, utterly done with the world for putting you in this situation, you had been shattered into a million pieces, and shinso could see it. He could see how desperate you were. Something flashed in his eyes.
“Sweetheart…”
“I will, I would rather die. I can’t go back in there, if you make me I’ll jump off a roof, or I’ll fall down the stairs, or I’ll hang myself. I just- I won’t go back- not alive” you rushed out in between sobs, you had stopped fighting, instead opting for intense teary-eyed eye contact to make your point heard. Your hands now gripped the collar of his shirt, quivering. your heart was trembling, and so was your body, it would only be minutes till you would feint. This is it.
“Don’t say that- you don’t have to hurt yourself for freedom, just ask them and they’ll give you whatever you want, anything. They love you-“ he begun, stroking your hair as he held you. Your hands continued to shake as his eyes met your gaze. You wouldn’t go back, you couldn’t, shinso saw what it was doing to you. He saw the way you shrank from loud noises now and winced when getting up from the couch, how your eyes would sometimes go glassy as if you were in a different place entirely. He wouldn’t do this to you, he loves you too much right?
Right?
“I DONT WANT THE FREEDOM THEYLL GIVE ME, I WANT TO LEAVE. I WANT TO LIVE MY OWN LIFE. I’ll do it, you think I won’t but I will. Please- even if you don’t take me away from here- just let me run, say- say you couldn’t catch me. Just give me enough time to get in a taxi, you don’t even have to help me. Please shinso, I’m begging you” your silent years now turned into gut wrenching, stomach aching sobs. He was going to let you rot in that house, with your stupid dolls and toys and cats that you were far too old for. There… there’s no hope for you… I’d he doesn’t help- if he doesn’t help than you’re stuck for all eternity till you are nothing but a skeleton.
“You know I can’t do that” at his words your hands begun to dig in his neck, your cries hurt your stomach, that endless pit of despair slowly settling at the bottom. this is it. this is the end of your life.
“I would rather go live in hell than have to live here ever again. I- I just can’t do this anymore, they hurt me just so they can feel good helping me, everything I do makes me so tired, so weak. I can’t pick things up on my own, sometimes my knees are so weak I can’t even walk. I need them. Fuck I need them Shinso. Do you know how humiliating that is, how infuriating that is? They've ruined me, I’m not a whole person anymore. Please… please just- just let me have this” You could barely breathe at this point, your lungs filling up with that depressing feeling. As you spoke your sobs got worse and worse, till you were almost incomprehensible. You can’t do this anymore. You just can’t. Too locked up in your internal monologue you missed out on the shift in shinsos eyes, how his sympathy increased with every word you spoke.
“Oh baby… I-“ tears pricked at the edges of his eyes, and a deepset frown splayed across his face. He loves you, god he loves you so much. But… maybe you would be better off away, you aren’t happy here, you cry day and night till your stomach aches, you don’t eat, or sleep. You’re a shell. A shell of the girl he loves, is it so bad to want you back?? He can’t keep you like this, unhappy, in pain.
Much to your surprise, he slowly placed you on the ground, staring right into your souls with those eyes of his, letting a “shhh” come from his mouth, he pointed towards the road. Your eyes widened as you looked up at your big brother, immediately you threw yourself on him and squeezed as tight as you could in a hug, still crying all the way through. You didn’t know you could love somebody this much.
“I love you” he spoke, and immediately you pushed off your bare feet in a dash for the road, willing to run all the way back to town if need be. You didn’t even notice the blood seeping out from your feet due to the excess adrenaline running through your system, you were simply ecstatic. You made it a couple yards, not even sparing your brother a glance, you were free! YOU WERE FREE! You ran as fast as you could….
Only to be yanked back harshly. You let out a sob as arms engulfed you, swallowing you up whole, along with your dignity and will to live.
“That’s enough shinso. Oh don’t cry sweet girl, we’ll make you better don’t worry. If I had known you felt so- so awful I would’ve helped sooner” you recognized one of your captors, mic, by not only his voice, but also his smell, and how hard his arms were gripping you. You could feel the muscles he had squeezing you, holding you ever so close to him, and warming you up. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. Immediate panic set into your bones, he’s gonna be so mad at you for running , and he’s gonna be livid that you threatened yourself. You can feel the punishments coming. you shivered in his arms, panic and terror washing over you, clouding any sense of judgment you had managed to keep.
"Please- Please don't make me go back- ill die pleas-" you sobbed, scratching at him with your short nails, digging your feet further in the dirt, you found yourself wincing as mud made its way into the cuts in your feet. It only made you cry more and more. you were halted in your begging though, all the air in your lungs being knocked straight out of your chest.
Mic hoisted you up much like Shinso had previously done, however his grip was iron l, impossible to budge and honestly, painful. He squeezed you and cooed into your ear in attempts to calm your nerves. Nothing was working however, you were too fragile, too easy to break. and you were broken all right, with the way you were sobbing into his chest, that was for sure. You just need time, comfort, safety, security. they would give you all of that and more, but you had to stay with them, you just had to.
It's cold outside, but god you would rather be frozen alive than brought back into that house. this is it for you. you're over. It's done.
“Don’t worry baby, we’ll make it all better soon.
I promise” ---------------------------------------------------- its been a while huh. I FIGURED OUT HOW TO DO A "Keep reading" CUT! YAY! I havent written something platonic in months but I feel like it was warranted so enjoy, this is pretty self indulgent so I hope it works for yall too. have fun. I hope everybody reading this has a lovely day, and remembers that they are loved somewhere by someone. Have a great day! see you next time!
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freywrites1928 · 11 months
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Aizawa x Student Fanfic || (student is 18)
TW: student teacher relationship, smut
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Part One:
“Oh, yes! Right there!” I moan out as his tongue sweeps expertly over my sensitive clit.
“You like that, huh?” His deep voice whispers over my core. “You’re so wet for me, and just from a few licks. What a little slut.”
With that, he brings up his hand, looks me in the eye with a dark expression, and inserts two long fingers as he continues his work on my clit.
“Mmh, fuck…” I hum as I keep my eyes on the gorgeous man between my legs.
“Yeah, that’s right. Keep your eyes on me, I want to see your face as you come undone from just my fingers and tongue.”
He begins to pump his fingers faster, in and out, in and out, curling them slightly so they brush against my g-spot with every pass. He keeps his eye contact as he brings his thumb up to aid in his assault of my clit.
“Oh, yes. Yes! I’m so close!” I manage out as I try to maintain our eye contact.
“Yes, that’s a good girl. Cum for me darling. Cum all over my fingers and tongue like the good little slut you are.”
“Yes. I’ll cum for you, please don’t stop! Right there! Yes. Yes!”
“OW!” I’m suddenly jolted awake as I feel a slight sting on my forehead. “Did you just flick me?” I look over to see the purple haired menace grinning back at me.
“Well yeah, I had to. I tried calling your name a few times, but you wouldn’t wake up. We’re almost there.” Shinsou points out the window.
I look over him, and sure enough, our bus is driving down the dirt road that took us to the annual camping grounds. Man, I really don’t feel like enduring this camp for a whole week. And boy, am I pissed right now at Toshi and his shit ass grin for waking me up from such a beautiful dream,
“Ouch!” He yelps as I suddenly flick him right back on his forehead. “Jeesh, would you rather I have let you continue moaning like that for the entire bus to hear?”
“Yes, actually I would. You couldn’t have just waited 3 more seconds?” I try to angerly whisper yell at him, but it came out as more of a laugh. His grin spread again and soon we’re both laughing like school children. With an over dramatic sigh, I lean over to rest my head onto the shoulder of my best friend. We are silent for a few moments, looking out the window.
“So, was it me in the dream? Because you know, I could sneak into your tent one of the… Ouch!” He yelps as I once again flick him on his forehead. “If you continue to do that, you’ll leave a mark!”
“Good, you deserve it.” I state as I lean back onto his shoulder. Strong, muscular but not too bulky. I look at my friend. He’s handsome, well built, and we get alone great (which I can’t say about most people I interact with.) And not to mention, we can relate to each other’s struggles that come with the burden of having mind based quirks. All this put together, and it was only natural that we sought out a relationship that was more than just basic friendship. Though, we both agreed from our first time together that it would only be friends with benefits and nothing more.
