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BRAND NEW FIC!
It's called, "Not that he'd ever admit it"
Summary:
Aizawa and Yamada get put on a patrol together, it starts off quiet but a bloodcurdling scream starts a long and winding chase. They have to catch a kidnapping clown without letting some silly feelings get in the way. But of course, feelings do. When the two end up in a place you'd least expect a thriller chase for a villain, now they've really got their work cut out for them.
And feelings.
They just keep slipping through the cracks.
Aizawa's feelings were unusual today, he usually had control over what he thought and said but today was different.
Not that he'd ever admit it of course
Yall I want to write something abt dabi or aizawa and shiggs but I cant think of anything💀 can yall req something and I'll try to write it!
Aizawa x Reader
You're both married for 4 years now and had been trying hard to have a baby, but somehow you always lead to a miscarriage. It went on and on but Aizawa promised to stay by your side and be patient with it. A miracle did happen though. You were pregnant and so after waiting for a month, you decided to suprise him during dinner on your anniversary. But you never knew he had a big suprise for you too.
cw: miscarriage, mentions of miscarriage, bad language(? idk this shit long) etc.
a/n: ik yall didn't ask for this and prolly sm1 is waiting for the dabi x reader but haha look what I wrote:'D anyways enjoyy!
btw this is not edited I'm so sorry for typos and shits.
You and Aizawa have been trying for a baby for quite some time now after getting married for 4 years, although; everytime you tested positive on a pregnancy test it doesn't last long for more than a week or month. It was hard for the first time it happened, but after two or three attempts later, your body just couldn't handle it.
Aizawa started to become distant for the past few months and it started to worry you. The both of you still tried to form a baby, but it just won't happen.
But I guess miracles do happen. You stood by the bathroom sink staring at the positive test in your hand, hoping that this little miracle growing in you would stay.
It was a month after that day and you still haven't told Aizawa, scared that you might lose it again after a few weeks and would just build up expectations just for you to lose it again. You thought that maybe you could wait for a month to make sure the baby stays, and it did.
Tonight was your anniversary, it has been officially 4 years since you guys were married and you decided to announce your pregnancy to him as a surprise. Aizawa has been burying himself with work the past weeks and months, you thought that if you now break the news to him that he'll be by your side again.
You were at the dinner table full of food that you've cooked for this special night and had worn a simple dress, you were waiting for him to get home. As you continued to set the table you heard the door click open and shut, looking up you saw him clad in a white dress shirt, black pants and his tie was hanging on his arm same with his coat.
You smiled softly at him as you walked towards him, "Welcome home, sho." you greeted as you took his coat and tie from him. He looked at you and smiled as he looked at the dinner table with all the food you've cooked. "What's all this?" he asked walking towards it and putting his bag on the couch. "I thought that it'll be great to have dinner here at home for our anniversary, and I have something to say too" you smiled as you placed his coat on the couch neatly. His back was facing you and you didn't noticed his smile fade away with a sigh. "I have to tell you something as well" he said as he turned to you. You walked up to him and patted his back. "well tell that later while we eat, I'm starving" you whined as you sat on the table, he nodded and took a seat in front of you.
As you were eating almost finishing up the food, you looked up to him and asked "You were going to say something, sho?" you said as you chewed your food. He looked at you for a moment "No, you go first" he offered as he finished his food. You shook your head before taking a drink of your water also finished with your food. "No no, I think yours is much more exciting than mine." you said as you patted your mouth using a tissue while smiling. He sighed knowing best to not argue with you, looking down he said "Let's get divorced, I got someone pregnant." He moved his head away from your gaze as your eyes widened. "What?" you asked almost a whisper, his head turned to you and looked straight into your eyes. "I was cheating on you for the past few months, didn't you even noticed? I was that desperate of having a child we- you couldn't have or last. You know how much I wanted one and you could even try and keep one?!" He said his voice raising a little at the last part. You were speechless, "I thought you said you'd wait? I thought you said you would be patient with it? You know I also want to have one and been trying to keep one. I'm also suffering Shota, don't you see that?" you said as you looked at him with tears threatening to leave your eyes. He shook his head as he stood up. "Well I can't be patient enough, when our last doctor said that you could pass as infertile. The papers are already signed, just get out the house before I come back. And I want those papers signed too" he said as he walking towards the door. You stood up quickly calling for him "Where are you going?" you asked desperately, he turned his head to you as he reached the door, a hand on the knob. "To the woman who's carrying my child. Goodbye l/n." He said as he walked out the door shutting it behind him.
"But, I'm the woman who's carrying your child.." you whispered as tears finally rolled down your eyes.
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You had the divorce papers signed and had your bags packed. It was early in the morning and he would be coming home any moment now, you had taken and packed all of the pictures and memories the both of you had made leaving the house you two once lived in a blank house.
You were going to stay with your family friend until you find a job and an apartment to live in, still doesn't know how you'll sustain a good health for your growing child.
-Aizawa's Pov
As I got home, I had Akira, the mother of my Child to live with me. Me and her entered the house, and as I looked around making sure she left already I couldn't help but noticed how every picture and memories we had framed was gone. Well at least that's one problem out of the way. I welcomed Akira with a smile and told her to feel at home and unpack her bags in the masters bedroom- the bedroom me and y/n used to sleep in. But I didn't mind, I already have the woman that would give me a child- the child y/n could never give. I'll finally have a family.
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A few months had passed and Akira was 3 months pregnant when she miscarried. They were fighting over something when she started bleeding making both of them panicked. Aizawa quickly rushed her to the hospital, scared that he might lose yet another child. After a few minutes of waiting the doctor finally went out of the room and stood next to a sitting aizawa. He noticed and quickly stood up "How's my girlfriend? Is she alright? Is the baby alright?" he asked his voice in a panicked tone, the doctor looked at him and smiled.
