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Pairing: Aizawa × GN!Reader • Words: 1,6 K

Summary: A haircut tale

Tags: slice-of-life, cute, fluffy, romantic stuff

CW: none worth mentioning. SFW

The apartment was cloaked in the cozy ambiance of evening, the soft glow of lamps casting warm pockets of light in the living room. As the door creaked open, announcing Aizawa's return, the air seemed to shift with expectancy.

It wasn't the kind of anticipation that made a person’s heart leap. Instead it felt more like the sort of expectation that came from people waiting for their loved ones to get home at regular basis for weeks on end, filled with both excitement and anxiety bubbling up inside.

Even after years of marriage, you still had butterflies for him whenever he entered the room you were in.

"I'm back," Aizawa's gravelly, deep voice resonated through the space, carrying the weight of a taxing day. He unburdened himself of his shoes and bag, the fatigue etched on his features. The journey down the building's hallway felt like a gradual shedding of the day's strain.

"Hey, Sho, welcome back!" You called from the kitchen, your voice a gentle melody amid the quiet that once reigned in the place. "Long day?" You asked, your eyes landing on his tense figure.

He nodded, pausing at the kitchen's doorway before offering a small smile. "Yeah, you could say that."

The smell of cooking food wafted towards him as his gaze swept over the room. The counter was covered in various ingredients, some in the middle of the cooking process and others just sitting there in piles, ready to be added to the mix when needed.

"Did everything go well today?" You asked, turning around from the stove to greet him properly with a kiss on the cheek. He returned it affectionately, leaning against your body for comfort and security, but only for the briefest moments before pulling back to take a look at you.

"Yep," he responded, the same way he always did every time. He was never one for long talks or unnecessary details about his day, preferring instead to focus his attention on how you were doing instead.

"How are you feeling today? Anything interesting happened while I was gone?" He questioned, reluctantly pulling away from your welcoming embrace to remove his binding cloth from around his neck.

"I'm feeling alright." You answered truthfully before proceeding with a small shrug. "And not really. The highest point of my day was going grocery shopping. It was a tiring work though, so I didn't do much after that."

"Ah, right," the hero nodded knowingly, his cloth now hanging around one of his arms. "Next time you go grocery shopping, remember that I have to be there too." Aizawa reached out his free arm and gently pulled you into another tight hug.

Your arms wrapped around his torso in return, your face pressed against his chest. "And put even more tasks on your overly busy day? No way." Your tone was playful, but there was an undertone of concern that Aizawa picked up on instantly.

"If anything, I should be the one getting all the chores done on this end, since you're not here as much as I am. I don't want you working yourself too hard," you protested.

His head rested on top of yours, his hair tickling your skin lightly. "Still, I'd rather it be me than you," he said firmly. "Besides, it makes me feel bad knowing I'm making it so hard on you due to my workload."

You sighed fondly. "You know I wouldn't mind helping out if I could." You stated, hoping to make it clear to him that you didn't mind. But there was nothing else you could say to change his mind, so you simply agreed with him with a small pout.

You carefully untangled yourself from his tight but gentle grip, searching for his eyes. "C'mon, sexy, go wash off the sweat and dirt that's clinging to your face. Dinner is gonna be ready soon," you told him with a soft voice.

He let out a tiny chuckle before walking towards the bathroom, a fond, small smile adorning his lips. You smiled at the warm feeling in your chest, and then went back to your cooking, the sound of running water following shortly thereafter.

As he retreated to the bathroom, a cascade of garments left in his wake, and the warmth of the shower soothed his sore muscles as he rinsed away the dust that had accumulated during his arduous workday.

Shower felt even better than normal after a tiring and long day, and his shoulders loosened as he stepped under the steaming showerhead.

He had his eyes closed and his mouth partially open as he used it to breathe while the water poured over his head, rinsing the shampoo away from his scalp. It was an intimate and vulnerable moment. It was also calming.

After cleaning himself up, he stepped out to dry his body and get dressed in his sleepwear – a pair of loose pants and a simple t-shirt.

Upon checking to make sure everything was alright with his appearance, Aizawa stared at his reflection in the slightly fogged-up mirror. His gaze lingered on the unruly curtain of long bangs that veiled his eyes, now being an unintended consequence of neglect amid the demands of his work.

The weariness etched in his features was momentarily eclipsed by a bemused frown. Aizawa ran his fingers through the disheveled and damp strands, a silent acknowledgment of the overdue task at hand.

He brushed his hair, aware of how his bangs were almost reaching his chin. Putting the hairbrush down, he tried his best to comb them again with his fingers, trying to make his hair less wild and disorderly.

After a few minutes of struggling, he sighed exasperatedly, giving up his attempts. What good would a couple of extra combing do him anyway? It was getting too long. It was bound to become an issue sooner or later.

In defeat, Aizawa emerged from the bathroom, a towel draped over his shoulders, his usually unkempt hair dripping slightly. He stood in the doorway again, gazing at you with a hint of weariness.

"Is dinner almost ready?" He inquired, his eyes flicking towards the culinary ballet that persisted while he was in the shower.