At first, I was skeptical because anytime you hear about a friends with benefits situation, it always turns messy. Not with us though. I find it almost strange, our friendship has remained the same and neither of us have caught romantic feelings or have gotten jealous or anything. We are truly just best friends who help each other out when we get horny or need physical comfort. Or at least, we were that way.  
After our last hook up, about a month ago now, I told Toshi it was the last time. Of course he rolled his eyes, because I always say that when I get crush on someone. The way I figure it, even if we aren’t bothered by that sort of thing, most other people aren’t going to go for a girl who’s sleeping with someone else. Usually, the crush I have goes no where since I don’t ever actually talk to the person I’m crushing on, so it fades, and I’m right back to Toshi’s bed.
Not this time though. It’s been a month, and I’m still firm on my resolve, because this crush is definitely not going anywhere anytime soon. I can tell Toshi’s getting a bit frustrated. He acts calm and cool all the time, but he’s really just an awkward dope who also has trouble connecting with other people. As a result of that, he doesn’t know how to approach people in a ‘seducing’ type of way so now he’s bordering on sexually frustrated. Since I’m not there to help him out, he doesn’t know what to do. I find it funny. Him, not so much.
My head is still resting on the purple haired boy’s shoulder, as the bus continues to rumble along the road, passing by the beautiful forest scenery. I look into his eyes a moment, since that’s all the time I need to activate my quirk.
I immediately regret it.
“Oh my god!” Why are you thinking about that at such a peaceful moment!” I whisper yell as I pull out of Toshi’s mind. “I was sitting here reflecting on our wonderful friendship, and you’re over here thinking about the time you tied me up with your binding cloth! You pervert!” I shove his shoulder to emphasize my disgust.
“Hey now!” Toshi retorts. “You were the one having a sex dream and moaning right next to my ear just minutes ago. What do you expect! I am a guy after all.” He tries his best to look innocent but his mischievous eyes and slowly emerging grin ruins it. “And besides, I’m not convinced your dream wasn’t about me, so I’m not doing anything wrong.”
I roll my eyes at him. “You’re so full of yourself.” I say as a lightly punch him in the shoulder, earning me a real smile from him in return. “But, you should know, it really wasn’t about you.”
“Oh yeah Mia, then who was it about this time?” Toshi grins and raises his eyebrow at me, but the smirk I give him wipes his face blank. “Nope, never mind. I do not want to know.” He looks back out the window.
“Oh, but you were so eager to find out a second ago Toshi!” I taunt as I lean over and whisper in his ear. Just then the bus comes to a halt as we’ve finally arrived at the campground.
“No, I wasn’t that curious. You can keep it to yourself.” He nervously states trying to avoid looking at me.
The door of the bus opens and we see someone walk on to address the students.
“Calm down now.” A deep, tired sounding voice sounds through the bus. “Gather all your things. Everyone from all classes are going to meet in front of the main operations building.”
Toshi is still not looking at me as I lean over and whisper in his ear yet again. “You mean you don’t want me to tell you that person in my dream, the one that made me moan so hard even while sleeping…” Toshi finally looks over at me in what can only be described as agonizing despair and slight disgust. I look up towards the front of the bus, and Toshi follows my gaze, and we see him staring at us both. “…was your favorite mentor…” Toshi shakes his head trying to make the image that is no doubt forming go away as I proceed to smirk at the rough, dark haired man at the front of the bus. “…Aizawa sensei.” 
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mellowmin · 11 months
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Walk him like a dog sis
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Disclaimer: this is only MY PERSONAL OPINION and my own takes on these characters, please do not interact if you don't like or agree with this 💜
Inspired by the tiktok sound and some of the videos I saw on there 🤭
Content warnings: toxic relationship dynamics on some of these, very girlboss-ish hc's, ooc in the last one (just a what if scenario), mentions of mommy kink, masochistic traits & praise kink. Also last group has a very prominent "men are disposable" mindset/subtext, not to be taken literally or seriously at all.
Fem reader implied all throughout.
MDNI
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𑁍 Trained puppies:
Will happily follow you around, grabbing onto you by your sleeve, the back of your shirt or your belt loop.
Wide eyes look at you like you hung the moon and the stars, will not hesitate to jump from their seat to get you anything you need, though they will at times use the puppy eyes to their advantage and it's very hard to say no to them.
Mommy issues? Maybe? Mommy kink at the very least lol, also praise kink. Baby them!! They love that shit and will eat up any attention from you.
When you're at a party, you'll pull them to you by their tie and they'll absolutely melt while letting you guide them to the dance floor like you have them on a leash.
The type to send you pictures of any cute or pretty thing they find because any sort of beauty makes them think of you.
Super needy, they'll wait in bed fighting off the sleep until you finish your skincare routine because they can't sleep well without you :(. Textbook definition of puppy love, they have eyes only for you and will hate to be separated from you for ANY amount of time. - Hinata Shoyo, Goshiki Tsutomu, Yamaguchi Tadashi, Azumane Asahi, Bokuto Kotarou, Nishinoya Yuu, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki, Togata Mirio.
𑁍 Guard dogs:
They spoil you like crazy, princess treatment is real when you're with them.
The type to kneel in front of you and untie your shoes while looking up at you like you're doing them a favor for letting them. When I say these men WORSHIP YOU I mean it.
Super protective, they know and live by the sidewalk rule; and lord have mercy on the poor soul if they think someone is bothering you. WILL NOT TOLERATE anyone talking shit about you in any way. Also "dress however you want, I can fight".
As soon as they get the slightest suspicion that your feet hurt you are up on their arms. Don't even think about carrying anything heavier than your phone. Consider them your personal handbag. Will spoon feed you if you allow them too, gently dabbing your face with a napkin after every other bite.
They refuse to let you pay for anything, as soon as the cashier asks 'cash or credit?' They're rushing to get their wallet out. They sometimes will give you their credit card and ORDER you to buy anything you want.
WOULD absolutely carry you on their shoulders the whole day if they could, but they need to work to earn the money to keep giving you the life you deserve :')
You know those kinda cringe videos that go "my hands look like this so that hers can look like this"?? Yeah that's them lol - Iwaizumi Hajime, Kuroo Tetsurou, Miya Atsumu, Ushijima Wakatoshi, Sawamura Daichi, Ukai Keishin, Tanaka Ryuunosuke, Bakugo Katsuki, Todoroki Shouto, Iida Tenya, also Kirishima lol.
𑁍 Bratty Lap dogs:
Stink eyes to anyone that tries to approach either of you. They're not interested in anyone else and they'd rather die than stand by and let someone steal your attention from them.
Their favorite activity is to cuddle you and snack and they WILL voice their displeasure if your little sessions are interrupted. Will stay hours with their head buried in your neck if you let them. Will leave hickeys on you if you're not careful enough!! They'll do it in places that you won't easily see but others will see clearly too.
They're super needy and sometimes have a hard time understanding your need for personal space like wym we can't go to the bathroom together 🤨. On that note, you never have to ask them to come with you anywhere, as soon as you grab your keys they're putting their shoes on. They never give you that "u can come if u want" bullshit, they let you know that if you're not going, they aren't going.
Talk shit about anyone that you don't like to them, they act like they don't care but they love the gossip and will say things to keep you talking. They trust your gut and your criteria for liking or not liking people; if you tell them you don't like someone you don't even have to give them a reason, they'll drop that person in a second.
They will tease you and clown you anytime they have the chance, but it's like they forget they're the biggest simp ever lol. Try to give them the silent treatment, they won't last longer than 6 hours.
Will check your friends if they seem disloyal. As soon as they get sent a 'hiiii :)" from one of your friends, they're warning you about them. They will encourage you to cut off toxic people from your life, whether it's friends or family but they'll never force you to stop talking to someone on their account.
They will support you in ANYTHING, they're your ride or die and they will defend you until they die no matter what you do. "Oh, (y/n) killed someone? Well I'm sure that person did something to deserve it." They will make a fool of themselves to protect your honor lol.