"Your girlfriend is alright Aizawa-san" she reassured, but her smiled dropping "though, due to stress she had lost the baby." she said as she patted him on the shoulder. His eyes widened feeling the deja vu of the night you lost your first baby. He began to shook his head muttering out 'no's' as he sat on the waiting chair with his hands gripping on his hair. The doctor carresed his back in comfort as she took the leave. He stood up a few minutes later and entered her room, smiling softly at her. She had been crying by the redness of her eyes as she apologized to him "It's okay, we'll try and try again alright? We'll be patient with this, we'll go through this together."
He said as he kissed her head holding her hand, his words echoed through his mind. Those were the same words he had told you the night you lost your first child. But he shook the memory away.
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A year and a half has passed and the same thing repeated again and again. He was growing tired and was starting to think that he was the problem. Hizashi, Nemuri and Toshinori had asked him if he wanted to join them for lunch on a restaurant near by for lunch and he agreed.
They were seating in a booth, Hizashi and Nemuri was in front of him and Toshinori was right next to him by the windows. Behind them was the counter, and as they were talking hizashi perked up upon seeing someone behind him. "Yo Y/n!" he yelled bringing his hand up in a wave, he choked on his drink upon hearing the name. Hizashi turned to the three "looked she brought Yuki with her" he smiled as he pointed. Nemuri smiled as well "I missed that kid, was a real pain in the ass when we last visited." she sighed and toshinori agreed beside him. He was confused, what child? Did you adopt? A nephew maybe? He sighed to himself shaking his head as he remembered he was not supposed to be concerned about your life anymore since the both of you were divorced for a year now.
Suddenly a child, probably not older than one waddled slowly to hizashi. As hizashi saw the child he picked him up and placed him on his lap. "Hey little man!" he said as he bounced the baby on his lap, nemuri reaching out to the baby and pinching his cheeks. Aizawa observed the child and noticed that the child- Yuki as yamada mentioned, had a thick(for a one year old he thought) black hair almost close to his and was wearing a small denim jumper and had chubby cheeks, his eyes was the same colors as y/n's and some features was almost like his. His observations was cut off as someone stood at their table, looking up he saw y/n, her hair had grew out from the past short hair she had since he last saw her. She smiled at Yuki patting his head. "Little guy missed you two" she smiled at them.
And as aizawa looked between Yuki and Y/n he started counting the months since that night of your anniversary. It has been a year and few months, looking at Yuki he looked to be almost a year and a few months. He remembered that you never got to tell him your 'suprise' that night, was this your suprise? Was Yuki your suprise to him that night? What happened to after you left? How did you managed to be alone? Thoughts ran to his mind as she spaced out. What really did happened to you after that?
-Y/n Pov(after that night)
A few weeks had passed and you were leaving the hospital after a weekly check up when you stumbled upon the trio- hizashi, nemuri and toshinori. The three was walking around and saw you and decided to invite you to lunch with them. You agreed, and when the three were asking how were things with your ex husband, you just dropped the news to them. They were shocked at how careless aizawa was and said that they'll support you through the pregnancy. You smiled happily to them knowing that you may lost your husband, but you still had wonderful and supportive friends with you.
A few months had passed and they stood by their word, helping you through cramps, morning sickness and even your weird cravings, they were with you when you learnt about the gender and was so happy when they found out it was a boy. Your due date was coming up and the three decided to put you in the hospital until you gave birth, nemuri was with you in the hospital room when your water broke and had stayed with you through the birth.
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After a few hours the baby was cleaned and gently placed on your chest as he slept. The name you chose- Yuki, was one of the names you and aizawa thought of on the day you first got pregnant. The three was pleased that your mood swings was finally over, but now they had to take care of a mini you now(they love it).
A year had passed since that day, and they took care of Yuki from time to time, taking turns whenever you need a break. A lot of memories was made with just the four of you and Yuki, his first step and his first words(it was dada and hizashi was laughing his ass off when it happened). You were great full for them, but you always wondered about Aizawa, what if he was the one doing those things with you? Would he be happy? You shake those thoughts off as you and Yuki entered a restaurant for lunch after his weekly check up.
As you were paying, you heard someone call out for you "Yo Y/n!" you turned your head as you handed the money to the cashier, waiting for the change. You waved at hizashi as you saw nemuri next to him and a familiar gold hair in front of her. You let go of yuki's hand when he saw hizashi, to let him wonder towards them. You took the change from the cashier and walked towards them seeing Yuki now sat on hizashi's lap as nemuri was pinching his cheek. You smiled and patted Yuki on the head "Little guy misses you, you know" you said now noticing the guy that was sat next to toshi. You took a deep breath as you spoke to toshi "how are you? You're not working yourself up are you?" you teased as you ignored Aizawa, who was sat next to him. "No no, I'm not don't worry" toshi said waving his hand up and shaking his head. Aizawa was looking at you but you didn't minded as you turned to nemuri "Are you busy tomorrow? I need someone to take care of Yuki for the day, I'm applying for a job tomorrow" you said. Nemuri pouted at you "I thought the four of us agreed that you won't work anymore?" she said as she crossed her arms at her chest "Yeah! Didn't we already?" hizashi agreed as he was playing with Yuki, you sighed. "I still want to help you three out you know? I can't be a bother" you said taking a chair from another table and placing it in front of the end of their table sitting on it. "You never bothered up y/n-kun" toshi said looking at you. "still!" you pouted taking Yuki from hizashi as you sat him in front of you on the table. Yuki turned to his right, now facing aizawa. You didn't minded him that much but when Yuki turned to him and leaned towards him with one hand supporting him and the other reaching out, all of you on the table stilled awaiting for aizawa's reaction.
