If It's Okay, Could You Maybe Write Hcs For Aizawa Comforting His Younger Sibling Who's Having A Panic

If it's okay, could you maybe write hcs for aizawa comforting his younger sibling who's having a panic attack? (Maybe they're in class 1-A if that's not too much?) Thank you so much!!

ooo interesting,, of course!!

sibling panic attack headcanons with:

aizawa shota

gn!reader :)

it happened while everyone was working on a group project

Aizawa decided to take this time to curl up in his sleeping bag

no one knew the two of you were siblings by the way as you didn’t want them to think that you were getting special attention

so when someone said something that triggered something in you, you looked down and tried to breathe

you weren’t sure where this would lead to but now was the worst possible time

you couldn’t rely on your brother, not in front of everyone

you didn’t want to disturb him from his sleep either

but as time passed, it felt like it was only getting worse

you could feel your throat tightening, fearing that someone would ask you a question only for you to answer with a croak

your vision was starting to blur and you sat up from your seat, leaving the class without excusing yourself

hearing your name being called out, Aizawa’s eyes snapped open and looked at your empty desk

you wouldn’t have just gone to the bathroom, you would’ve told him like a regular student would

that meant that this was something else

trying to not look to worried, Aizawa told the class that he’d be back

he went to the girls’ bathroom first and called out your name from outside the door

he couldn’t hear anything but he didn’t want to waste his time by looking outside either

he had to get to you as quickly as he could

you generally hid in bathroom stalls but normally, he could hear your sniffles or your breathing

after knocking again to no response, he set for outside

and there you were, knees pressed to your chest on a bench, your face hidden 

Aizawa gently approached you and softly said your name

“y/n..shh..I’m here, it’s ok. no one’s watching. come here”

your face peeked out and seeing that he was right, you quickly hid your face in your brother’s arms

for a few minutes, he just let you clutch his shirt, feeling your tears dampening it

the whole time, he made sure that you could hear his own steady breathing to guide you

“y/n, do you think you’d be able to go back to class?”

this was a dilemma for you

you didn’t think you could go back in there with red cheeks and puffy eyes but you didn’t know if your brother would usually let students take the rest of the day off like this

but he said, “it’s ok if you can’t. you’re a good student, y/n. no one will think anything.”

he was right

you weren’t one to slack off

no one would suspect that their teacher was your brother

he was just worried for you

and with that, you went back to your dorm

Aizawa didn't have to say anything to the class, your classmates were already worried for you and since he didn’t say that he went to check on you, they sent food and messages, hoping that you were alright

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a/n: hope this was alright!

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Boy, do I wanna take you home

Request:

Aizawa x reader with the prompt “How many drinks would it take you to leave with me?”

Pairing: Aizawa x reader

Type: fluff 

It was late; far later than you had expected to be. 

Hizashi and Nemuri had somehow managed to convince you to get drinks with them after work. You didn’t go out often, especially if it was after work. Teaching a ragtag bunch of heroes-in-training tended to leave you more exhausted than you had ever thought was possible. 

Today had been an exception, however. It had been a fairly normal day of teaching, you had gone over the basics of hero training and the basics of emergency medical treatment if there was a scenario in which it would take a while for a first responder to reach you or a team member. You had, by the end of the day, felt as though you could stay up a bit later and grab a few drinks with your friends. 

“Y/n,” Nemuri slid over to where you were sitting at the bar, resting her head loving on your shoulder as she looked up at you, her eyes appearing larger and more doe-like than normal, “Did you tell Shouta where you are?” 

“Nope,” You hiccuped before giggling, twirling a strand of hair around your finger and reaching for your glass. Much to your disappointment, Nemuri had reached out before you, knowing what you were about to do, and moved the glass towards Hizashi and out of the way of your extended arm.

A pout overtook your once cheerful expression and Nemuri sighed, turning to face Hizashi, “We definitely should call him.” 

Your brows furrowed at this information and you tilted your head, glancing curiously between your friends. Just who were they planning on calling? Squinting, you debated with yourself if it truly mattered or, if getting another drink mattered more to you. 

It wasn’t often you let yourself get loose. Not since you graduated U.A, went through your young twenties as a hero, and became a teacher. You found yourself more focused on making sure you were going to bed early, drinking enough water, eating healthy meals, anything to keep up with the kids you were training. 

Yes, one more drink couldn’t hurt. 

