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fukuemi · 2 years

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Hello! So I really don’t know if this is rude or not but I just recently went through another Fuyumi phase and rediscovered my love for your fic In Which the Todoroki Siblings Run Away. So if this is offensive please feel free to ignore me. But I just wanted to ask if the kiddos end up ok. Do they end up with the Midorya’s or Aizwa or maybe Rei? You wrote a powerful story and I love it so much it makes me bawl when I read it. I just feel like they need a happy ending. Thank you and hope you’re doing well!

hi! thank you so much for the love towards In Which the Todo Sibs Run Away, it really means a lot to know people actually still go back to that fic even years later! you're not being rude by asking (especially so politely!), i get being left in the middle of an abandoned story and wondering how it ends

first let me give a little extra info you didn't ask for lmao. i actually have the entire rest of the fic mostly outlined, but my interest in bnha as a whole and being a part of the fandom in particular tanked super hard about mid-2020 and only really recovered towards the very end of 2021, and even then i didn't get back into the fandom bc i don't trust it frankly

i might come back to iwttsra one day (pretty likely) but i'd be editing it very hard and rewriting most of it to make more sense/overall be more cohesive as a story instead of just a stream of consciousness type thing. it's ironically my magnum opus while also being my least favorite fic i've ever written lmao. in the past two years i've gotten better at actually outlining stories (i'd like to hope) and knowing my limits so we'll see where that leaves me when i get the energy to post my own writing again.

as for how the characters end up, in my original outline they all end up happy! there was meant to be a short custody trial arc, followed by an even shorter defamation trial arc, which culminated in endeavor being thrown in jail. rei would've moved in with inko, and all five kids were set to grow up happy and healthy and taken care of :) (they also got a cat, courtesy of aizawa, and they named him some stupid shit like super laser beam destroyer 2000 or something i don't remember but i do remember thinking it was hilarious)

thanks for the ask!! sorry for using it as a not-very-subtle excuse to explain what happened to the fic and stuff, hope this was a satisfactory answer :)

#ask #sorry for the late reply i barely ever check the notifs for this blog oops #capy writes shit #<- tagging this bc i feel like it fits #i guess i'll also be pinning this in case anyone from that fic decides to check out this blog and see wtf i've been doing for two years lol #the only bnha content i ever get is manga panels when they trend and when my beloved mutuals post it

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the1rthing · 3 years

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“Kitten~.”

Pairing: Aizawa X Male!Reader

Contents: Dom/Sub Dynamics, Pet names (Doll, Kitty, Kitten) , Daddy kink, Dom to Sub, Oral (giving), Dub-Con (Uses the word no without meaning it)

A/N: Bro, I’m not gonna lie this is my first time writing like, smut smut. So it isn’t gonna be great. But I was hornee and I can write a little so a dude had to what a dude had to do lol. I hope you enjoy ;]

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What lead up to this moment was mainly all a blur. One moment you were lazing about on your shared bed, watching whatever seemed to be interesting. Shows passed like minutes on the clock, the next moment Aizawa Shouta, your beloved husband came home. After his no doubt long, tedious, and painfully slow day? Sometimes he didn’t mind taking it upon himself to shove his length into your throat. Forcing you to choke and gag on it until you were crying and struggling to breath.

To him, he was venting out his frustrations of the day without talking about it directly. You both knew that Shouta wasn’t one to be good with words. So at times like these, he found his own ways of ‘self-expression’.

Sometimes it wouldn’t move beyond a quick blow job. Dissolving into cuddles and food, other times it would drag out until you were both too fucked out to move beyond eachothers arms.

Anyway you looked at it, teaching a class full of super powered teenagers with the self preservation of a piece of toast could never be easy.

With being a pro-hero, teaching, and the occasional patrol it was his job to keep a level head in all circumstances that he was met with. So whenever he would come home, he would greet you, and take a nice hot shower. But when he was able to keep his eyes open afterwards, it wasn’t uncommon to have a horny Aizawa on your hands. Today, was one of those days. Where he was frustrated and exhausted beyond words with the day, and all he needed was you. Midoriya broke a total of 3 bones, Bakugou blew up a desk, Mineta peered up 5 girls skirts and Ashido melted a vending machine. So when you turned to your tired lover and he began tying his hair up, staring you dead in the eyes as he did so. The only thing covering him a very loosely wrapped on towel, you knew exactly how your night would go.

The tip of his cock teased the back of your throat just enough for tears to well up in your eyes. Falling down your cheeks as you gripped your cock, somehow getting even more hard as you stroked it. Gripping it harshly, just as Shouta did to push you to the cusp of pure ecstasy that much faster. The hand locked into your hair tilted your head up while keeping up the steady rhythm, silently ordering you to look at him. Despite the order, you kept your eyes fixed on his lower stomach. Bratting out against him despite the possible repercussions you knew he wouldn’t mind enforcing.

So you were knelt before him as he sat on your shared bed. One hand holding a death grip in your hair, and the other propping himself up as he watches you swallow his cock eagerly. He chuckled before groaning again, fuck did you get better at this?

“G-good kitty, if I knew any better I’d assume you get off to suckin daddys co- ngh kitten. Slow down I’m gonna c-cum.” Of course, it wasn’t up to you how fast you moved. The tight grip he had on your hair meant his hips thrusting into your awaiting mouth were the ones who set the pace.

Shouta seeing this rebellion against his orders, tugged on your hair violently. Making you humm out a small groan, the vibrations sent through his cock could have made him cum right there and then. “Look at me kitten, look at what a fucking mess you made me.”

Finally you decided to comply. Allowing your eyes to trail from his stomach, toned through hours upon hours of training. To his chest, old bite marks sat as a reminder who he belonged to around each of his nipples, to his face.

A thin layer of sweat covered his figure, cause his messy tangled hair to stick to the frame of his forehead and cheeks. Pupils blown wide with a glossed over lust fill expression deepening the already dark color of them. His breathing irregular and changing with each bob of your head. It was cute... You knew that you were the only one that could make this like him. That fact brought you a sense of pride you rarely felt.

