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aizawasbodypillow · 5 years ago

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Truly Madly Deeply

Ship: All Might x Reader Prompt: Was for my BNHA Hangout server collab before I had to move blogs Length: over 1k A/N: Soft Toshinori is my jam. I love him so much.

The sigh escaped as you spotted Toshinori hunched over the desk softly snoring after another long day at UA. He was going to run himself ragged if he kept it up and you didn’t have any idea on how to distract him. As long as you’d known him, he was single minded in his purpose and goal. “The Symbol of Peace” was all he’d been known as for so long, but now he only had teaching. All Might was still a name on the people’s lips but it wasn’t as positive as it used to be. You reached over and plucked the cell phone hanging limply from his fingers. A series of articles flashed across the screen and another heavy sigh passed your lips.

“Oh Toshinori. You shouldn’t listen to these people. You never have before.” The headlines talked of chaos and fear that people were experiencing. Without All Might how will we survive? That one made you shake your head. Toshinori already put so much on his shoulders, he didn’t need to be reading the public doing the same. You gently set the phone down beside his head and nudged his shoulder.

He straightened up like a shot as his eyes darted around the room. Leftover from his hero days no doubt. The electric blue landed on your form and the lines eased from around his eyes and mouth. His voice was whisper soft as he murmured your name and held out a hand for you. “Did I fall asleep again?” You ran your fingers through his hair as he wrapped an arm around your waist, tugging until you were pressed against him.

“You work so hard Toshi. It’s okay to take a break every now and then you know?” He sighed and you could already hear his argument in your head and heart. Instead of arguing you pressed a kiss to the top of his head. “Let’s get you into bed. If you stay out here then you’ll do nothing but complain about your back hurting tomorrow.”

“Are you insinuating that I am old?” You paused and tucked your tongue into your cheek.

“Well… If we put the candles on your birthday cake next year we may have to call the fire department.” You let that sink in for a second before squealing when his fingers gently pinched an ass cheek. “Hey!”

“And you’re too cheeky for your own good.” You leaned down and pressed your lips to his with the laughter on your lips. He loved this. The quiet times, the times where he’d get to taste your laugh on your lips. There had been too many days in the past where he’d thought he’d never get to come home to you. Now. Now he was able to see you almost every day. Like he’d once dreamed about when he first met you.

“But you love how cheeky I get. If I remember right…” You flashed him a wicked grin. “You fell in love with me the day you rescued me.” The memory was a treasured one.

“And you told me. If I remember, to kiss your ass.” The memory always brought a chuckle out of him. You’d been the only one to never be in awe of who he was. He was All Might but he wasn’t All Might to you. He’d greatly appreciated never having to worry about your love being because of hero worship. You loved him for being Toshinori.

“I was not having a good day that day. At least up until the number one asked for my phone number.” He coughed to cover up the embarrassment of that blunder. He’d been so shocked at being told where to shove his rescuing that he’d blurted out the question: Can I have your number?

“And I still remember what your face looked like.” Toshinori protested only slightly when you gently tugged him up out of his chair. Even in his smaller form he was still a tall man. Your lips twitched as you heard the creak and pop of his joints as he stood. “Not a word.” You swallowed the giggle that threatened to spill out.

“I am offended you’d think I’d say anything.” His eyes narrowed as your voice shook with barely constrained amusement.

“I hear you get up in the morning too.” Toshinori chuckled at the shocked gasp that he got from you. “What did you compare yourself to this morning?” He grasped his chin as if in thought. You lightly smacked his shoulder as you knew perfectly well what you said. “Ah yes. A bowl of Rice Krispies.”

“Rude.” You stuck out your tongue at him as you walked down the hall to the bedroom with him. Toshinori chuckled at your childish display. He hoped you never lost it. Throughout it all you never treated him reverently. Like some idol to be worshipped. Anytime he came home and there had been a chore forgotten he’d get an earful about it. At home he wasn’t All Might and he loved that about you. Loved that with you. He loved you.

“You wouldn’t have me any other way.” You turned to look at him and the look in your eyes stopped him in his tracks. There wasn’t a trace of amusement in your eyes but what was there stole his breath. His hand lifted for your cheek as his thumb brushed over the skin there. He knew your face and could see it in his dreams. Could picture every single feature when he closed his eyes. This wasn’t the first time he’d seen the emotion shining in your eyes but it was the first time it had stolen his breath. He was afraid that touching it or speaking of it would shatter it and he’d be left standing in the shards of your love.