Sneakily looking both ways, and making sure that Hizashi and Nemuri were both occupied, you lifted your hand towards the glass that Nemuri had moved earlier. Wriggling your fingers, you watched in utter awe as your glass slowly drew towards you–it were as though an invisible rope was pulling it. 

A giggle escaped your lips. You were so, incredibly proud of yourself for completing that task. It wasn’t an uncommon occurrence for you to forget your quirk when you were drunk. Bringing the glass to your lips, you froze, your eyes widening as they caught the gaze of a tall man with dark hair and a bored expression. 

Well, hello handsome. 

Your brain seemed to kickstart as the man started to walk towards you and you placed your glass on the counter. Glancing towards your friends, a puzzled look crossed your face as Nemuri’s snickers floated around you and Hizashi shook with laughter. 

However, you shook yourself out of your stumper. You had more important matters to deal with at that moment. 

The matter being that greek god who was walking towards you. Your heart nearly burst with excitement as he stopped in front of you. Oh, today really was your lucky day.

Putting on your most charming smile, you held out your hand, “Hello, I’m Y/n.”

The man raised his brow at your introduction and you watched, confusedly, as he turned to Hizashi and Nemuri. 

“How much did you guys give her?” You almost started drooling at the sound of his voice. It was a deeper baritone, rough, but gentle enough. It reminded you of cotton sheets on a summer day or a fire crackling during the first snow of winter. 

You wanted him. 

“How many drinks would it take for you to leave with me,” You deadpanned, getting straight to the point, and, it was at this moment that Hizashi and Nemuri roared with humor. Your friends were slumped over, their body’s shaking uncontrollably as laughter coursed through them.   

The man, however, gave you a soft smile before fondly shaking his head. 

“None, we’re leaving right now and going home.” 

Today really was your lucky day. 

Nemuri and Hizashi, on the other hand, would never let you live down the fact that you hit on your own husband. 

He’s angry with you for doing this.

NO cause now my head is fiLLed with thoughts of college basketball player eren yaeger. also thinking of soccer eren and american football player eren :)

just imagine college basketball player eren yeager sweating buckets from running up and down the court and slamming dunks into the hoop just to impress you. wiping his sweat fro his face with his shirt, making sure to be facing in your direction.

college basketball player eren yeager looking effortlessly gorgeous while fixing his long tangled locks for the tenth time while playing 2 on 2 with jean, connie and reiner. eventually it gets too annoying so he runs over to the benches where your sitting with, i luv this> goth!mikasa watching some tiktoks on her phone, to ask you to french plait his hair. (ffs now this got me inspired to write a fic/hcs on braiding erens hair) it takes longer cause he keeps moving his head when arguing with jean, no matter how many times you grab his jaw and move it to the place you want it.

college basketball player eren yeager who looks fcking amazing when he has to wear a suit jacket n tie for game day. pairing it with a pair of black jeans and black air forces.

college basketball player eren yeager who makes sure to look at you after every point he scores when you come to his games. and every time in the locker room before the game starts he kisses the small key necklace you gave him before tucking in under his jersey while you hold onto the matching lock around your own neck waiting for him to come out and make a small heart with his hands in your direction.

in conclusion i will be writing a college basketball player eren yeager fic soon 😃

Better than me? Eren x BlackFem!Reader (NFSW)

Note: I was totally feeling this shit so I hope you don’t mind that I took pieces of it and wrapped it up into my own little thing. I hope y’all like this!!💞🌸

“I look better than that hoe, that’s why she made you block me,” Y/n’s ass was only halfway into the passenger seat of Eren’s car when she couldn’t wait any longer to pop her shit. “How I’m ugly when you always tryna fuck on me?” 

Eren’s low red eyes rolled over to Y/n as she closed his car door, flipping her deep wave caramel hair over her shoulder and huffing as she crossed her legs and sat back in the seat. “What are you talking about?” Eren’s eyes flitted over Y/n, double taking her big titties pressing through the skimpy yellow sundress that hugged her body tight. 

“Your little girlfriend,” Y/n snapped. “Cause real shit, Eren, I’m gonna spank her.”

Eren leaned back in his car seat, one hand at the bottom of the steering wheel as he steered the car through a green light. “So?” Eren calmly asked, green eyes fixed on the road as he turned onto the highway.