It felt right, it felt empowering, it felt good.

His hand loosening on your head while his eyes stared into your own. Shouta losing himself to the pleasure as his release approached. He was open and unsuspecting of anything to happen in this state, clearly it was up to you to prove him wrong right? Quickening the pase, you begun taking kitten licks at his head with the tip of your tongue. Only to wrap his cock whole with it the further it entered your mouth.

The thought alone switched something in your mind. You knew that you were going to some way, somehow, make him yours. Turn the tides, using and breaking him and make that pretty mind of his think about you and only you. Make him call your name like a broken record untill he can't even form words.

Yea... that would be nice. Now it was time to just wait until his guard slipped to make this pretty little kitten purr. Even if it meant you had to pretend to let him have the reins for now.

The build up of spit and pre-come making delicously lewd sounds that made Shoutas dick twitch. Perfectly accompanying the melody of Shoutas moans and grunts. The hand previously controlling your head went to help prop himself up as he stared down at you in a haze of love, lust, and passion.

His face flushed a adorable shade of pink, what were you doing? You were going to make him come so fast without him telling you too! Yet he didn’t stop you... Instead watching as you effortlessly glided up and down his length.

His cock twitched and his breath hitched as his groans grew louder and louder. He really was always so easy to read, poor baby~.

You chuckled, pulling your mouth off his cock and took both of your hands to rubbing his thighs. A little disappointed as the sudden stop halted your own orgasm, but that could wait. You could handle a little edging if it meant a little fun with your little kitten.

“Shouta... have you lost your manners? If you really think you can cum in my mouth that easily? Your wrong.” His eyes widened and his breath hitched in his throat.

“If you want me to suck your cock dry your going to have to beg.” he stared at your face, trying to read your expression. All he was met with were cold, jagged eyes and a intent to do whatever necessary to force him into submission.

“I.. I um.” He looked down. Avoiding your eyes in shame and embarrassment.

You sighed and stood up, causing you to tower over your husband sitting down on the bed who sat there confused and horny. The height difference only helping establish the dominant role you now possessed with a iron fist. You sat down onto his lap, straddling his waist with thighs on either side of his torso. Both of your cocks rubbed, causing you to bite back a moan at the sudden contact on your almost painfully hard erection.

You stared him down, intimidating sim just enough so he didn’t notice the hand circling his neck and reaching into his sweaty raven locks.

“What was that baby? I didn’t understand you.” You said with a mocking tone, a shit eating grin appearing oto your face.

He was trapped, and both of you knew it.

“I-I’m in control here, kitten.” He mumbled, his voice was whiny and barley audible. Your grin quickly disappeared as soon as it began, a annoyed grimace replacing it.

You sharply pulling at the back of his head, allowing You more access to his throat. You bent down and placed your plush lips to his pulse point.

“One last chance kitten.” Your warm breath danced over Shouta’s skin making him shudder. Despite the many years you had been together you had never failed to make his heart beat from his chest. He grumbled a wimpy ‘fuck you’ before he felt teeth sink into his neck. You pulled away just to go back into sucking hickeys into his neck. Shouta tried to remain silent, looking away as he bit his bottom lip nearly to the point of drawing blood to hold back moans so as to now encourage you.

“No. No please Y/N n-not that... I’ll be your good boy I swear! You can milk me dry please. You can fuck me like a good kitty I’ll do anything please...”

“Ugh, why must you be so stubborn baby. I don’t like punishing you y’know, but you make it so hard not to.” Punishing? That word made Shouta’s ear perk up as you slid off his lap. Walking over to the bedside table and digging through a drawer. Letting out a small ‘aha’ sound in victory as you seized whatever it was that you were looking for. Shouta tried to get a glace at what you had been so excited to find until you turned.

Making him freeze in place as his eyes widened at the object you held. A cock ring, the one who vibrated so fucking good. The one who teased him with it’s rapid pulses. Bringing him so close to his release then stealing it from him just as he tried to grab it. Edging him for hours on end, feeling so good, but never good enough.

You tutted in response and stepped towards him.

“Now now, if you just acted like a good boy..” Taking his chin in your hand you tilted him to make him look up at you “Maybe you would get to cum!”

The sickenly sweet, almost mocking, way you said the words as you reached down to grasp his cock with one hand, cock ring ready in the other made his heart race.

“Now, what's your color, doll?” Shouta gulped

“Green.. Master.”

That was exactly you wanted to hear, as you slipped it on placing it snuggly at his base. Causing Shouta to groan and suck in a breath at the friction. You wouldn’t turn it on yet, he earned that much at least. “Great, get on your back Sho. Let’s have some fun tonight~.”

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catacomb231 · 2 years

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Parental Figure|Dadzawa x Student! Reader (part One?)

A/N:So like, I haven't made an official cover for this cuz I've been obsessed with Dadzawa recently and wanna turn this into a series but idk. So.. lemme know if you want it to be a series or not. Even just one comment will do.

Sum:Aizawa has known for a while that your home life isn't the greatest, so he's just done all he could to make you comfortable at school. It's worked well but soon he learns something that ends up being the last straw.

To say that Aizawa was a role model to you was an understatement.

He was the father you never had!

Your parents divorced a few months ago and your mother gained custody of you. She hasn't physically hurt you yet, but she doesn't care for you a lot and sometimes verbally puts you down.

So when you're at school around your friends and teacher, they're like a real family!

And after Aizawa had gotten you to open up about it all, he glady started helping you out when needed. Like training one on one with you, giving extensions on assignments you didn't get finished, etc.

And some nights when you go home and your mother doesn't cook you any dinner, he allowed you to come to his house and he's make you some.

So yeah he was basically your new dad in your eyes! Especially since your old one was so crappy.

The reason why your mother doesn't cook you food and take care of you, is because she's too busy moping and crying and sometimes just can't get out of bed!