“No. I wouldn’t have you any other way than what you are Toshinori.” You leaned in and kissed him gently. Just a feather soft brush of your lips against his but the wealth of emotion behind the kiss weighed it down. He found himself sinking into the kiss, tugging you back for more with the hand on your cheek. A soft sound left your parted lips as his sealed over them. It was almost his undoing hearing the quiet sigh.

His hand tensed against your cheek and your hand automatically covered his. The gentle touch anchored him and he lifted his head. You smiled at him as he pressed his forehead against yours. “If I didn’t have to go in early tomorrow.” You couldn’t stop the stupid smile that made its way on your lips.

“Oh? And what would that be Mr. All Might?” The mischief in your voice had a laugh slipping past his own lips. “Will you keep me up all night lecturing me on my devious ways?” That broke him and the laughter filled the room. It was one of the first times you’d teased him you’d but you’d been bare ass naked when you’d said it. His genuine confusion had caused you to laugh so hard you’d choked. That first time together had been filled with laughter which had eased his nerves with you. He’d fallen completely head over heels with you the moment he’d seen you laughing without a stitch of clothes on.

“You wish.” He snorted in reply as he tugged you in close for a hug. His eyes landed on the table by his side of the bed and what was in it. He’d never been able to do it while he’d been number one and he still wasn’t sure he could without villains targeting you. Despite not being the number one hero, he still had a wealth of enemies that would look for any opening to hurt him. He felt your arms wrap around him and your heart racing against your chest. Just like his. All these years and he still felt his heart jump whenever he walked into the room with you.

“Boo. You’re no fun.” You softened your words with a kiss to his cheek and a grin on your lips. He squeezed you in a tight hug despite your laughing protests. They were muffled as he gave you another kiss before releasing you.

“What would you say if I asked you to marry me?” That brought you up short. There’d been talk about marriage and why it was never a good idea. To be honest you’d been okay with it. The Symbol of Peace had too many enemies at his back and you understood his concerns. Rather than have him worry every time while out, and potentially put others in danger, you agreed to remain as a committed partner. It had worked out well for the two of you all these years.

“Come on Toshinori. You told me why that wasn’t a good idea years ago.” You gently nudged his shoulder with a nervous laugh. Why would he bring it up again? Nerves tangled in your belly. Was he worried about what would happen to you when the inevitable happened? Your fingers tightened on his sleeves as he gazed into your eyes. “Toshi?” The quiet question broke him from his thoughts.

“I’m no longer the Symbol of Peace. I’ll always have enemies but I have to put my faith in the heroes that are out there today. Put my faith into young Midoriya and his classmates that they will be able to fill my shoes.” He reached up and brushed the backs of his fingers over your cheek. “But I can’t picture my life without you in it.” Your heart squeezed tight at the soft look on his face. As if there was no one else in this world but you. The nerves warmed your belly as you tried to figure out what he was trying to say.

“Toshi?” He stepped towards the bed and pulled open the top drawer of his nightstand. You followed his movements and your eyes widened when he pulled out the velvet box. It looked so tiny in his hand. Like a children’s toy given from a capsule machine but you had a sinking feeling that there was no child’s toy in that box. You whispered his name again as he turned back to you.

“Do you know when I first bought this?” You shook your head. You had no clue he even had the box. He held it out for you and you gently lifted it with only slightly shaky fingers. “Go ahead.” You tilted your head in confusion but flipped open the top of the box. The gasp left your lips. The ring was nestled against the same velvet that made the box. The cut and stones were perfect.

“Toshi. I.” He placed his finger against your lips and gently shook his head.

“Please. I had thought of this years ago. There just.” He sighed as he looked at your face. The shock, the love, and the barely restrained emotion there. “There just didn’t seem to be a right time. I know there will always be enemies dogging my heels because of who I was. I can’t avoid that.” His voice was low and serious as he spoke while his hands took the box from you. He plucked the ring out of the velvet and let the box drop between you. “But I can’t live without you in my life. Never have been. Since the very first time you told me to kiss your ass.” That earned him a shaky burst of laughter from you. “I’ve wanted to make it something that will last. Be forever.”

“It already is Toshi. I don’t need a ring on my finger to make it any more real.” Your quiet words reassured him that you did love him. Had loved him for all of these years. You put up with so much but he wanted to see the ring on your finger. Making you his. A visible show to the world that you were his partner, his love, and anyone who dared to get between you would be in for a world of hurt.