Y’n’s brown eyes went wide, glaring at Eren. The way Eren’s bright green eyes pin her, flicking down to her body before pinning her again stuns her. Eren realizes Y’n’s actually mad so he reaches over and grabs her hand and locks their fingers together on top of the armrest. 

“If it was really me who blocked you, you wouldn’t be in my car right now.” Eren’s cool tone does nothing to quell Y/n’s little attitude and she tries to snatch her hand from Eren before she yells at him again and the way he gripped her hand when she tried to pull away made her gulp. 

“I wouldn’t be taking you shopping either,” Eren’s eyes are on the road when he lifts her hand to his lips and kisses her hot brown skin. “So, shut up.” Eren was always cool on a bitch, he didn’t care enough to apply any pressure cause he didn’t take them seriously- but Y/n? She couldn’t be fucked with, she was bad as fuck and Eren definitely knew he had to apply pressure cause you were one a kind.

Y/n’s lips parted to speak but nothing came out because the skin where Eren had kissed her was buzzing with energy, fluttering and touching Eren’s soft lips. Eren smirks and the dimple at the side of his mouth shows  a bit as he massages the inside of her hand with his thumb when she didn’t have any back talk. The way Eren just went from manhandling to caressing her made Y/n’s front hot. Everytime his thumb stroked her palm and then ran over the back of her long white acrylic nails before stroking the back of her hand sent tingles down her spine. 

Who did this nigga think he was? Talking to her like he was her Daddy or something. Y/n’s brown eyes flitted over Eren, taking him in as butterflies fluttered in her tummy. His stupid hair in it’s usual stupid half up bun hairstyle, his stupid abs printing through his white t-shirt, his stupid vanilla musk, his stupid aloof expression behind his stupid green eyes.

“Don’t fucking tell me to shut up,” She snatched her hand from Eren and reached across the arm rest, slapping him over his temple. “Tell your little goofy bitch to shut up talking all that shit that’s gon’ get her ass popped!” 

Eren frowned, anger flaring in his expression as he pulled over on the side of the highway and unlocked the car doors. Y/n got a little scared cause she deadass thought he was about to kick her out of his car when he took off his seatbelt. 

“Get in the back seat, now.” Eren got out of the car and slammed the door. He came over to the passenger side where Y’n was and yanked the door open. “Move!” Eren commanded when Y’n wasn’t trying to move. Y’n rolled her eyes and got out of the car, walking past Eren. 

Eren slapped your ass, hard, when you walked past him to get in the back and your heart jumped in your chest. Eren didn even let you open the car door before he slapped your other ass cheek. “Hurry the fuck up,” He growls, yanking the car door open and pointing inside. 

Y’n’s pussy was purring as she crawled into the backseat of Eren’s car when he slapped her again this time, yanking up her sundress and squeezing her ass as he got in behind her. Eren didn’t even let her get comfortable- he snatched her up and tugged her panties down her thighs and then ripped them off her legs, tossing them away. 

“Eren-” 

Eren grabbed her jaw hard and shoved his index and ring finger between your glossy lips and down your throat, making you gag for air as he swirled his finger around the inside of your mouth. “Shut the fuck up,” He snapped, shoving you back against the window before he grabbed your hips and flipped you, shoving your face into seats. 

Eren clapped your ass with both of his hands, watching it jiggle before he clapped you again. Y/n cried out, trying to get up but Eren shoved your face down again and spanked you out, slapping both of his hands on your ass until it was burning, blushing and you were screaming into the seats. 

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Eren growled slapping your ass and grabbing your cheeks to yank your ass back into the air when you tried to squirm away. “You got me fucked up,” Eren dug his nails into your skin and brought his hand down like lightning, making your soft skin ripple and blush furiously. 

“I didn’t even hit you that hard!” Y/n whined, reaching back to try and hold Eren’s hand from stinging her again. Eren twisted his hand out of her reach and pressed an arch into your back before he popped you on your pussy. 

“Mmph!” The electricity that shot up her spine trapeze back down into her pussy and Eren sniggered at the way Y’n deepened her arch, pushing her pussy out for him. He popped her pussy again, enjoying the way it made her body shake. 

“Crazy ass little bitch,” Eren licked his fingers and took his anger out on Y/n’s trembling pussy, slapping her beefy pussy until it was drooling. “Put your fucking hands on me?” Eren jammed two fingers deep in her pussy and flicked them roughly in her pink warmth. Eren milked her pussy groaning aloud when her pussy started singing like wet mac n cheese.