- Sakusa Kiyoomi, Oikawa Tooru, Miya Osamu, Suna Rintarou, Tendou Satori, Tsukishima Kei, Sugawara Koushi, Kozume Kenma, Kageyama Tobio, Shinsou Hitoshi, Monona Neito, Sero Hanta, Aizawa Shouta, Takami Keigo.
BONUS:
𑁍 Domesticated Hound dogs:
Heavily toxic relationship dynamics, unrealistic representation of a fuckboy, kinda mean reader.
Former fuckboy turned into a begging mess by the bad bitch he shouldn't have messed with.
He tried to play it cocky from the start and play you like all the girls before you, but you knew his game and played him like a fiddle.
When several girls messaged you to warn you about your new boytoy -the man paying for your groceries every week in hopes that you'll give him two hours of your weekend- you knew that you were given a chance by the heavens to do some good karmic work, for every girl whose heart he played with, you'll make him your bitch. Every time you leave him on read is a win for the girls.
At first, he thought you were just playing hard to get and considered you a 'fun challenge' but soon enough he's only answering your texts, all other girl's numbers are forgotten and he finds that hooking up with random girls only makes him think about you more. He found himself becoming more vulnerable when talking to you, actually sharing parts of him in an honest way instead of doing it in order to get sympathy points from you.
This man used to be a professional at ghosting and you got him answering your texts in 0.5 SECONDS. In the beginning he was all like "im not looking for anything serious tho lol" and you were like "yeah I could tell, not like you'd be good for anything serious lol" LMAO HES LEFT STARING AT HIS PHONE FOR 7 MINUTES STRAIGHT AFTER THAT.
Like YES BE MEAN TO HIM. He's gotta be a masochist; every time he gets a mean response (or no response at all) he becomes more desperate for having you praise him and coddle him like all the other girls used to do in order to keep him to themselves.
Lmfao meeting you was a humbling experience, you got him getting into his car at 2 am to see you for 15 minutes as long as he pays for your next nail appointment. You are true poetic justice coming into his life to ruin his bad boy persona.
At some point he tries to get cocky again and acts like he's back to his old ways, but you drop him so fast and so coldly that he gets whiplash. You show this man that you won't hesitate to dump the trash if he doesn't make something good of himself. You teach him really fast that you won't deal with his nonsense, and you WILL find him a replacement if he displeases you. The withdrawal he gets from you giving him radio silence is insane.
In the end though, you end up whipping him into a decent man and dare I say a good boyfriend who by this point is absolutely addicted to you. - Oikawa Tooru, Suna Rintarou, Miya Atsumu, Togata Mirio, Monoma Neito, Shinsou Hitoshi, Sero Hanta, Takami Keigo.
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dancingbabya-notes · 6 months
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Quirk malfunctions
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As anyone else might say sometimes your quirk doesn’t always work the way you intend it unless you train it rigorously, even then sometimes your quirk can mess up or even activate subconsciously.
Characters: Bakugo Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Shoji Mezo, Aizawa Shouta, Yagi Toshinori
A/N: I'm finally writing something after fighting with my computer for several months and posting it. I will not be disappearing into the oblivion I will be writing whether my brain likes it or not.
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Bakugo
As a new hero you needed to be ready to jump into action at a single call. But as you check your phone again you grumble. “I’m taking a nap someone will call if they need me.”
Though the idea of sleeping on concrete wasn’t entirely appealing you were glad for the pseudo cape on your uniform. Closing your eyes happily under the warmth of the sun, even if it was killing you slowly.
While you slept someone who was actually working happened to land on the roof of the building you were sleeping on, which was just the roof of your apartment. Upon seeing your uniform and you just dozing away Dynamight frowned.
“The hell? Is this the new hero that joined, lazy fucker,” he grumbles to himself before turning to you, unbeknownst to him though your quirk was already active.
As soon as he walked closer the watery tendril wrapped about his hands preventing him from using his quirk, then over his mouth to keep him from waking you up. That would have all good and well if some of the water didn’t brush against your skin sending a chill up your spine and waking you up.
Rubbing your eyes and seeing the glaring red ones you quickly pulled the water away. “Oh my gosh I’m so sorry. Are you okay?”
Picking up your phone you frown at the message. Dynamight was about to chastise you for falling a sleep on the job when you turned off your visor and walked to the door.
“My apologies senpai it seems I’ve been given a mandatory holiday, have a good rest of your day,” You give a slight bow before walking through the door back into the apartment building. “How fucking fun, let me just almost suffocate my big brother’s best friend. Way to go Y/N!”
Kaminari
Your big brother had been born quirk-less and seemed to acquire a quirk seemingly over night before entering high school, while you had both your parents quirks. Fire breath and attraction of small objects. This was probably the most important thing about you that anyone learned, because that would explain why sometimes you simply looked like a dragon no matter the season because you seemed to be breathing smoke.
“What are you doing?” someone asks in what had been a silent workshop.
“I was trying to fix this,” you frown as the item you had been working on fell onto the open table, with a lot of training you were able to hold things in mid air and hold multiple things at once. “Did you need something?”
Kaminari was someone you only recognized because he was in your brother’s class back in high school. “I uh was just checking if my disk shooters were fixed.”
“Uh well that's not my task so I dunno, you’ll probably need to talk to Ogiwara.” You could see his eyes going wide and you look up to see the hammer that had been on your tool belt floating above you. “Damn quirk.”
Jumping up a bit you pull it back down and frown.
“Sorry I guess I’m not as aware of it as I hoped I was, didn’t mean to scare you.”
Shoji
Because of your quirk needing eye contact you did any and everything to get a job where you didn’t need to make eye contact. Office jobs were a bust because your boss would demand it, restaurants were a bust because anyone could make eye contact with you and you wouldn’t know who the last person to look into your eyes was, ultimately you ended up with one of the worst jobs ever according to you brother, at home desk work.
Standing up from your floor desk your back was killing you, and from the warmth of the sunshine from your office window it was warm. “Maybe I could go for a walk? I’m ahead on work.”
Mumbling this you give your puppy a smile as you stand up.
“Hey baby, are you ready for your morning walk?” You ask just as you get dressed in proper outside clothes, the number of times your neighbors have accidentally seen you in your skivvies was far more than you wanted to admit.
The shiba you’d affectionately named Sho –after your big brother, who wasn’t dead he simply pretended not to like dogs– rubs up against your our reached hands giving soft barks in confirmation.
“Let me check how hot it is, we wouldn’t want you to get ouchies,” you giggle.
Waiting inside your apartment Sho watches as you walk to the sun heated ground touching it with the back of your hand. It wasn’t hot and you could walk around if you wanted to.
“Alright, come here baby!” You beam.
Sho already holding his leash rushes up to you closing the door, you smile clipping on the leash before going to lock your door. Just as you do you happen to hear your neighbor leaving his apartment too, you met him when you were in high school a student your brother taught, but now he was just your next door neighbor.
Sho pulls you along excitedly nearly causing you to crash into said person. “Sho heal.”
Just barely you catch yourself before you slam into the solid person next to you, giving a weak smile with your eyes closed you turn your head up a bit. “Sorry about almost running you over.”
“It’s fine y/n.”
Looking back to your dog you sigh. “Hope I’ll see you around.”
“Like wise.”
Though you did chance a little look, sometimes you could just barely look at someone and avoid activating your quirk.
That wasn’t the case because while Sho and you sat at a bench to get some shade you feel asleep. Finding yourself looking through someone else’s mind.
“Fuck.” You mumble trying to figure out if there was a way that you could wake up.
Waiting waiting for Sho to start scratching at you to wake up thought he probably wouldn’t do that, you’d probably have to wash your face when you got home cause he’ll lick you awake. Seeing through Shoji’s mind was different. You knew he was a hero, you just didn’t know he patrolled so close to your apartments.
Returning to your own body you blink a bit.
“This isn’t a very safe place to be sleeping,” he chuckles. “But it seems you have a good companion who’s worried about you.”
Looking down you reach to hug Sho. “I’m sorry baby, let’s go home. Thanks for waking me up.”
He nods giving a slight wave.