“I know.” He pressed his lips against your forehead as he held the ring between his fingers. “We don’t need to have it to make our love real. I want to ask and do this right.” He stepped back and dropped down to one knee. “I want you to be mine. And to show the rest of the world that what we have is real. And nothing they do can ever break it apart.”

Tears misted your vision as he held the ring up to you. You barely saw it thanks to them but you managed a nod. “I will Toshi. Always.” He slipped it onto your finger the cool metal warming quick on your skin. You’d never dared hope you could get married to Toshi one day. It just hadn’t seemed possible. He was the Symbol of Peace. Now? Now he could be Toshinori Yagi and soon you’d be able to share that last name. You liked the sound of that. You looked back at him to tell him how much you loved him when you noticed his discomfort. “Toshi?”

“Well.” He coughed as he tried not to give away his predicament.

“Toshinori Yagi. Are you telling me you can’t get up?” He had the grace to flush but you leaned down and wrapped your arms under his. He slowly got up and sighed at your laughter. He didn’t want to know what you were going to say. Likely something full of snark and teasing but it would make him laugh anyway.

“Go ahead and say it.” You laughed at the resignation in his voice. You stepped back after he was on his feet and gave him a mischievous grin.

“Should I be the one carrying you over the threshold then?” You laughed as he moved lightning quick and had you in his arms. Despite the wiry build he still had enough in him to lift you up. “Toshi! I’m heavy! Put me down before you hurt your back!”

“Okay.” He stepped over to the bed and dropped you like a rock onto it. You cursed his name as he laughed before joining you on it, pinning you down with his weight. “I do love you.” His words stopped your struggling as you looked up at him in surprise. “Madly. Deeply.” He pressed a kiss against your lips to punctuate each word. “And forever.”

#all might x reader #yagi toshinori x reader #toshinori yagi x reader #fluff #bnha hangout collab

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aizawasbodypillow · 5 years ago

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Hold You To It

Ship: Aizawa x Reader Prompt: A request from the old blog. Some hurt/comfort, angst with happy ending for Aizawa Length: over 1k A/N: I still love this one so much.

"I'll be fine Shouta. It's really just a simple raid. Nothing too extreme." He still couldn't shake the uneasy feeling in his chest despite your assurances otherwise. You were a capable hero in your own right. There shouldn't be anything to worry about. "I'll call you when we get done okay?"

"Be safe." It was on the tip of his tongue. Those three little words but they tangled together when he wanted to say them. And so he kept the words to himself, one day he'd be brave enough to say them out loud to you. For now, he hoped his actions spoke more clearly than his words. Your laughter in his ear was a balm to his frayed nerves.

"You too. Try not to get an ulcer from that troublemaking class of yours Shouta." His lips curved at your words. His class would keep him occupied for the day. They certainly had that uncanny knack of getting into trouble. "Oh, time for me to go. Talk to you soon Shouta." He murmured a good-bye before the line went dead. He stared down at the phone blankly until the first bell rang. He made his way into the classroom already filled with angry explosions and yelling.

The training kept Aizawa in Gamma Building for most of the day. He got very little cell reception in the gym which gave him more time to concentrate on his students. They continued to work on their super moves and find the style of fighting that suited them. He heard the door open behind him but didn't pay it much mind. All Might was known to drop in to check on the students' progress from time to time. The hand that clamped on his shoulder did surprise him.

"Eraser." Midnight's normally silken voice cracked as she said his name. His eyes widened at the panic in her eyes. "You're needed in Principal Nezu's office. I'll watch over the students. It's important." Dread twisted into a slippery knot in his stomach. He told himself not to panic. He had to keep believing it was something to do with the League. It had nothing to do with you. The staff knew who you were, it was impossible not to with how often you used to stop by for lunch.

"Alright." Shouta nodded and headed towards the door as Midnight stepped up to his place. His steps were a little more rushed than normal as he made his way to the school after arriving back on the main campus. A few of the other teachers he passed by sent him sympathetic glances and his stomach twisted further. Cold sweat dripped down his forehead as he knocked on Nezu's door.

"Eraserhead. Please." Nezu gestured towards the couch.

"Tell me what the news is." Shouta barely kept his voice from cracking. He saw the pain on Nezu's face and heard the tiny inhale. No one did that to deliver good news. Just a tiny little breath of air into the lungs but it was never followed by good news. Not in his experience.

