#and zawa being a fuck up

[aliveinacoffin]

Master List

Of the .1 fics that I've written/posted on here

⋆｡°✩ Spider-Verse ⋆｡°✩

( ´ཀ` ) Miguel O'Hara

Lunch Date - PT1 PT2 - Fluff/Implied F!Reader, can be ignored if you squint

↓ All somewhat connected, neither have to be read to know context, though, I would rec to read top first↑

Come Back To bed - PT1 PT2 - Angst little comfort/GN!Raader

A Difference In Fate - F!Reader, angst no comfort,

Coffee for us - GN!Reader, fluff

˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗ My Hero Academia ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

✩࿐ General

Boyfriend Imagines - Gen!Reader/Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugo, Eijiro Kirishima, Shouta Aizawa, Denki Kaminari, & Hizashi Yamada - fluff, headcanons, just tooth-rotting fluff :>

ᓚᘏᗢ Aizawa Shouta/EraserHead Hospital - GN!Reader, angst/fluff comfort, TW suicidal talk, and dying) Strawberry Fanta - PT1 Introduction - (Rest On Ao3! Finished) - NSWF!F!Reader, TW yandere, stalking, violence (his name isn't spelled right I don't think? I'm so sorry) Orange Fanta - PT1 - Story and context on Ao3 - NSFW Fem!Reader, TW Yandere, violence, sexual content, dubious consent/noncon Silent Nights Exhibition - No reader, only zawa NSFW: public nudity, gremliness My own mirror - PT1 - PT2 - no reader, 3rd pov TW: Suicidal thoughts, smoking weed, implied abuse, parent death, brief mentions of ED With my whole heart- GN!Reader, angst/little comfort/none, TW: Yandere, violence, mentions of kidnapping, drugging, staking Hating you as well - PT1 PT2 PT3 PT4 - F!Reader, little angst/mostly just the sillies - you just wanted to make friends, but one GUY keeps making that impossible for you, it was like he fucking hated you! And for what!!

❆Shoto Todoroki♨

Deja ya de llorar - GN!Reader, tiny angst/major comfort just cute all around

♬♪ Present Mic/Hizashi Yamada

You're Not Just Him - Pregnant!F!Reader - Fluff - You make your husband take a break from work and have a family day with you and the kids.

✰ ✰ ✰ All Might/Toshinori Yagi

Important To You - Toshinori & Daughter!Reader - angst/no comfort TW! Neglect, parental abuse, depressive episode, mentioned eating problems, bullying, and mjc death - Being the daughter of such an important man was already hard, but after he gets deathly ill and the death of his best advisor? Forget about it!

༺｡° .ᘛThe Last Of Us 1&2ᘚ. ° ｡༻

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ Ellie Williams

Ellie Band Au Headcanons - no reader- nsfw & sfw parts

☀︎ Grand Theft Auto V ☀︎

Wedding Ring - F!Reader- Smut, cursing, manipulation - Michael De Santa has ghosted you for moths, and now he shows up to your house unexpectedly.

My Ao3!

Unfortunately, I do have unfinished works, and new ones in progress, but it's okay because I guilt myself enough for the both of us.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Requests are OPEN! ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚

Won't do: Scat, water sports, puke (in that way, if ya know what I mean lol). Thats kinda it :)

Will do: Pretty much everything else lmao Post dividers by @cafekitsune

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Fandoms I can do!

MHA

Undertale

Across The SpiderVerse

Rick and Morty

Grand Theft Auto 5

SouthPark

The Last Of Us&1 (Games 2)

Harry Potter

Adventure Time

The disastrous Life of Saiki K

F is for Family

Mystic Messenger (Though, I will warn you I haven't completed the game 100%, so I'll go off what I know so far/what I've seen from the fandom.)

[dabisbratz]

UR DILF!AIZAWA DESC IS SO AHGDWYUQ !!! <33333 I love mr. tall, dark, and handsome wit salt & pepa

dilf!aizawa who still has the same libido and built up pressure in his lower half to start having kids but he’s too busy being a hero, father, mentor, etc etc…

dilf!aizawa who purposely bumped into this dumb college student at a gym while staring at his chest, the size difference probably wouldn’t have been that big if dilf!aizawa hadn’t hit his 18th fuckin growth spurt

college student who starts chatting him up and learning he has so much on his plate that he is willing to help him take off. “i can be a babysitter of some sort! my mom says I’m great with kids..”

dilf!aizawa who immediately gets the wrong ideas, thinking about turning him into a personal househusband, taking care of his needs and providing for the family. coming home to the kids tired out and in their room only to roughly fuck the himbo within an inch of his life in the kitchen, running from him so much that dilf!aizawa has to use the old capture scarf as a way to tie him down. tears and sobs run through the room as the college student barely remembered the new recipe he tried out 30min ago.

while dilf!aizawa was daydreaming the student just sits there stuck in confusion. he will know eventually, especially after dilf!aizawa manages to get their number and set up the first meeting…

JWHSUEHE EEE HE JUS- HE- HES SO- HE— need him to baby me NOWWW need him IMMEDIATELY!!!! n zawa definitely has a size kink, asks the reader to spot him so he can feel his hands on his body… he really jus wants to see how much smaller the reader is in comparison… !! n alsoVsjhshsgsh?!:?:? sho’s so big????? he can just imagine the bulge his dick will put in the readers throat as he struggles to take him in all the way…..

[just-geck007]

Final Thoughts on Children of Dune & First Impressions of God Emporer of Dune

Children of Dune

Wowie-zawa...

This book fucked me in the ass, elephant cock, no lube. As I have mentioned to a few IRLs, I would rather drag my bare pussy over hot coals than read it again. To paint a picture of how difficult it was to stay engaged with this book: I read 6 books in January. I read 1/2 of a book from the start of February to early March, and that 1/2 book was... you guessed it... Children of Dune.

The book picks up nearly 8 years (iirc) after the end of Dune Messiah following Ghanima & Leto ii. Which in itself is not an issue. Although both characters are supposedly a foil for Alia, whom Frank does not characterize very well.

That is if you count being "an abomination" for the entirety of the book as ~characterization~. That, and the fact she is possessed, by Baron Harkonnen. Which I feel was Franky's last stab at making the Baron a key character, though he kinda-sorta lost the plot on this one near the end of the book.