Almost every day, you come home to your mother still lying in bed, curtains closed, dark bedroom, still in her dirty pink bathroom and slippers with her unkept hair and puffy tired eyes, with soda cans littered all around her room.

Some days she's sitting on the couch of your apartment watching one of her soap operas while bawling her eyes out because her "husband left her" even though they both agreed to divorce!

The the VERY rare days, she actually makes you something small like a grilled cheese! But that only happened at least once every few months.

So it's no surprise that your mother doesn't notice when you come and leave. You could up and leave and not come back right now! But you haven't. Not YET at least.

So that's why you go over to Aizawa's house for food. And he's more than happy to take you in.

Today wasn't any different.

You've been home for about 2 hours now and you just finished your homework and studying for you math test. So you get up from your desk and leave your room, making your way to the living room.

As expected, your mother wasn't in the kitchen or on the couch. So she was in bed. So you just left your apartment, headed down the stars, and walked down the dusk filled streets to Aizawa's house. It was only a couple of blocks away from your apartment complex.

You knock on his door and soon opens it. "Hey kid. You're here a bit earlier. Dinner's not quite ready yet." He tells you ask he lets you in, closing the door behind you.

"Yeah but I finished all of my school work faster than normal. So I decided to just come early. Didn't have anything to do at my place anyway." You reply sitting down on the couch.

Aizawa just nods and headed back to the kitchen, while you sat on the couch and happily pet Aizawa's cat Sushi. (THAT'S RIGHT! SUSHI IS BACK Y'ALL!)

You loved it at Aizawa's house!

It was always so nice and quiet, different from your house where in the silence all you hear is your mother's sobbing. And Sushi is adorable! Plus Aizawa is pretty chill too and makes AMAZING FOOD!

"How's your mother?" He asks. He doesn't usually ask about your mother because talking about it may make you uncomfortable and it's pretty obvious what you'll say but still. "Eh, same as always. Lying in bed.

"I see." He replies and leaves it there.

The food is soon finished and you two sit down, eating. You happily scarf down all of the food. It was like heaven in my mouth.

You arrive back at my apartment and walk in, closing the door. Surprisingly you hear shuffling from the kitchen and You look up to see your mother! Up and out of bed, carrying a plate of canned heated up cinnamon rolls she probably got from the vending machine downstairs.

She looks at you, red puffy eyes with tired bags underneath meeting yours. "Where did you go?" She asks as she saw you walk in. "Oh, uh, studying with a friend." You lie to her. Luckily, she didn't question it any further and just sighed before shuffling back to her dark bedroom.

You sigh of relief. You didn't want to risk her forbidding you from going to Aizawa's house or something. You headed back to your room and head to sleep.

I sometimes wish Aizawa was my dad.

#mha #bnha #mha reader insert #fluff #mha oneshots #mha aizawa shota #mha aizawa x reader #mha aizawa x reader platonic #platonic #mha aizawa platonic #bnha aizwa x y/n #bnha aizawa x reader #bnha aizawa #aizawa platonic

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saudade-mayari · 3 years

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Getting Jealous

pairing/s: Shouta Aizawa x gn!reader

warnings: lime, minors dni

a/n: I did the S/O with a strong quirk here. Thank you for requesting nonnie!

Shouta isn’t the type to get jealous over petty things. He’s rational and believes in ‘logical ruse’ so when Shouta’s getting jealous you both know that it’s something beyond the line.

Shouta doesn’t really care as well when someone stares at your outfit. He believes in “Let them stare, they can’t touch you anyways.” +++ He’s also proud when you wear something that you are truly confident with

Not until this one grumpy morning with Shouta. He went overtime and covering Nemuri’s patrols due to personal reasons and he barely slept after that. You and Shouta went on a café you’re both regular in for some morning coffee

You persuaded Shouta to just sit on one of the chairs and wait for him since the poor prohero is tired. Shouta was watching you, admiring to be precise not until when this man starts to talk with you

At first it’s annoying, but Shouta trusts you of course. What annoys him is whenever the guy flirting with you stares with full fledge sensual gazes, but he never bothered calling him out since the guy could only stare

That’s until when the guy snaked his hands around your waist, traced and tugged off your hair in the most playful manner as possible and starts to shamelessly flirt with you at 6 in the morning. Shouta knows how uncomfortable you are considering that you’re so tensed

He’s calm yet deadly. He firmly yanked off the man’s hand away from you and pulls you closer to his chest. Shouta says no words and doesn’t create any unnecessary scene since he’s a prohero but the way he stares is more than enough

He’ll kiss your forehead while he intentionally stares at the guy. Grabs the coffee and finally says “C’mon we’re getting late, kitten.”

Driving to UA would mean you would have to stay at the parking lot for few minutes. The raven haired man would prolly kiss you as passionately as he can

Shouta loves to own you. He was never in denial in your relationship from the first place. He’ll put lovemarks all around his fav sensual place and tease you til the bell rings for UA’s flag ceremony

He’s a professional and understands the boundaries of work and love making so he’ll put marks around places that is not visible but enough to say that he’s yours and only yours

Man’s a master of edging so be prepared when Shouta whispers that you can’t sit in your office without thinking of him and his love marks

Coz’ it’s true and Shouta’s cocky about it, but he rewards good kitties for patiently waiting up til the end of work hours without planning something lecherous

Sike we plan something and get revenge for edging us AHAHAHA

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spinner-fan-boy · 2 years

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Daddy Aizwa AKA ERASER HEAD

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aan0201 · 3 years

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if 3baka were cats 1

You'll never touch cat!aizawa (unless you're hazashi or oboro XD

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #shoto aizawa #eraserhead #cat!aizwa #aizawa shouta

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broken-heroes-and-potatoes · 4 years

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❔✔️💭 for Gang Orca and/or Eraserhead please ♡

Thank you for the request, I’am really sorry if I didn’t do justice to Gang Orca, I think he’s a great character but it was a bit hard for me to imagine him in..that kind of situation (plus, I’m terrorized by sharks and orcas so thinking about his teeth *shiver)

Shota Aizawa

How to tell your muse is horny?

