#shinzawamic

[cosmicdog]

Comfortable Spaces

“Mic-sensei,” Shinsou says, doing his best to keep his voice flat and unaffected in front of other students. “I have a question. About the course work.”

He’s sure that Mic-sensei sees through him immediately, but at least his general studies classmates likely won’t. Mic’s eyes are far too wise for comfort behind his glasses when he looks at Shinsou.

“Sure, listener! What’s your question?” Mic asks. His full attention is on Shinsou and they both wait while the last of Shinsou’s classmates file out of the room.

“Is he okay?,” Shinsou asks. His voice is a little quieter than usual, but he holds eye contact with Mic-sensei without any visible discomfort.

“He’s fine, Shinsou. It’s just a migraine. He tried his best to come to class today, but he can hardly see straight. He’ll probably be back tomorrow or the day after. He said you could use today as a rest day, didn’t he?”

“Yes, he did.” Shinsou pauses, mildly confused. “Why?”

“Well, I would suggest you use today to rest. Maybe you can even convince someone else to rest, too. You better get to your next class. Do you need a note?”

Shinsou is absolutely positive that his face is on fire. His heart is racing, and he’s pretty sure he stopped breathing, too. Mic-sensei knows. Does Aizawa-sensei know, too? Does Aizawa-sensei know that Mic-sensei knows?

“Shinsou, did you need a note?” Mic-sensei asks again, completely composed, without so much as a blink.

Hitoshi takes a breath, far too deep and burning. His eyes water at the sensation and he quickly shakes his head before fleeing the classroom.

Hizashi is mildly concerned about Shinsou passing out from a panic attack when he flees the classroom, but he seems to have been alright. Shouta is probably going to murder him for heavily implying that Shinsou should go see him. Hizashi isn’t sure how intimidated he is by that notion today. Not when Aizawa was worried about Shinsou not taking his absence well, and Shinsou is clearly not taking his absence well. They both need to get some sleep anyway, so hopefully Shinsou will take his advice.

Hizashi purses his lips, realizing that Shinsou is probably going to need another little push to get him to go over to Aizawa’s. He picks up his classroom phone to make a call. Maybe he could ensure that the two of them got a decent meal.

Shinsou is nervous when he quietly opens the door to Aizawa’s apartment. It’s almost never locked when Aizawa is home, and now is no exception. It’s irresponsible of Aizawa-sensei to leave his home vulnerable when he’s not feeling well, but it’s Aizawa-sensei, so it’s not really surprising.

He does his best to keep his breathing calm, even as his heart is clearly trying to be heard over the soft buzz of electronics in the otherwise quiet apartment. He slips his shoes off and walks into the kitchen, glancing to the living area couch.

There’s an abandoned nest of blankets there, evidence that Aizawa is around somewhere. Hitoshi silently moves through the apartment to Aizawa’s room, where he spots his mentor laid out on his back, one arm draped over his eyes.

“I told you to take a rest day,” Aizawa-sensei lifts his arm just enough to make eye contact with Shinsou in the warm, hazy light that filters in through the curtained windows. His voice is rough, and it’s obvious that he’s still in pain. Shinsou’s chest constricts. His mentor has never let his guard down like this with him.

“Mic-sensei and Midnight-sensei seemed pretty convinced that I would be able to convince you to eat something.” Shinsou responds as quietly as he can from the doorway. “I brought some stir fry. Midnight-sensei sent some coffee, too. Not prepared, just - for tomorrow.”

“Guess that means I have to get up.” Aizawa heaves a sigh.

“I could bring it to you, if you want.”

“I don’t usually eat in bed.”

“It might be a good time for an exception.”

“Cute. Go pick out a movie, and I’ll be there in a minute.”

Shinsou’s face is on fire all over again. He moves back to the kitchen just as quietly as he’d gone looking for Aizawa.

He’s set up a couple of plates of stir fry, gotten some water, and pain meds for Aizawa by the time he emerges from his room, slowly maneuvering himself down the hall. He watches out of the corner of his eye while pulling up Howl’s Moving Castle.

“This one again?,” Aizawa asks without judgment while settling himself on the couch.

“I like this one,” Shinsou mumbles, plainly pouting. “I can change it. You’re the sick one, you should get final say.”

“It’s fine, Shinsou,” Aizawa reaches for the glass of water set on the coffee table in front of him.

“Take the meds, too, please?”

Aizawa groans, but picks up the little pills from the table as well. He looks at Shinsou with raised brows, silently asking if he’s pleased. Shinsou looks back, unimpressed, until Aizawa actually takes the medication.