-3rd pov
Aizawa stared at Yuki as he reached out for his hair. The small hands now reaching the front of his hair and softly tugged onto it smiling at him and blabbering away. Y/n took yuki's hand as it held on aizawa's hair "No Yuki, bad" she scolded softly as she puts his hand down and handed him to hizashi to keep yuki away from him a little. The table was silent after that. Aizawa was now looking at y/n "Is he.. Mine?" he asked almost a whisper, y/n's head was turned away from him when he asked. She quickly stood up taking Yuki from hizashi "You're still going to take care of Yuki tomorrow, muri."she said as she walked away.
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The next day came and Y/n was clad in a white dress shirt and black pants, she was fixing her cufflinks when she heard a knock on the door, she walked towards it while slowly trying not to trip in one of yuki's toys that was scattered on the living room he was sat in. She reached the door and opened it only to see Nemuri with Aizawa.
Confused, she pointed at him as she looked at Nemuri "What is he doing here? I thought I only asked for you."she said as she pointed at nemuri at the last part. Nemuri sighed and held two fingers on her nose bridge as she closed her eyes. "Well, after you left yesterday he bombarded us with questions and I can't just keep a secret you know!" she explained.
Aizawa cleared his throat and you snapped you look at him "I just wanted to know if he's mine, and I wanted to meet him as well." He butts in. Kea sighed as she ran a hand through her hair. "he's yours okay? And why do you want to meet him? Don't you have a child on your own already? The child you left me for?" She spat while pointing a finger at him. Aizawa tenses at her words and looks down shamefully, "She lost the baby, more than once" he explained not meeting your gaze. Y/n scoffed, "Oh how ironic isn't it? Your girlfriend always loses your child and you go off running with other women so that you could have a child? Don't shit me Aizawa, yesterday was just an accidental meeting. I would never let you meet my child after what you did to me. You could've been there watching him grow up, but you weren't were you?" You took a breath and continued.
"I had to be alone because of your selfishness of wanting a child. You thought I wasn't as hurt as you when I always miscarried? For fuck sakes it wasn't your body that's been a fucking casket for our lost babies! How fucking selfish are you?" You whispered the last part finishing your argument.
While you were arguing, Nemuri took the chance to slip into your house towards Yuki, leaving the both of you alone.
Aizawa stared at you in shame, not knowing what to say. "We were married for 4 years Shota. Were you that desperate?" you said. He sighed looking down, "I'm sorry, I should've had stayed with you and trusted that we could do it together. But I didn't. I let my selfishness overcome me, I'm really sorry y/n, I never meant to hurt you." He said as he reached for your hand. You swatted his away from yours, "But you did. And nothing will make me change my mind against you." she said as she closed the door on his face.
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a/n: so? How was it sishsishis, there's a part 2 don't worry:)
I wanted to make a small comic of these two (Shirakumo has a bad habit of smacking his lips while he eats.) .
To start, shirakumo's design I changed slightly, Aizawa and Shirakumo are both in their early 20s. I'm still trying to work on this AU of shirakumo where he lived so I'm sorry if it seems rough. Also another thing about Shirakumo's design is the small scarf around his neck. I thought it would be cute for Aizawa to give some of his binding scarf as a tribute to Shirakumo giving him the goggles. (Idk if he can use it as a weapon but ig he can use it to cross some random zip line idk) but I like to think of him wearing it like a necklace. I hope you enjoy this pile of art, I've drawn so much this week that it's insane. I will post more soon!
Btw, Shirakumo with the scarf and goggles makes him look like Snoopy which makes sense since his power are clouds.
First Drawing Post <3
Hey! Here's my first post! I'll upload the finished page after I've painted it :) I love hair down Mic!!!
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Professional (Shouta Aizawa x reader)
!afabreader x aizawa as a teacher, reprimanding wasn't uncommon for you to practice. you being reprimanded? only allowed by Shouta Aizawa. WARNINGS/TAGS: swearing, NSFW, MDNI, p in v, creampie (don't be silly wrap your willy!), somewhat public sex, sex on a desk, going commando (couldn't be me), no pronouns used, use of sweetheart, light bondage (gagged by a tie), punishment kink A/N: art above by ficel_art on instagram! I saw it on pinterest first but immediately deep dove onto their account. dadzawa was just too hot in this art to not immediately write something for him ( ´ཀ` ) word count: 1,930
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you loved being a teacher at U.A. – but some days, it felt like the little future heroes were actually little devils. it was about the third time that little… twat waffle… named Katsuki Bakugo had interrupted your class just today to bully Izuku Midorya. while your mental nickname for him wasn’t very teacherly, the best you could do was to speak to his homeroom teacher.
after lunch had started, you marched your exhausted ass to Shouta’s classroom. someone needed to knock some sense into that kid, and you were very sure it wasn’t going to be you doing the job. if you tried… well, you’d probably lose your job with the words you’d use. and Bakugo could be even worse in return, you were certain of that.
you didn’t bother to knock at the door as you shoved it open to find Shouta sitting at the desk grading a stack of papers. he glanced up at your loud intrusion, an eyebrow arching up when he saw the look on your face, already knowing that you were ready to unload.
“who was it today?” Shouta hummed as he merely returned his focus to the homework in front of him without missing a beat. you slammed your hands on his desk, earning his full attention on you.
“I’m going to try very hard to speak in a professional manner, so listen up because I’m not repeating myself.” you warned him with a glare sharp enough to cut through steel. Shouta raised an eyebrow, hands up in a silent gesture to proceed. “I know you love your students – and don’t try to lie – but you need to reprimand Bakugo more often. he’s disrupted my class every day this week, and I’m seriously considering putting him on probation from participating in the sports festival.”