Shinso
Understanding any creature that had competent thoughts had its moments. It was basically a cheat skill to you, understanding your fur babies without having to spend thirty minutes arguing with them like your siblings. Milk and Tea sat on your stomach and chest respectively, both being adorable and restrictive to your breathing. “I’d like some space please, can you both sit on my legs instead?” You mumble. You receive two no’s. The thing was your quirk also worked on humans you simply never used it on them. “I gotta go buy food come on!” You urge. They both look at you like they thought you were lying. “It’s good for you.” Both cats jump off you and prance away like the spoiled brats they were. Giving you a moment to both use the restroom and grab your things to go run to the store and buy all that food. “Kitten?” You were so focused on tying your shoe properly that you failed to notice your boyfriend come inside. Shinso stood behind you while you tried to tie his shoes onto your feet, which didn’t work because you both had different shoe sizes. Thinking you heard something you were about to shoo away the cats because you knew it’d be a thirty minute chase if one of those pampered brats got outside. Only to hear. ‘Damn I doubt they’d notice if I poked them.’ More alert but unbalanced you try to move away from your brat of a boyfriend only to tip forward into the door. His eyes lock with yours as he shouts. “Wait!” “What?” Luckily you didn’t hit the door but not you were practically a rag doll into his hold. You hated when this happened. Once righted and able to stand you push him back. “Fuck you, Toshi, I was trying to tie my…” you look down finally realizing whose shoes you were wearing. “Why’d you move my shoes?” “I was tired, it was just on the same shelf.” He shrugs. “You good, Kitten?” “Mm, I’m fine. Also no poking,” you switch the shoes getting ready again. “You read my mind?” “I thought it was the cats.” “You always think it’s the cats.” You frown. “Fine the next time that the Sgt Fluff ball gets out again you’ll be the one to chase him.” “I- You wave with a smile. “I’m off to buy some cat food and dinner. You better tell me what you wanna eat.” You didn’t miss the threatening thoughts from just outside your door swinging it open forcefully. “Oops my bad.”
Aizawa
You were very excited to be working with other heroes your own age for once, not that weren’t thankful for your mentors you just felt like you were learning the same thing over and over from the older pro heroes. At sixteen you dropped out of school and found a hero to intern under, with the concentrated crime rate in your city instead of simply learning how to learn how to be a hero you were basically already a hero the only useful thing you learned was how to cause the least amount of property damage so you could have enough money to support yourself and your little brother. Now you were going to Japan to learn more about being a hero, your agency pretty much forced everyone to visit other countries in a sort of exchange program. But standing in front of other twenty somethings you felt like you’re mind was gonna a short circuit.
“H-hello name hero eh, I mean my hero name is Whiplash. It’s a pleasure to meet all of you, Gracious has nothing but nice things to say about Japan heroes,” You keep your head down embarrassed from the messy introduction.
You could just feel someone staring down your neck before you stood back up, then again you wore a full mask for your protection. “Your form said you already have six years experience on the field…”
Giving a little nod you look at the ground again. “Um while it’d be awesome if stars and stripes could be anywhere there is a problem there are some cities that ave atrocious crime rates.” Not wanting to talk about it again you smile. “I’m curious what hero schools are like though, I heard y’all get direct teaching from some of the best heroes.”
“They’re the same as hero schools in America right?” one young man frowns keeping his face covered with the scarf.
“Eh, I’ve visited the one in my state and that’s only true if you’re lucky enough to get a school with a ton of funding. The schools aren’t government funded they’re funded at a city or state level if anything and any school is lucky enough to get enough funding to keep up with the new regulations every year,” you shrug thinking a little bit about that small experience, you felt a bit angry just thinking about the state of the schools and how people had been treated.
“Whip.”
Blinking a bit you felt the blood drain from your face. “I’m so sorry.”
“It happens sometimes.”
You hadn’t realized you activated your quirk resulting in a small garden growing in the lobby.
“Well the lobby did look a little gray, I’m Eraser Head.” The young man holds his hand to you and you shake it.
“I can pick up the plants but I’ll use my next pay to fix the ground.” you mumble.
He shrugs. “I doubt they’ll know how to fix it.”
Yagi
“It was a bad idea marrying a hero Yagi.” “Shut up.” “He’s what how many years older than you?” “Five? Is that so terrible?” Your so called best friend was scolding you again. For getting married, it wasn’t even because of who you married they just used that to try and make their point seem more valid. You just wanted to work on your throwing, not listen to them complain since they themselves wanted so be married but never found the right person. “Come on he’s got to lack something.” Splashing them with the water you were using to help you work the clay you frown. “Either you change the topic or you know where the exit is Cole.” “Seriously? You’re gonna pick him over me? I thought you were a good friend.” As you pull the piece and their tone starts to irk you you felt your blood burning. They pulled every little transgression that they thought was so terrible when they were all instances you couldn’t help. Feeling then clay slip you stop the wheel and glare. “Shut up and leave!” It came out harsher than you intended. “I hear this enough from my mother now from you?” As you turn away all you could do was shout. This broke then glass divider, your voice wasn’t quite as powerful as your little brother’s bit you always hit that frequency to break shit. Just then your husband walks into the studio. “Oh dear.” “I’ll just see myself out,” Cole states quickly grabbing her things and brushing past Toshinori. You stare at the broken glass in disbelief. “Fuck, fuck.” Curses pour from your mouth as you hit yourself, though your hands weren’t clean so you got slip and clay ill over your face and hair as tears fell. Before you can do any real damage large arms wrap around you. “My dear be careful, we wouldn’t want you to hurt yourself.” “I messed up again,” you sniffle hiring your face into his shirt, why did he always wear white shirts? “Never fear I am here,” he whispers earring a slight chuckle through your sniffing. Hugging him back you frown mumbling into his chest. “What was that my love?” Pulling back a bit so could speak clearly you look up at him with a pout. “I think this time I need to install metal shelving.” “I believe that is the best course of action.” He rubs circles into your back as you bury your face into his chest again. “Guess what?” “What?” “My baby brother got into Yuuei.” “That’s wonderful my love should we send him a gift of congratulations?” You shake your head. “My mom will just throw it away. I’ll give him some spending money and take him the dinner the next time I’m in Musutafu.” Yagi Toshinori or more well know to the public as All might could be a kind man and gentle to his spouse. Not that any one knew he was married.
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Escaping The Night (Part 8)
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➤ Welcome - Introduction and Request Rules (Requests are open + Some info about me)
▶ Characters: Shinso x Fem! Reader + Father/Mentor Aizawa (platonic)
▶ Genre: Angst to Fluff + Slowburn
▶ Summary: Aizawa takes you to register your quirk, and after you get to meet Eri. Following that, Aizawa tells you that school is starting for you tomorrow.
▶ Word Count: 5047
▶ Warnings:
- A little bit of derealization during the meeting with Eri
- Little bit of PTSD experienced by the reader
➜ [Part 1]
➜ [Part 2]
➜ [Part 3]
➜ [Part 4]
➜ [Part 5]
➜ [Part 6]
➜ [Part 7]
{This is Part 8}
➜ [Part 9] Coming Soon!
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And soon enough, he was sure you'd be living a happy and fulfilling life. He just had to keep going, for the greater good.
The drive was quiet after that, the only sounds being the quiet sounds of the radio and the rushing of warm air that was let into the car. You sat as you usually did, knees facing away from Eraserhead and your attention directed to the world outside the window. Although the calm atmosphere gave off an outer mask of safety, you loathed how in tune your behavior was beginning to become in response to Eraserhead's actions.
The drive was unusually long, and as time wore on you began to become more antsy due to the lack of knowledge of what was next. Eventually larger city buildings began to fill your window, and it soon made sense to you that city hall would naturally be located out in the city rather than the little suburbs or town.
The car came to a halt in a small parking lot, and as you stepped out you were immediately greeted with the chilled air blowing in your face. Shivering a bit, you studied your surroundings, unfamiliar since this was Honei.
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*I downloaded this game and the city is stunning ( ・`ω・´)✨ I'm going to use it lots more to map out places better since I struggle to see what authors describe in writing. The building in the story is the yellow one right there.*
On the other side of the building you parked by was a large mall, a staircase leading up to an outer balcony and paths built over the road to help citizens safely walk throughout the city. It was a busy day, with people being seen pretty much as far as the eye could see. Looking up at the building just led to nothing new being found out, the slight yellow color not doing much to make up for its overall mundaneness.