You glanced over your shoulder, a playful smile tugging at your lips. "Almost. Just finishing up. Why? Hungry?"

He scratched the back of his head, a familiar gesture of contemplation. "Not just that," he admitted, his gaze turning to the bathroom's door for a moment. "I think it's time I did something about this." His hand gestured towards the curtain of his disheveled bangs.

Your eyes followed the unspoken cue, understanding what he meant. Setting down the spatula, you approached him, your fingers lightly grazing the strands that shielded his eyes.

"Want me to do something about it?" You asked, your tone teasing yet sincere. Aizawa's eyes met yours, a silent acknowledgment passing between you, and he muttered. "If you don't mind."

You tiptoed, pressing a chaste kiss against his cheek, and smiled. "Don't be shy," you murmured. With a gentle gesture, you guided him to a chair at the kitchen table, the aroma of the cooking dinner enveloping both of you.

As he sat down, you walked over to the bathroom, searching for a comb and for the box that held secure your sharp hair scissors.

"Ready for a change?" You teased, after coming back to the kitchen and getting closer to where he sat, standing in front of him. Your fingers ran softly through his damp hair.

Aizawa huffed, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Just don't cut it too short, please. I like it longer."

The corners of your mouth quirked slightly, and you nodded in response, combing his hair in a bun before tying a elastic around it, securing the bun as a temporary fix to prevent his locks from getting in the dangerous way of the scissors.

As you moved on to combing his fringe next, you noticed Aizawa closing his eyes, the tension in his frame gradually decreasing. The sight warmed your heart, and the peaceful atmosphere settled around you as you focused on combing his hair, gently moving the comb through his bangs, careful not to damage it.

You gently lifted his chin to get a better look, and after a minute or two of gentle combing, your hand finally stopped its motion to reach for the scissors you had placed on the table. "Don't move now, okay?" You whispered gently, the words accompanied by a gentle touch to his head.

"Mhm," Aizawa hummed softly in agreement. He kept his eyes closed and continued motionless, the tactile sensation of hair falling gently through your hand heightened the intimacy of the moment.

He finally allowed himself to relax under your touch. The occasional snip of the shears resonated like a quiet melody, punctuating the soothing ambiance.

"You're surprisingly good at this," Aizawa remarked, breaking the comfortable silence.

You chuckled. "I've had some practice. Plus, it's a small way to take care of you."

He hummed once again, his hands resting loosely on top of his lap, now completely relaxed.

You carefully trimmed away the last remaining locks of hair, brushing his hair until only half the mess remained.

After taking a small step back from your handy work, you admired it. "Done. I didn't cut it too much. It'll still keep its fluffy quality, don't worry."

Aizawa opened his eyes and gazed up to meet yours, and his eyes softened, his expression becoming more serene by the second.

Taking the scissors from your hand and placing them back on the table, he grabbed your other hand into his, pulling it towards his lips in a gentle hold. He placed a kiss on the back of your hand. "Thank you. That was very kind of you."

You shook your head, smiling in amusement. "No need to thank me, love. We both know I'd help you with whatever you needed even without you saying anything. You deserve to be taken care of every once in awhile." You squeezed his hand slightly as he leaned forward, pressing another chaste kiss onto your knuckles, his stubble tickling the soft skin of your fingers.

After pulling away from touching your hands, he stood up, a gentle smile on his face. "Let's finish up with dinner," he said, ready to assist you.

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luffyvace · 3 months

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AIZAWA’S KISSES HEADCANONS<3

The gif is blurry but I really like the angle/scene 😗

I did a post called ‘Zoro’s kisses’ a while ago and it did really well! So I’ve decided to make it a official mini series from @luffyvace w/ different anime characters bc y’all really liked those (ﾟ∀ﾟ)

Y’all probably haven’t kissed even if your already officially together

aizawa let’s it come naturally and doesn’t want to force it at a certain time

therefore it isn’t that he doesn’t want to,

he just waits for the opportunity

You two prob don’t kiss until like 2-3 months after making it official

Plus aizawa doesn’t wanna move too fast since this is likely his first relationship

he doesn’t wanna rush in and give you his first kiss and it doesn’t work out

Of course he’s thinking so rational like that

for your first kiss hcs

it’s def happening at yours or his house and no where else

he doesn’t wanna feel uncomfortable or be stared at right after it 🗿

plus he just isn’t for pda

he doesn’t wanna be that couple smooching away in a public place

let’s say y’all were at aizawa’s house on his couch chatting

you two were sitting pretty close but you didn’t realize it because you were used to it by now! Your a couple after all

The conversation kinda ended which woulda been awkward if you hadn’t noticed how close your faces were

you had a slight smile on your lips and then you both just sorta leaned in

his lips were soft and moist but his stuble beard was rough

You didn’t mind though with how passionately and gently he was kissing you

he was a natural!

you probably didn’t expect that!

actually—you didn’t expect this whole situation in the first place!

You were surely greatful though!

it was a rather pleasant kiss!