Shouta slowly stood, moving around the desk as he processed your words, nodding along. “so, you think he should be punished?” he asked, his voice even.
you nodded firmly. “and I’m asking you to help.”
he gave a small, knowing shrug. “and you’re trying to be professional about it?”
“well, I like to think of myself as a professional most of the time.” you chuckled dryly as you shook your head. in the back of your mind, you couldn’t help but wonder if you were getting close to the point where you might use your quirk on the brat a few times… but that would only happen if you were specifically asked to for training purposes.
Shouta had made his way to your side by now, standing a few inches from you as he smirked. when you noticed his expression you raised an eyebrow at him. “I don’t know that I’d call you the most professional of teachers.” he told you as he looked down into your eyes.
“what’s that supposed to mean, Shouta?” you dared to ask, still confused as to where he was going with this. “are you going to give me an exhaustive list of the reasons I’m not professional, because it wouldn’t be the first time you have.”
“no, not an exhaustive list today.” he snickered before his hand drifted to grasp at your hips. you jumped slightly at the contact, sucking in a breath when he ruched the hem of your skirt in his fingers.
he’d been watching you since this morning, the black pencil skirt you wore showing off the plush of your ass as you walked down the hallway to attend to the students. his eyes followed you like magnets wherever you went – and he hadn’t been ignorant enough to miss the tiny little detail he was about to bring to your attention.
before he spoke again, he swiftly lifted you to sit on the edge of his desk, causing you to gasp. when he leaned in, his lips brushing against the shell of your ear, he whispered, “for now, let’s start with the fact that you’re not wearing any panties.”
immediately, a smirk crossed your lips. “ah, so you finally noticed?” you murmured, cheeks heating with his breath on your ear.
“I noticed long ago. I’m assuming this was for me?” he asked as his nose nuzzled your neck, making you groan. “you just couldn’t wait until we were home could you, sweetheart?”
“you’re always so tired when you get home, I just wanted you to know what you had to look forward to.” as you explained, you thought back to getting dressed this morning – you’d quickly thrown on your outfit, neglecting your panties while your husband was in the bathroom. Shouta had been none the wiser when he’d come out, simply giving you a morning kiss before the two of you left for work.
“I don’t know, I kind of want it right now.” you pulled back to study his face, seeing them dark with desire as his hands palmed your ass through your skirt. “we have some time while the students are at lunch, what do you say?”
you were reminded every day of how hot your husband was, and now was no exception. “lock the door.” you instructed him, to which he pushed off of you and secured the door. when he returned, he wasted no time in crashing his lips into yours.
“we should still be quick, sweetheart. don’t want any of the students roaming the hallway to hear us.” Shouta whispered between your lips, taking your lower one into his mouth and sucking harshly on it.
“then you’d better be quiet.” you teased, something that you always learned your lesson for doing later. you felt him smirk into the next kiss he gave you as he pushed your skirt up to your waist, cold air hitting your wetting pussy.
he knew how to be fast, and quiet. it was something Shouta learned very quickly within his line of work – but you’d figured out how to make that increasingly more difficult for him to put into practice. your hands all but ripped his belt off before shoving his pants and boxers down, revealing his cock standing at attention.
god, he’d thought about using his lunch time to find a secluded place and jerk off to the thought of you. after noticing your lack of underwear this morning, it was all he could think about, repeatedly having to clear his mind while working. but this was even better, he thought.
you watched in awe as Shouta pulled his tie off, and just as you wondered if he would throw it to the side, he instead pushed the fabric between your teeth and swiftly tied it behind your head. “now, you have to be the one to be quiet.” Shouta taunted as he placed a light kiss on your gagged mouth.
while he lined his tip with your seeping hole, you whimpered against the fabric muffling your words. Shouta was painstakingly slow in pushing inside of you, your walls stretching to accommodate his immense girth as you moaned at the feeling of his veiny cock molding your walls.
when he finally bottomed out, he let out a low groan of pleasure before placing a hand on your chest and pushing you back to lay flat on the desk. “I’m beginning to think your lack of professional is what needs to be punished.” Shouta teased as he leisurely rolled his hips into yours causing your eyes to roll back. “but I guess I’ll have to save your true penalty for tonight, since we need to be quick.”
you nodded fervently as he began to slam into you, the desk creaking beneath you with every bullying thrust. “please.” your beg came out muffled, but enough for him to understand.
Shouta’s lips covered yours to add an extra layer of quieting your noises, his dick now repeatedly slamming into your walls with a fierce pace. he pulled away for a moment to spit onto your clit before his fingers began to work the sensitive nub. “don’t worry, sweetheart. tonight, you’re going to get a good punishment that I think you and I both will enjoy.” you whimpered at the thought, already knowing your ass would be bruised and sore come tomorrow morning.
“fuck I’ll never – mph – get sick of – hah – this pussy.” Shouta bit out with each smack of his hips into your ass, the noises the two of you were creating become filthier every second. as he brutally circled your clit, pinching it between his fingers, you moaned into the now wet fabric between your teeth. he always had been an expert at getting you close with almost no effort, and you could already feel the knot coiling in your stomach. “so perfect for me sweetheart. such a perfect wife.”
he was a little sad that he needed to be fast, wanting to savor every bit of you, but after looking at the clock Shouta realized that time was almost up. “gonna need you to – hmph – come on my cock now, sweetheart. need you to come before I fill you up.”
with his demand, he slapped a hand down onto your clit harshly, making your back arch off the desk in response. “Shouta!” your husband’s name barely passed your lips before he smacked your clit again, caressing it between each contact until you were coming undone beneath him. “m’ coming!”