Aizawa made his way over to your side of the car, signaling to you with a simple wave of the hand to follow. You complied, no matter how much spite was filling your heart, your mind always knew better.
You turned a corner from where you two came from and followed the short path to the entrance of the building, although looking at the end of the little area you saw what you believed was a police officer and some caution tape. Sensing your curiosity, Aizawa filled you in on what you were missing.
"They're just cleaning up some rubble from an old villain attack. Nothing out to the ordinary"
You don't know what compelled you to rebut back.
"And how much of that damage was caused by the hero?"
The lack of response didn't grant you the slightest amount of satisfaction, but it was already said. For a moment, whether you wanted to acknowledge it or not, regret peeked it's eyes over at you. Dark and beady.
"Who knows. Let's get this done with."
He didn't give much of a response before opening the door and silently commanding you in while also cutting off any more spiteful responses.
And that's how you found yourself sitting in a small windowless room like many others around you, an empty paper*¹ in front of you waiting for you to fill in its blanks. Eraserhead sat in a cushioned chair off to another corner of the room, his arms crossed as he waited for you to finish. It was something perceived as so seemingly simple; after all, who knows their quirk better than the owner itself?
You did the best you could, filling in the basics first. However, as you skimmed the whole document, your fingers began to twitch. It was rather... Lengthy. Questions after questions filled your vision, most of which you realized you didn't know how to fill in (addresses, dates, serial numbers, etc). And since this was a formal document, you couldn't just try your best. No... You'd need to get help.
Looking over at Eraserhead through the corner of your eye, you clenched the pen in your hand tighter. Heaving a breath, you decided to do what you could. You'd run into the problem later.
The basics were filled out. Your name, quirk, and updates on your quirk answered the best you could. However, the pen froze just as the fingers holding it did. It was daunting, seeing how much more information was needed compared to the last time you filled it out. Physically being able to look at the blanks brought about a new awareness, it finally clicking in your mind just how little you knew about your situation.
The scraping of a chair across the carpet drew you out of your thoughts, and looking to your side you realized that Eraserhead had brought himself to sit right next to you. You both silently shared a look, the silence filled with tension coming from your side. It quickly faded to understanding as you let him take a look at the paper, then going to jot down everything he explained right after.
At long last, once you finished filling out what you could, the bright rays of the afternoon sunshine greeted your eyes, helping to warm up your frosty body after being inside the cold building for so long. Stepping out, you stood in place for a second, taking in your surroundings once more.
You noticed an increase in people since it was midday, although this group mainly consisted of a younger age group compared to the older people that visited in the morning. There must've been a building cooking something nearby, because the savory smell of either pork or chicken was wafting throughout the air.
It was nice in a way, seeing a new area you hadn't before. All the new sights and people were a bit overwhelming, but it held such an acute feeling of comfort, one that you couldn't pinpoint. As you saw Eraserhead in the corner of your eye, your remembered what he had promised you earlier and began to walk back to where his parked car was sitting.
A sudden hand to your shoulder caused you to freeze.
"Looks like I completely forgot about food. Let's get something in your stomach, okay?" Aizawa looked up and around, and you realized he most likely was not familiar with this area any more than you were.
"There's a few restaurants around here, you can pick any you'd like to - my treat." Upon receiving a blank look, he knew he'd have to learn to be more stubborn with you in retaliation, even if his heart wasn't in it. "I'm not one to offer this very often, either you pick something or I will."
"I'd rather not eat here"
Your response was forced. Everywhere, all around you, were people. You had never eaten at a restaurant before, but you had seen too many damaged and taken over by villains to feel comfortable casually going to one to eat.
"So we'll just go home to eat then, that's what you're saying?"
Home.
You didn't like that at all. Him saying it as if you lived there (which you technically did). As if it was permanent. As if you had always been there. As if you will always be there.
Aizawa was about ready to pull out his hair. He tried being nice and giving offers, yet nothing could make you budge. It was odd for him, forcing himself to be so kind for so long. But he knew he had to keep going. It was all for your sake, after all.
No response was expected, and so he simply took the initiative to head back to his place. He wasn't exactly one that liked to stay home when he could've been productive, but he decided that he couldn't complain. You were still new, and you still had a shell to break out of. If you ever would in the end.
The drive was long, the rest of the day even longer. Once home, you ou simply sat looking out the windows in silence, ignoring every offer of books or drawing paper given to you by an antsy Aizawa.
Truth be told, you felt like you could burst away at any second. Without having anybody to fight or protect, you constantly felt as if you had to be on guard. There was nowhere for your energy to go, and you couldn't bear to sit around and not do anything.
Looking at the darkening sky, you made a silent promise to yourself that things would get better. That you'd be okay in the end... That everything you went through wouldn't go to waste.
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The next morning, you caught Aizawa off guard by being up before he was, pacing around the living room as silent as a cat. At 4 in the morning.
"You're up early."
You stopped pacing with a swift halt, and Aizawa could see the tension from where you stood with your back to him. He could tell you were starting to feel the withdrawal. The feelings of loneliness and confusion that normally accompanied having something dear taken away.
"Where are we heading now?"
Your voice was quiet, but still enough to catch him off guard.
Looking around the dark room, Aizawa make a split second decision.
"You're starting school tomorrow."
A beat of silence passed through the room, moving slowly as if it was going through molasses. You didn't say a word, yet you looked up from the floor to the roof, your back still to Aizawa. There was little that surprised you at this point, and you had long ago accepted the fact that these were the consequences that came from your actions. It still hurt.
"For now..."
You could hear him grabbing his keys, indicating another event or activity.
"We're going to see someone special. Someone I'd like you to meet."
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The cold air once again nipped at you once you exited the warm apartment, but you hardly flinched. It was something you were used to. Something you had to get used to. It certainly didn't go unnoticed by Aizawa, ever so observant.
The drive was shorter, and this time it led to a quaint two story house, an older one that was quite large in size. The paint was peeling, but it was overall in rather good condition, the colors providing a very rustic atmosphere.
You followed Aizawa up the pathway, watching as he rang the buzzer to the gate and spoke into some connected speaker, before following him through the gate once it opened.
The door almost immediately swung open to reveal an aging lady, her hair tired up in a bun and wrinkles decorating her face, with a much younger lady in the background who had her hair up in a ponytail, and was wearing an apron and boots.
"Shota, you were just here! It feels like you never left," the older lady spoke, ushering him in, to which you followed.
The house smelled clean, and it had a very homey feeling, one of comfort and familiarity. It smelled of honey and lemon, along with some kind of pastry that must've been baking. It reminded you of a grandmother's house. The surfaces were polished, and lining the bookshelves were numerous pictures of many different children, all at various ages. Each were smiling and doing something different in every photo.
The lady in the background hummed while mopping what you supposed was the kitchen floor, before looking over directly at you.
"Oh? You're new, aren't you?"
Aizawa looked up, nodding before gesturing to you.
"She's new, yes. I decided it would be in both of our best interests if I brought her with me today."
Listening closely, you could hear the squeals of children laughing upstairs and outside. Was this place some kind of daycare, you guessed? It felt like some sort of extra reality, it was starkly quiet on the inside of the house, yet you could almost feel the comfort of the many little lives that would've normally been bustling around. It brought back old memories you wanted held down, the familiarity swallowing you and your mind in it's tar-like stickiness. It was suffocating. You couldn't breath. You wanted to leave. To get out.
Looking all around, you trembled, feeling trapped just as you did on that fateful night. Heaving a soft breath, you calmed your racing heart, looking at the ground for the time being to prevent any future panic.
The older lady was gone by the time you looked up, and Aizawa waved for you to follow him down a new hallway. As you did, you noticed the wallpaper becoming more colorful, with various cartoon bees and cats littering a blue sky and green grass background. It was getting harder to breath. You didn't know why it was so difficult. Why it was so intimidating to be somewhere so innocent. But it wrung out a reaction from you that you had never seen nor expected before.
Reaching a door at the end, you waited with baited breath as Aizawa knocked, once, twice. The hallways had little lights on the floor and soft yellow lamps along the top of the walls, coating the dark area on an old yellow glow. Time seemed to pause as you stood there, wondering who was behind the door. Faintly, you could hear some shuffling before a muffled, "coming!"