"You are aware of the raid that was to be conducted today?" Shouta nodded and curled his fingers into his fists. "It appears there were complications. It was… Catastrophic. The heroes involved were rushed to nearby hospitals." He held a piece of paper up to Shouta. "Here. We secured their location."

The world faded to a grey and fell away from his senses. Nezu wasn't saying that. No… You gave your word. Gave your word that it was just a normal raid. Damn it. His trembling fingers accepted the paper and Nezu pretended to ignore the way the paper shook. "They're at this hospital?" Nezu nodded.

"That is what Detective Tsukauchi informed me." Nezu nodded as Shouta tucked the paper in his pocket after memorizing the address. "I've instructed the other teachers to take your classes for the day. Please. They'll need you by their side Eraserhead." Nezu patted his hand before Shouta turned and strode out of the office.

The trip to the hospital flew by in a blur. He would never be able to recall getting on or off the train later on. Nor would he be able to say with clarity how he managed to walk the five blocks to the hospital from the train station. He just knew he had to reach you. The hospital was bustling with activity as the local raid had involved civilian casualties after an explosion. The nurses at the station appeared haggard as they did their best to answer questions for other patients. He walked up to the desk and caught their eye.

"May I help you?" Her tone was tired and dull. An automatic response to running on caffeine and a protein bar after an eight hour shift turned into twelve due to the raid aftermath. Shouta curled his fingers into his palms letting the sting ground his thoughts. He told them your name and the nurse nodded. "Third room on the left. 306." Shouta shuffled off to the room and stood outside the closed door.

Could he go in there? Was he prepared? What would he do if you were lying there on those sheets so still he couldn't see you breathe? Did he have the strength? Dummy, you have to just get it over with don't you? Otherwise how will you ever know? It was almost as if you were standing right beside him. That was how clear he heard your voice in his mind. The you in his head had a point. He couldn't stand outside and wait in limbo for some pivotal sign. The door slowly swung open and he stepped into the room.

The sharp sting of disinfectant hit him first. His heart thundered and drowned out the slow, methodical beeping of the monitors. His eyes landed on your body. The tubes attached to you was like a knife in the heart. Shouta sat by the bed in the chair provided. He clasped your hand in his forcing from his mind the thoughts on how cold you felt. His thumb brushed the side of your hand, taking care not to jostle any of the tubes. A nurse came in and informed him of your status. Stable but they were still keeping you sedated to let the more painful wounds heal.

Shouta refused to move from your bedside. He moved enough to let the nurses and doctor do their jobs but he never left. Exhaustion eventually overtook his stress and he fell asleep leaning against the bed. His sleep was dreamless which he counted as a blessing.

He woke to the feel of fingers brushing over his hair. He leaned into the familiar touch. It was a habit you had that relaxed both of you. His eyes opened slowly and locked onto your face. Bruised and tired but your eyes crinkled when your gaze met his. Shouta shot to his feet and leaned over your head softly brushing his hands over your face. "You." The scolding words turned to ash on his tongue. He was just grateful you were alive. Safe.

"I made it back." He winced at how hoarse your voice was. Like ground glass being crushed. His hand brushed your uninjured cheek as his eyes searched yours. "Had a hiccup."

He leaned in and brushed his lips against yours in a soft touch. So soft and tender, he poured all of his emotions into it. The worry, the grief, the shock, the relief, and the love all wrapped up in one tender touch. Tears welled in your eyes as you felt the emotions. He used the back of his fingers to brush them away as he slanted his lips over yours for another. He was starved for your touch. Anything to anchor your presence to him, to show it was real and you were safe. You were home.

"Shouta." His name had never sounded so sweet to his ears as it did at that moment. Even if it did sound like a frog said it. He gently touched his forehead to yours as he soaked in the heat that radiated from your body. "Sorry." He shook his head. "I love you. I didn't want to worry you like this."

Three words. Three little words. But they had the ability to shake him to his soul. He turned his head to press a kiss to the palm of your hand as it cradled his cheek. He choked on the words at first as they welled up in his throat too quickly. He took a deep breath, inhaling your calming scent, before he tried again. "Don't do it again. My heart can't take it." He saw the way your lips twitched at his words. Smiling likely hurt too much but your eyes twinkled with humor. "I." He broke off as his emotions squeezed his heart.

"Shouta?" You looked up at him with genuine worry. He didn't want to worry you. He sucked in a breath before continuing. This time the words no longer stuck in his throat.

"I thought I lost you. I can't. I can't handle that." His lips pressed against your palm in a desperate kiss. "I love you too much."