“Say sorry,” Eren grunted, becoming enthralled with the way her pussy sucked up his fingers. 

 Y/n started rocking her pussy on his fingers and moaning breathy a string of “Sorry baby” and Eren sat back to let you fuck his fingers. 

“You nasty bitch,” Eren groaned as he thumbed that little clit and slapped that fat ass as Y/n rocked her pussy on his fingers. Eren wiggled his fingers inside your pussy, feeling your hot wet walls sucking his fingers in. 

Eren’s words lit a fire in your belly and you threw that shit back on his fingers. The anger in your chest leaked out your pussy onto Eren’s fingers when he started curling his fingers up, hooking into that fat pussy.

Those cheeks bounced, Y/n’s tight little asshole calling to him when he licked his tongue out, tasting her summer dew. Eren drew a breath in and licked his lips before tonguing out her pretty asshole. Y/n’s tang made Eren’s mouth water and he greedly pulled her ass apart with both hands and licked her from her leaking pussy to her delicious cakehole, swirling his tongue in both your holes cause he couldn’t choose.

“That shit taste good, don’t it?” Y/n rocked into Eren’s face, her toes curling when he lapped his tongue inside her pussy and nuzzled his nose in her ass. “You aint never tasted juicy pussy before huh?” Y/n spelled her name on Eren’s face, winding every which way around Eren’s tongue. Eren groaned into her pussy and slaps both of her cheeks, squeezing her jiggling flesh to keep her where he wanted her. She didn’t even know Eren whipped it out until he’s stuffing his dick up into her wet chocolate pussy. 

“Yeah bust that pussy open, Y/n,” Eren growls, splitting your head when he rams against your womb with a wet squish. The way your tongue falls out of your mouth with a scream makes Eren’s dick twitch inside you and oh god that shit made your belly feel like it was gonna burst. Eren lifts his shirt up to his neck so he can see that little pussy stretch and grip his dick and the view makes him shudder. 

Eren couldn’t find his words when Y/n put that pussy on him, slapping her ass on him with a sick squelch everytime her pussy ate up his dick. You reached back and pulled those cheeks apart and both of you sigh as his dick sinks into the hilt.

“Fuckkk,” Eren sighs when he starts stroking your pussy. “Keep that shit open, baby” He deep strokes your pussy as he rubs your asshole with his thumb. Y’n looked back at Eren and bit her lip, locking eyes with Eren when she took control again, rocking her ass in time with his strokes. Eren’s mouth fell open and he was panting, green eyes leering into hers. You were a problem for Eren; a bad bitch he couldn’t tame and it fucked him up in the head when you pushed his buttons just right.

“Can she throw it back like this?” Y/n purred as she whined her waist, her ass cheeks bouncing counterclockwise against each other as she rocked up and down Eren’s dick. It felt better than it looked- and it looked really fucking good.

Eren’s green eyes fluttered, not leaving her own. “N- ah- fuck, no,” Eren huffed out, licking his lips and panting as she stroked him. Eren throbs inside of Y/n’s drooling pussy as she squeezes and milks him. All Eren can think while you cream on his dick is this was the best pussy he’s ever had and he can’t help the moans of your name that fall from his lips, low and guttral. 

Eren can’t remember how he ended up on his back, he can’t remember how you got ontop of him yanking his pants down so hard his phone falls out his pocket. All Eren remembers is the way she looks into his eyes when she teased her pink folds with his dick. The way Eren looks when he’s at your mercy is nothing short of ecstasy. You don’t even know what you’re doing when you grab his phone and fumble to start recording him. Eren doesn’t even stop you, hands grabbing at your hips to force you down on his dick. He doesn’t stop you when the flash from his iphone camera glares in his eyes, he just wants your sweet pussy and nothings gonna stop him. 

The fire in Eren’s belly shot up into his head when she slowly sat on his dick, the way it pulsed and throbbed against her womb when she grinds down on Eren. “Mmn, that feel so fucking good, baby,” Y/n purrs before she starts stroking him, bouncing up and down on on his dick. Eren utters a loud groan at the feeling of her pussy sucking him up and he props himself up to watch her. 

Y/n was a fucking problem, bouncing up and down his dick, squeezing her fingers around his neck as she fucked him out. Her juicy pussy drenched Eren’s balls, ass and the carseat under him and he held her thighs for dear life, his eyes fluttering half lidded back and forth between her bouncing breast and her pretty brown eyes. 