... I mean, that is unless he brings the Baron back to possess another character...

Anywayssss...

The book itself is strangely paced. At times it jumps between different character's POVs that are happening congruently, at times it skips multiple days and weeks between chapters. The end of the book also feels relatively rushed, as if Frank has to try and fit multiple key parts into the last 10 pages. With that, it is important to note that the last 50 pages of the novel were hands down my favorite part of the book. It is hard to tell if this was because the book was almost over or because the plot actually came together.

I also think the style in this book is quite consistent with the previous 2 books (this is important as there is an abrupt style change in God Emperor). This style is very clunky and dense almost as if *it* expects you to decipher the riddles in which it is speaking. Children of Dune read in the same manner, making it a very drawn-out read, parts of it requiring one's utmost attention lest you miss a vital clue that could only be divulged by reading between the lines of Frank's shroom-filled delusions.

All in all, I found this book to be my least favorite of the Dune books, with Messiah as a close second.

This is the perfect segue to my opening thoughts on God Emperor of Dune:

As I am only about 50 pages into the book this is very much preemptive, though I already find myself enjoying this book much more than the last 2. I think this has to do with the immediate change in writing style. Frank must have taken a brick to the head to change his style this much, but after drowning in a sea of riddles for the last ~2,000 pages I find this to be a much-welcomed breath of fresh air.

God Emperor opens up about 3,000 years following the end of Children of Dune, from what appears to be the perspective of a scholar. This chapter is also unique as it does not open with a quotation, that which has been present at the start of each chapter in the previous 3 books, instead, it opens with a single sentence announcing where the piece of text originates from. In this case, it is an "Excerpt from [a] speech," that is announcing a discovery of a *presumably* important artifact.

The next chapter picks up again with the chapter-opening quotations, (Yes... That is what we will call them.) and jumps immediately into an action scene, which I found unusual as well as Franky typically writes in a more ballad-esque style. Thus far this book is very energetic & snappy and I am very excited to finish it and move on to Heretics, given that Frank continues with his newfound style!

Will update with more DUNE thoughts in the next few weeks, life is busy right now.

geck out beetches!

[zombieumbreon]

Kinktober 22 Day 4

Cw: NSFW, 18+, virginity loss, panty stealing, DP, threesome

Hizashi snickered to his boyfriend, they were doing laundry and had come across a pair of your underwear. The blonde being immature, picking them up to shake them at Shouta. “Stop being a perv, Yamada,” the tired man growled. The loud hero groaned, “but, they smell so sweet.” Rolling his eyes, Aizawa continued to put clothes into the washer, “I know, but for fucks sake stop taking her panties before she notices. She’s a virgin and I don’t want to scare the poor thing.”

    While they bickered back and forth you were just on the other side of the wall, relaxing in the tub. Your hand buried between your thighs, fingers circling your clit while you thought about the two heroes you lived with. You knew they weren’t into you, but you’d seen them both in sweatpants. A moan slipped from your lips, letting both their names fall as your spread your slick under the water. 

    The two froze, hearing their names, listening for a moment before moving. “What is?” Aizawa’s hand covered the blonde’s mouth, shushing him. If they were quiet enough they could hear the water moving with the move of your arm. “Come on,” the blonde smacked his boyfriend, sneaking into your room, stopping just outside of the cracked open door. They could see your face in the mirrors on the two walls around your tub, at the right angle your breasts were visible too. 

    Yamada bit his lip, boyfriend’s erection pressing against his bottom as they enjoyed your facial expressions and the moans falling from your lips. They hadn’t seen your eyes flick open, their bodies visible as they stood straight up, mouths pressed together. Standing, you stepped out of the tub, grabbing the chain to the plug with your toe as you stood on one foot. “Ahem,” you cleared your throat, the two men jumping. “Um,” you cocked a brow at them, Hizashi holding his hands up in mock surrender, forgetting he was still holding the lace that had previously been kissing your cunt. 

    “So, you’re the reason I keep having to buy new ones,” you grumbled in his direction, hugging the towel closer to your body. “Told ya’ she’d notice,” Shouta grunted. “You interrupted my me time, I think you owe me,” you glanced at the two of them, dropping your towel. The blonde stroked his cock, “I mean, you can use both of our cocks as much as you need to.” You and Shouta shared a glance, looking at Hizashi, “ ‘Zashi,” you giggled, “I’m a virgin.” His cheeks turned pink, taking a step towards you, “I mean, there are other ways too.” 

    You nodded, the dark haired man leading you to your plush bed. Lying down he motioned for you to come to him, “Sit.” You blushed, hesitating for a moment before swinging your leg over to lower your slit to his tongue. After a few minutes his arms wrapped around your thighs, flipping you onto your back. “Fuck, tastes so sweet,” he groaned. Hizashi situated himself behind Aizawa, pulling his cheeks apart to lick at his tight hole. Groaning into your cunt, he sucked your sensitive little nub into his mouth, flicking his tongue around until your legs started to shake. When you released on his tongue he gave you a moment to recover. 

    “Wa-want ‘Zawa to…um…” you blushed, shifting your legs. “You want his cock in you, little one?” Yamada grinned. You nodded, the other man placing a hand on each of your ankles, spreading your legs apart for him. “Pretty girl,” he cooed, leaning down he licked and nipped at your breasts, pushing his cock head against your entrance. He shushed you, petting your hair as he rocked into you, tearing your hymen. With your cunt stretched to its current limit, your eyes tearing up from pain and crossing from pleasure, you whimpered for him. The sting was finally completely gone and they had you in a position to suck the blonde while the dark haired man fucked you.

[karoochui]

I am sleep deprived and just want to share this random thought that just, exists in my brain now but when I'm more awake and not tired will probably confuse me.

Pizza Plex burns down, Fukuzawa from BSD finds Sun and Moon, goes "Why not" upon realizing they're sentient, and promotly takes them in.

Meanwhile Y/N, a previous worker at the Pizza Plex, wakes up in the hospital after having to be pulled away from the Pizza Plex by authorities because they were trying to rush in to save Sun and Moon. They managed to awaken a teleportation Ability in the process, thus explaining why they're in the hospital in the first place. Then Fazco does it's best to keep them silent about the Animatronics being sentient, driving them to the Port Mafia so they can get help in crushing the company.