You drifted apart while softly smiling at each other before you laid your head on his shoulder

he brought an arm around you bringing you closer

you continued sitting there together in solidarity silence

grinning and replaying the scene over and over again in your heads

then kisses become a much more casual thing :)

dont try grand displays of pda in public tho

he sets the boundary that he doesn’t like it

he just thinks these things should be kept more professional especially while at work

he doesn’t mind a quick peck though

or gentle yet subtle touches

Yamada (present mic) teases him about how he went from a ‘emo loner’ to getting this fine looking s/o

LOLL

(even if you don’t think you’re fine yes you are I can’t express that enough—your personality shows and makes you attractive)

his ‘I miss you’ kisses are so much more romantic

say he or you went on a dangerous mission or one of you had your life on the line

As soon as you get home your getting a ‘I miss you’ kiss

an ‘I miss you’ kiss with him feels like

him embracing you in a hug as soon as you get home and not letting go for a while. him pressing you up against a wall, not even in a suggestive way and kissing you for long periods of time. Getting the most out of every second you spend together. him giving you little pecks in between long ones because he just can’t keep his lips off of you after not having you for so long.

After a life/death situation or hard mission he would be really caring and protective of you for a while

not that he isn’t always but you mind find yourself getting a few extra kisses and such <3

kisses on the temple become casual, especially when alone

hand and cheek kisses frequency increases as well

btw if your not into pda?

No prob! He isn’t either!

if you are?

his kisses are so gentle yet paced, making you crave them all the more

I hope you enjoy my new ‘character’s kisses series!!

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kywaslost · 1 year

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Hello! How are you? I hope things are getting better for you, at least a little bit. Is it okay if I can get Aizawa with a student reader who holds their breath when they cry? It’s a habit that I’ve had since I was little and I have no idea why. You can choose whether it’s a scenario or headcannons, I don’t mind at all! Thank you so much! Remember to take care of yourself xoxo

Watery Breaths - Aizawa

A/N: Hi! I’m doing alright. I think I’ve pushed myself a bit too far the past few weeks and am now suffering the consequences, but that’s alright. I hope you’re doing well! Take care of yourself as well! And for the sake of this fic, UA had the dorms before Bakugou was kidnapped. Sorry this is so rushed, it’s been a rough day <3

It first happened when Aizawa was sent to the hospital after the USJ attack. Much like his other students, you stood by his bedside when he was well enough to have company. Several of his students were crying, mostly tears of joy, but none of them held their breath like he thought you were doing. He didn’t think much of it though

The next time it happened was when Bakugou was kidnapped. You were there to watch him be taken away from you, and you did nothing about it. Or, at least that’s what you were telling yourself. Except you didn’t start crying until Aizawa placed a hand on your shoulder to lead you back to safety. You immediately began to sob as he gently pulled you away from where you last saw your best friend.

Not much later you had stopped making sounds, but AIzawa could feel how hard you tried not to cry. You had momentarily stopped breathing. He thought it was because of the intense scent of smoke surrounding the camp so he didn’t say anything until he got you and the remaining students back to UA where you’d be safe and sound.

You didn’t sleep that night. In fact, you didn’t even go to bed. When you returned to UA you settled into the corner of one of the couches, curling into a ball and burying your face into your knees as you began to cry again. You were left alone as your classmates dealt with this trauma in their own ways. Some went to wash away the day in an extremely long shower while others returned to their rooms to be alone.

You were still crying when Aizawa returned to the dorms late into the night. He was startled to still see you in the same place he had left you. Slowly, he lowered himself beside you as he pondered how to comfort you. That’s when he noticed your strained sobs again. It sounded almost as you were holding your breath.

“Y/N,” he said gently, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Take a deep breath. I’ll do it with you.” Aizawa inhaled deeply, encouraging you to do so as well. You nodded, drawing in a shaky breath and then exhaling it, breath quivering. But then you held your breath again.

Aizawa was unsure why you kept holding your breath. You couldn’t be embarrassed, he’s seen you aggressively burst into tears over the ending of a TV show you were finishing late one night in the common room. You weren’t afraid to cry in front of your homeroom teacher. So why are you sounding so strained now?

“Honey,” he cooed softly. “Keep breathing. Stop holding your breath.”

“I’m sorry,” you choked out as you took another shaky breath. “It’s a habit I’ve had ever since I was little. I always hold my breath when I cry.”

Aizawa smiled slightly as he ruffled your hair gently. “Well, stop it. You’re going to make yourself light headed.” He then proceeded to lead you through a few breathing exercises to calm you down. He made sure you were alright before escorting you up to your room to turn in for the night.

Now that he knows that you force yourself to stop breathing everytime you cry, Aizawa’s got more breathing exercises on hand to help you breath again. All you have to do is find him :)

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angryrantsofdomesticity · 2 years

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The Science behind Erasure

-it's actually ingenious!!

SO recently I wondered....if Aizawa does hero work after hours...does that mean he also has increased night vision?? Because it wouldn't makes sense for a hero who relies on his eyes to work at a time when he can't see....right?

(this led me on a scientific deep dive because I am a huge nerd.)