“You like how I fuck you baby?” She croons as she slows her pace, slowly rising and falling on his dick and Eren bites his lip desperately digging his nails into her skin, panting as he bucks up into her sweet pussy. 

Eren nods his head huffing out a breathy “Yeah,” as he rubs her hips and belly, feeling her soft skin as she lowers herself, swallowing up his dick before taking away her warmth again. It was driving Eren crazy. 

“You gonna be a good boy and take this pussy?” Y/n asks as she squeezes his throat, rubbing her pussy over the tip of his tall dick before sitting on it again. “You gonna let me cum on this big dick?”

Fuck. Eren eagerly nods and shudders when she drags her warm pussy up his dick until she’s hovering over his tip. “You’re so hard for me, is my pussy that good?” She teases as she slowly takes his dick in again.

 Eren’s ears and cheeks are burning hot. He runs a hand through his hair, unraveling his bun before he breaths a husky  “So fucking good,” His words spur her on and she starts bouncing on his dick again. 

“Yeah baby, just like that,” Eren growls as he sits up, holding her ass to help her bounce, lifting her up when she slams down until their bodies ache. She slams down, her head spinning as she rubs her clit against his crotch. Eren pants and groans the feeling of your creamy pussy clenching and unclenching around his dick milking him until he had nothing left. 

Y/n hugs Eren’s head to her chest and kisses his hair. He returns the favor, smooching his lips against her breast. “You better not be giving that pussy to anybody else,” 

Reacting to their s/o telling them they’re pregnant.

Warnings: Sooo much fluff and sweetness I apologize. A tiny bit of angst.

For my soft, tired looking boys. 

Dabi

He could feel you holding your breath every minute he was around, for days and weeks before you finally let it out.

“Dabi…” you called, taking his attetion off of a coffee mug so he would look at you.

He already knew, ofcourse he did. He was very attentive of you. And knew you’d missed two periods already, he also noticed that you had put in a little belly weight. That and the fact that he felt like he knew it in his heart -if he had the right to say he had one- was enough.

“I’m pregnant” you had said with a hand over your belly, his expression was unreadable at first. But when he put the mug down a relief like emotion washed over his features as he embraced you in the warmest hug.

“I know… I thought you’d leave me.” he had confessed.

It actually scared him more than the spawn currently growing inside of you. He knew you did not love the lifestyle he lived, even if he tried his best to keep you uninvolved. And since you’d been keeping the pregnancy to yourself since finding out, he couldn’t decide wether to think you would run away with your child or get rid of it. And deep down, even though he initially thought he would end up walking out of your life for good years from now, he was glad you’d decided to share this with him. 

“You know I wouldn’t! I could not… I love you. But Dabi …” that’s when the tears came, and you held him tighter. It needed to stop, you could not raise your child in a warzone. Much less when their father was one of the people causing it. 

“I know y/n, I know. You don’t worry about a thing.” he said caressing your hair. “I have a plan.”

He comforted you in his arms for what felt like an eternity. And he did indeed have a plan. Since he found out that there was a piece of him and you, full of innocence and love, he knew he wanted better for this child than the life of a villain. He was worried for the life to come, but that didn’t mean he’d show it. He was going to protect you both with his life until his last dying breath, and that was a fact not even the League of Villains, or his own vindictive desires could ever change. At least he hoped so.

Bonus

You two had a girl, and this made him weak to his knees.

She (Daia) has his mesmerazing blue eyes.

The first and only known time Dabi has cried -by cried I mean he shed like two tears before he roughly wiped his eyes-, was when she went missing at a mall for an hour or two. She was two at the time and Dabi couldn’t shake away the thought that the League had taken her from her as a punishment for leaving them.

When she was found he literally didn’t let go of her or you until all three of you were back in the safety of your home.

Daia was, as he would call her, the fire of his eyes. 

Shinsou

To be honest your relationship with him wasn’t… formal. It was more of hookups and benefits, but he trusted you like no one and same thing with you. You knew of his dreams and aspirations, so you felt like you’d betrayed him by getting pregnant. A child could only get in his way, so you panicked. You also had your own dreams to follow and you were both still young.

“We’re fucked, I fucked up, I’m sorry Hitoshi.” tears already sprinkled down your cheeks and he just frowned deeply at the other side of the phone.

“What is it?”