Two years later they reunite and now there's another "You should be my enemy but I like (love) you too much" and "What happened to you over the years" couple in the ADA and Port Mafia.

Monty, Chica, and Roxy are working with the government and slowly repairing Bonnie after they themselves were saved and repaired.

Gregory and Freddy somehow ended up with the Guild but only for the cash and it is obviously very temporary.

Vanessa ended up "saved" by Fyodor and he's making it everyone's problem.

Hello i just saw this. I read it and was just like What The Fuck but not in a bad way. This is so incredibly off the wall im crying this is so funny to me i need this actually. I need this in my life. i'm also losing my mind because Vanessa can't catch a fucking BREAK god DAMN

The genuine aftermath of "me and my two fixations that have nothing to do with eachother" this is so epic. Inserting Fazco as a genuine thing into this universe as well is also fucking crazy to me. Detectives, mafia, and a massive pizza joint. The holy trinity

But honestly with all the shit that goes down in the BSD universe i feel like sentient animatronics aren't far fetched at all. Of course Fukuzawa would just be lile yeah okay sure. Thats so fucking funny oh my god. Papa-zawa lives on. Dad-zawa if you will. I would so read this if it were a fic im not gonna lie

[your-local-e-gorl]

Online Shopping

This is taken from a very self indulgent ff that I’m writing for a friend, taken after the relationship has been established for a while.

NSFW: Dacriphylia, age gap, bratty behavior, nothing too bad. Pure smut, breeding,mentions of smoking,read at your own risk. I wrote this while stoned a few months ago. YwThisIsProbsGonnaSuck

“Shouta, stop!” His hips stop slowly as he wears a shit eating smirk. “You’re not seriously considering what to wear, right?” I grip his thigh while trying to catch my breath. “I was, but someone is distracting me,” I snap. “I want to relax and pick out an outfit in peace!” Hips roll into mine again, friction pulling slowly through me. I gasp as he pulls me into his lap further, suddenly weak.

“That dress would look lovely on you. Maybe with a pair of heels?” I manage to view it and I instantly fall in love with the lace and the way it hangs from the model’s waist. “I actually do like it… maybe not in blue though.” His hand wraps around my thigh, grasping hard enough to bruise. Stubble brushes against my skin as he presses his nose to my neck. “See if they have it in black. That always looks good on you,” he instructs.

I scroll through the multiple hues, eyes blurring from his ministrations. Eventually, after flitting through blues and reds, I come across a jet black. “They do,” i sigh. His hips buck into mine effortlessly despite my added weight. “Add it to the cart. Now. “

The authority in his voice makes my body quiver. My hand reaches for the mouse yet he moves it out of reach. I look at him expectantly. Evil fuck. “Reach, baby. Go on.” I moan out as he presses against my sensitive walls. “Now shoes. You like pretty shoes. Right?” His tone shows how amused he is.

“Later. I t-think we should fin… finish first,” I chiose. “After all I have some nice ones-“ Fingers crawl up my leg and stop at my hip. “Did you forget that you’re being punished for your interruption? I said, pick out some shoes.” My chest palpitates as I write in his lap, his demanding words seeping into my thoughts.

“You’re being so-“ I gasp as he shifts a bit. “I’m being?” “Mean! If you’re gonna fuck me, then do it! I can’t take it,” I choke out. He stares at me blankly. “Aren’t you the one who wanted to see what I was doing?” I whimper with a nod. “I did. But now I want you to fuck me, Shouta. Please?”

Unexpectedly, he doesn’t cater to my request. Rather, he stops what he’s doing and pulls out his phone.

All I can do is stare in disbelief. There’s no way he’s going to leave me half satisfied. “Are you just trying to be a dick? Hurry up,” I urge.

“Not until you finish shopping. Continue.” I pout on top of his lap before clicking a random pair. “Done!” He glances over my desperate face before squeezing it. “Those aren’t your style, baby. How about we make a deal? I give you what you’ve been begging for, but if you stop scrolling then this-“ he gestures to his cock halfway in me. “Stops. ” I nod rapidly, pleased at the agreement. “Yes sir!”

He starts slowly grinding into me as I scroll, determined to waste his money. He’s got plenty of it anyways. I groan at the way he hits my cervix, the pain mixing with unadulterated pleasure. My fingers guide the mouse to the cheaper side of the site. I proudly look up at him with the ugliest choice of shoes. They’re even uglier than the first choice of mine.

His grip on my hips tighten, pulling me against his pelvis. Pleasure shocks my body as he suddenly thrusts up. I push his arm to squirm and face him, confused on the fleeting force, but with just one arm he restrains me.

“Aizawa! Zawa’ please! Just one kiss, please,” I ask sweetly while I struggle against his thrusts. He ignores me, clicking on the assortment of higher priced shoes. I guess he was serious about one thing.

“Shouta? Please- I. Just one. Please?” I bat my eyelids as his thrusts slow. He guides my hips up and fixes the posture, determination reflecting back for the screen.

My lips attack his with a hunger like never before. “T-thank you,” I whine. He clicks on a pair of beautiful gold pumps with red bottoms. “Baby, look. You’re a fan of this brand. Should I get it?” I groan and whine in frustration yet again before pulling myself off of him. “I don’t care! I just want you to ruin me. Please, Shou? Please. I’ll take everything you give me. I’ll be your perfect, pretty baby,” I coo in a voice that’s as thick and sweet as honey.

He doesn’t even spare me a glance. “Sit back down or we’re through for the night. Last warning. Do you understand?” With trembling legs and teary eyes, I hurry to occupy his lap once more, his hands dragging me closer.

We both let out various, desperate noises, each moment tugging us further into a sea of lust. “You want it bad too. I know you do, Shouta. Just give in and fuck me. Why hold yourself back?” I coax breathily into his ear, tits bouncing as I ride him.

His hands cup my breasts before taking one into his lips. “You keep this up and I’ll be the only one cumming, tonight. But you’d probably enjoy that. Goddamn slut.”

I clench tightly at his biting insult before changing my tactic. I release my tears from the pent up frustration of his teasing. “If you don’t want to fuck me, then just say that!” I huff. Tears trickle down my lashes, seemingly pulling a look of regret from his face. “Or let me find it somewhere e-“

My words are quickly stolen from my lips by a deep, shuddering whine. My hands push against his thigh and chest. “T-too much! Shouta, it hurts,” I sob. He stares at me with a stern look despite my protests. He’s bottomed out and pulling me into him even further, as if it’s possible.