As we know, Aizawa's eyes light up (red) when he activates his quirk. It just so happens, red doesn't glare like other colors of light do. This means red light makes night vision easier. Why? Because your pupils don't need to re-adjust between the light source & the dark around you! This reduces eye strain & keeps your field of vision clear & consistent at night, while still illuminating your path!

Simultaneously, red light is difficult to see at a distance so it'll help keep your position safe from possible attackers. This is why military flash lights are usually red!

So YES!... Aizawa's quirk can improve his night vision... By acting like a red flashlight! But that's not all!

Then I started thinking of HOW his quirk works...He stares at someone, his eyes glow red, his hair floats...and somehow the enemy's power stops working??

As we know, Erasure deactivates the enemy's quirk gene. This happens when Aizawa glares at them. But HOW can he deactivate a gene by only seeing the outside of the body? Especially since Erasure doesn't erase physical mutations??

Turns out, red light has a longer wave length than other colors, allowing it to penetrate the body more easily! In fact red & Infrared light (invisible to humans) is often used in medical imaging to detect things like veins and blood vessels beneath the skin.

Simply put Aizawa's quirk penetrates the body kind of like an x-ray. The reason we can see his eyes light up, and NOT the target being illuminated( like the picture on the left below)?? It's because he likely also emits red light that crosses over into infrared spectrum. So the red light that actually enters the body is invisible to the naked eye.

However real x-rays fall on the opposite side of the light spectrum under Ultra violet light. They not only enter but pass through their target, So to be clear Aizawa probably does not have x-ray vision. You may have also heard of Infrared in terms of night vision goggles. Aizawa likely does not have thermal/night vision either. His eyes only EMIT visible red light which allows him to see better in the dark & Infrared which enters the body.

So while Aizawa's glowing red eyes may at first seem like a meaningless, but cool, feature of his quirk, it's really the tell into how erasure works!

However, glowing red eyes only tell us how aizawa's quirk REACHES the gene, not how he switches it off! So how does he do it?? With an electromagnetic field! The light spectrum is a small part of the larger electromagnetic spectrum & the only part of it visible to the human eye!

So, how do y'all know I'm not just making this up?

Because his hair floats!

What's the most familiar electromagnetic force humans encounter on a daily basis?--- STATIC ELECTRICITY! When aizawa switches on his quirk he essentially becomes a cat being rubbed with a balloon! The carbon nanofibers in his capture weapon conduct static electricity so that floats too!

Aizawa's Erasure works by emitting an electromagnetic field, which like the infrared light, penetrates the body of his target! Now that we know how his quirk reaches the inside of the body, the question is how does it disrupt the quirk function?

As it turns out, electricity can be fired at DNA to switch Genes on and off in real life! So Erasure specifically targets the quirk gene and immobilizes it temporarily with electricity!!!! That's crazy!!!

Since we know Aizawa can't erase the quirks of heteromorphic types it's safe to assume it's because physical mutations effect more than one gene & Erasure specifically targets a single quirk gene.

If Erasure got into the hands of AFO it could easily mean the end of the world, or any one who apposes AFO for that matter. Sure AFO could use Erasure as Aizawa does, but he could also scientifically manipulate it to target genes OTHER than the quirk gene. Meaning he could kill you, or even make your body fall apart, with just a look.

Congrats you made to the end! You now have a PHD is Shota Aizawa.

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oobiedoobiepie · 4 days

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Mic, Aizawa and Izuku sketches

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ravewoodx · 2 years

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#my hero acedamia #my hero academy fanfiction #my hero acadamy #my hero academia #mha #aizawa fluff #aizawa headcanons #mr aizawa #aizawa x you #aizawa shouta #bnha aizawa #mha aizawa #aizawa sensei #aizawa shōta

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crepe-of-wrath · 1 year

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Soothing Shouta Scarf Saturday

Notes: fem reader; comfort not smut; not a continuation of any other entries in this series; very shy Shouta

Shouta had been up front with you: he needed to go slow. Very slow.

This is why you were surprised to the point of shock when, after a few months of nice little dates at cat cafés, gardens, and other--dare you say twee? not to his face, of course--locations, instead of parting ways as usual, he squeezed your hand and, with his eyes, begged you to follow him back to his place.

Once you were inside, there was a ponderous silence. Shouta's mouth would open slightly every and now and again as though he was desperate to speak, but some unseen weight set itself against him, and you were filled with pity. "Do you want me to come close?" you asked, softly as you could. He nodded. It dawned on you that he might be worried that you would reject him, which would have made you laugh out loud except that you knew that, for Shouta, these were the furthest things from laughing matters.

You approached him like one might a wounded animal. He was gripping the binding cloth around his neck like he wanted to take it off. Gently moving his hand away, you started to slowly unravel it.

"Mmmmm," you purred as you carefully rolled up the cloth, desperately wanting him to know how beautiful he was. It was dingy all over, and even had a stain or two, but it was smoother than it looked, and strong throughout. The parallel between scarf and owner was almost enough to distract you, but, alas, you were a woman of simple tastes, and your eyes fixed on his neck and a bit of collarbone that was now visible. You felt your skin heat up.