“I need you to come, meet me by our place.”

He was confused alright, you never had acted like that with him so it was an unsettling feeling. He cared for you and he hoped you wouldn’t break up whatever the two of you had, but he mostly hoped you were okay.

“Y/N” he found you sitting on the floor, face between your knees and a shaking frame. “Y/N  what..?” you looked up, and it hurt him to see you in such a despaired state.

“I- I I’m sorry Hi- Hito-shi” you choked out and he bent his knee to put a hand on your shoulder.

“What’s up?” he always had this calm demeanor that most of the time pissed you off, today was no exception.

“YOU DAMMNED…!” before you could finish your sentence a fog clouded your mind and you felt dizzy. Had he just?

“Calm down” he commanded, sending a chill down your spine. When your mind obeyed him, he let go and as quickly as you regained control you slapped his face.

“Let that be the first and last time you use that quirk of yours on me.” he chuckled, taking your hand in his.

“I’m sorry, what happened are you okay?” he says while looking down at your hand, he was absently drawing nonsense in it with his finger and you smiled.

“I hope this doesn’t ruin us Shinsou” you said intertwining your hand with his. He was stiff now but you didn’t dare look at him.

“Why would it?”

“I- I’m, We…” unable to find the right words, in a desperate move you pulled his hand down to your stomach and pressed his palm on your belly, hoping he’d get the message.

“Y/n what…” it took him a minute, you looked at his confused expression and as realization dawned on it you took a hand to your mouth. “You’re pregnant.”

And there came your tears again. “I’m sorry Hitoshi! I don’t know how this happened I…” he chuckled interrupting your rant and you looked at him bewildered. His eyes were still on your belly and it made your face flush.

“I have a pretty good idea about how it did” he says with a smirk and you swat his hand away.

“HITOSHI!! THIS IS SERIOUS” you say hiding your face on your knees again.

After a second or two you feel him grab your face, and you are reluctant to open your eyes even as he wipes the tears off your cheeks.

“You don’t have to be sorry. We both made a mistake and we’ll have to deal. But I can’t see you like this.” His final comment made you look at him, only to find his purple eyes staring back. He was never this sweet. “I guess this is a bad time to ask you to become my girlfriend huh.” he says taking a hand to the back of his neck as he smiles.

“WHAT, Hitoshi are you even thinking straight!? We’ve got a situation here!!”

“I am, and I can’t tell my parents I got just some girl pregnant… she’s gotta be my girl.”

“Tell your… so you, you’re not angry? But we’re so young, and what about becoming a hero?”

“My parents were young y/n, and I can handle it.” he said taking your hand in his to kiss it. “You need to trust me, I’ve got your back.”

“I didnt think you’d want this” you say in a whisper.

“Y/n, we created something, and it’s already by far the best thing I’ve ever done.” he says taking a hand to your belly again, making you flush deeply. “It isn’t ideal, but I don’t think I’d rather have it any other way…. Or with anybody else.”

“Hitoshi…” tears prickled your eyes but this time, these were the happy kind. And you smiled as you threw body into his arms. “Thank you!”

You felt him smile as he rested a hand on your back “I’ve got you… both of you.” And with that he pressed a light kiss to the top of your head.

Bonus

Shinsou held on to his word, and he was a really big help with telling your parents.

It really wasn’t easy, but he worked hard until your baby boy was born and even harder after that. He worried so much he wouldn’t even let you study too much.

Whoever dared say something mean to you at school about your state had to deal with a very scary Hitoshi, on a really bad day he’d brainwash people into doing things for you for the rest of the week. Which led to a few fights between you two until he stopped it.

Now, you were glad to say that it had all paid off. Shinsou and you married, had your own house and jobs and your boy was a happy little purpled hair spawn.

There was another bundle in the making, and Shinsou was thrilled, getting to enjoy your pregnancy this time around with a lot of belly rubs, pampering and when he thought you weren’t paying attetion, lots of talking to your unborn child.

Aizawa

You had been happily married to Shouta for three years before you got pregnant.

You guys weren’t trying to get pregnant, but you had talked about kids.

And you knew that, being a teacher, Shouta had mixed emotions about becoming a father. 

That did not stop you from being excited as hell though. You admired your husband so much, how strong he was after being through so much. You felt he finally deserved something to go right in his life. And with the League of Villains long forgotten, the time was more than perfect. You wanted Shouta to feel the same way you did, so you prepared him the cutest little surprise you could think off.