The door opened to reveal a younger girl about 7 years old, dressed in a flowery sweater and stripped leggings. She had gray hair and striking red eyes, along with a little horn that sat on her right side of her forehead. Your eyes widened, not having expected to meet with a child that day.
Her face of confusion upon seeing you almost immediately vanished as she smiled at the sight of Eraser, opening her arms at him.
"Mr. Aizawa! I didn't think you'd come today!"
He smiled, patting her head a bit before stepping back, "Just felt like visiting today, you could say."
"I'm so glad! I made a new drawing, come see!", she exclaimed as he followed her into the room. You stood on the outside, curiously peering in to keep an eye on Aizawa in case he called you to do something.
It was isolating, seeing them converse with such familiarity while you stood and awkwardly watched. Why did he say he wanted you there? So he could show how much he liked to see other kids, so he could show off how close he was to others while he held you at arms length?
Your eyes slanted into slits. Why were you feeling this way? What lowered your self-esteem so low to the point of being jealous over a little girl? Why did your heart pang everytime you saw how kindly she was treated? Why did it hurt seeing her have such a happy life when you struggled throughout your entire childhood?
It wasn't fair, but you had learned to suck it up from a young age. A deceased mother and a callous father meant you didn't live such an easy life. You stopped looking at everyone else's good lives, learned to eventually ignore the pangs of jealousy until you forgot they existed.
Your moment of bitterness was cut short when you felt a soft tug at your shirt, only to look down and see her staring directly at you. Before you could do or say anything (not that you would've), she beat you to it.
"Aren't you cold outside?"
You realized she was pointing at your plain sweater, and Aizawa internally beat himself for not buying you better winter gear. Your heart beat harder. She was worried about you. She didn't know you, and yet she still worried. You had never met a child like that before.
"Not particularly."
She thumbed the fabric, and you didn't know why, but you let her. She didn't feel like a threat, and you didn't feel she was as dangerous as someone like Aizawa. Her actions were soft and caring, slow and gentle. Most kids you met were the exact opposite. It was nice, seeing somebody your own pace.
"What's your name?"
She was a child, you reminded yourself, it was only natural to be curious. Yet, it had been a long time since you interacted with children. You didn't know their mannerisms, and how to make sure they wouldn't cry.
"[Name]"
She looked up into your eyes once more and smiled. You looked back, and saw a heaviness in them, masked behind her current happy mood. Something that was held in her eyes told you that she saw something she should never have for someone her age. It held a secret fear, a worry that was otherwise hidden from the rest of her facial features. But there's a reason why they say the eyes never lie.
"Well, [Name], I'm glad I got to meet you! Are you friends with Mr. Aizawa?"
"No."
You knew your response was a bit too quick, but there was no going back once it was said. You saw her frown a bit before relaxing again, resuming her smile.
"Oh, well I hope you two become friends one day, I know Mr. Aizawa can seem scary, but he's actually really nice! He'll show you!" She turned to look at the man in question, "Right, Mr. Aizawa?"
He smiled softly in response before nodding. You had never seen him look this way before. So relaxed and... Happy. It was like a whole other person. Seeing him put on another face so easily should've startled you, worried you about what it was hiding. Yet, for some reason you didn't think of that at the moment.
"Here!"
The girl grabbed your hands, and you bent lower in response to her tugging. She gently wrapped a scarf around your neck. "I don't need this one anymore since Mirio got me a new one, but you can have this one so you're not cold!"
Looking down, you saw the scarf was entirely red, the same shade as her eyes. You rubbed the soft fabric between your fingers, before offering her a bow of gratitude.
"I'll take care of it. Thank you "
She laughed in response, "You're welcome! You're very funny!" She chuckled.
You failed to find what was so funny about your actions, but Aizawa was already telling her goodbye.
"We'll be heading out now, thank you for the scarf. She appreciates it... just a little differently than others would "
The girl hugged her backpack that was once sitting on the floor to her stomach, "Don't worry! I'm different too! Now she's not alone!"
Aizawa chuckled before waving and closing the door. As you walked back outside, you replayed the entire visit through your mind once more. More layers were unraveling, and you were beginning to lose track of what it was you were searching for.
Before you went into another spiral, the door to the building opened, and out rushed that little girl, who ran up to the now closed gate. She was followed by the young lady from before, frantic about trying to get the girl out of the snow.
"Eri! My name's Eri by the way!" She smiled and waved goodbye as you stood by the open car door, before the girl was picked up by the lady.
"It was nice meeting you, [Name]!"
As she smiled and waved, so happy despite such a minimal interaction, you stood and watched until she wasn't able to be seen anymore, brought back inside the warm house. Slowly, you raised your hand and waved to the empty air, a small smile stroking your face before it all fell back into the same monotonous glare.
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The car was warm. It was always warm.
You couldn't pinpoint the feeling that was building up inside of you... But it was new, and... Odd.
One side of you hurt for some unknown reason, perhaps the feelings of isolation were finally getting to you? Maybe because you had been opened up to a new perspective once you saw you weren't there only one Aizawa knew? Who knows...
The other side felt warm. Warm and... Soft. Happy in a way that you were cared for by someone so new to you. It rarely happened on the streets. Sometimes someone would bring you some food or a blanket every now and then, but for the most part it was you taking care of everyone else. You couldn't bear the feeling of being a burden. It was dishonorable. Disrespectful.
Once back at the apartment, Aizawa stopped you before you made your way up the steps to his floor.
"Let's take a little walk. The sun's out and I've been cooping you up inside for too long."
There wasn't much to say except for a nod, which you then turned to follow him down the sidewalk. As you kept with his pace, you noticed that he walked a bit more freely than his usual walk, with his hands in his pockets and a slight jaunt to his step.
It was quiet between the two of you, but the sounds of the town surrounded you both. It was the weekend, so families were out and about, with the sidewalks littered with people of all sorts.
You didn't think Aizawa had anywhere to go in mind, but you were kindly surprised when you both eventually made your way to the harbor, passing the docks where the boats were sitting in the water.
Looking around, you saw fishermen unloading nets of fish into large containers and others preparing for fishing trips of their own. Some were already setting out, but the larger boats were parked.
The sun was out just as Aizawa had said, and it made for a pleasant afternoon. As you followed in his steps and sat down next to him on a bench facing the boats, you realized you hadn't had a day to yourself to do... Nothing, not in a long, long while.
You watched as a boat blared its horn as it slowly backed out, remembering the sound as you had heard it plenty passing by at night.
Next to you, Aizawa pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket before lighting one, just having it as an afterthought as he set it in his mouth before crossing his arms.
A beat of silence passed between you two once more before Aizawa spoke up suddenly.
"My father was a fisherman... He'd always be gone in the early mornings and late at night. Sometimes he'd bring some of his catch home with him," leisurely looking up at a passing kite a child was running with, he paused before continuing.
"He had a little tugboat that he always rode when it wasn't time to catch anything. Sometimes I got to ride it with him as long as I got up with him early in the morning..."
You didn't respond, but Aizawa knew you were listening. He softly smiled at the memories as he looked over the boats, feeling at home with the sights and smells that surrounded the area.
Why was he telling you this, you wondered? You knew it was most likely to get you used to him, to see him more as a person than an event or cause of force. But... You didn't resent it. It was odd, but you didn't mind the stories, as they were harmless after all.
-
You both sat there until the sun began to set, and you knew it was time to go when you began shivering once more.
That night, it was just you and Aizawa. No Present Mic or any other visitors. It seemed it was always quiet between you two.
While Aizawa cooked in the kitchen, you looked around for something to do. Finding a blank piece of paper sitting idly on the coffee table, you set to work folding it.
As Aizawa made his way to the living room to watch TV while the food cooked, he noticed you folding a paper into some origami creation.
"Hmm... Dog?"
You paused your folding to glace at him in confusion before continuing.
So it was not a dog, he now knew.
As you folded, he couldn't help but be impressed at the craftsmanship and delicate way you were folding the edges. It reminded him of his mother...
"A cat then?"
Still no response from you but you did give him a glance. He didn't know if he was getting closer or further.
As you finished, you gently set the paper down, looking at it for a second. Wringing your fingers, you felt empty now that you didn't have anything to do.