They both settle into the couch with their meals while the film starts, and Shinsou’s nerves calm as familiar music washes over him. When their meals are finished, Shinsou plucks the empty plate from Aizawa’s hands before he can make a move to get up.

By the time Shinsou is finished cleaning up the kitchen and refilling Aizawa’s water, Aizawa has curled up on the couch under a blanket, and the sun is starting to set.

“Are you feeling better?” Shinsou asks before hitting play on the paused film. He tries to be unassuming about it, to keep his voice mostly unconcerned, but if the look on Aizawa’s face is anything to go by, it doesn’t work.

“Come here, Toshi,” Aizawa yawns and lifts one side of his blanket. Shinsou’s blushing again, and hoping that the room is dark enough that Aizawa can’t see it.

He does as instructed while he grumbles softly about the unfairness of using nicknames. Aizawa hides a grin while Shinsou gets settled against his side. Maybe it was a little unfair to use the nickname, but Aizawa knows Shinsou will do anything when he calls him Toshi and he’s clearly exhausted, probably from the anxiety that he tries to pretend doesn’t plague him.

“I’m just fine,” Aizawa assures him, tucking the blanket around Shinsou before wrapping an arm around his shoulders. “I was getting better before you got here, but the food, the water, the meds all helped. Thank you for taking care of me.” Aizawa squeezes Hitoshi’s shoulders closer, and before he can think too much about it, presses a kiss to his favorite student’s hairline.

Shinsou’s eyes are as wide as saucers and he’s sure he’s grinning like a fool, curled against his mentor, his favorite person in the world. These moments are the ones he lives for, when Aizawa offers him affection that he’s hardly gotten anywhere else. Aizawa never comments on Shinsou’s eager acceptance, but always makes sure to ruffle his hair, or pull him into a short hug after training. These moments, though, when Aizawa decides it’s time for a break, and they get to exist together quietly, are special.

The movie plays on, and Shinsou is dangerously comfortable, tucked into Aizawa’s side under a warm blanket. His nerves are truly calm for the first time all day, he’s warm, the feeling of another person against him is comfortable. Aizawa’s steady presence is always a comfort and he’s done for when Aizawa starts absentmindedly running fingers through his hair. Exhaustion takes over entirely by the time the credits start rolling and Shinsou is a dead weight against Aizawa.

Aizawa finds himself hard pressed to keep his own eyes open, and Shinsou looks so peaceful, he can’t find it in himself to wake him up. So, Aizawa carefully shifts to a more comfortable position and allows himself to sleep.

A few hours later, Hizashi quietly opens the door to the apartment that he shares with Shouta. The exact scene he was hoping for greets him in the living room, Shouta and Shinsou curled together on the couch, deep asleep.

He snaps a quick photo before gently nudging Shouta awake. In careful silence, he gathers Shinsou up in his arms and motions for Shouta to follow. Shinsou isn’t typically a deep sleeper, but he always seems to sleep well enough here with the two of them, and he doesn’t so much as twitch while Hizashi tucks him into the bed he normally shares with Shouta before excusing himself to shower.

Shouta has Shinsou pulled against his chest and is already back to sleep when he returns. He watches them with fondness for a minute before sliding into the bed on Shouta’s other side. He mimics Shouta’s position, curling himself around the other man.

Morning comes far too quickly, but Hizashi pops up from bed when the alarm goes off. Shouta and Shinsou whine in sync, but slowly start to move while Hizashi herds them into the kitchen. Shinsou starts on making the coffee that Nemuri sent with him the day before. Shouta pulls leftover stir fry from the fridge and bentos from the cabinet while Hizashi turns on music before starting on making breakfast.

He loves these mornings, when Shinsou is still too sleepy and comfortable to be anxious. He reminds Hizashi so much of Shouta when they were teenagers, it’s a relief, to be able to be a safe place, a safe person for Shinsou to be around.

“You’re very quiet. Do you have a migraine now?” Shinsou asks softly, voice thick with sleep while he pouts at Hizashi. Hizashi gladly wraps Shinsou in a hug.

“Nope! Just felt like a quiet morning,” Hizashi grins down at the teenager who gives up on wiggling out of his grip to get to the coffee and leans on Hizashi instead.

“Okay.”