Shouta swore under his breath as he watched your body convulse below, your pretty eyes rolling back just as your slick walls clenched around his cock. if he had more time, he’d keep going until you couldn’t walk for a week – but he’d just have to save it for tonight. for now, he allowed his release to barrel over him alongside yours.
his head fell down between your covered tits, the fabric of your shirt doing nothing to hide them as he muffled his own whines of pleasure before he was shooting ropes of cum inside you. he’d buried himself to the hilt to make sure you got every last drop, praying it was deep enough to ensure it stayed trapped inside of you for the rest of the day.
with perfect timing, he started to come down from the high just as the bell rang, echoing in your now almost deaf ears. Shouta slowly pulled out, hissing at the loss of warmth against his cock, before quickly pulling his tie from your lips. he used it to clean himself up before kneeling down to wipe away any mess he’d left between your thighs.
“maybe I should’ve brought a backup pair of panties.” you groaned as you slowly sat up. “now I’m going to have to worry that our unborn children are going to leak down my thighs the rest of the day.”
“you wicked woman, that foul mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble one day.” Shouta smirked as he kissed you softly. you watched as he walked back around his desk and opened a drawer, before he pulled out a pair of your panties. “it’s a good thing I noticed before we left the house and brought these just in case.”
your jaw dropped out as you snatched them from him. “you knew! and you let me think I’d seduced you.” a pout formed on your lips before you slipped the underwear on, praying it was enough to prevent any embarrassment.
Shouta only caressed your head, his lips meeting yours again. “you seduce me without even trying, sweetheart.” you grinned at the words until his hand gently wrapped around your throat. “but don’t forget, you’re still getting reprimanded later.”
you’d never been so excited to get punished.
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Link to Kirishima x reader here (word count: 902)
Link to Shoto x reader pt. 1 here (word count: 1,800)
Link to Kaminari x reader pt.1 here (word count: 2,680)
Link to Bakugo x reader here (word count: 2,328)
Link to Hawks x reader here (word count: 1,903)
Like, this b@d@$$ mother****er cut off his own leg, think for a second he gives a damn about his hair? First time it gets too long and snags on something CHOP!
Seeing a lot of talk about what happened to Aizawa’s hair in the last chapter?! (not caught up, but not too worried about spoilers for myself) and I just think about this fan art obviously being the answer.
Does anyone remember this artist?
I really miss Higemog2 🤧🤧💔
!All the credits to Higemog2!
Oh my God, what a man, wrap him up for me, I'm taking him away.
That's it, I'm after the wedding rings!
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[id: It's a bust drawing of Aizawa Shouta. He is depicted with tan skin that has a few sunspots, black, shaggy hair, dark eye bags, and patchy stubble. He is wearing a black shirt and black stud earrings. He is drawn with his usual scar under his eye. Behind the bust are two sketches of him in his hero uniform, a baggy jumpsuit, boots, and his capture weapon. in the first, he is crouching with his hands on the ground and in the second, he is jumping up while his capture weapon unravels from around his neck. /end id]
IDK HOW to draw him yet :(
I got volume 4 of the light novels today, and this was cute to me. Aizawa’s Eraser Head’s autograph is a rare enough collectible that Midoriya mentions it in the same breath as All Might’s, hehe.
I also love how the light novels occasionally give us these lines where we get to see Aizawa’s internal dialogue. He always seems so confused by other people… ❤️
1st Universe!!
Little Eraserjoke baby, I love this ship so much
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"Fight, Flight, Freeze, Fawn" Part 3 : UA Teachers!
(I will mention the Vigilante serie but I will not spoil anything!)
First, Midnight! In the multiple seasons, we can could see that she was very mature in her ways to fight. She was very thoughtful, calm, but determined (as we can see with the Makia situation). And I think she would have handled confrontation the same way. In all the moments we see her, she always has something to say, I'm pretty sure she never wants to leave a conversation (or so confrontation) without having said everything she thought about it. She wouldn't then be a Freeze nor a Flight. She could be a Fawn, saying what she thinks but staying low-profile, but with all know this is NOT our Midnight. If someone confronted her, she was definitely a Fight, but a very calm one in most situation, just wanting to make her point clear before leaving if the other started being too stubborn. (Also now that I think of it, Mount lady barely confronted her that she was yelling back immediatly. But that was an extreme case of a bitch someone disrespecting her job (being sexy)).
2nd, Mic. Mic is a Fight too. He doesn't like being seen as weak and he has way too much pride. We also know that for things such as when UA thought they had a traitor, he was the one speaking up on it the most and wanting to take care of the problem. With the Oboro situation, we can see him also speaking up and wanting to have any kind of reaction from him. Though he might have a bit of Flight when he emotionally can't handle the situation.
3rd, Nezu. (I know he's the principal). I just wanted to say that Nezu is 100% very controlled Fight. With how the UA barrier was done, the choice of the dorms and everything, we know he argued and fought to stay UA's principal and to keep UA strong and protected. This man is so smart and he doesn't go back a single bit on his choices.
4th is All Might. He's a Fight that's for sure but not at 100%. All Might worked so much as a hero to keep the peace in Japan and even the world, we know that he was working 24/7 and barely sleeping, and that's only thanks to Nighteye doing the paperwork or his quirk having a limit on him. But with Vigilante we see that he was keeping his hero life and civilian life very separately, and as a Hero he always confronts and helps, but as a civilian, despite having his Hero Justice Mind, he just tries to calm everyone down with gentle words and he avoids getting in the Fight. So a bit of Fawn into him.