- Aizawa isn’t really vocal when it comes either to showing his affection or that he’s interested in more than just playing cards with you.

- If you’re in a public place, he won’t be too much demonstrative neither, but if you squint really hard, he’s even less patient than usual with a deeper frown on his face. (Yes. It’s possible.)

- Passes his hand on his neck frequently and rolls the tip of a lock of hair between his fingers while chewing on his bottom lip.

- If you’re at home, he won’t sugarcoat this and will go straight to pushing you against whatever surface you’re next to, kissing your neck and whispering to you how much he wants you right now.

Which things do they enjoy, especially when having sex?

- Aizawa has always his neck covered, whether with his hair or scarf to the point he even forgets himself how sensitive this little area is. Blow on it, lick it, kiss it, suck, bite, anything really and it’ll drive him crazy, especially if you do it when he’s close to climax. He would make you pay for such low-blow though’

- Listening to your shighs and moans. He wouldn’t appreciate a too loud partner but hearing your voice crack when you whine his name because of what he’s doing to you, is what gets him going and he won’t be able to hide a cocky smirk

- Having you fully naked, he doesn’t mind doing it half clothed himself, but he wants to be able to touch your skin no matter when he grops.

Which sexual desire are they too embarrassed about to tell anyone? And in which situation would it be obvious enough to show?

- Aizawa is a pretty secret man, even more when it comes to his private and sexual life so, in general, he won’t share the slightlest of what he likes/ happens in the bedroom (or in any room you happen to be when he’s in the mood) with anyone.

- It’s something he isn’t aware of, or at least, he doesn’t realize it until you point it out, which could whether embarass him a bit and he’ll deny it, whether make you pay for this and punish you.

- Behind his stern and stiff facade Aizawa is a really a lovely and attentive boyfriend. He loves hours of cuddle, saying sweet nothings to each other and smooth naps between your arms..

- .. But as soon as he enters a horny mood, goodbye suave eyes, light touches, and welcome lewd and intense stares following you like a prey until he would be close enough to pounce on you.

- Aizawa tends to assert his domination over his partner between the sheets. He’s always in charge, or if you are at the beginning, it’s not for long before he takes the lead.

- Which includes, edging, slight bonds and some pleas with your lovely voice like a cherry on top.

- So, if you show him a single submissive attitude even if it has nothing to do with sex, the beast will take over and be prepared, because he will keep that in mind until your next meeting.

Gang Orca

How to tell your muse is horny?

- Even if he’s a confident man, Gang Orca is a bashful and a bit shy when it comes to being intimate with his partner so whether in public or behind closed doors, he won’t clearly make you understand he’s in for a round.

- He taps his middle finger on his palm and has restless leg syndrom

- Stops listening to everything around him because he’s too focused on hiding where his mind wanders.

- If it’s just the two of you, he would let his hand on your knees, rubbing his nose against your neck hoping you’ll get the hint.

- If you don’t or if you don’t make a move, he won’t be pushy and put his need aside until you’re coming to him.

Which things do they enjoy, especially when having sex?

- Reassuring words, he doesn’t seem like it because that guy is just 6’6 tall and he’s seems so scary but he definitely needs some sweet words during intercourses. He needs to hear you say you love him, you want him and that he’s doing fine.

- Propose him a shower sex and he’s on cloud, trust me, it would be way better for him, but also for you.

- This guy has heightened senses, everything you’ll do to him is increased tenfold so go ahead, don’t deprive yourself and reveal the desire he tries so hard to hide and control.

Which sexual desire are they too embarrassed about to tell anyone? And in which situation would it be obvious enough to show?

- Praise kink. On both side.

- It arouses and unleashes him to voice out loud every single thing he finds beautiful about you, whether about your physical traits, about the things you do, or the way you make him feel

- The same goes other way, he loves it when you praise him and boost his ego because he needs it from time to time, it’s tiresome sometimes to be taken for a villain everytime he opens his mouth. Go ahead, kiss his nose and make him blush.

- And so.. he jiggles, wiggles and fidgets when you compliment him in little whispers while fluttering your eyelashes, stars in your eyes.. on purpose or not.

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shikisaido · 3 years

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I like this Aizawa cat.^ↀᴥↀ^

I'm glad that both of them are active in the anime.

#mha #bnha #my hero academia #heroaca #bokuno hero academia #mha aizawa #bnha aizwa #shouta aizawa #aizawa shouta #aizawa sensei #eraserhead #mha shinsou #bnha shinsou #shinsou hitoshi #僕のヒーローアカデミア #ヒロアカ #相澤消太 #心操人使

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schrijverr · 3 years

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Cried Out

When Hizashi accidentally uses his quirk after he gets startled, he retreats back into his shell, afraid to use his voice at all. Luckily Shota is there for him.

On AO3.

Ships: EraserMic

Warnings: self-loathing

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Present Mic was loud – Hizashi was loud – that was just a fact.

However, he hadn’t always been loud. As much as he yelled and talked now, there had been a time when Hizashi was scared to whisper, not to mention talk. He had gotten over it before he applied for UA, but his friends had known about it and sometimes he wasn’t in the mood to talk and they respected it.

Neither would mention how those days usually were after he’d lost control of his quirk or had been working intensively with it.

But that hadn’t happened in years. Shota grew up alongside Hizashi, they got better, went professional, even stepping side by side into the teaching position at UA. They knew each other and Shota was so proud of how far his friend, his beloved had come.

Sadly, just because something hadn’t happened in years, didn’t mean it could never come and rear its ugly head again.

It happened on a normal Thursday.

Hizashi had been walking towards the teachers lounge after school, completely unaware that there were still students in the building. The dorm system hadn’t been in place long andno one was fully used to the students being there full-time.