“What were you saying? About finding it somewhere else, that is.” I continue to push against him, unable to breathe from the overwhelming feeling of being full. He chuckles in my ear before pulling me upwards. I’m slammed down on him, successfully impaling me on his cock.

My mouth drops open in a cry as he bullies my cervix. “Stop, please,” I moan. “ ‘M sorry. I didn’t mean it- just wanted you to f-fuck me. Thou-ght isn’t was a good ‘dea.” But ‘s too much. ‘M too full.” My words are breathy as I attempt to accommodate his size.

“You’re getting what you wanted, right,” he pants into my chest. “Now shut up and take it.” The squelching noises reverberate in my ears along with a weak moan. All I can do is wrap my arms around his neck and as he said, take it.

His lips fall onto my neck, hot kisses trailing the skin around it while apologies fall from my lips. “Keep babbling, baby. Fuck, apologies sound so good coming from you.”

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“I love you,” I sigh. “I really do.” His sweaty chest leaves my back as he rises from the bed. “I know you do, baby. Now, get some rest, okay?” I feel the mattress dip as he sits down and brushes my hair. “Shouta?” My lips are taken in his. “I love you too.”

A tingle runs up my spine and curls my toes, the warmth swimming through my heart. “You leavin’,” I murmur in question. My hand grasps his wrist in desperation. “Stay.”

Aizawa stands as he searches for what I’m assuming is the towel. “Just gonna go get something to drink. Here.” To my surprise he hands me a pre roll from the dresser. “Inside?” “Eri isn’t home and I know you’re gonna be sore for a while. Go ahead.”

I hug him tightly, sweaty hair sticking to him like little snakes. “I have to most considerate boyfriend.” With a chuckle and giving a flick to my forehead, he walks off.

By the time he’s back, laptop and two bottles of water in his giant hands, I’m already high as a goddamn kite. “What are you smiling about?” he grunts. “You’re pretty.”

I tilt my head up as he presses against me. “You must be trying to get another round out of me. Are you?” I can’t help but to laugh in pure delight. He’s just so wonderful!

“I just love you. Okay?” The cynical look on his face slowly melts away, replaced by the softest look I’ve ever had the pleasure of receiving. It’s so tender and relaxed.

“I love you too, princess. Enough to marry ya’, ya’ know?” I don’t get the chance to say anything as his lips close against mine. In one swift movement he’s buried in me to the hilt, both arms trapped in his grip. I’m so full that it hurts.

“Z-Zawa, pull out,” I plead. He groans and shudders into my neck, his much larger body threatening to crush me. “I just fucked you… you’re still this tight?” I gasp and claw at the sheets in attempt to break free. I want to touch him. I want to feel him.

“Stop fighting baby. Let me just get you ready and then I’ll let you go, ‘kay?” He knows just what to say to get me weak in the knees. I nod with a whine as he shifts. My legs instinctively close across his back, allowing us to be closer.

My head swims as he pounds into my contrastingly smaller frame. “Sora, look at me. You okay?” I try to focus my eyes on him as his hand grips my cheeks. “G-gonna pass out,” I slur. He blinks rapidly. “What’s wrong?” I whine reluctantly. “Don’t stop. Almost there, I need to cum.”

“Baby- you’re going to-“ “Please? Fuck me through it. You gotta.” He’s the only one I could allow myself to be vulnerable to, in this way. The only one I could express this desire to.

Thousands of tingles crawl throughout my body as my orgasm crashes into effect. His fascinated gaze and subtle groans as he spills inside of me manage to finally pull me under, the black taking over.

[castershellwrites]

I am so excited for posting time to roll around for this one. Here's a quick preview of Aizawa being a total DAD-Zawa <3

Image text is below the cut.

Present Mic was out of sight behind UA's gate, being restrained by Hound Dog and Vlad King, and practically frothing at the mouth. "I will rip them to fucking shreds if they don't leave her alone. Just let 'em on campus to try and take a picture, I'll give them a sound-bite!"

It was sweet, though unnecessary, for his husband to be this worked up. Shouta shut him up with a kiss. "I took care of it. Deep breaths. Eri needs you calm."

Surprisingly, the kiss worked. Hizashi buried his face in Shouta's shirt collar, whimpered, and took a few deep breaths until he calmed down. Then he stayed there. Shouta would have felt awkward if they weren't in the relative privacy of UA with only a few friends and coworkers around.

"You better?" he asked, patting the thick leather of Hizashi's costume jacket.

All he got was an affirmative hum and his husband snuggling deeper into his neck.

"Are you huffing my cologne?"

[raverin-2]

Lightning Strikes Online | ShinKami | IV

Summary: Mishaps tend to happen when you're sleepy, and Hitoshi screws up. But so does Denki. And that's why they end up being clowned by their classmates.

Notes:

Ignore all Dates and Times

All Photos found on Pinterest. I don't own them, credits to all the owners

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8. CONFESSION?!

9. Conversation

Hitoshi takes a deep breath before calling Denki back, hands trembling as he calls his lightning bug.

‘Hitoshi, hi.’

Even over the phone, Hitoshi knows Denki is as nervous as he is, and that eases his own nerves.

‘Guess we need to talk.’ says Denki.

‘Guess we do, but do you really want to have this conversation on this phone?’ asks Hitoshi cautiously.

‘Not really, but I have to leave for patrol in fifteen. Blasty abused his power because Izu wanted him.’ grumbles Denki and Hitoshi hears the rustle of fabric.

‘Well, I guess the tweets kind of said it all, but I-uh- this is hard. I’ve had feelings for you for a really long time now, and I didn’t mean to post that on my main, but I got off a late patrol and knocked out, and just woke up because dad called me.’ says Hitoshi nervously.

‘I cannot believe I am finding out about this before my patrol.” whines Denki and Hitoshi freezes. ‘I want to freaking kiss you and hug you and see those flushed cheeks and your sleepy eyes. Fucking Katsuki owes me for this!’

‘Come over after your patrol.’ Offers Hitoshi softly.

‘Oh yes, please! But-uh- wait! Why’d ‘Zawa call you?’ asks Denki as he goes from excited to concerned.