"I see ears... A tail... It looks like some kind of canine?"
"Canidae."
He perked up at your response, glad to get something for once.
"It's... A fox."
"I see."
Aizawa took a sip of his drink as he saw you idly flipping and folding the remnants of the leftover paper, before offering to you, "There's some books in my room. The shelf next to my work desk to the right of my bed," He shrugged, "I don't know if any will be to your suiting though, they're a little old."
As the timer for the kitchen went off, he saw you stand and walk off as he made his way into the kitchen.
Aizawa's room was about as empty as the rest of the house. A single bed that was hardly used, dark red blanket and black sheets. A work desk to the right of it, that extended so it fit in the corner, like an L.
Flipping through the few books he had on the shelf, you pulled out one with a light blue color you thought you recognized. It was an older book, but it was the autobiography of someone who lived through the first generation. They spoke of the horrors that they had to go through as the world was plunged into chaos and despair at the emergence of quirks. You were the 5th generation, with Aizawa being somewhere in between 4 and 5.
You frowned a bit as you saw it was bent, so someone had clearly folded the pages back around as they read (only one person it could be...).
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*As much as I love him, I hate the way he reads*
Ignoring it, you clutched the book to your chest as it was something familiar. Something you were able to recognize. It felt nice during all the new things being forced onto you.
You walked out back to the living room, not wanting Aizawa on your case about being in his room for too long. Although the logical part of your mind told you he genuinely didn't care about it, the emotional side held onto the fear that was born from each visit to your father's room in the past. It never seemed to diminish, no matter how much sensibility you threw at it.
Sitting down again, you opened the book to read as you did once in the past. It was clearly older than the version you had, the cover worn with creases and tears, the pages yellowing. On the inside of the cover was a small note scribbled in pen, but you just passed by it, eager to get to the story you knew of.
"Ah, now that's a classic."
You paused your search in order to look over at Aizawa, who was plating the food he had made. Noticing your attention was on him, he nudged his head in the direction of the book you held.
"I read that plenty when I was your age... Sometimes I'd have it on me to read when I took a break during missions."
Of all the books he had, you had to pick that one. The one his mother was always reading. The one gift from her he had actually kept after leaving. The one reminder he had of his youth...
It made him slightly uneasy... You reminded him of his mother in ways more than one. It was a childish way of thinking for a grown man, but it was the truth.
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Aizawa didn't let you go to bed that night without a brief lecture as to what your school-life would be like. He wanted to make sure you knew as much as you could, so you wouldn't be left in the dark anywhere. The last thing he needed was you getting overwhelmed and running off somewhere again.
"Using the measurements received from the tailor at the mall, I put in for your uniform a few days ago. I'll go get it for you in a second."
You nodded.
"I already got you everything you need. Your bag's hanging on the hook next to mine by the door. It has everything you need in it; writing supplies, notebooks, the textbooks for classes, all of it."
Glancing over at the wall by the door, you nodded. You couldn't see it, but you knew it was there. When you turned back, you saw Aizawa sliding a piece of paper over to you on the coffee table.
"Your schedule. It's a little different for everyone, but either way you'll have me as your homeroom teacher like everyone else. You met Hizashi not too long ago, he's the English teacher. As much as he jokes, you've still got to treat him with respect."
So much was being thrown your way all at once. You normally had no trouble holding onto large amounts of information, so you tried not to let it get to you.
"During my homeroom class we normally train by going over different scenarios and things like that. It's where your mind and body will be trained in order to learn to think and react like a hero-"
"I'd rather not..."
Aizawa sighed. He had a slight understanding at this point of your thought process. It was blurry, but it was a forming image.
"You don't have to be a hero if you don't want to. Nobody's going to force you. But with all you know, plus all your experience, it'd be beneficial for you to learn to hone your quirk better."
Your expression furrowed a bit, but you left it at that. There was a mutual understanding that arguing wouldn't get anywhere.
"Now as for your classmates..." Aizawa heaved a breath, not knowing where to even start. "They're a bit... They can be a little rambunctious at times. Don't let that discourage you though, they're quite smart and can hold themselves up pretty well." He smiled to himself slightly, thinking about it.
"Don't worry too much, you'll be in good hands."
Aizawa knew they'd love you.
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A/N:
And we're back once more! I wish everyone a successful New Year! Think of this as a little New Year's Gift ( ゚ᵕ゚)
That being said, I do apologize for being slow at writing! Between work and school, I'm pretty much kept busy 24/7, so I've been struggling to get some free time ꒰ ᐢ ◞‸◟ᐢ꒱
I'm working on Chapter 9 along with the other many requests I've gotten! I'm trying to get as much done as I can! ✌('∀-)-☆
I do have something to say to those still with me though:
Thank you for staying with me.
Wishing you all a lovely New Year, start safe and healthy for me please! 🌸(♡´ ꒳ `*♡)人(♡*´ ꒳ `♡)🌸
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*1 - I made out a whole quirk registration form online. Why? I have no clue. I think I'll post it when it's fully finished.
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bakubunny · 3 months
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will i probably make a longer fic….yeah. until then. i’ll put it here.
cw: shinso/shota/reader , a lil fauxcest, a lil daddy kink
your previous ask has my head spinning. it’s just something about shota taking care of his good girl while also trying to show his bratty successor how to fuck you properly. and yeah, i headcannon shin’ as more dominant, but put him around shota and he’s nothing but a mouthy nuisance just like katsuki.
“so noisy, aren’t ya…that’s what gets you off, fuckin’ a retired hero.” he’s grinning in your face, thumbing at your tears as sho’ is absolutely going to town on your poor pussy. skin clapping against skin echos around the room and you’re too fuzzy to even respond.
“too dumb to speak huh?”
“hitoshi,” shota’s voice, loud and clear as he slows his hips, “i’d pay attention if i were you, last i checked this was a learning moment.”
shinso rolled his eyes, maybe at the older man, definitely at the way you were pushing your hips back for more.
“you make it seem like i don’t know how to fuck her. it doesn’t take much to make her babble.”
shota nodded, reaching forward to grab a fistful of your hair, arching your back and making your stare directly at shinso.
“tell big brother shinso who fucks you the best, doll. who makes you feel good.”
he sent a painfully deep thrust into your core, making you cry out, “you! you do daddy!”
😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫okay i’ll shut up
hitoshi rolls his eyes even harder when he sees your legs start to shake yet again. the fifth time, to be exact. you must really be something pathetic, he thinks, if this old man can make you cum like a fucking whore with barely any work. he hasn’t fucked you yet, but if this was any indication, hitoshi guessed he’d have you falling apart on his cock in no time.
“…daddy, ‘m gonna-!”
“that’s it, honey. don’t stop. let it all out and don’t stop….”
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this took me out so fucking bad y’all. i’m not gonna recover.
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kiriskali · 4 months
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AN: This is a little something that I wrote way back and never did anything else with but.. it would be a shame for it to not be posted somewhere! I feel it has the potential for more... Please let me know if you are interested in reading more!
Mentioned: aizawa shouta x reader, shinso hitoshi, use of Y/N, pining, confusing power dynamics, reader is trapped in this castle but free to roam the grounds, aizawa is an immortal shadowy character but we only barely meet him here, adult implications but so far nothing too mature
Word count: 2k~
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It was quiet.
The crisp air settled around you as you breathed in the morning dew, fog creeping across the dense forest. Staring out into the trees, you relished in the stillness of the early morning and gripped the cup of tea in your hands a little tighter.
Today was the day. You knew it – felt that he would be back. You knew the others would know instantly as well. How long had it been? It didn’t really matter.
You were on his schedule.
Twisting in your nightgown, you grabbed your freshly inked journal from the iron garden table and slid it shut, heading inside to begin preparing for his return.
It was the first day of Autumn, you realized absent-mindedly, beginning to clean up the kitchen’s stray cups and plates. The kitchen had seen better days – echoes of the previous nights’ rowdy guests filled the rooms of the large, stately mansion. Plates of unfinished food and glasses of half-drunken liquor lined the bar. You set to cleaning the dishes right away, despite your state of undress, knowing good and well that no one would be up for hours. 
A small kitten, one of many, waddled its way into the doorway of the kitchen and mewled loudly.