You were pulled from your increasingly filthy thoughts by resistance: the last bit of the scarf had gotten caught some of his hair, dragging it across his face. You smiled, and gently tucked it behind his ear, grazing a finger along his jawline.

Shouta let out a little strangled sob so startling that you almost jerked your hand away. He shut his eyes and leaned--just a little, but there was definitely a lean--into your hand. You stroked his face again, rubbing your smooth, well-tended hands over the little patches of dry skin and rough stubble. His lips were quaking and a cool tear that had slid down his cheek crashed into your finger.

Your compassionate heart was overwhelmed by some strange emotion that you couldn't name. It was beyond pity or empathy or anything else (it was too much to consider the dangerous suggestion of love! from some bold voice in your head). When had this generous, self-sacrificing man last known a sweet and tender touch? How long must it have been? Even considering the possibilities--my goodness, what if the last person had been his mother?--was almost enough to make you cry.

You used your other arm to pull him closer to you so you could rub up and down his back. He slumped against you and you just kept on caressing him as gently as you could.

When his breathing was calm and regular, you were about to break the embrace when his capture weapon, as though animated by some unseen power, suddenly wrapped around the both of you.

"Stay," Shouta said. "Please."

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bendydudeinc · 1 year

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Can I just say subby!top Aizawa though--

like,, stars above, one afternoon when he's coming home to you and his shared apartment together he just beelines for your shoulder, burying his face in the crook of your neck, and you can just grope at his half hard cock as he falls apart?

anyways,, i have thirsts sorry--

Oh my, the butterflies I got imagining this, abso-fucking-lutely

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Pairing: AFAB nonbinary reader x Aizawa

Content: SMUT, NO PLOT, you help sleepy Aizawa get off

Content warning: praise(receiving), degradation(receiving), hand job, slight daddy kink, clit pinching, Aizawa is a subby top when sleepy awh, reader is called baby, angel, and whore

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He came home quietly, basically throwing his hero costume off without bothering to put it away. He dragged himself to your shared bed, ripping the blankets off and plopping on top of you. You shivered as you stretched awake, only in your under garments. He pulled the blankets back over both of you as he rested his head in the crook of your neck. He let out a long, loud sigh.

“Welcome home baby, how you feeling?” You half whined through sleepiness. He started kissing your neck, humming as you played with his hair.

“Mmmmmmmm. I missed you.” His voice was scruffy and tired, his deep tone making you stir under him. He was strong, his muscle closing you in from any escape. He placed a gentle kiss to your neck, “I love you.”

“I love you more handsome.” You sifted your fingers through his hair and almost drifted off, suddenly squirming in surprise; he started rolling his hips down on yours slowly. You could barely keep your eyes open. But you hadn’t gotten off for days, and you couldn’t deny how bad you had been craving him, and how cloudy your brain was becoming at the feeling of him against you. You tugged on his hair gently, hearing a groan in your ear. You blushed hard, feeling his bulge which grew between your thighs. Your legs moved on their own, just like he trained you, spreading across the bed so he can press right against you.

“A-Aizawa, baby m’so sleepy, what got you so worked up?”

He started to pant, whining with frustration as his hips rut lazily onto your barely clothed pussy.

“You. I was thinkin’ bout you all day. I want you to suck my cock with your hole until I can’t cum anymore. Gonna use you as my cocklseeve.” He moved his hands, gripping the pillows by your head as you whined embarrassingly loud.

“Yes sir. O-oh, oh fuck. I’ll fix it for you baby don’t worry ok?”

You could feel his smirk across your neck, “You better. Or you’re not getting a wink of sleep tonight.” His tone darkened, backing up his words with a harsh bite to your neck.

You melted under him, tracing your fingers down his chest to his v line. You got to his boxers and smiled to yourself at how hard he was. Slipping the tips of your fingers under the band at the top, making him suck in a breath. Sliding your fingers gently back and forth, teasing his now throbbing dick. He groaned, the sound making your stomach flutter as he bucked up against you.

“Don’t play with me angel. You’re going to start pissing me off.” He warned before slipping off his boxers. He grabbed your hand and pushed it down to his cock, guiding you to wrap your fingers around it. He squeezed your hand with his, head dropping completely into your neck when he started pumping. He left mark after mark on your skin, sucking at the spots he knows drives you crazy. His whimpers in your ear could make you cum in your sleep if you had drifted off.

“Just like that baby. Your soft hands feel so good. Make daddy feel good.” He slowly removed his hand, resting himself comfortably so that you’re doing all of the work. You let your eyes close, relishing in the blissful sounds of your husbands rare moans.

“Don’t stop. Go on, keep pumping that- oh fuck I’m gonna cum.” His voice strained into a higher pitch as you tightened your grip, jerking him off quickly against your now soaked through underwear. Every pump of his throbbing dick pressed gently against your clit. You ached for release so hard you wanted to beg for him, clit pulsing harder at every tap. You whined as if you were the one getting jacked off, thighs twitching as your body got more hot and bothered by the second.