So when the door suddenly swung open and nearly hit him, he didn’t just jump from nearly being hit, but also from the human shape in the hallway. He couldn't help it, it startled him. It startled him so badly in fact that it ripped a scream from his throat.

A quirked up scream.

He could only watched, horrified, as the loud vibrations made it through the hallway, hitting the student who had been standing just a few feet away, head on.

Once the scream had left his mouth completely, he rushed forwards to the student frantically. He was about to ask if the kid was alright when he remembered what his voice had done, so he just quietly checked him over.

It was Bakugo.

Fuck.

He was a strong teen, sure, but still a teen. Not to mention a teen who had recently been kidnapped, so it wouldn’t be strange if was still a bit on edge. For him to be accidentally attacked by a teacher, probably wasn’t the best.

“Present Mic?” he asked confused and why wouldn’t he be confused? Hizashi was supposed to protect him, not attack him, he thought a bit hysterical.

Hizashi didn’t react, just held out a hand to haul him up and giving him concerned eyes. Bakugo let himself be pulled to his feet, still sending Hizashi weird looks as he asked: “Oi, are you okay?”

He replied with a curt nod and a tight smile, before leading him to Recovery Girl, wanting to make sure his attack hadn’t caused permanent damage. He was surprised the kid was still standing much less talking to him after it, honestly.

Recovery Girl raised a brow when they came in, only to frown when Hizashi didn’t say anything and Bakugo had to explain: “I think there’s something wrong with Present Mic.”

At that Hizashi shook his head and gestured to Bakugo that the kid was the one who needed to be checked over, not him.

“What happened?” Recovery Girl asked.

Bakugo had realized Hizashi wasn’t about to talk, so he answered: “I accidentally scared him when I left the classroom, he screamed, then got all weird and quiet.”

It dawned on Recovery Girl what must have happened and she asked: “When he screamed, did he use his quirk? Can you hear okay?”

“I can hear fine,” Bakugo frowned.

Hizashi slumped in relief, he was glad Bakugo was fine even if he didn’t understand how. Recovery Girl also seemed surprised but glad to hear it. She still wanted to make sure, so she said: “That’s good to hear. I still want to check, just in case, so take a seat. Yamada, go get Aizawa, it’s his student,” and your comfort, she didn’t add out loud.

Quickly nodding, Hizashi left, practically running to get Shota.

He found him taking a nap on the couch in the teachers lounge and he quickly shook him awake, a fond smile gracing his face when he blinked slowly. That smile fell away, when Shota asked: “Wha? Hizashi?”

Shota saw Hizashi’s expression and sat up, frowning: “What happened? Is everyone okay?”

Hizashi shrugged helplessly. Recovery Girl had said Bakugo was alright, but she still wanted to check and she had send for Shota, so maybe it wasn’t okay and it would be his fault.

“Hizashi?” Shota asked again.

He pointed at the door and tugged at Shota’s hand, feeling even more bad and guilty when worry appeared in those beautiful black eyes. But he couldn't talk, he couldn't risk hurting Shota or anyone else for that matter.

“Lead the way,” Shota told him, leaving his sleeping bag behind. If it rendered his husband speechless then it must be bad, fuck.

The feeling of dread creeped up even more on Shota when Hizashi took him to Recovery Girl’s office and gestured for him to go inside. He frowned and asked him: “You’re not coming with me?”

Hizashi shook his head, he wasn’t about to go into a room with more people that he could hurt or hurt again. He hated that he didn’t have anything to write with on him and that he’d never told Shota about it.

Sure the other knew, but he hadn’t said that he used to carry around a notebook and pen everywhere just in case. He was regretting that now, but it had seemed logical at the time.

As an awkward teen he hadn’t wanted the cool boy in his class to know he had so little control as a child and by the time it would be something he mentioned, it was no longer truly relevant and Hizashi had been glad to toss it into oblivion.

Until now.

Now he cursed himself as he paced up and down the hall while Shota went in to check on Bakugo and hear what Hizashi had done.

After a few nerve wrecking minutes Bakugo came out of the office, looking at his stressed out teacher and greeting him: “Hello, Present Mic.”

Hizashi smiled at him, but didn’t react. Bakugo rolled his eyes and looked away, before he put his hands in his pockets and scowled: “The old lady told me to tell you I’m fine and to stop worrying. Don’t be weird tomorrow.”

Then the teen walked off and Hizashi watched him go. He was glad the kid was fine, but he hated how he couldn't even comfort him or tell him he was fine. He also hated that he was terrified that he had to be in front of the class tomorrow.

How could he stand there and talk, knowing that a misstep could incapacitate the new generation of heroes? How would the school explain that to their parents? Or the press?

He hadn’t realized how focused he was on panicking until a hand on his shoulder startled him. He gasped then quickly slapped his hands before his mouth before any sound could come out.

“Already thought that was the problem,” Shota sighed.

Hizashi tried to swallow away the tears that built up when he heard his husband sound- well, he sounded disappointed or maybe more sad. At least negative and Hizashi had put that tone there in his nice gruff voice.

“Recovery Girl said you lost control,” Shota said and Hizashi wished he would forget, “But Bakugo is fine. With his explosive quirk, he has a natural protection against sounds and you didn’t use your quirk at full volume. He’s fine.”

No, he isn’t fine, he got lucky. Any other student and Hizashi would have been responsible for a lifelong injury.

“Can you talk to me, Hizashi?” Shota asked, voice soft and careful.

Hizashi shook his head.

“You’re too strung up right now, lets go to home and get you some tea,” Shota suggested, taking Hizashi’s hand and intertwining their fingers.

The contact was a balm on his worries and Hizashi held on like it was a lifeline as Shota lead them to the teachers dorms that had been instated along with the dorms for the students.

In their apartment, he sat Hizashi down on the couch and went to make tea while Hizashi stared at the table and tried to fight off the uneasy feeling coming from all sides.

Why did he get his license if he didn’t even have control?