"Shouta." The words fell from his tongue like a dam broke inside of him. He laid bare his soul to you while you sat in that hospital bed. The words and emotions he gave you were treasures you'd never relinquish. "I'm not going anywhere. You'll have to pry me away with a crowbar." He barked out a dry laugh at your words.

"I'll hold you to that."

#aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta x reader #fluff #angst #hurt/comfort

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aizawasbodypillow · 5 years ago

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"Are you talking to… The cat?" Shouta held his scarf in one hand as he shut the door behind him. He'd assumed you had company with how much you'd been talking. To his surprise he walked in and saw you talking to the cat.

"And why not? He talks back." You pointed at the grey cat with black stripes that was stretched out in the tower. He stretched his paws towards you and yawned. "Don't you act all innocent." The rumbling mrrp had your lips twitching.

Shouta hung his scarf up and watched. He was clearly surprised to hear your cat reply to you. "He can understand you?"

"Maybe not my words exactly. More like he can understand and associate the sounds with things. Take for instance." You turned towards the cat. "Who's a good boy?" The cat's head shot up and he meowed at you. "You are a good boy. Want a treat?" The cat rolled to his feet and hopped down while meowing incessantly at you. He rubbed against your legs and stared up at you with such forlorn eyes.

Shouta was impressed as you gave the cat a few treats. "I'm a bit thankful you miss the arguing." He crouched down and ran his hand down the cat's back. He got a rumbling purr out of him. It made him smile at just how much the cat resembled his owner sometimes.

"Well. He's good company isn't he?" Shouta straightened and leaned over to press his lips against your forehead trailing down until he could press them against yours. He sighed into the kiss when he felt a nudge against his arm. He glanced down and saw the cat on the counter, bumping his head against Shouta's arm. When that didn't work he put his paws on your shoulder and stretched with a quiet sound. It drew a laugh from you as the cat sat back down and meowed loudly.

"Did I mention he's jealous?"

#aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta x reader #fluff #jealous kitty #yes it's based on my own cat

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aizawasbodypillow · 5 years ago

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First Snowflakes

Ship: Present Mic x Reader Prompt: Winter Trigger Warnings: None! Length: 1.1k A/N: Wintery feels!!

The first snowflakes drifted from the sky as you sat in your office on the twentieth floor. A brief glance outside showed grey clouds and the powder white snowflakes dancing in the breeze. You hoped that you could get home before the skies got too bad. A commute home in ankle deep snow wasn’t your idea of a good time. You pulled out your phone and shot a quick text to your boyfriend that you were likely working overtime that night. It sucked but there were just so many mistakes made by your coworkers. The boss had laid into everyone on your team so you were all staying late to finish up.

Sorry babe, I’ve got to work overtime today. It’s a mess.

You set your phone down by your desk as you continued to type away at your presentation. The new product your company was unveiling was supposedly a good item for support heroes. The details had to be just right or the bosses would blow their tops again. Then it’d be overtime until the details were to their lofty standards, which was never. Your phone stayed silent as you worked until the sky was dark, Hizashi respected your time when you had to work. He knew just how hard you worked at your job and would have dinner waiting on you. Your coworkers shuffled off as their work finished and you finally clicked off your computer. It was finally done, you leaned back in your chair with a tired sigh. Your shoulders ached from being hunched for hours as you finished the ad design. The boss would be pleased in the morning after how much your team busted their ass.

You pulled on your jacket, gloves, and hat before bracing yourself for the chilly wind. “Ugh… I forgot my scarf. Crap.” You groaned as the wind slapped against your cheeks on your walk to the station. For once you were grateful the train was a little crowded, at least it was warm. Thankfully your apartment was only a few minutes away from the station. Still it felt like an eternity as you trudged up the stairs. You slipped just before the top step falling to your knees and scraping it hard on the top step. The stinging pain had tears welling up for a moment as you cursed your luck.

“Fuck. Man, can my day get any worse?” You paused as you realized what you said. You looked up towards the sky. “That wasn’t a challenge by the way.” Well that made you feel a little crazy. You sighed and straightened up with a wince. Your knee throbbed from the fall but it would have to wait until you got home. All you wanted to do was sit on your couch with a warm cup of hot chocolate and stare at a blank TV screen as you processed the bullshit that was the day. You would prefer if your boyfriend was there but that wasn’t likely with all the incidents UA was going through. Also his lack of response to your texts. You couldn’t blame Hizashi. He had his work as a teacher, a DJ, and a hero. If anything he was the one who was overworked.