You couldn’t help it, “H-oh, oh my god please. Please sir let me cum too I need you! Please I need it!” You tugged on his hair hard with your free hand.

“Mmmm someone’s awake now. You better take my whole length up your dumb pussy after this. Cock greedy whore.”

His words went straight between your legs. Your eyebrows furrowed and head thrown back as he finally slipped off the annoying clothing over your cunt, quickly getting to work drawing merciless quick circles on your swolen bud. You squeezed his cock as your body writhed, your thumb pressing across the tip. He lost himself, bucking into your grip as his dick twitched.

“Cumming. Cum with me. Right now. Fuck!” He messily pinched and rubbed at your over sensitive clit, cumming in large loads onto your glistening folds. You choked on your moan, it turning into a scream of his name quickly as you came in mind blowing waves onto his fingers. Some of your cum got on his tip, making him smile with pride. You both panted, Aizawa limp on top of you for only a minute before sitting up. You peaked at him through exhausted eyes. He was already rock hard again.

“Hearing you scream like that gets me filled up angel, you know that.” You trembled in anticipation as he lined his dick up to your hole which clenched hard around nothing. Tears collected at your eyes, bucking your hips in need.

“Get ready for your payment to me, cumming on daddy doesn’t come free baby.”

#mha smut #aizawa smut #aizawa sensei #mr aizawa #aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta #bnha smut #smutshot

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truffle-draws · 1 year

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My Hero Academia x Spy x Family

They would do anything Eri asks, though Eraser was insistent on not having weapons (minus the capture scarf) around Eri.

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sundeathh · 11 months

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Just three words. ✨ Soft Yandere Aizawa✨

Okay, this one was in my inbox for a very long time. So first of all, sorry for the long delay. Second: before proceeding, please read what I want to tell you: I am not particularly into Yandere narratives. Besides, I had trouble picturing Aizawa's character in this specific scenario because I don't see his character as one that would act as a Yandere. So, I am sorry if this sucks or if it isn't exactly what you asked for. I tried my best to place him into a Yandere narrative without losing his character essence.

Masterlist | NSFW / + 18 only

Pairing: Aizawa × Reader | Words: 2 K

Tags: SFW/NSFW, soft Yandere themes, headcanon.

cw: Stockholm syndrome.

- SFW part -

You caught Aizawa's attention with your unique and powerful quirk. Aizawa becomes fascinated by your abilities as a vigilante and sees your true potential as a hero.

During his patrols, he would frequently encounter you, your paths occasionally crossing as you both maintained the peace and protected others. Aizawa's initial interest in you is sparked mainly by your skill and dedication, further developing into a genuine admiration for your abilities.

His fascination with you would grow more over time, and as an expert in stealth and surveillance, he would subtly observe you from a distance. He would track your routine and patrols, skillfully remaining undetected in the shadows.

Though he kept telling himself that he would meet with you "occasionally," his true intention was to keep a close eye on you, gaining further insight into your personality, strengths, and weaknesses.

And on a fateful day, a villain attack left your quirk temporarily weakened, rendering you vulnerable and unable to defend yourself effectively. So, Aizawa doesn't think twice before intervening, saving you from further harm.

Recognizing your injuries and weakened state, he would then convince you to seek refuge and protection with him, assuring you that he would take care of your wounds.

This accident catalyzes his plan to keep you close. He didn't even need to kidnap you! But, if you had not suffered the attack, though, maybe he would fake one anyway. He would be subtle.

Once you were in Aizawa's custody, he would treat you with surprising gentleness, providing genuine care and ensuring your well-being. He understands the importance of earning your trust and making you feel safe in his presence.

So, he would never restrain you. Instead, Aizawa would keep you locked in a comfortable space, his actions driven by his desire to gain your trust and affection. He is cautious not to cause you unnecessary harm or distress.

However, you would inevitably become resistant to the situation, yearning for freedom and wary of Aizawa's motives.

And he would try his best to respect your boundaries and acknowledge your desire to escape, but he would maintain a firm stance in preventing your departure.

He would make you stay through subtle manipulation and persuasive tactics. He would never use aggressive force, even if you tried to escape aggressively.

He would only erase your quirk and evade your attacks until you were tired of fighting but would never attack you back.

Aizawa would constantly try to balance his desires toward you and your autonomy.

And as time passed, Aizawa's genuine care and occasional displays of vulnerability created a complicated mix of emotions within you. While you may not fully reciprocate his feelings, you begin to recognize a genuine connection and understanding with him.

But tension would inevitably rise as your desire for freedom clashes with Aizawa's determination to keep you close. Anyway, he continues to demonstrate acts of kindness and understanding even when you call him names or tries to attack, only to be left tired again without causing him any scratch.

As he pursues your affection, Aizawa may go out of his way to fulfill your needs and show you a softer side. He would attempt to break down your resistance through carefully thought acts of kindness.