How could he justify being a teacher when he had done that?

What would happen now?

He should stop being a teacher. He was dangerous.

“Hey, no attacking my husband,” Shota broke him out his thoughts as he held out a cup of tea.

Hizashi gladly took it and sipped, trying not to meet the eyes Shota was attempting to interlock. He knew his behavior wasn’t helping, but he was steeping guilt and fine to wallow in the feeling and not interact with anyone until he felt safe to do so.

“Can you look at me, dear?” Shota asked, petname perking Hizashi’s attention.

Cautiously Hizashi did, preparing to see disappointment and anger, despite the gentle voice. Instead he found a soft look and floating hair as Shota erased his quirk: “Talk to me, please.”

Relief flooded through Hizashi’s, he couldn't believehe hadn’t thought of that, and the tears that had been building slipped out of his eyes along with loud sobs. Shota rubbed his shoulder, softly telling him when he blinked so that Hizashi could hold the sob for a second.

When all the tears he had in him were spilled, he collapsed against Shota, who wrapped his arms around him and kissed his forehead.

“Want to tell me why this set you off? I know you had your quiet days, but I haven’t seen you cry about them like this since-” Shota cut himself off, but both knew what, or whom he had been referring to.

“I’m dangerous,” Hizashi whispered.

“You? Dangerous?” Shota sounded genuinely surprised, “Never. You’re the most caring and lovable guy I know. You’re the furthest from dangerous, Hizashi.”

“I attacked a student who hasjust been kidnapped, Shota,” Hizashi was trying to mix quiet and forceful, “I don’t have control. If it was anyone else, they would be permanently deaf. I- I shouldn’t be near people.”

“I would be upset with you if you weren’t near me,” Shota confessed.

“But you can erase my quirk, you can incapacitate me,” Hizashi countered, “The students can’t do that, they’re vul-”

Hizashi cut himself off when he saw Shota’s hair come down and he glared at his husband.

“Sorry, had to blink,” Shota apologized, not sounding that sorry for cutting of the self-loathing rant,“And I’m not scared of you. You aren’t dangerous, Hizashi, you’re tired. We all are. The world is different and we’re all working overtime. It was an accident.”

It was clear he was waiting for Hizashi to respond, but Hizashi wasn’t saying anything with his quirk still there.

Shota sighed when he realized and erased Hizashi’s quirk.

“I don’t care if it was an accident,” Hizashi frowned, “It was dangerous and I could have hurt someone. I’m no hero if my slip ups because I’m tired cause harm. UA is dealing with enough backlash as it is, we can’t afford my slip ups to createmore distrust. I’m resigning. I shouldn’t be allowed to use my quirk in pub-”

Again he cut himself off, because Shota stopped erasing his quirk. He shot him a glare that he hoped conveyed: you did that on purpose.

It did.

“Yeah, fuck that, I’m not sitting here and listening to you spouting bullshit, Hizashi. UA needs you, now more than ever. You’re a great and trustworthy asset and we already don’t have enough of that as it stands. We can’t loose you here, the students can’t loose you here.”

Hizashi rolled his eyes, but he was a bit touched, though not enough to be convinced.

Shota noticed and went on: “And what will you do when you resign? Go back to our apartment in the city? Not see me ever? Or come back to the dorms and be a ‘risk’ anyways? I don’t know if I can do that, Hizashi. I don’t know I would survive without you here.”

That hit home for Hizashi. Shota always tried to be independent and uncaring, but Hizashi knew better, of course he did. He had been there for all Shota’s lows. It was just rather unique for him to admit that he needed help from time to time.

But he had, he had admitted it. For him.Hizashi had been so wrapped up in himself, he hadn’t even thought about Shota.

Guilt bubbled up again and silent tears fell out of his eyes.

Shota wrapped him up in his arms again and shushed him soothingly. Hizashi wanted to tell him it should be the other way around. He should be comforting Shota, but it was hard to do that right now and his husband’s muscular chest felt safe.

“Please don’t go?” Shota asked, voice breaking.

Hizashi shook his head adamantly and held on tighter to Shota to show he wasn’t going anywhere. When Shota informed him he was erasing his quirk, he quickly said: “Never. I’m not going, darling. I’m right here, sorry, sorry, I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay, just stay, it’s going to be okay,” Shota said, “Just take tomorrow off, rest. You need it. I’m sure Nezu would understand.”

He nodded into Shota’s chest and held on. He wasn’t ready to talk yet, wasn’t ready to be loud, but Shota had always understood that. He would be safe here, until he was ready to face the world with a smile and a yell.

#RR writing #bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #erasermic #yamada hizashi #present mic #aizawa shouta #eraser head #eraser head x present mic #yamada hizashi x aizwa shouta #aizawa shota #recovery girl #bakugo katsuki #tw: self esteem issues #tw: self deprecation

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erza-haninozuka · 3 years

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Goddes

Characters: Shota Aizawa x Female Reader

Word: 1,950

Warnings: Lemons, some of that good good.

A/N: Today’s fic was inspired by a song by my favorite artist/band. Normally I have trouble picking favorites, but Avril will always be one of my favorite artists. So please enjoy!

You were sitting in your shared apartment, tissue box on stand by and dressed in your favorite pajamas as your eyes were glued to the tv.

It was your only source of light for the small living area and the audio was turned low. You were still able to hear their voices as you watched the scenes unfold before you.

The sound of the lock clicked before the door opened up with your boyfriend looking tired as ever. There was a small thump as he managed to carefully kick off his shoes.

His feet practically dragged as he made his way in, shutting the door and locking it, not having paid you any mind yet.

“Sorry, the meeting ran a little longer than I expected,” He said, turning and finally taking in your appearance.

The glow from the tv somehow accentuating the features of your face, making you even more beautiful to him than you already were.

He could tell in just a split second that what you were watching had made you cry prior, the box sitting on the mall table before you and the trash can at its side.

