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Oh. My. Fucking. God.

Aizawa x Reader (quirkless s/o) with a Flipping octo plush where it has an angry side thats pink and the happy side is red and its on its angry side. Or aizawa x reader (quirkless s/o) who paints theyres and aizawas nails with a cat face

-shuu

100% im putting both of these into one because uugghhh 😩😩

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Aizawa x Reader - Pink Plushies

Fuck. The plushie is pink. What did he do now?

Shouta sighs, walking into your shared flat and sighing tiredly as he's met with the love of his life sitting on the bed and sulking. There's an obvious pout on your lips as you pointedly make a scene out of ignoring him, causing another ragged sigh to cue from the tired looking man before you.

This had all started earlier on the same day when you'd made a joke about getting matching nails and proposing to paint cats on his. He immediately declined of course, but he really didn't think you would ignore him for the whole day.

But here you are, staring at the wall stubbornly as he asks you what's wrong. He's too old for this.

Despite the fact that he is literally 25, but anyway.

You pout and your eyebrow twitches as he sits on the bed next to you, staring at you with a neutral expression and waiting for you to finish your tantrum. It's not fair that he was blessed with so much more patience than you.

You give in easily and sigh quietly, giving your lover a forlorn look and making his heart almost stop for a second. You look genuinely upset now, and he doesn't know what's wrong or if it's his fault or not, and the thought haas anxiety pooling in the pits of his stomach.

He could never forgive himself if he was the reason you look so sad right now, and he always tried his best to be active in this relationship and spend valuable time with you because he doesn't know what he'd do with himself if he ever lost you.

That is until you come out with your next words.

"Why didn't you let me paint your nails, Shouta?! I thought it would be cute- a-and we could match and everything-! Was the thought really that horrible to you?..."

He deadpans harder than ever before, looking at you as if he'd just been turned to stone while you rant at him and whine like a kicked puppy, crocodile tears pooling down your face and catching the light.

"... I-... I love you, honey, but im not letting you paint my nails, no."

The next fifteen minutes saw him staring down at prettily painted black nails with little white kitten chibis drawn on carefully. You really are talented, he muses, looking down at one of the finished nails and silently giving them starry eyes, encapsulated with them and absolutely charmed.

His head is adorned with a pair of cat ears that you had slipped on him as a joke, having yet to have taken them off yet as he stares at your masterpieces. Pretty, and soft hair falls in front of your face while you continue your hard, honest work, sat hunched over Shouta's other hand and just finishing up so that you can get started on yours.

"Do the base white on yours. Make them opposites." he proposes as you finish glossing them over, giving you a suggestion, and you just can't help but puff your cheeks out like a hamster as you attempt to contain your laughter only to fail miserably. You can't help it- he's just given you a suggestion like that with the most unexpressive face you've seen on him, and once you calm down and recover a little you're quick to press a gentle kiss to his lips while he's still confused.

The two of you have fun painting your nails and there's absolutely no way that you could let him even breathe before you got a picture of the masterpieces before you, and as Shouta watches you fawn over how cute he is with the cat ears he still has on he cant help but smirk and pull you closer.

Soft lips meet yours as he holds you in the kiss by the back of your head, nipping at your lip and when you pull back your face is flushed bright red and you're practically dizzy from the kiss, giving him a woozy but sly smile as you grab your plush, turning it back to red as the little smiley face has your boyfriend smirking wider and raising an eyebrow at you, crawling closer to you and making you blush bright red again.

His eyes are half lidded and he looks up at you mischievously, crawling up over you and nipping at your neck cheekily just to tease you. And boy, does it work well...

The Sweet Tooth & The Baker

This is my first post on here, and it is just a copy & paste from a previous work I did on AO3! I wanna start posting on here, but I'm not sure if I will yet, so this is just to see how it'll go! -- Enjoy!~ --

Aizawa had a sweet tooth, and that's something most didn't know about. He liked cakes, cookies, pies, anything that was sweet, he liked, as long as it wasn't too sweet that is. He also loved you, which you were like a sweet. Sweet enough to give someone cavities. But he didn't become your boyfriend, just because you were sweet. There were so so many reasons.

"Shota!~" You called out to your boyfriend as you walked through his classroom door. Lunch just started, and like usual, Aizawa forgot his lunch, being the kind girl you are, you bought it to him. He grunts in your acknowledgement, not looking up from his papers, but you could see how much more relaxed he got when you entered, the way his shoulders fell, and a quiet sigh escaped his lips.

You set down his lunch, grinning widely. "I made ya somethin'.." You grin wider when Aizawa stops his writing and looks at the bento box you bought him, along with another small container on top.

He opened the container, and like he guessed, some cookies were in there, along with a small cake pop. You, were a pastry chef along with a baker. You went to school for it, worked at a bakery/pastry shop since you do both, and have your own shop, which is how you and him met. He had a sweet-tooth, and you loved baking. So of course, whenever you could, you'd make him something.

"I also got enough for your class and the other teachers if you wanted to share."

Aizawa grunts and stares at you. "Dunno if I wanna share." He muttered, though you could tell by the small smirk on his face, he was only kidding. Aizawa loved to show you off, and if he gave others your cookies, it'll show how he got you, and how no other teacher could, and if the kids piss Aizawa off too much, he can just threaten to take away their cookies. Win win for him.

"There's more cake pops at home!~ Your favorite ones too! Cute little cat ears on them and whiskers." You giggle at the way his face heated from embarrassment, but it wasn't a lie, it was in fact his favorite. The flavor was chefs kiss, and the look was a bonus.

You swear you have to sometimes remind him he can't just eat all your sweets. Of course, he doesn't eat 30 of them at once, but he sometimes forget to eat other foods during the day, so you have to remind him that he can't just have a donuts, or cookie, for his meals.

Although you were a great baker, you weren't as great a good. You could make ramen, and sandwiches.. a grilled cheese? Point is, you couldn't cook, not well, so Aizawa was the cook of the house, you were the baker. He taught you some tricks and you taught him some tricks, and it all works out. He finds it adorable whenever you get flour all over yourself, smiling widely as you hold your sweet of the day.

Or how you look proudly at your display in your shop, looking at the cute designs on some of them. Another perk of dating a baker, is he gets to taste test a lot of the sweets you make before you put them out.

You make desserts, muffins, bread, even chocolate sometimes. Whatever you were in the mood for, you made it. Aizawa is also hoping you'll make the wedding cake. Make it exactly how you like it. Though knowing you, you'll teach him some more tricks and y'all can make it together.

You stay with him for lunch, and then leave. Once the class comes back, they immediately smell the cookies you made and they all feel their mouth water.

Aizawa groans and gives each of them a cookie with a napkin, though, before any of them could dig in, his hair floated and his eyes turned red. "If anyone dare say they taste bad, you'll be expelled." He threatens and they all nodded their heads.

The threat had them scared, though, once they sunk their teeth in, they couldn't help but be in heaven.

"Who made these, Mr. Aizawa?! I needa know!" Toru shouted and Mina agreed loudly.

"None of you-" He stops mid-scentence. "Y/N's Bakery made them. She's a friend and dropped by." Aizawa noted how the students scribbled the name down, even Bakugo did, hell even Tokoyami, but he couldn't blame them. After all, his love was amazing.

You'd get a lot of customers now, and you'd be so happy, and Aizawa couldn't help the small smile that formed over his lips.