He pays attention to the more discreet details, providing you with your favorite meals, engaging you in conversations about your interests, and even bringing you books or movies you might enjoy; Though these gestures are not grandiose, they display subtle moments of care that eventually begin to form a foundation of trust.

With gestures and conversations, Aizawa allows glimpses of his softer side to shine: During quiet evenings together, he shares stories from his past, revealing vulnerabilities and personal struggles he faced.

He would try to create a space where you felt safe to open up, fostering an environment of mutual understanding and empathy. He would encourage you to voice out your worries and distresses, even though he would get quiet and avoid the topic of letting you go.

Over time, he aimed to create an emotional bond based on trust and shared experiences. Through acts of gentleness and patience, he hoped to impress you and demonstrate his capabilities as a protector and a provider.

Aizawa is patient and aware that your journey toward reciprocating his feelings will take time. He also recognizes the importance of granting you space for self-reflection and growth. So he would do everything you asked: leave you alone, bring you some specific food, not talk to you, or to talk to you, tell you a story, listen to you, anything, except for letting you out.

However, Aizawa is not without his internal struggles. He battles with his conscience, questioning the ethics of his actions. He grapples with the conflict between his genuine care for you; and the fact that your relationship began under non-consensual circumstances.

The turning point in your relationship arrives when you start to see glimpses of Aizawa's vulnerability: He shares his fears, his insecurities, and his past failures, exposing his humanity and flaws.

And it is through these shared vulnerabilities you begin to connect with Aizawa on a deeper level, seeing him as more than just your captor but as a complex individual with genuine emotions.

And as your bond deepens, Aizawa becomes even more attuned to your emotional shifts and moods. He learns to anticipate your needs and provide stability and support. During moments of vulnerability or distress, he offers a comforting presence – allowing you to lean on him for solace and reassurance.

Gradually, your resistance toward him begins to wane, replaced by a complex mix of emotions. You may find yourself drawn to Aizawa's unwavering dedication to making you comfortable and cared for, seeing how the genuine connection you have developed over time.

However, remnants of your initial resistance may linger, reminding you of the complex dynamics that brought you together. Anyway, Aizawa remains committed to maintaining a delicate balance. He respects your autonomy and your desire for freedom, yet he also nurtures your affection for him.

- NSFW part -

He would never sexually touch you without your consent. However, he would indeed stare at you intensely sometimes, but he wouldn't do more than that. And, when you would catch a sigh of him ogling your body, he would immediately turn his vision away with his face bright red.

He admires your body with great appreciation. He would not comment on that for fear of making you uncomfortable, but he frequently wondered what you had under the clothes he provided to you;

He often imagined what it would feel like beneath all those clothes, the skin underneath, and the curve of your waist. His body would ache from wanting more than just that sight.

While he would not allow physical contact, he would fantasize about being able to explore every inch of your body. And so, he would always find ways to sneak glances or peek inside your room.

His mind would wander as he envisioned you naked and spread open for his perusal, feeling aroused at the possibility that he could possess you, even if you weren't aware of it.

In those fantasies, he would gently caress the parts of your body he desired most. Carefully, he would trace each contour, savoring the sensation of feeling your softness in his palms, tracing circles against your inner thighs, lingering over your stomach, chest, and shoulders.

His imagination would then drift off, imagining scenarios where you would finally allow him access to pleasure, and make him feel complete, finally satisfied, leaving him weak and limp.

He often fantasizes about you having sex with him, giving yourself freely as you would take his hands in yours, guiding him through your soft body, kissing him with passion;

When your lips parted, he would eagerly follow you until he could kiss you again. And, when finished, he would pull you into his arms, burying his face into your neck, breathing deeply in your scent.

Then, when you finally started to see him beyond your captor, he would always be surprised by any small show of affection coming from you. For example, he would be speechless if you gave him a simple peck on the cheek.

Or, when you started to smile at him, he would be ecstatic. Sometimes, you would give him a pat on the arm; or maybe a rub on the back when he would open up to you.

And once you saw past his walls and started to develop a mix of feelings toward him: he could tell. You would smile more and look at him differently.

Sometimes he would look at you and smile, knowing that you were starting to have feelings for him because you were changing.

You would not flinch away when he would touch your hand anymore and wouldn't mind if he sat close to you. Sometimes, you would even lean against him when he was around.

The first time you kissed him on the lips was when he was upset with you for wanting your freedom. It was sweet and passionate, conveying a sense of safety and warmth. You wanted him to know that you did want to be free, but you weren't sure if you wanted to leave him anymore. You had started to find comfort in your surroundings while living with Aizawa.

And as time passed, you eventually realized how attractive he seemed to you. You noticed his sharp features, his sharp gaze, his hair, and the curves of his toned body.

You became fascinated with how his eyes would light up when he talked with you. And then, you would find yourself leaning closer, wanting more.

You also got bolder, teasing him as you explore your new boundaries. Your physical intimacy drastically improved as you opened up and trusted him more. He then started taking risks, going further, initiating physical contact, and exploring those new boundaries.

In turn, you enjoyed the new closeness that came with a change in atmosphere, a strange yet good feeling of security and belonging.