Hizashi is pretty sure this interaction will make Shinsou anxious later, but every minute of comfort he can offer, he will. It certainly doesn’t hurt that when Hizashi does manage to wrap Shinsou in hugs, it makes Shouta jealous enough to bully his way into it as well. It’s a bit like herding cats, really, but he can’t complain when he has his two favorite listeners cozy and warm in his arms.

It’s been a couple of weeks since Shinsou fell asleep pressed against his mentor, and his perpetual exhaustion has been exacerbated by a flare up in his insomnia. He’s processing everything slower and it feels like his mind is operating through cold maple syrup.

It’s impossible not to notice, and Shinsou is sure that Aizawa is going to berate him for not getting enough rest, mostly because he’s berating himself for not getting enough rest.

He’s surprised when he meets Aizawa in their usual spot to find both Aizawa and Yamada standing there with their things, looking ready to go home.

“Today we’re resting.” Aizawa tells his perplexed student without an ounce of hesitation. He takes Shinsou’s bag, and leads him to Yamada’s car. “We can watch Howl’s Moving Castle, if you want.”

“Again?,” Yamada sounds shocked, looking at Shinsou who ducks his head. “Well, Howl’s Moving Castle it is.”

“And maybe some coffee?”

“NO!” Yamada looks scandalized. “Rest, not coffee. Shouta! What are you teaching him? Next thing you know, he’s going to be asking for jelly packs.”

“Oh, do you have a mango one?” Shinsou asks with a straight face.

“Shouta!”

“He’s joking.” There’s a pause. “He prefers the strawberry one.”

“Shouta!”

#aizawa shouta #eraserhead #shinsou hitoshi #yamada hizashi #present mic #literal sleeping together #my hero acedamia #boku no hero academia #shinzawa #shinzawamic #erasermic #migraines #comfort

[grimalkinmessor]

When is chapter two for What’s In A Name (It Don’t Mean Shit) coming out?

Aahhh I'm not sure! I've got half of the chapter done, but the final half has been giving me,,,,some trouble lol 😅 I'm at a bit of a block at the moment, but I haven't given up on it! It just might be a while :3

#asks #anonymous #shinzawamic #winidms

[ittybittyprince]

Looking for MHA RP ShinZawa

Looking for ShinZawa rp, or ShinZawaMic. Could be just student/teacher. Aged up. A crimeboss au. Abo. Daddykink. Kidnapping. Adopting. Boywife to two busy husbands.

Really I'm open to anything where shinsou get the love and attention he deserves and is also railed.

#shinzawa #shinsou #aizawa #aizawa shota #shinsou hitoshi #present mic #hizashi yamada #aizawa x shinsou #shinzawa rp

[kokichis-dead-dove-club]

Anyway daily ShinZawaMic reminder that Shinsou loves getting dicked down and ruined by both his sensei’s and he has a praise kink, that’s the tea folks!

valid!!!

i don’t really like erasermic or shinsou/mic but shinsou deserves to get dicked down by as many people as he wants!!!!

#just overwhelm shinsou #tell him how good hes doing after hes already came three times but he still wants more #nsft

[heroes-never-discourse]

What about Shinzawamic?

😡

Ehhh, something about this ship just squicks me out? Probably ‘cause I only really kinda ship Mic with Aizawa, so throwing Shinsou in there just doesn’t do it for me. tbh I’m not super big on student/teacher to begin with, it’s gotta be like Pretty Excellent for me to get into it.

Send Me A Ship

#anonymous online #ask meme

[ao3feed-aizawashouta]

by Darbinator1101

day 1: Erasermight edging/orgasm denial day 2: Shinsou x reader Consensual non-con day 3: MomoZawa 5+1 day 4: Uraraka/Momo prompt day 5: ShinZawaMic double penetration day 6: BakuDeku watersports is a competitive sport day 7: Hagakure public masturbation day 8: Shinsou x reader Sensory deprivation

Words: 365, Chapters: 1/8, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Kinktober 2019

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Additional Tags: Orgasm Delay/Denial, Edging

#aizawa shouta #aizawa shota #eraserhead #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #fanfic

[ao3feed-erasermight]

by Darbinator1101

day 1: Erasermight edging/orgasm denial day 2: Shinsou x reader Consensual non-con day 3: MomoZawa 5+1 day 4: Uraraka/Momo prompt day 5: ShinZawaMic double penetration day 6: BakuDeku watersports is a competitive sport day 7: Hagakure public masturbation day 8: Shinsou x reader Sensory deprivation

Words: 365, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 1 of Kinktober 2019

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M, Multi

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Additional Tags: Orgasm Delay/Denial, Edging

#aizawa shouta #yagi toshinori #erasermight #eraserhead #all might #bnha #boku no hero academia #mha

[cosmicdog]

Spoiled

ShinZawaMic | NSFW | 18+ | AFAB Terms | Implied Dom/sub

Yamada Hizashi deserves to be spoiled by his husband for putting up with all his bullshit.