Since he was a very private person you knew including people on this was beyond the question. But that didn’t stop you from telling a few of his closest coworkers, just so that they could lead him on during the week. And they also had to keep him occupied until everything was ready the day you would tell him.

It was very simple, you would greet him with a nice date night prepared. Then you would give him a box full of things, things that belonged to the two of you in your early years. You knew it would annoy him if it took him forever to get to the end of it, but that is exactly how you wanted him to be by the end of it. You put in there everything and anything imaginable, like for example the clothes he had left the hospital in as a baby, both ot your childhood photo albums, a blanket your mother said you used to love, some used baby shoes and the list went on. 

All this so that when he got to the bottom of the box and found an empty photo album, he would be confused as hell. There was only going to be one picture inside it. It was your first sonogram picture.

 On the back it would read “Newest addition to the Aizawa’s.”

You were preparing everything for when he got home that day, you were planing to get everything on video so you could rewatch the moment forever. You cooked him his favorite meal, you even found his favourite childhood movie so that you guys could watch it afterwards. And you were almost finished with the box.

But you fell asleep.

Just five minutes before Mic texted you that Aizawa had just gone home you had fallen asleep in bed after taking a break. You couldn’t blame yourself though. You had a very hard time finding all those things and preparing everything. And apparently growing a human being was already taking it’s toll on you. You were exhausted.

And the only thing that woke you up was a cold hand and a peppered kiss on the cheek. While you slowly opened your eyes you realized Shouta was laying next to you, a dumb smirk on his face while his tumb was massaging circles on your exposed tummy. You smiled, still half asleep and completely oblivious.

“Welcome home” you greeted him in a soft voice.

“Dinner was great” he said and you smiled, closing in the distance and resting your face on his chest.

“Thanks, I made it specially….” and theeen you realized, you had messed up. “Fuck” your eyes were wide open now and your husband chuckled. “Did you see?” 

Dumb ass, dumb ass. Dumb. Ass. Y/N

“I did.” there was a small smirk on his face. “So… Im gonna be a dad huh. No wonder everyone at work was so… bubbly” 

“Fuck, Shouta!” you slapped his chest “You weren’t suposse to see that! I had a plan and I screwed it.” you pout and whine laying on your back and rubbing your face. “I missed your reaction…”

Shouta chuckled, his cold hand caressing your pouty lips and pulling himself closer to you. You then realized he was holding up the sonogram picture, wich you were writing in before falling asleep. “I love you, and this…” he waved the small picture “makes me very happy” he leaned in giving you a deep kiss.

He grabbed the sides of your face, and you could feel the sides of his mouth beginning to curl up. You chuckled into the kiss and you both pulled away.

“Nothing has ever been as precious to me as you are in this moment, I don’t need a surprise to make this any more special. You have made me so happy Y/N. ” he said just before kissing you again. 

Your heart felt as if it was going to burst from all these things Shouta was making you feel. And actual tears spilled from your eyes. Shouta made sure to wipe each one of them away with his lips. 

“I think this is the sweetest you have ever been in our whole marriage.” you joked and he huffs. 

Aizawa wasn’t very expressive that was no lie. But he was a very passionate man, and you knew that what he didn’t say in words he showed in actions. And you were completely okay -and in love- with that. 

Bonus 

Aizawa went to every single one of your doctors appointments, and as much as he denied it, he always got teary eyed when he heard his child’s heartbeat.

He became the softest person when he was around you in your late months, he never argued or raised his voice or made sudden movements. It pissed the fuck out of you to the point where you hit him with a book once, because he wouldn’t let you near the stove.

This didn’t change when your babies were born. Just 3 months before giving birth the doctor had some news for you. TWINS! When he had heard the news, Shouta almost literally fell from his chair. 

The day of delivery came early, and that man almost died in the hospital room with you. Everything you felt, he felt like he felt it. He gave you every little drop of his support and held your hand for the whole 10 hours.

When his babies had finally made their way into the world he was the happiest person alive. Two little black haired boys, completely healthy, incredibly small and perfectly healthy. Everytime they had to be taken away for test and evaluations his heart broke a little. 

He never once left the hospital building until you and the babies did, he looked very very tired but he refused to leave your side. And when all three of you could finally leave, he rushed up and down so that you guys had everything you needed when you got to your home. Because you were all his precious gift and he would treat you as such.