5th is Aizawa! Shota is a Fight for others but a Freeze for himself. Not a Flight because if an emotional situation happens to him he will deal with it, but he'd largely rather sleep instead. Fight because he deals with all of his students for them to know a real tough education, and not be surprised and killed in their interventions like his late friend. But for himself he is a Freeze, not giving much active confrontation back unless necessary (though it was mainly in his teenagehood, because now his whole life is around taking care of his students and making sure they'll be independant ♡).
Yes this is not all the teachers, but I will add the others if you ask me to!
Thanks to have been there for my little talk, if you have anything, professional or not to say or ask you can gladly interact I'l be very happy! ♡♡♡
Part 2 : The League of Villains
Part 4 : Class 1A 1/4
Shouta Aizawa x reader Sick/hurt comfort!
Requests are open!
You were a teacher at UA high and we're introverted, most of the time but once you got to know someone you were actually pretty talkative! It was a student holiday and a teacher work day so, when you didn't show up for work one day naturally your boyfriend was worried. He checked to make sure you hadn't requested leave for the day before leaving for your apartment.
You groan at the sudden knocking at your door sliding off your bed, onto the floor trying to find the strength to get up.
After a few minutes of knocking Aizawa decides to use his spare "emergency" key and walks in only to see you laying on the floor curled in a ball.
"What has my little love bug in a bunch?" He says his voice is slightly softer than usual. As he goes to pick you up from off the floor he feels the rather unhealthy amount of heat coming from your body. You groan once more at the light coming from the still open door. "Door. Light, too bright" you murmer curling into yourself more. He gets up and closes the door making his way back to you kneeling down on the floor. "You know, I told you you'd get sick if you kept overworking yourself." He places a hand on your head, he feels you lean into his touch "sorry, I just - " you were cut off by the feeling of Shouta lifting you bridal style and the movement "No need to apologize, I just wish you'd.. take care of yourself more." He says softly placing you on the bed "What's done is done now let me take care of you" He places you down placing a kiss on your forehead ”Thank you Shouta" You say almost a whisper but when you turn around to find where he had gone, he's behind you holding a glass of water and a small cup with a clear ish liquid "Noooo I don't wanna" You whine refusing the cup and turning away. "Maybe if you just cuddle me I'll feel better" you say pausing to sniffle every other word "I highly doubt that and as UA's certified med trainer I'd assume you would know that love" You whine once again this time clinging onto his waist "Just hold me and I'll be okay Sho-" you are cut off by a whole 4 sneezes in a row before looking up to see Shouta's amused grin and reluctantly taking the medicine "fine you win" you say a pout on your face "good, as long as you take it all I'll cuddle and care for you all day" The day continues with Shouta making you food, and making you take medicine every 4 hours and you laying on his lap watching movies as he runs his hands through your hair.
The next day you wake up feeling a lot better than the day before, as the memories of yesterday come flooding back. You look up to see a peaceful sleeping Shouta. As you get up to you feel Shouta's hands hold onto yours gently pulling you back down "You are not going anywhere today my dear." Still too weak to fight it you lay back down snuggling into his body you feel his hands running through your hair once again relaxing you, "Thanks for taking care of me.." you mumble your head tucked into his chest slowly drifting to sleep to the rhythm of Shouta's heartbeat
Shouta Aizawa, Hizashi Yamada x PLATONIC KID!!
I crave comfort so here
Tw : Ed /sh
Not many people were aware of your relationship with your homeroom teacher and English teacher known as Mr. Aizawa and his loud husband Mic but they were your dad's. In the beginning of the year they both made it clear no special treatment would be given and you appreciated it a lot.
This also came with its ups and downs trying to fight the urge to hug you dad in front of class after villain attacks ect, as much as they'd both fight it they also struggled to accessively check on you when you all moved to dorms.
Having grown up always close to him after they adopted you from a abusive home. had its drags on you all You weren't entirely sure when this overwhelming feeling of despair started but it felt so shitty, you had no reason to feel this way you had a good life. Loving dads, a nice school and a few friends you hold dear to you. It was so long ago why was this still bothering you.
You remembered a conversation you had with your dad, Mic recalling how Aizawa was struggling with mental health and how it wasn't an effect of things around him but rather his brain chemistry. You looked at your phone debating on calling your family group chat to ask them for help but managed to talk yourself out of it resorting to crying on your closet floor.
After a few minutes of crying you managed to pull yourself together grabbing some clothes and deciding this was all in your head and you had no reason to feel so shitty. Heading out your room you feel a tap on your shoulder "it's past curfew kid" you turn around to see you father Hizashi looking around you you look back at him eyes still puffy "Sorry dad, just needed a shower" you say attempting to walk away when you feel a hand in you wrist "were you crying little listener?" You flinch at the childhood nickname your dad had given you "No, sorry just tired" you say pulling away "either your high or you were crying which one is it kid" He says pointing to your eyes "its nothing dad please just let me shower"
You pull away walking away leaving your dad in the hall alone. You took a long shower, trying to scrub off the memories of your past home. You get out the shower and go back to your dorm laying down on the floor ignoring the fact your bed was no more than 3 feet away. You look at your phone to see Aizawa texted you
You okay kiddo?
Yeah sorry for worrying y'all just a bad day
Are you sure
Yeah
If you say so, me and Hizashi are here if you need us. Now go to bed it's late
The conversation was short and to the point but you still felt the need to want to call him and tell him these awful feelings you were having.