So Shouta ties Hitoshi up in a pretty bow just for him.

Hitoshi is a whiny, needy, subby mess and Hizashi can’t get his dick in him fast enough.

He’s wet and loose and sloppy just the way Hizashi like, which works out for Shouta because it means he got to fill Hitoshi’s pretty little pussy up first.

He gets to watch his own cum leak around Hizashi’s cock while he turns Hitoshi’s bones to jelly.

Their little kitten is crying from the overstimulation, but won’t tap out and it only makes Hizashi and Shouta want to fuck him harder.

Hitoshi is a brainless puddle by the time Hizashi’s done with him.

And then he turns his eyes to his husband and tells him to strip.

Shouta trips over himself to comply, getting on his hands and knees to present his pretty, plugged ass to his husband to wreck.

Hizashi teases the pretty sun yellow jeweled plug from Shouta’s hole which makes warm lube slip out, sliding down over his balls and coating his thighs. He flips Shouta onto his back and presses into silky heat.

Hizashi takes his time pulling Shouta apart, praising him and telling him how much he loved his gift, how warm and soft and wet and perfect he made Hitoshi, just for him. He tells him how perfect Shouta is, just for him, too.

All Shouta can think about is how there is no way in the world he deserves Hizashi, especially when Hizashi is spoiling him when he’s supposed to the be the one getting spoiled.

Shouta can’t do much more than babble, tears leaking from his eyes, trying to tell Hizashi how much he loves him and having very little success.

Hizashi just shushes him, tells him he knows, and it’s okay, and won’t you come for me, darling? Just one more time. 

#yamada hizashi #present mic #aizawa shouta #eraserhead #erasermic #shinsou hitoshi #shinzawa #shinzawamic #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #they're in love your honor

[cosmicdog]

New Beginnings

ShinZawa | NSFW | 18+ | Underage | Teacher/Student Relationship | Age Difference | Dom/sub Undertones | Virginity Kink | AFAB Terms

“You know someone has been eyeing you all night,” Denki says as he and Mina close in on Hitoshi with a conspiratorial air. It’s New Year’s Eve and class 1-A is throwing a party. Unsurprisingly, Mina is the one who had the idea for everyone to dress up in copies of Mirko’s costume. How she managed to get everyone to agree is a well-guarded secret, but Hitoshi had been bribed.

“Oh, sure, and I’ve also grown a second head, can you see it?,” Hitoshi sasses back, not believing it for a second. It would hurt too much to believe it and be wrong.

“It’s true! He hasn’t been able to keep his eyes off you for more than a minute at a time,” Mina’s grin is almost predatory, “I knew he wouldn’t be able to resist this outfit.” She and Denki both let their gazes wander down and back up Hitoshi’s form.

“Everyone is wearing this,” Hitoshi’s tone is perfectly flat, but his face is hot as his friends openly admire him. “It’s not any different.”

“Puh-lease,” Mina says, “you wear clothes that hide everything, all the time. This get up is revealing all those muscles you’ve worked so hard on. I mean, have you even seen yourself?”

“I’m sure that he’s well aware of what I look like. It’s not like I’m trying to hide anything, and everyone has seen me changing in the locker rooms.” Hitoshi avoids answering the question about having seen himself. Of course he’s seen himself, he knows he looks good, but the idea that his long-time crush and teacher couldn’t keep his eyes off him was laughable.

“I think he’s in denial,” Denki says.

“I am not!”

“Then you do know exactly how hot you look in that little bunny costume. Good, and here I thought you were just stupid. Aizawa-sensei has been stealing looks all night. You should go for it, Hitoshi,” Mina is leaning in, her voice almost too quiet to hear over the music playing in the background.

Hitoshi stares, shocked into silence.

“It’s only a few months until we graduate anyway, and I’m sure one of you would do something then. Why not now?,” Denki tries to reason with a paralyzed Hitoshi.

“Uh, because I’m his student and he’d probably transfer me right back out of the hero course?,” Hitoshi throws back.

“No he wouldn’t,” Denki and Mina speak simultaneously. Hitoshi decides he’s had enough of this conversation and walks away, red in the face, to talk to someone more rational.