It was this sense of closeness that prompted you both into the process of bonding. You slowly became more intimate, and it started to feel natural for the two of you.

One day, when you were enjoying a peaceful evening together, he reached behind you and gently started playing with your strands of hair as you rested your head in his lap.

As he played with them, he brushed against your ear, throat, and collarbone. Then, he stopped. He let out a frustrated sigh before pulling you close and planting small kisses over your cheeks, chin, brow, eyelids, nose, forehead, and mouth. And then you were lost in an instant of pure bliss.

You couldn't remember exactly when it happened. All you knew was that you had only a few moments of clarity and could see what was happening, feeling the heat rising within you.

He would always ask you if he should stop or ask for permission to go further whenever you flinched. But you rarely did that, so he would continue doing whatever pleased the both of you.

He would gently massage your shoulder blades and back. His hands would then hold onto your waist. Sometimes, you would feel his lips on your neck, trailing down, sucking on the sensitive skin, and leaving tiny hickeys.

He liked to mark you, but he would be gentle on how he would do it. He'd start with tiny nips and suckles, then gradually go down until he got close to where he wanted most.

Afterward, he would kiss you harder and deeper, trying and succeeding in eliciting a good reaction from you. The longer he would go on, the hotter you would get.

As time progressed and you became really intimate, he would fuck you with no shame, giving you more pleasure than ever before until you moaned his name. You would gasp and squirm, and he would always ensure you climaxed every. Single. Time.

He would shiver every time he heard you moan his name. He didn't know why, but it always caused a deep excitement in his chest and heart.

He would come undone in seconds as you called out his name. And then he would hold you tight, whispering soothing words as you continued gasping and moaning in delight for a while after.

Eventually, you started to love that sound and how he felt pleasure from just your touch and noises.

And soon, you realized that nothing would prevent you from loving him back.

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kywaslost · 1 year

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Hello, How are you? I hope you’re doing good. Can I request Aizawa x student reader who has like a very similar quirk to his and they start feeling self conscious about how their quirk isn’t that flashy and they feel like they won’t make a good hero? You can choose on whether it’s head cannons or a scenario. Have a blessed day <333

Birds of a Feather - Aizawa

A/N: Hello! I’m well, how are you? I hope you’re doing well :) Thank you so much for requesting!!! I decided to go with headcanons if that’s alright? I hope you have a blessed day as well <33

First of all, Aizawa took a liking to you the second he saw your quirk during the entrance exam. You weren’t able to use it much but made it in with recommendations and points you could scrounge up during all portions of the entrance exam.

Your quirk was much like his, except yours was voice activated instead of using your eyesight. It was almost as if Shinsou and Aizawa’s quirk were to mix.

Despite your quirk, you were a quiet kid. You didn’t speak much, and Aizawa had a feeling he knew why.

He was once in your shoes, after all.

Aizawa noticed how you focused less on strengthening your quirk and more time building muscle and stamina. So much so that it seemed as though your ability to use your quirk was diminishing.

So Aizawa asked you to stay after class one day.

It didn’t take long for you to open up to him.

“I guess I just feel insecure,” you admitted, looking down at your shoes. One was coming untied, laces stuck under said shoe. “My quirk is a lot different than everyone else’s.”

“How so?” Aizawa’s voice was gentle, encouraging you to voice your thoughts and opinions. He tried to meet your gaze, red eyes uncharacteristically soft.

“I don’t have a quirk based on strength and stamina,” you began. You lifted your head, offering a small smile to your homeroom teacher. “I don’t know. Everyone else just seems like they could turn out to be really good heroes. I guess I feel like I won’t?”

Aizawa returned your soft smile. “What makes you think that?”

You shrugged. “My quirk isn’t as flashy as everyone else’s and we all know that quirks play a huge role in fame and popularity.” You bit the skin on your bottom lip. “I guess that means I can’t be a good hero.”

“No one ever said that.” Aizawa crouched down in front of you, placing a hand on your shoulder. “Why did you want to become a hero, Y/N?”

You didn’t hesitate to answer, “Because I want to help people!” Your eyes shined a bit brighter at the thought. “When I was younger I always thought I was going to be a nurse or doctor, but then I realized that being a hero will let me save so many more people.”

“Then why should you let what society deems the big time pro heroes stop you?” Aizawa asked. “You know, you remind me a lot of myself. Our quirks are very similar. And look where I am.”

You giggled softly, bringing about another soft smile from Aizawa. “You’re a teacher of a bunch of teenagers.”

He chuckled to himself. “Well, yes, but I am still a hero. I’m just as important as Hawks or Endeavor. I save just as many people, I just don’t get my name in the papers.” Shouta’s hand moved from your shoulder to your head, ruffling your hair. “I think you’ll turn out to be an amazing hero, kid.”

Aizawa offers extra quirk-strengthening lessons for you to help you feel better about yourself.

He’s even been known to bring you on a few patrols to show you that being an underground hero is just as important as being a big time pro hero.

This man is always there for you when you feel down or insecure. He’ll help you with any problem or challenge you may be facing :)

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