‘Eri wants me to come and eat with her because she wants to tell me about her classes. Guess she had a presentation or something, and she’s excited bout it.’ Says Hitoshi.

‘Don’t act all bothered. You know you love your sister, and you know exactly what she’s excited about, you’re just acting all hard. Give Eri, my love, and I’m going to give you all my love when I’m done with my patrol. I love you, Toshi.’ says Denki with a fond voice.

‘Shuddup, I’ll let her know. I love you too, Denks. Be real careful, and let me know when you’re off. You know how Eri is, she might keep me there until she goes for dinner with Mirio and Amajiki.’ replies Hitoshi with an amused eye roll as he huffs.

‘I have to go, but I love you, I’ll talk to you later, relax some Toshi.’ says Denki and Hitoshi laughs at the slam of a door.

‘Don’t be late, baby.’ says Hitoshi and they both quickly say their goodbyes.

10. Sweet Moments… And Double Date Offers?

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Part Three

Part Five

Chaptered Breakdown

[mighty-mepoe]

Interesting (not All Might centric) fic finds

Angst / Harsh fics (no bad endings):

Bakugrowth:

The Power of Friendship by deviance

(Restricted to AO3 users) Bakugou friendship with Kirishima and how his friend group can expand.

Bakugou frowned when he saw Tokoyami and Shouji watching him oddly. "What?" He demanded. "I thought you didn't like being around anyone, except maybe Kirishima," Tokoyami said simply. "Sorry for assuming. You should hang out more often." Bakugou blinked, surprised. "I...what?" Shouji nodded. "I'm sorry too, I had thought the same thing." One of his appendages smiled and Bakugou stared at the teeth. Had he just made more friends? Was friendship contagious? Once you made one friend, was that automatically the go-ahead for other people to be your friend? "You want to hang out with me?"

will I ever be more than I’ve always been? by aloneintherain

The summary tells it all.

“I want,” Bakugou says, “you to wake the fuck up. Make teachers look out for their kids. Don’t put up with any kind of violence—this should be a fucking safe space for kids. And the little shit-stains who think they’re above the rules because they’ve got a fancy quirk? You deal with them, too. Quirk usage is illegal. Physical assault is illegal. And yet I saw all that and more when I was here—I did all of that and more when I was here.” The principal stares at him. “You’re saying you wanted us to give you detention?” Detention. Like that would have done anything. “I’m saying,” Bakugou says through gritted teeth, “that you should’ve expelled me.”   Or: how Bakugou became an anti-bullying advocate.

Dadzawa:

a penny for your thoughts by cassiopeia721

While visiting Eri at the hospital following her rescue from the Shie Hassaikai, Izuku and Aizawa-sensei both run into a nurse with a telepathy based quirk, and Izuku finds himself in a telepathic bond with his teacher. This is... somewhat worrying, considering how many secrets Izuku needs to keep.

Synchronicity by fElBiTeR

When Midoriya Izuku is younger, he’s assigned a pen pal to exchange letters with for a year. Instead, his pen pal continues to follow him through his years of middle school and all the way to his time at U.A. in the form of emails. His pen pal may be a bit blunt sometimes, but overall, he's a nice and completely normal person. Aizawa Shouta has only ever followed along with his pen pal's troublesome adventures first through his handwritten letters, then through his emails. Nothing has changed when he discovers that his pen pal is going to be one of his students in the upcoming school year. Nothing has changed. Or so he keeps telling himself.

Humour:

Throw a Chair Through a Window and Call It a Day by jaded_ghoster

Hilarious. Dad-zawa is on fire (metaphorically, but he might light Vlad up) and his interactions with Midoriya are AMAZING.

"Vla- no, not him." Shota scowled, he would rather give up all his naps than live to see the day where Sekijiro Kan of all people became his superior. "Snipe?!" "Not emotionally available at the moment as he is currently battling his romantic feelings for Kayama-san." Shota shot back down. "For the love of god-!" "As you can see, me appointing you as principal is the only logical decision available," ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Or: Nezu goes on a week long business trip and makes Aizawa the temporary principal while he's gone, giving him all the powers the principal of UA would normally have. Aizawa, prepared to use this power to it's full capacity, silently vows to make as many changes to UA as he can in a single week. He appoints Midoriya as his secretary for the time being and together they wreak havoc among the school, showing no mercy to any obstacle in their path (And maybe becoming father and son along the way). The rest of the staff and students are left to sit back and watch as everything they know goes up in flames.

rock'n'roll, buckaroo! by Origamidragons

If you want a really good fic about Todoroki's conspirancies that will make you burst a lung laughing this is the one. Sequel here.

Kaminari walks up to Todoroki in the hallway after class and says, “Dude, I need your help.” Todoroki checks over his shoulder, twice, to verify that Kaminari is indeed talking to him. “Why?” “Yesterday you asked Shinsou-kun if he was Aizawa-sensei’s son,” Kaminari says, as though that explains anything at all. “...yes?” “Make a hero conspiracy YouTube channel with me.”

The Many Roasts of Endeavor by Sapphiria

If you still feel a bit salty (or a lot!) about Endeavor treatment of Todoroki and his family in general, this series will leave you well-feed.

Endeavor is the worst, and Izuku Midoriya wants the world to know that. This sassy, savage cinnamon roll won't rest until the evil has been defeated. Luckily, the rest of the world is on his side for his epic mission, including Endeavor's own family.

Responsible adults:

Revolution in Green by Zarconath

... and irresponsible teenagers. Training arc for everyone!

All Might actually dedicates himself to becoming a better teacher, and decides to train more than just his successor before U.A. As he prepares for the future, plans by the Commission and All for One are put into motion that will ultimately rock the nation.

[demyrie]

Something like toshis guard being worn down maybe they're just hanging out or drinking and aizawa is playing maybe like teasing him and then toshi responds like way too into it and aizawa is like ???woah ok uhh didn't really mean for that to happen uhhh now im turned on

UHHHH OKAY SO THIS IS LITERALLY THREE MONTHS LATE? And also it’s definitely not what you wanted, sweet anon, because I love and feel that trope, but this is more an exploration of a far less … competent and more awkward Aizawa. Also Yagi having the self-respect to realize when he’s being toyed with. So. (*whispers* i hate it)

Aizawa wasn’t a perfect person –farthest from it – but he never imagined his most pronounced sin ofthe year would be waiting and watching.