You looked at him, brows slowly furrowing as he just stood there looking right back at you.

“Is something wrong?”

“Far from it actually,” Shota spoke. He closed the distance, sitting on the loveseat beside you, and capturing your lips for a kiss. “Damn, how did I get so lucky?”

“I feel like I’m the one who should be saying that, Shota.”

He chuckled lowly, “Then we’re just lucky to have each other.” He gave you another kiss, enjoying the taste of root beer on your lips. “Look so damn beautiful.”

You smiled, chuckling lowly as you shook your head, “I’m literally just in my pajamas. I’m sure my eyes are still a bit puffy from crying and I have no makeup on.”

He scoffed, “And that’s a reason to not be beautiful. Baby,” he cupped your face in his hands. “You are still beautiful to me. This, how you look right now, is just who you are. I find you so fucking beautiful, and you don’t need clothes or makeup to change that. Beautiful inside and out. I mean, I love to see you feel confident when you do look dolled up, but even when you aren’t, you are still just an angel to me.”

You smiled, enjoying the affirmations he was so freely handing out as you kissed him again, wrapping your arms around him.

Shota’s hands left your face and he adjusted slightly, his muscles twitching underneath your grasp as he effortlessly lifted you from the couch.

“Don’t drop me!”

“I wouldn’t dream of it, Kitty Cat.”

You shivered, his pupils darkening as he carried you to the bedroom. He kicked the door closed before laying you onto the bed. The comforter billowed out from the sudden weight.

You chuckled softly, his hair gently tickling your face as it fell off his shoulders.

He reached for a nearby hair tie sitting on the bedside table, straightening up and pulling his hair into a ponytail.

Normally he’d let his hair tickle at your skin or allow you to grasp it in your hands to pull gently, but tonight he wanted it pulled away.

He didn’t want any sort of distraction to trail on your skin, or for groans to erupt from him by the pleasure of you tugging at his hair the way he liked.

He leaned back down to you, lips pressing to both cheeks before finally kissing down one side of your neck. His facial hair scratched at your skin as he gently bit into your flesh, pulling low moans from you.

His hands snaked up, rubbing your sides before pushing your shirt over your breasts. His hands massaged gently, pinching the pert nipple between his fingers as he kissed on your neck before trailing down to your clavicle. His tongue swiped across the skin, making you shiver in his hold.

You watched as he pulled away, gripping your hands and pulling you up, face mere inches from his with his eyes completely blown with lust. His hands gripped at the soft cotton fabric, pulling it the rest of the way off your body. Shota’s hands went back to your exposed skin, running them along your arms to smooth out your goosebumps.

You captured him in another kiss, laying back and pulling him with you. Your fingers trailed down to the zipper on his hero suit, pulling it down to expose the black v neck tee he wore underneath.

He sat back, pushing the fabric down his arms before reaching down and yanking his shirt off, tossing it to the floor on top of yours.

Your hands ran along his abs and chest, not minding the scars that decorated his body from hero work.

He flashed you a smirk before placing kisses all over your exposed torso, gently biting and sucking on your nipples in the process, leaving you writhing underneath him and whining.

Your face flushed as he moved even further, paying attention to all the curves of your exposed skin, giving extra love to the stretch marks you had in certain places on your body before his lips met at your hip.

He was careful to pull down your shorts and underwear. His hands came back up after spreading your legs, cupping your ass in each hand as he lowered himself.

Again he placed kisses to the newly exposed skin, giving attention to your thighs.

He gently bit into your inner thigh, making your face flush even more as you squirmed in his hold, a small orgasm tearing through your body from it.

You could feel him smirking into your skin with satisfaction before he licked up your folds and flicking his tongue over your sensitive bud.

Your hands gripped tightly into the comforter, a soft moan falling from your kissed swollen lips.

He sucked gently, squeezing your ass in his hands.

“Shota please,” you begged out into the silence of the room.

“Not yet, Kitty Cat. Just be patient for me,” he grumbled into your flesh.

The vibrations made you jolt slightly before he dove his tongue into your slicked folds. He moaned, thrusting his tongue in the way you loved.

He was driving you mad with just his lips alone, leaving you a moaning, begging mess.

You knew he was nowhere close to being done with you when he finally pushed a finger into you. He pumped it slowly as he placed more kisses to your thighs.

Shota slowly pushed in a second finger, pumping them even faster than before. The sounds of your juices squelching as his tongue pressed against your clit.

“Fuck, Shota!”

He groaned, the feeling of you clenching on his fingers going straight to his cock.

Shota pulled his fingers away when he felt your orgasm die down, moaning as he sucked his fingers clean before straightening up again. He pushed his hero suit off the rest of the way, the fabric taking his socks with.

You could see his cock straining underneath the fabric of his boxers, a small dark spot from the precum that leaked out.

His member sprang free when he pushed his boxers off, kicking them to join the pile of clothes before coming down to meet your lips for another kiss.

“Shota please…”

Instead of giving any type of verbal response, he lined up, first gently running the head of his cock through your slick folds before pushing in slowly.

He groaned at the feeling of your wet cunt taking him in, stretching around him in the most delicious way.

Before he could make sure you were good, you were already rolling your hips and deepening the kiss.

His hands quickly came down and pinned your body further into the bed, “Hold on there Kitty Cat.”

You whimpered underneath him making him chuckle softly.

“Such a fucking eager Kitten. Want my milk that badly?”

“God yes, fucking breed me Shota. Fill me up.”

He groaned and kissed you, thrusting slowly.

Each slow drag of his cock had you begging for more- for him to just let go and pound away any frustrations he had today into your willing pussy.

But he kept his thrusts slow and deep. He was so tender and gentle with you, driving you mad.

He could tell as his cock brushed your sweet spot with each thrust, was bringing you slowly and closer to the edge.

You were barely hanging on as he angled himself, driving right into the spot you so needed to send you right over the edge.

His moans mixed with yours as your walls fluttered around him. The feeling of you driving him into the need of his own release.