The door swung open and you were hit with the smell of… “Hot pot?” You looked down and saw his shoes there in the foyer. The smile instantly on your lips as you heard him humming in the kitchen. You turned to hang up your hat and jacket and jumped just slightly when his hands slid around your waist. “Hizashi!” You smiled at him as he pressed a kiss to the side of your neck. His moustache tickling your skin as he nuzzled the side of your neck. Your giggles only made him do it more. He felt the icy chill on your skin as he nuzzled closer. He was so warm.

“Bad day at the office babe?” He leaned back and rested his chin on your shoulder. You leaned against him, reveling in his body heat. You heard his swift intake of breath before you were swept up in his arms. You couldn’t stop the laugh as your feet left the floor. He was always doing something spontaneous like this. You laughed and threw your arms around his neck as he fussed at you for being so cold and how did you hurt your knee.

“What? Hizashi! Put me down!” You wanted to be mad but a part of you really liked the idea of being carried like this. His lean frame definitely didn’t make it seem like he could lift as much as he could.

“You got hurt.” He set you on the kitchen counter and tugged at your clothes until he could see your knee, leaving your bare ass on the cool counter. “Tch. What happened babe?” He ran a damp cloth over the scrape wincing as you hissed at the burning pain. Seeing him so worried over you warmed you from the inside. This pro hero who had saved so many people was kneeling by your legs in concern over a simple scrape. It was hard to put that into words. Hizashi wasn’t all loud and brash. There were times he could be so infinitely gentle that it surprised even you. A multi-faceted man was what he was and you were so lucky to see this side of him.

“I slipped. My knee hit the top step. I just wasn’t paying attention.” You smiled down at him as he carefully cleaned your knee and placed the bandage on it. His lips pressed against the inside of your knee, sending a shudder through you. His gold eyes looked up at you over his glasses and his lips curved into a mischievous grin. Your stomach flipped at the mischief on his face.

“Don’t. You. Dare.” You warned him before he smirked and did it anyway. The raspberry against your knee had the laugh erupting before you could stop them. “Hizashi!!” He straightened and caged your hips on either side with his hands as he grinned at you. “That was so mean.” Your hands reached up and grabbed his cheeks. You pulled him in for a kiss and you could taste the smile in his kiss.

“You needed the laugh babe.” He grinned at you before pulling away. “Come on. Hot pot won’t eat itself!” You gasped as he easily lifted you off the counter and held you close. You simple looped your arms around his neck and grinned. He got the idea and laughed. He carried you into the dining room without straining a bit. A perfect way to end a cold, miserable day. Hot pot, hot boyfriend, and laughter.

#present mic x reader #yamada hizashi x reader #hizashi yamada x reader #fluff #wintery feels

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aizawasbodypillow · 5 years ago

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Only in Whispers

Ship: Mic x Reader (it’s only mentioned)

Prompt: Halloween!!!

Trigger Warnings: if you don’t like creepy stuff then please avoid this! It’s not completely creepy but stuff is mentioned.

Length: 1.2k

A/N: I had so much fun with this. Reminded me of the couple of years I worked at a haunted house. This is my contribution to the BNHA Hangout SFW Halloween collab!! Check out the others >HERE<

Halloween was one of your absolute favorite holidays out of the year. Mythology, horror, supernatural, all of it. You loved all the stories. When it came to the spooky time of year you volunteered at a haunted house. Not to brag but you were damned talented at your role. The freaky puppet that would come alive when the music began to play. There was audio that played as you moved your mouth before you contorted yourself into an unnatural position. Thanks freakish flexibility that scared off everyone you ever dated! Seeing the looks of terror on the visitors’ faces amused you and the shrieks of terror fueled you for the long grueling nights. The never-ending safety meetings and briefings would get old though.

“Tonight is a special night! Listen up. We’re having UA students and faculty visiting.” That got your attention. Your boyfriend worked as a teacher at UA, would he be attending? The thought of terrifying him was almost too much. “They want the students to get used to the unexpected and think rationally in fight or flight situations. On that note.” Your manager droned on about the safety precautions. Quirks were known to pop off when people were scared and this led to some interesting situations. More so for your coworkers instead of you though. You got to work safely out of quirk firing range. “Alright! Let’s get ready. Parking lot scarers! Come on.” You were going to be doing line scares for the first thirty minutes of the night before moving into your scene.