It began with All Might joining thefaculty, which was by far the worst event of the year, seconded onlyby the idiot being assigned to his year and his class. This wasn’this realm and Aizawa invested himself in letting the other hero knowit, maybe burning off the residual resentment he had incurred fromNezu grandly dismissing his concerns about All Might teaching at UA.From day one, he needled “All Might-sama” mercilessly aboutlesson plans and made it clear there would be no celebrity quartergiven as long as his class’s education was on the line. Refused allpersonal interaction. Turned away whenever he pulled his favoritetrick.

He was, in general, an impeccableasshole, the sting of rejection and criticism incarnate, and thus hadutterly no explanation for the predicament he woke to some monthslater, when Yagi stayed after class to tentatively ask him to(friendly coworker) dinner the third time in a week and couldn’t keephis gaze for a moment without turning bright red and Aizawa realized.

Maybe no one had ever been rough orhonest with him before, or held him to standards that weren’tmeasured in musculature. It seemed like just the kind of warpedcelebrity thing to get turned on about, but the teacher’s bittertheory had a hole in it: No matter how much Aizawa wished it, Yagiwasn’t All Might. He just wasn’t.

(Yagi was kind, tentative, bumbling butwell-meaning, and was honestly very much stressing Aizawa’s accomplished skill of hating anything that moved because he was sodamn agreeable and even if he was a wrecking ball, he was starting tomake progress with the kids, and …)

Aizawa, to his credit, wasn’t asadistic person, either. It took too much energy and gave him nothingto see people in pain. He wasn’t like Midnight, as evidenced by herdisapproval of him and how he was handling this very peculiarsituation, but he still found himself torturing Yagi just a bit. Just… a bit.

There was something addictive aboutteasing the towering man, and the sheer energy he gave off jumping atevery little touch. Part of the amusement was watching Yagi strugglewith himself because there was so very much to struggle with, as talland gawky as he was, and maybe part of Aizawa figured he was overduefor some awkwardness after living so long, unquestioned, as theSymbol of Peace. The game kept him interested both in How and When:even as he wondered how such a man could possibly have chosen him tolike, and how far could Yagi Toshinori contort himself inpleasantries and avoidance before he said something honest, ordemanded an explanation?

The answer: no idea, and exactly threebeers and one poorly timed attempt at groping.

Hizashi and Nemuri (read: Nemuri) hadexcommunicated him until he resolved the “All Might issue” and itonly took one half-offer before Yagi agreed to a dinner. A dinnerbetween coworkers. It was a local ramen place near to his apartmentwith decent food at a great price, and a traditional but lacklusterambiance much improved by a retired hero on his absolute bestbehavior and refraining from try-hard jokes and forceful merriment.

It wasn’t often Aizawa felt safe enoughto get solidly drunk anywhere but with his friends, but there he was.Then, there Yagi was, and he started messing. Leaning over too closeto get the sake bottle, putting his hand on the man’s mile-long leg.Brushing his hair from his face and laughing low and satisfied. Tooclose, way too close.

For however close he was, drunk on alittle more than beer – maybe power, maybe the simple andabsolutely foreign pleasure of being admired – he failed to noticeas Yagi’s face dropped and his reactions became more and morestilted, stricken, unsure. As he caught on, poke by prod.

Everyone always told him he was anasshole when he was drunk. Now, he saw why, and it was revealed tohim in vivid technicolor when he pretended to lose his balance on theway out of the bar and fell into the towering hero, hand gropingaround his waist. He even aimed his mouth oh-so-purposefully for theskin of the older man’s neck, only for his wrists to be yankedtogether and his head bounced against the wall, the impact knockingthe breath out of him.

Above him, Yagi was little more than asilhouette of wiry hair and burning blue eyes in the cheap yellowlighting.

“Don’t.”

Yagi was so tall, so thin, so yielding,and that was the problem: Aizawa had nearly forgotten that the Symbolof Peace was under there. The fire in his eyes still smoldered, andnow those eyes pinned him to the wall. The heat alone was enough toburn off most of his high.

“What are you doing?” Yagi gritout, voice like a body drug over gravel.

“I was waiting,” Aizawa forced out,panicking and drunk as shit and knowing he was choosing the wrongwords even as he said them. “Waiting to see –”

“But you weren’t waiting, tonight.Did you get bored? To turn to humiliation so quickly when someone isunder your power is a staggering character flaw, Aizawa,” he saidin low, dangerous tones,  his height all the more intimidating toknow how low he was bending just to speak to him, to crowd Aizawa’s spaceand block the light. “I thought Midnight was the sadist among youthree.”

Humiliation? The word didn’t make senseand Aizawa opened his mouth, but all that came out was a huff of airas the steely grip on his wrists dissolved and Yagi pushed himgently, tiredly against the wall and turned away. Toward the door.

“I wasn’t going to say anythingbecause I didn’t think it was possible for you to feel the same way.So I don’t blame you for your feelings, but I would have appreciateda simple no.”

“Damnit, Yagi,” he forced out.“Don’t.”

It was a fragment, a stupid inverse parroting of what Yagi said before, but of course theolder man understood. His powers of understanding were only rivaledby his patience, it seemed, which only made Aizawa feel worse as Yagistared him down, emanating disappointment.

“It would be best if I went. Ifyou’re really that inebriated, I can call you a taxi,” he saidbitterly. He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head slightly. “We’ll continue this conversation when you’re sober … Ifyou’re even inclined.”

“I’m shit at this.”

Yagi stopped, then turned to look athim. Head lifting off his shoulders in a combination of fear andalcohol, Aizawa was distantly aware he was locking his knees and hecouldn’t stop.

“At this. All of it. I don’t know howto read people or what they want. All I want to do is get straight tothe point, and you kept skirting. So.”

“So?”

“This place is near my apartment,”he blurted out.

So I didn’t know what else to do,he wanted to say, now caught in the disastrous fallout of hisinability to speak human or navigate social mores. This was All Mightthey were talking about, after all. He wasn’t really that drunk, andhad never been, but it was a fantastic excuse to reach for what hewanted. Might want, or dare to want. Aizawa should have realized howuncharacteristically loose and stupid he was being, acting out insome vague ploy to get a stranger’s attention, but what was there todo?