He sat back and adjusted your legs, holding them close to his chest as he began to pound into you.

You cried out loudly as he pushed his cock into you roughly and repeatedly.

The new position left you tighter around him, the look of pleasure on your face sending him close to his own cliff.

“Fucking cum with me,” he ordered.

He drove his cock deeply into your sweet spot as he reached down and rubbed your clit, not minding one of your legs falling to the side away from his chest.

He felt as your orgasm hit like a tidal wave, stronger than the ones before and pulling his own from him.

He fell from the edge, spilling hot, thick ropes of his seed into you and coating your fluttering walls.

Shota groaned, feeling the aftershocks of your orgasm as your legs began to tremble, releasing the other leg he was holding onto.

Once he was sure everything was loaded into you, he carefully pulled out. He watched as some of his cum spilled down, mixed with your own juices.

Shota quickly got up, having to catch his balance before grabbing a washcloth. He dampened it for you and gently cleaned you up, being mindful to only clean up what spilled out.

After you were taken care of he cleaned himself up before collapsing into the bed beside you, your warm chest becoming his pillow as he wrapped his arms around you, keeping you close.

You smiled and carefully freed his ebony locks from his hair tie, watching as it splayed across his skin. You carefully massaged his scalp, feeling his body fully relax next to you before he began to doze off.

Sleep had finally caught up to the man after suffering from a lack of sleep for the past few days due to work.

You carefully placed a kiss to his head, mind reeling back to when the two of you met.

Neither of you were looking for any kind of relationship, much less a serious one. But it took you by surprise by just how much you needed the other.

Shota had been used to other heroes suffering from guilt and mental illnesses. He knew they all understood the pain he constantly carried around, but they freely talked about it and even sought out therapy. He chose to bottle it up and even on occasion run from his feelings. But you seemed to completely understand, carrying around your own baggage that you chose to ignore on occasion.

There was comfort in the conversation you two held. There was something you both offered the other.

Those days melted into weeks and into months. And you were pretty damn sure there was no other man in the world who would make you feel as loved and treasured as Shota Aizawa could.

To him, you felt like his world- a fucking goddess.

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astryelle · 4 years

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panyate · 4 years

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IN THE NAME OF ALL MIGHT

If you use my drawing please credit me

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catacomb231 · 2 years

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Kitty|Aizawa x Adult! F! Reader PART FIVE

A/N:Not exactly sure what part it is but whatever.

Sum:Aizawa finds out you were kidnapped by villains and goes to rescue you!

Part Four

Aizawa was frantic, flying around the city with his scarf in the search for you.

He knew the police and other pros were looking too, but you were his girlfriend!! AND his soon-to-be daughter! He needed to find you!

But where could she be?? Where would they take her??

That's when, while he's crouching on a rooftop looking out at the city, his phone rings. He pulls it out of his pocket and his eyes widen as he sees it was YOU who was calling him. He picks it up and bring it to his ear. "Y/N?? Y/N are you okay?!" He asks.

"I'm sorry but she can't come to the phone right now. Not until I make my demands!" A male voice replies over the other side. "I won't listen until I hear she's okay!" Aizawa tells him, his voice a growl. He hears the man sigh on the phone but it goes silent until he hears a familiar voice.

"Shota?"

"Y/N!"

"I'm okay but they're holding me ransom! Don't listen to them! I'M IN HOSU-" You begin to yell through the phone but the man hangs up and Aizawa heard beeping.

Dang it! But she's somewhere in Hosu.. not too far from here! He thinks to himself as he hangs up and puts his phone away.

He then goes back to flying around town, heading to Hosu.

Meanwhile with you, you're tied up on a chair in a big abandoned warehouse. One of your kidnappers was a feet away with his phone to his ear, and another wouldn't take his eyes off you.

Please hurry Shota. For me and Maimi. You think to yourself as you grabbed on to the rope that was tied around your hands.

If all else fails, I will bust out of here myself.

"Ugh! He isn't picking up anymore!" The thug on his phone tells the one watching you. "Don't worry. It's probably for the best. Otherwise he'll figure out where we are. Besides, if he finds us in person, we'll have better negotiating methods." The one watching you told the first one.

Soon, a loud crash is hear, and everyone's attention looks over to see none other than Aizawa. Aizawa immediately started attacking one of the guys without giving him a chance to speak.

Perfect timing! You thought to yourself as you activated your quirk. You produce a red looking dust on the rope and the rope soon was caught on fire, burning off and freeing you. As the other villain looked over to deal with you, you produced white looking sand and threw it into his eyes while yelling "Blindness!"

He screams in pain as he rubs them. But when he opened his eyes, he was still in complete darkness. "Help! I can't see!" He yells but is soon kicked in the crotch and then kicked in the head but you, knocking him out. You sigh of relief before turning to see your boyfriend had already beaten the other one and tied him up.

Aizawa then looks at you and the two of you run over and embrace in a hug. "I'm so glad I found you." Aizawa mutters into your shoulder. "I'm glad too.." you reply.

You guys got the villains out to the front where the police were and the police took them away. After that, one of the cops gave you and Aizawa a ride back home and by the time you both plop down on the couch, you're EXHAUSTED! And it was only 4:36 PM.

"That was not fun at all. That was tiring." You comment as you laid your head on Aizawa's shoulder as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and his other arm gently rubbed your belly.

"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you and Maimi.." Aizawa apologizes. "No, it's okay. It isn't your fault."

"Yes it is!"

"No it's not. Besides, we're okay now." You reassure him, giving him a kiss on his cheek.

"Alright. Class dismissed." Aizawa says to his class and leaves the room once the bell rings. He walks down the hall to the teacher's lounge and goes in, being greeted by Mic.

But then Aizawa's phone started to buzz so he pulls it out of his pocket to see you were calling. He picks it up but your voice yelled through the phone before he could even open his mouth.

"SHOTA!!! THE BABY IS COMING!!"

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