“Alfie! What are you doing in here so early in the morning?” You teased as the little tuxedo kitten marched across the tile and mewled again, rubbing between your legs. You bent down, gently scratching behind his ears and considered checking the food bowl as the next priority when the small creak of a shoe sounded on the steps right outside the doorway.
“He’s lucky he’s walking right now after waking me from such a dead sleep,” said a wry voice from behind.
You jumped a bit out of surprise before turning towards the familiar but unexpected voice of none other than Hitoshi Shinsou. The dark bags under his eyes spoke volumes of the restlessness that plagued him at night.
“Hitoshi! I didn’t expect you to be up so early- ” you yelped, wrapping your kitchen apron around your legs. You backed up into the cabinets in your haste, somewhat haphazardly. “I was just cleaning up a little from…”
You trailed off as he yawned, sauntering towards you with those lazy eyes and a smirk. “Hmm.. don’t mind me, Y/N,” he nodded as he leaned forward and reached around you to grab a coffee mug from the cabinet above your head. “I’m not going to tell him you were walking around here half-naked when he shows up.”
A furious blush crept up to your ears as you skittered off to the side. You folded your silk house robe over the small slip of a t-shirt you slept in. You didn’t miss the way his eyes raked over you, and you couldn’t help but do the same, eyes trailing on his messy, sleep-ruffled hair. The way his rolled-up sleeves strained against toned arms, small alchemist markings peeking out from under the fabric. He was unfairly gorgeous. And your mind was racing to places it shouldn’t be.
You cleared your throat.
“Hah, yeah uh… about that, his arrival…”
 Something in your gut tensed.
“Do you think this time he’ll stay?”
The words rolled off your tongue before you realized what you were saying. Of course, he wouldn’t stay. He wouldn’t stay, and you would be stuck here. Tied to this castle, waiting for him.
Hitoshi knowingly looked up at you as he leaned against the counter, waiting for his black coffee to brew. The look in his eyes softened, though you knew he would never deign to voice whatever thoughts truly lurked behind those violet eyes. The look on his face said it all – he was holding something back.
“Y/N, you know he can’t. You know why we’re here.”
He gestured to the castle, the heavy stones lining the large fireplace, the stained glass overlooking the garden.
Your heart sank despite the expected answer. The violet-haired alchemist shrugged and took the mug in your hand, pouring out the stale, cold tea and placing it on the counter to fill up with warm coffee. He placed the now warm mug back in your hand, fingers grazing yours just slightly.
“Don’t think too hard about it. We’ll be here for you when he leaves again. Hell- ,” his eyebrows raised and he ran a hand through his wild locks. “You can call me anytime, you know… You could...”
“I know.” You chastise softly, holding a hand up, stopping him before he continued. He looked away, his mouth flatlining. You frowned. You hated being a burden to anyone, most of all your good friends.
“It’s okay.” Your reply came out in a whisper. You shut your eyes and silently thanked him for the coffee.
He was a good friend - and his silence spoke volumes. Hitoshi nodded respectfully before grabbing a chocolate chip muffin from the counter and striding out the back door.
You sighed and softly marched upstairs, Alfie following not far behind. You laughed to yourself at the thought of Alfie waking Hitoshi up from what was more than likely a 3-hour nap. The man never slept well, but one thing was for sure – cats seemed to be drawn to him like crazy. Cats had always been drawn to you as well.
Sir likes cats too, you thought to yourself, climbing up, up.. Maybe he would like to see the new kittens if he’s going to be home for a while.
Reaching the top of the stairway, you turned to the left and continued down the hall, trying not to look at the state of the living room from the railing. There was plenty of time to clean, you reminded yourself. You would do it later, after you put on something that wouldn’t start a fight with the only person with any power around here.
Your room was tucked into a corner of the house away from the others’ – he had put you in one of the best rooms for the view, knowing how much you loved to look out at the forest and write. The window opened to a small railing too, which allowed you to perch and look at the stars all night if need be.
Looking out the window now, you shivered at the thought of him arriving through that window on dark, cold nights, sinking into your bed, his scent on your sheets and his breath in your hair. Just like he had that first time.
You shook the thought from your head. After changing into appropriate attire, you set to clean up the mess that was last night’s party. It took you a few hours to clean the kitchen, while Mina, and Kaminari straightened up the dining room and the foyer, fed the horses, and dusted everything.
That was the agreement, after all. Stay here, work for him… and he would keep you safe. That was the agreement everyone who worked here had entered themselves into, one way or another. Even for those who were bound to this place, it had been for a reason. Yet, you still wondered how long the others had been here, doing this dance, bending to Sir’s every will while he worked on this curse. But your situation was different. Your time was limited, regardless…
What’s it like, you thought, to be immortal?
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Before you knew it, you were heading into the last room of the evening, the library and study. Your favorite room in the house besides your own. Sometimes you would sneak off into the library to hide from the others during the day; in here it was just the quiet, your mortal ass, and your books.
Mina was already dusting the shelves as you wandered in.
“Mina! Where were you all night?” you asked, looking up at her standing on a ladder with her pink hair and short little dress. You straightened some of the bobbles and bits on the writing desk, thinking about how upset he would be if he came home to anything less than perfect. The parties were for the staff, not him, and could go on as long as he didn’t have to be a part of it.
“Where do YOU think I was,” she quipped, laughing down at you.
You thought about how you hadn’t seen Kirishima at all this time around, despite the fact that he most definitely would have attended the party. You laughed and came to her side to hold the ladder.
“Oh, you~” you teased, poking her leg and nearly startling her enough to topple over. “When will you just ask him if Kirishima can move in too? It’s not like there aren’t enough rooms, this place is enormous…”
She sneered and kicked off the ladder. “Psh, you know Eijirou isn’t allowed to stay. Only for the weekend parties, I was told,” she replied, dropping her dust mop in a small bucket and turning for the hallway. “You know that.”
You did know that. This was not the first time this conversation had occurred between you and Mina. Kirishima wasn’t like the rest of the mansion’s inhabitants. He wasn’t immortal either… In fact, she was lucky to be able to see him at all.
“How come he gets to have all the fun around here, huh?” Mina whined. She turned and looked at you, her eyes bright with mischief. “YOU ask him for me. Please? You know he listens to you.”
Stepping back, you barked a laugh at the thought. “To me? Since when!”
“Oh c’mon Y/N, you KNOW he would if you asked!” She ran over, her little maid’s uniform bouncing with her pink curls. “Please, Y/N?” She clasped her hands together, pouting excessively with her glowing yellow eyes. “I’ll owe you one!” She grinned and batted her eyelashes.
Now that, you couldn’t pass up. Mina didn’t have much magic, but a favor was a favor. And it was also unnervingly hard to say no to your friend, who was finally getting a taste a freedom. At least someone had something good going for them.
“Okay, fine” you laugh, grabbing her hands and patting them. “I’ll try. But no promises.”
Mina squealed and leapt back, shouting a “thank you!” as she skipped down the hall to start putting away the cleaning supplies.
Sighing, you plopped into the green leather couch nearest the “Herbs and Remedies” section of the library and laid your head back, looking up at the ceiling. He should be here in a few hours. I should go clean myself up... I’ve been cleaning all day. You pictured the little red and black slip you purchased for the next time, laying out on your bed.
SWOOSH.
The evening air filled the room as the window flew open. Candles extinguished, darkness flooding into the room. A small peek of light from the setting sun shone through heavy curtains as a shadow passed in front, looming over the space.
“What’s the matter, princess? Didn’t expect me home so soon?”
A rush of panic, warmth, shock, hurt, even happiness welled up in your chest as the voice of your lover stepped into the room and stood in front of you. He looked – was that a new cut? – breathtaking.
You immediately jumped to take him into your arms, and he obliged, wrapping you in a tight embrace unlike any other. His arms felt so good that your body felt weak. His fingers caressed your cheek as silent tears escaped, the overwhelming feeling of his touch after what felt like ages of distance. Relief shuddered through you like a wave, crashing down as goosebumps lined your arms. You inhaled his scent and pressed into his broad chest, a weight lifting from your shoulders. He was home.
“Shouta,” you whispered, voice shaking. “Welcome back.”
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