It clearly took Yagi a minute toprocess everything, and even then his baffled expression only becamemore concerned.

“So, after giving me absolutely noindication that you even respect me as a coworker, you suddenlyinvite me to a restaurant … near your apartment and … then gropeme in the hallway …” he began uncertainly, enormous hand out likehe expected Aizawa to give him the key to whatever insane train hadferried him to this particular plan.

“It would have been easier if youactually drank,” Aizawa admitted at length, mulish. The mathsounded better in his head: drunk person A giving drunk person B whatthey want, which is also what A wanted, waking up the morning afterand thus skipping the step where they had to talk about wantingthings.

He pinched his nose. Okay, maybe alittle villainous. Or just shitty on a person level.

“If I’d been drunk, it would havebeen coercion,” the older hero countered, now actively chuckling instunned disbelief. He shook his head, regarding him with some kind ofamazement. “You are bad at this.”

“Not very heroic,” he said, lookinghim in the eye. Daring Yagi to see the kind of person he was and makehis exit accordingly.

“Not very functional,” Yagiresponded dryly, making Aizawa drop his gaze by the sheerrelentlessness of his strange blue-black attention. Brave, like hewasn’t, but also not judgmental.

A paragon of righteousness andcommunity values, just like the posters portrayed, and altogether toogood for him. The realization – juxtaposition – nauseated him alittle. Just what was he trying to pull, here? Aizawa shruggedsharply, the last of his stupid ideas caving and leaving him withnothing more than an exit to make.

“You’re the first person I’ve triedto seduce, if it’s any consolation, and I won’t be trying again,”he said, gruff. He straightened his shirt and gestured to the handblocking him from the rest of the restaurant. Yagi hurriedly withdrewit, straightening to a facsimile of his timid self, but Aizawacouldn’t find it in himself to move just yet.

He breathed out quietly, burnt andstunned by his own combined stupidity and gall.

“You can leave, now. If you want.I’ll get the tab.”

“I’d actually like to leave withyou,” he said mildly, ducking his head a bit and looking to theside when Aizawa’s head snapped up in disbelief. “If you’re stillinterested in my, er, company, that is.”

His pale brows drifted up and theappraising look dampened the instant throb of Aizawa’s stupid heart,but not for long.

“But you do get to pay the tab thistime. I think I’ve earned it.” Yagi grinned, sudden and shining inhis gaunt face. “I think this is the first time I’ve been seduced,but I … don’t know if I would recommend it to anyone else.”

Breaking out of him like he’d beenwhacked in the gut, Aizawa chuckled, stupid and low. If people werepaid to put up with him, as he believed they should be on some level,Mic and Midnight wouldn’t be poring over cheap scratchers every otherweek. Then again, he was pretty certain they just did that for thescummy thrill of it.

“Meet you outside,” Aizawa saidwith a nod, hardly believing he could still say it.

The cautious, sideways smile on Yagi’sface as he turned to go chilled him and warmed him in the samebreath, leaving him rubbing at his arms and the prickled skin there.Was he even drunk anymore? Was he ever drunk in the first place?

More importantly, what the hell didYagi even see in him? It was the question of the year and one thatwasn’t easily answered, but walking down the sidewalk with thecautious space between them shrinking step by step, slowly makingconversation, felt like a start.

[beautifulblooms]

A Long Night Paid Off-Shouta Aizawa x Male! Reader

Male! Reader, wanted to throw a fic together cause it’s been a while since I’ve done a full length fic, fluffy content, Aizawa being really sweet and gentle, kinda pulled a few ideas from the headcanons post bout Zawa

TW for mild gore description, wounds, blood, and wound cleaning

CIS Women and Female Aligned people, please DNI, this story and all of my others are for non-binary, masculine aligned and male readers!

The villain was supposed to be low level and borderline harmless, but of course things are never what they seem here. He had gotten more than a few good cuts in you by the time the fight was over. Now normally those wouldn’t be an issue, just get the costume patched up at your agency then do the same to your wounds. But herein lies the issue, one of the largest cuts was on your back, in a spot you couldn’t exactly reach.

“God damnit, I didn’t want to have him have to patch me up tonight.” Sighing as you made your way up the stairs to your apartment, finally the door number you had come to call home came into view. Pulling out your keys you unlocked the door trying to be quiet upon your entry, but you can never sneak around another Pro Hero, especially one like EraserHead.

“Sit down on the counter, I’ll get the med-kit.”

“Holy shit Sho, you scared the fuck out of me.”

“And you scared the shit out of me by coming home like that without cleaning any of those.” He had a point, he always does. Opening the medical box he began to pull out some alcohol wipes, a smaller bottle peroxide, bandages, gauze, and some antibacterial ointment.

“Come stand over the sink so I can pour this.” You obeyed his command and moved to the sink where he began to pour some of the peroxide over some of the wounds. “I thought we agreed that you would be more careful out there.”

“We did, and I tried, but when the villain has three sickles he’s swinging it makes it a little hard.”

“Turn around, I want to see that big one.” And you thought he hadn’t seen the one on your back quite yet. Turning around, Shouta carefully poured some of the peroxide over it, collecting whatever dropped down your back with a kitchen rag. This was the only one that you actually felt the sting of the peroxide on, but you knew the alcohol wipes would be worse when those got used. “I know it hurts, you’ve never gotten anything this bad back here, the nerves haven’t been damaged yet.”

Once he was done with the peroxide he helped you move back over to the counter, holding your hips to help you up onto the granite slab. Opening a couple of the alcohol wipes he gently swiped the wounds to clean them up from debris or excess blood that dripped from them. Finally after what felt like an eternity of stinging, he unrolled the bandage roll and unpacked the gauze. Carefully using the gauze to spread some of the antibacterial ointment onto the wounds he used his other hand to grab the wrap and begin covering the large one on your back.

“There, that should be it.” Shouta stepped back from the counter as you looked over everything he did to you.

“Thank you…sorry you had to be the one to patch me up, again.” Moving closer to you he put his hands on your waist and placed his forehead against yours.

“I would always prefer being the one to clean you up after a fight because then at least I know you’re getting patched up properly. Now, it’s late, and we’re both tired, let’s get to bed handsome.” Humming in agreement you tried to stand off the counter only for Shouta to grab your thighs and pick you up.

“I can walk just fine Sho, I don’t need you to carry me to bed.”