A few days passed when you got an email from an all too familiar name, it was your biological mom. The very same woman who had given you physical and mental problems along with nonstop nightmares for 2 years. You had changed everything phone number, social media accounts anything that she could you to find you. Yet her name is in your inbox with a paragraph calling you names and threatening you. Everything felt so out of control like nothing you did to get away from her was enough. But she knew now, she knew what school you went to. 1-A had been on TV after all, you should have known it was only a matter of time. You looked at your phone blankly feeling your body shake and tears fall from your face. You reached for your pocket knife making a cut on your thigh it felt good like you finally had control over how you felt like you had control over something when everything around you was so chaotic. This was bad you knew that but it felt too good to want to care.
Overtime the threatening emails from your mother piled up only feeding the fear she'd find you and harm you, in turn causing more scars to be formed on your legs. You dads had quickly talked notice to you change in dimanar and talked it over amongst themselves and tried to reach out to you but it was all brushed off as a bad week or a bad day.
This began to escalate more than your lack of interest in food came about you seemed so tired too tired to even eat. This is where they drew the line. No kid of theirs would be passing out in training. They just couldn't figure out how to talk to you about this without you shutting down and shutting them out.
Monday morning training came about and you felt exhausted like your whole body was about to give out. This was only further proven when you passed out before training with Todoroki without him even activating either of his quirks. Both Hizashi and Aizawa rushed to your side as another student ran to get recovery girl. You woke up in the nurses office with both your dad's next to you looking worried out their minds.
"Recovery girl said you'd be fine.. as long as you ate and drank probably." There was a silence filled with worry and a bit of anger
"I'm sorry dad-" you were cut off by Hizashi hugging you, "please don't scare me like that kid" he said holding you as if you were gonna disappear. "Talk to us if you need to kiddo. You know we'll listen. "
You hugged him back going back to your dorm early as you were excused from all classes for the day, sitting on your floor you checked your phone to see another email this time from your biological father. Your mom texting you was one thing you knew in some way she didn't have the gut to actually hurt you but your dad, he'd hunt you down and kill you, metaphorically and literally. You felt a wave of fear washing over you and you sobbed standing up hands on your head pacing around your room crying and shaking. You reach for your knife once more sliding down the wall making a cut in an almost fully healed scar feeling that feeling of control comes back. You made a few more before stopping, taking a deep breath grabbing your first aid kit sitting in the same spot on the floor. Yeah, you felt stupid but not stupid enough to not clean this kind of thing. As you were cleaning up you heard a knock at your door
"Kid? It's us can we talk?"
Aizawa says still waiting at the door "Y-yeah give me a minute please!!" You shout rushing to put the first aid kit away and some sweatpants and throw your knife under the bed you wipe your face, and open the door
"Kid are you okay you look a little.. worse than earlier "
"yeah I'm fine just not in a great mood," you said looking at your phone placed in the far end of the bed. They both came Into your room sat on your bed and attempted to talk to you about what had been bothering you. The conversation went in circles before you placed your head in Aizawa's lap. Your dad Hizashi, was standing at the foot of your bed about to leave when he was stopped by a blood stain on the floor.
"Shouta, I think we should stay till she wakes up"
"hm. I mean I'm not against it but why ?"
He points at the blood spot on the floor and Shoutas eyes widen.
"they are knocked out right now so can you look for whatever is being used ?"
He nods looking around your room eyes landing on a pocked knife shining under your bed.
"here, I'll put it in our room," he says showing Shouta before closing it and placing it in his pocket, as he was above to leave he stopped by the light of your phone along with a name he recognized followed by a scowl.
"Shouta I'm gonna check their phone for something"
He gives Hizashi a confused look but unable to move because of your sleeping form he allows him to do so, you trusted them enough to let them know your passwords but they had never not trusted you enough to go through your phone. He opens the email, reading it and seeing ll the others. He made a face of pure disgust and walked toward Shouta showing him the inbox along with one of the emails it had.
Both had decided to stay in your room till morning, planning to talk to you about this night of unfortunate events. But this was cut short by the feeling of you hyperventilating in Shoutas lap. Hizashi gently shakes him awake and they both attempt to comfort you ultimately failing as you wake you shaking tears forming in your eyes. An all too familiar scene for your dad's to witness.
"it's okay kid, your okay" Hizashi whispered patting your head as Aizawa rubbed your shoulder.
"sorry i-"
"No apologies. We know everything so there's no need to hide anything from us anymore"
Shouta says looking up at his husband
"you could have really hurt yourself kid"
"i know I just - "You were cut off by a knot in your throat as you scrambled to find the words "Everything feels so out of control and I can control this you know?" Shouta nodded in agreement.
"Why did you come to us kiddo?
"i- I didn't want you to worry you. You guys had enough going on.."
You said your voice is still shaking between sobs.
"you'd never be a bother to us. It's our job as you parents to check on you and worry for you"
You all had a long talk about possible coping strategies and ways to communicate if you wanted to talk about something without feeling bothersome. A few relapses were bound to happen and they both knew this but did everything they could to ensure it didn't. Even if it meant letting the whole class know you were their kid so you could go in the teacher's wing of the dorms. You began slowly getting better with setbacks here and there, but by setting up a new email and talking more about what your depression episodes felt like, both your dads were able to help you through it
Yes it's messy I wrote 75% of this in one go and the other half after my shower. And it's like 12:58am
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Shouta Aizawa x Reader "Room for one more" PLATONIC
Tw for runaway/kicked out, abuse and sh(sorta)
Quirk: garden: allows you to manipulate and grow plants
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You had attended UA high for some time now and had made it into class 1-A you were lucky to be there considering how against your parents were. However the only reason you are able to attend was under the Principal Nezu's offer to have the school assist money wise. Your parents hated heroes and the idea of their kid being one disgusted them. You made it a point to mention as little school at home to avoid confrontation. But being that you enrolled late you had some paperwork to do.