You were surprised to see all the teenagers lined up outside the haunted house. It was so cute watching them talking with each other. Your eyes scanned for a familiar head of blond. Your eyes locked in on him standing next to Aizawa. How they convinced Aizawa to join was amazing to you, the man wasn’t exactly the type to scream haunted house. Then again… Aizawa could be scarier than any of the attractions in your work. “You ready?” Your coworker asked as you nodded. It was surprisingly easy to sneak up on the back of the line.

“Hello, will you play with me?” Your voice had a high-pitched singsong quality as the three students in the back shrieked. The kid with the black lightning bolt in his hair leaped into the arms of a very angry ash blond. The brunette man and pink skinned girl were laughing as a red headed boy tried to break up the ensuing argument. “Aw, no one wants to play.” You shuffled off along the line and kept your eyes focused on the hero known as Present Mic. Otherwise known as Hizashi Yamada, also known as your loving boyfriend of three years. For three years you’d spared him. His quirk didn’t work so well with haunted houses. That’s when it made sense why Aizawa came along. Canceling troublesome quirks. You noticed a green haired boy trembling and your lips curved into a wicked smile. You moved your arm in awkward, clumsy movements towards your face. Your finger pressed against your lips as the other students caught on to what you were planning.

“Are you excited for this Todoroki?” The green haired teenager turned around and came face to face with your face. Enhanced with make up to trick the eye into thinking your skin was made of wood and wide blank eyes. The kid froze as his eyes locked onto yours.

“Wanna play with me?” His eyes rolled back in his head and down he went backwards. Oops!!! You didn’t expect him to just faint dead away. A boy with mismatched hair caught him before he hit the pavement.

“She’s not real Midoriya.” You almost broke character at how deadpan the teenager was. Not even a slight wobble as the brown-haired girl trembled beside you.

“No one will play with me.” You pouted and twisted into a dance that ended with your body contorted on the pavement. The teenagers’ jaws dropped as they watched your body twist and writhe before straightening. Your feet shuffled easily along the asphalt in their satiny ballet shoes. The better to move with in the house but not so much on the rough ground of the sidewalk. You wanted to smirk as you approached the faculty. You shifted and moved behind the one with the cowboy hat. Imitating his gait and listening to the students snicker behind you.

“What’s so fun.” The hero paused as he turned and looked down at you. You tilted your head and leveled a blank stare at him.

“No one will play with me.” The man clutched at his chest and released a shaky sigh.

“That’s some impressive costume there. I heard this place was good.” Snipe told you with a tilt of his hat. You’d expected the pro heroes to be harder nuts to crack. All except for…

Mic was standing with a gentleman that had construction equipment on him? Oh! Power Loader. The name popped into your head and you danced around Snipe and his partner. Snipe chuckled as he saw what your goal was. Snipe turned around to the students. “Cover yer ears kids.” The students were puzzled but did as Snipe told them. Their hands covered their ears and the ones who paid attention saw where your path was taking you.

Your eyes roamed over Hizashi’s back as warmth unfurled in your chest. You should feel guilty for scaring your boyfriend but… You also got a sadistic thrill for scaring the pants off him. You paused as you appeared behind him. His shoulders stiffened as if he felt your presence behind him. His body turned so torturously slow until his eyes landed on you in your makeup. He likely wouldn’t recognize you with all the makeup. His eyes widened as he stared at you. Aizawa sighed and grabbed the front of his scarf.

“Boo.” Aizawa turned on his quirk right as Mic released a shout of terror. Thanks to Aizawa he didn’t use his quirk or you’d likely have busted eardrums. “Will you play with me?”

“No.” Aizawa informed you as he grabbed Mic’s forearm to keep him from running.

“Grown ups are boring.” You groaned as you leaned over backwards to place your hands on the pavement. Mic’s eyes widened as he saw you move. He only knew one person who could do it and you’d mentioned working at a haunted house for the spooky season. He sighed as he realized he was gotten good.

“Way to go babe.” Hizashi smirked as you saw the signal to head inside.

“We’ll play again later.” You gave the line a wooden wave before moving into the building to get ready for the set.

You waited until you saw Mic’s group come through into your set. You popped out with a bone chilling shriek. “You didn’t play with me! Now your soul is mine!!” The same green haired teenager keeled over with his mismatched hair friend catching him again. Mic had almost jumped into Shouta’s arms after you popped out.

“How many times has Midoriya fainted now?” The brown-haired girl asked.

“Too many.” You cackled as they headed into the next room, shuffling just a little faster when you moved to follow them. You absolutely loved your job.