Hitoshi can’t get that conversation out of his mind, and he’s been stealing glances at Aizawa-sensei since, and Aizawa has been looking back, every time. Hitoshi’s feeling confident, emboldened by Aizawa’s attention.

So when it’s a few minutes before midnight and Aizawa is alone in the kitchen making coffee, Hitoshi joins him, catching a wink from Denki and a grin from Mina that makes him roll his eyes at them both. He doesn’t see them subtly pushing the rest of the class (and the teachers) toward the middle of the common area, away from the kitchen.

“Did you make enough for two?,” Hitoshi asks Aizawa-sensei, who turns to face his student.

“No,” he replies, “it’s much too late for you to be having coffee, Shinsou.”

“If that’s the case, why did you get out two cups?” Hitoshi quips.

“Because I knew if I didn’t make any for you, you’d just make more, brat.”

“No, I wouldn’t make more. I would just take yours.” Hitoshi leans in slightly, grinning. He’s rewarded when Aizawa’s eyes are drawn to the movement and linger at his hips. Hitoshi feels a rush of confidence when he realizes that Aizawa’s ears are pink.

“If you could,” Aizawa grumbles back, “here, take yours.”

They stand together in comfortable silence, sipping too-hot coffee while music filters in from the main room.

“It’s that time listeners, let’s start the countdown!,” soon enough Yamada’s voice cuts through the music and everyone in the main room cheers. Hitoshi passes his empty coffee cup back to Aizawa, who puts them both down behind him while the countdown starts.

When the countdown ends, Hitoshi draws on every ounce of confidence that’s been instilled in him over the course of the night - the glances and comments from classmates, the pep talk from Denki and Mina, the way Aizawa’s ears went pink when his gaze had lingered on Hitoshi’s hips - and kisses Aizawa. Heat laces through him when Aizawa reciprocates, but Hitoshi doesn’t push his luck. He pulls back after a few short seconds of a chaste kiss that leaves him wishing for more.

Aizawa looks utterly shocked. “Hitoshi -“

“I’ve wanted to do that for so long,” Hitoshi admits, cutting Aizawa off from whatever gentle rejection he was trying to get out. “I know you feel something for me. I’ll wait until after graduation, if that’s what you want, but you should know that I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Waiting for me? What does that mean?,” Aizawa seems like he has a lot he wants to say, but settles for a question, for now, at least. Hitoshi drops his eyes to the floor in a bout of shyness at the idea of having to explain exactly what that meant. He steels himself and looks Aizawa in the eye.

“At first, it was hero worship, sure, because you were always my hero, but we got to know each other, and you passed on your capture to me, taught me everything. You took the time to get to know me, you didn’t ask me to be someone else, you trusted me when no one else gave me the time of day. You proved over and over that I can trust you, and I do. It’s always been you. It’s never been anyone else, Sensei, that I’ve thought about or that I’ve wanted. So, I’ve waited. For you.”

His palms are sweaty, his heart is racing and he’s doing his best to control his breathing while he looks at Aizawa. His face has to be cherry red by this point, and he’s still looking directly at Aizawa, who isn’t saying anything. In fact, the man isn’t moving, or even blinking.

Hitoshi’s breathing evens out, but his pulse continues racing as Aizawa’s silence drags out over a full minute, and then two. Hitoshi is starting to get scared, terrified that he messed everything up and he’s about to quietly say good night when he realizes that Aizawa’s pupils are blown wide, and he’s gripping the counter at his back so tightly that he might break it.

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#aizawa shouta #eraserhead #shinsou hitoshi #yamada hizashi #boku no hero academia #fanfiction #my hero acedamia #present mic #shinzawa #shinzawamic

[ao3feed-aizawashouta]

by MemeMasterHito

It’s always been easy for Shouta to hide his recreational activities, but when he invites his boyfriend, Hitoshi, to come have dinner with him and his husband, Shouta not only had to admit that he smokes weed, but also teach Hitoshi how to smoke.

Words: 3456, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Underage

Categories: M/M

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Shinsou Hitoshi

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Shinsou Hitoshi & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic

Additional Tags: Weed, Marijuana, Drug Use, Established Erasermic, Hitoshi is their boyfriend, Chapter 2 will have smut, Recreational marijuana use - Freeform, Aizawa and Hizashi are casual stoners, Hizashi makes Spaghetti, I’m high while writing these tags, ShinZawaMic

#aizawa shouta #aizawa shota #eraserhead #bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #fanfic