You had asked for more time to get it filled out as it seemed impossible to talk to your parents together about the matter. However this was already 3 months into the school year, and you could tell both Aizawa and Nezu were tired of your excuses.
Aizawa made an effort early in the year to show as little care as possible to his students, and this was further proven by how strict he was and how careless he seemed to act towards all of 1-A. This was quickly disproven when he seemed to sacrifice himself for the class as a whole.
That being said you were the only enrolled student without everything completed, so he made it clear he'd have you removed from the class.
When you got home your mom was at work and your father seemed to be in a good mood so you pulled out the paper work from you bag and sat at the table with your dad.
"Can you um.. help me fill these out please dad. It has a bunch of questions about family health history and I also need your signature on some."
"Why? I thought you'd be smart enough to do this shit since you seem to be too good for this family we've done enough just allowing you to go to that god forsaken school."
After some back and forth it seemed to escalate and it only worsened once your mother got home. It went from paperwork to how horrible of a child you were.
"Sense you are too good for this family maybe you should just leave. "
Everything seemed to go downhill from there. You tried to reason with her and convince her to just let you say but it only seemed to make her want you in the house even less. Finally you tried to reason with them one more time ultimately getting yourself a hit to the face from your dad. Ending with him giving you till the end of the night to leave the house.
What were you even supposed to do? You had a bag with a few clothes and not much money. Most of your extended family lived on the opposite side of Japan so there was no way you could get there nor stay there for more than a few days.
There was absolutely no way in hell you could tell any of your UA friends you parents just kicked you out over hero school paper work. So you had little to no options.
A few hours passed and you were out wandering the streets and you decided it'd be best to just go back to the school and find somewhere to crash for the night. Halfway to the school it started raining and it was well past midnight and you still had nowhere to go. You sat in a nearby coffee shop soaked and used some of the money left on your card. You scrolled through your phone trying to think of someone to call when your eyes landed on your homeroom teacher's number. It was a bad idea right?
He probably wouldn't answer anyways, but what other choice did you have? The phone rang 3 times and just as you were about to give up the line picked up
It's 2 in the morning you better be dying or calling on accident kid.
No unfortunately, I um- do you - um..
Spit it out kid I'm tired and UA doesn't pay me nearly enough
Yeah no sorry um.. is the school open?
No why the hell would it be open. Why are you even calling?
Um..
You feel a knot in your throat and your mind went completely blank
Are you okay kid? Where the hell are you
Um a coffee show a few blocks from the school. I- don't -
You can feel breaking down completely on the phone and your brain forming incoherent sentences.
Just stay there. Don't move. I'll be there in like.. 8 minutes.
After some time past Aizawa showed up and the first few minutes were just him trying to get you to calm down without saying anything that could possibly make you shut down completely. After you were completely calm and got you in the car.
If you tell me why you're out at 2am and what the hell and who the hell happened to your face. . I'll let you sleep on the couch.
You placed your hands on your lap and summoned small vines with thorns around your hands and then they all disappeared and you could feel Aizawa looking at you canceling it out. "None of that. Okay? Just talk about it. Please kid, you gotta give me something to work with before I let you crash on my couch"
You looked over at him pulled out the blank paper work "They don't like heros. They only let me go because. . Nezu offered to pay for most of it. I asked for them to help and.. it all escalated so quickly. Next thing I knew : hit to the face from my dad and my mom telling me to get out."
He looked to you with a feeling you couldn't quite understand, was it anger? Was he angry at you for this, your mind began to race and you felt yourself closing off again and feel your chest pound.
"you'll stay at my apartment, for now at least. You won't be going back home for a while"
As you went to protest the idea he shut it down quickly saying it was no trouble and reassuring you on the matter as a whole.
Sorry I haven't been posting I'm busy and stressed
Aizawa: Now what do we say when we get anxious?
Mina: My anxiety is chronic, but this ass is iconic
S. Aizawa | Dorm Patrol
So this will be my first time posting one of these on here. It's more of an experiment than anything else, but I had an idea for a one-shot/fic and I figured I'd see if anyone would be interested before I invest actual time into it, you know?
TW: 18+, studentxteacher (implied afab), peeping, masturbation
MINORS, DO NOT INTERACT
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He's wanted you since the first day of classes. Something about you draws him in like a moth to a flame. He's done his best to keep himself in check, but every night when he patrols the dorms, he checks in on you, slipping his head into your room.
If you're up, then he makes sure to check in on some of the others to make sure he doesn't arouse suspicion, but if you're asleep, he watches you sleep for a bit, admiring your features.
After his dorm patrol is over, he goes to his own room and locks the door, using his rolled up undershirt as a gag as he violently pumps his cock, not even waiting to get all the way out of his hero suit. He thinks of the way your lips move when you talk, how they would taste on his, how you've got just the right figure, how he wants to touch every inch of you with his rough hands.
Sometimes, if training is one on one and you volunteer to be used in his demonstration, he rubs one out during his lunch break, barely making it to his room before he loses his composure completely.
As teens are wont to do, you start experimenting on yourself, and hearing you pant and moan under your own ministrations has him hard instantly. His impulse tells him to burst through your door and ravage you the way you deserve until his cock is coated in your juices and your voice gives out from screaming his name, but he knows that he shouldn't, so he fights it with everything he has and opts to just listen.
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Please like this and/or tell me if you'd like to see it more detailed. I'm not quite prepared to do a lot of asks, but if you want, you can send me something to mull over for later.
Shinsou as Aizawa's kid
Shinsou: Hey, Dad, can I go to Momo's for a party? Aizawa: No- gets caught by the quirk Shinsou: I'll be back by midnight, I promise. Don't come after me and don't be too mad. Byeee- Aizawa: In his mind, still stuck in the quirk's grip That little shit-