#bnha hangout collab #present mic x reader #yamada hizashi x reader

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Kirishima’s Birthday

Ship: Kirishima x Reader Trigger: None A/N: Happy Birthday Kirishima Eijirou!!!

You happily hummed a recent commercial jingle as the mixer was going. Today was a special day! One that had been marked on your calendar for at least six months! The batter went into the pans and into the oven. A marbled batter of vanilla and chocolate. With just a tiny pinch of chili powder to the chocolate. Giving it a small bite. Just like the one you were making the cake for. Sweet, generous, but there was a hint of something else that lurked beneath his sunny smile.

A quick glance at the clock showed there was plenty of time to finish getting everything ready. You set the cake out to cool when it finished and went to the store to get dinner ingredients. You were cooking all of his favorites for dinner! The first birthday you got to spend with him since you started dating.

Do you have to work late Eiji? The line was a little long so you decided to check up on your boyfriend. The prohero Red Riot, Kirishima Eijirou.

Not today! I’m going out for drinks with Bakugou after so don’t wait up.

What? You stared down at the phone in mute shock. He wasn’t coming to your place? But… You flipped through your messages and saw the one you’d sent asking him to spend his birthday with you if he didn’t have to work. He’d agreed! “Did he forget?” You paid for the items before you sent another text. You aren’t coming over?

Oh no! I completely forgot! I’m sorry! You bit your lip to stem the sudden burning in your eyes as you headed back to your apartment. You glanced at the cakes cooling on the counter and sighed. He worked hard every day as a hero. There’d be a lot of birthdays in the future. You decided to let this one go. Advocating your own feelings was always difficult. You didn’t want it to seem like you were making him choose between you or his friends. So… You just never put yourself into that situation.

It’s okay! Have fun. With that you set your phone down and plugged it into the charger in the living room.

“May as well make use of these things. Can’t let it go to waste. At least I’ll have lunch for tomorrow.” You set the bags on the counter and got the counter organized. The frosting for the cake was resting beside the cooling racks. “Well, maybe the girls at work will enjoy the cake. It did taste pretty good when I took a bite of the batter.” With a flip of your wrist you turned on the radio to play your favorite music as you got your mind on other things.

“There we go.” You sighed as the lid slid into place on the pot for the simple curry. You just didn’t feel like cooking anything more complicated. “Nope!!” You slapped your cheeks as your thoughts started to take a downward turn. “None of that.” You reminded yourself. “Frost the cake!” You pumped your fist into the air to give yourself a boost of confidence.

The music drowned out the sound of your door opening. “Oh crap! No, no, no!” You tried to grab the spatula before it fell on the ground but another hand grabbed it. “Eiji!” You were shocked as he handed the spatula to you with a sheepish grin. “What are you doing here? I thought you were going out for drinks with Bakugou?”

“I cancelled on him.” Kirishima averted his eyes as he rubbed the back of his neck.

“What?” You were shocked as you turned back to the cake. “But… Why?” You jumped a bit as he wrapped his arms around your waist and rested his chin on your shoulder.

“I wouldn’t be a very manly boyfriend if I broke a promise to you.” That surprised you.

“I wasn’t angry. Disappointed yes but not angry.” He raised his head and pressed a kiss to your temple.

“I can go drinking with Bakugou and the guys anytime. But I’ve never had my partner cook me a birthday dinner before.” He tightened his hold on your waist and lifted you off your feet.

“Eiji!” You laughed as he spun you in the kitchen before setting you back on your feet. “Well, I can’t promise anything fancy.” You had resigned yourself to spending the evening alone. “So all I can offer is curry.”

“Hmm. Happens to be I like curry.” He grinned against your temple as he leaned forward trapping you between him and the counter. “I like you too.” The grin on your face warmed his chest as he saw the shadows leave your eyes. He hadn’t meant to hurt you. Once he realized he’d made a mistake he scrambled to get the evening off from work and rushed over to your place. Spending time with you on his birthday seemed like the best thing in the world to him.

“Oh! I got you a present!” You tilted your face up to his and smiled. “But you have to wait until after dinner to get it.” You weren’t going to tell him that it was something you’d spent way too much time searching for, not to mention the haggling you’d had to do. A piece of Crimson Riot merchandise signed by the hero himself.

“You’re the best present I could ask for babe!” He pulled you in for a tight hug and passionate kiss.

#kirishima eijirou x reader #kirishima x reader #fluff #kirishima's birthday

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