“But then I don’t get to do this.” Cutting off his sentence short he carefully moved one hand to squeeze your ass. The action only made you groan as the dark haired man only chuckled in response. Once he made it to the bedroom, he dropped you on the bed before climbing in with you.

“Goodnight Sho, I love you”

“I love you too (y/n)”

[zombieumbreon]

Shouta and Hizashi spoil you

EraserMic x F!Reader

-Will do these in other genders as well.

Warning: oral, both receiving, anal, vaginal sex, fingering, cum eating, bondage, age gap [10 years], intoxicated heroes.

Enjoy my sin zombies.

" 'Zashi, oh my gooodddduuuh," you couldn't stop laughing as the blonde, hair down for a change, made fun of the B rated horror movie playing on the big screen in front of you. "Can you two please hush?" The dark haired tired man groaned. Hizashi glanced at you, both of you giggling before you spoke up, "Aw, what'sa matter, 'Zawa Senpai?" You smirked, noticing him tense at the nickname.

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The pair had taken a liking to you when you asked to shadow them for some research you were doing for better quirk enhancing suits. And on rare occasion you stayed home with Eri, sometimes crashing there when Shinso was watching her for the night. It was nothing strange for you to spend the night up watching movies with your favorite two men, only this time the two had felt comfortable enough to smoke in front of you, Eri staying the night with Mirio and Hado.

"Can I take a hit?" You asked, looking at the blonde beside you. Aizawa protested at first, but raised his hands in surrender as you whimpered. Hizashi grinned, holding the red tipped cigar out to you. Passing it between the three of you it felt like there was no time before it had been completely smoked. Aizawa immediately regretting giving into you as you became giggly, laughing and moving closer to his partner every time he told a bad joke.

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Smirking to yourself you moved to the space in between the two men, complaining of being cold so you could scoot in close. "Senpaiiiiis, I'm still cold," this time you felt them both tense, however both still moved closer, each one throwing a side of their blanket over you. Your feet were slung into Hizashi's lap, once hand tucked between your torso and Shouta's semi-erect cock. At first you seemed to be shifting your feet innocently, until you felt Hizashi's cock stir in his loose bottoms.

"Senpais," you whimpered sweetly, "am I bothering you?" The two looked at each other, smirking, "No, Kitten," Shouta groaned as your hand grabbed him a little harder, squeezing everywhere except his swollen tip. "Fuck," the raven haired man let his head fall back against the back of the couch as you climbed into his lap. "Well, if I'm not bothering you, am I making you feel good, Senpai?" You whispered in his ear, feeling the blonde shift his weight to be behind you. Hizashi's hands snuck between you and his partner's bodies, removing the thick cock from it's confines.

Aizawa turned you, your back pressed to his chest as he lifted your shirt over your head. Shouta's hands covered your breasts, Hizashi's roaming their way down to tear your cotton panties from hiding the puffy lips underneath. The blonde wasted no time diving his tongue into your folds, one finger sliding inside of your hole. When he got to two fingers, growing impatient he lifted your hips to slid your slick folds over Shouta's length. As he continued to work you down onto the swollen cock beneath you his tongue licked and slurped at your cunt and the cock stretching it.

"Ow, ow," you whimpered. "Sshhh, Kitten, you're doing so well for me, taking me so good," Shouta whispered, kissing and nipping your neck as his hands never moved from your breasts. "Sen-senpai, ca-can I," you whined, both of them speeding up, "I'm go-gonnaaaaaah!" was all you could get out before you soaked the two men. Hizashi groaned, licking up all of your nectar. Shouta groaned, thrusting up into you.

He moved his hips until he had you creaming for him, the white circles around his base seeming to drive his feral. His cock twitched inside of you, some of his cum hitting your walls, the rest shooting over your lips as he pulled his length from you. Hizashi, whom had been watching for the last few minutes moved back between your legs, licking all of the cum off the two of you. "Ah, wait," you growled, grabbing his mouth to hold it open. You and Shouta both leaned over, looking at each other before letting your tongues intertwine, you both turning to spit your mixed saliva into the blonde's mouth.

Shouta picked you up bridal style, carrying you to their bedroom. He pulled you on top of him, bullying his cock back into your cunt, holding you in a position exposing your ass. "But, little Kitten, you don't hold the leash, we do," Hizashi chuckled, using a silken black rope to bound your hands to the head board, positioning you so your breasts were perfectly at the dark haired mans mouth, point being made by him latching onto one of your nipples. You wanted to close your legs, the stimulation to your body almost too much, but you were too high and too cock drunk to want to stop.

Behind you, you heard a bottle click open, felt a cold liquid hit your puckered hole and then the bottle close. You realized what he was doing and quickly went to move, your legs being held in place by more of the silken rope. When had he done that? You weren't sure. "Ssshh," Shouta shushed you, grinding his hips up against you, "we're going to make you feel so good, Kitten." Hizashia hummed in your ear, "Safeword and we will stop," he groaned, pushing one finger into your tight ring, pumping in and out slowly until you were pushing back against him and moaning. Then two, three, and finally he straightened up above you and his other lover. "Hanging in there, Kitten?"

You groaned the best you could, moving your hips against them both. Hizashi pressed the head of his cock against the newly stretched hole, Shouta thrust in time with his counterpart. Their cocks bullied your sweet spots, making you come undone back to back until they finally pumped their own releases into you.

Part 2? It would be a lot dirtier than this one.

[letstalkaboutfandomsbaby]

Aizawa

Updated 12/31/21

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[mintandcoldwater]

Soft (?) Aizawa & Class 1A HC

So. Everyone knows class 1A is…special, right? Not really in terms of drive or whatever (you kinda HAD to have that if you were going to survive the hero course) but more so in experience and the situations they’ve been through. And individually, those 20 students were all something different, especially those at the top of the class’ rankings.

Of course, whenever the teachers in the lounge were gossiping they weren’t referring to any of that. They were referring to how this one class managed to be The One Class that managed to melt the chilly cold glacial wintery (insert 50+ more synonyms here) heart of Aizawa Shota.

It’s not something many got the privilege to see, hell, it wasn’t even something the class was always aware of, but Aizawa treated all of them differently than any of his other classes, and he let them get away with so much

No one else but Kaminari and Sero would’ve managed to only get off with cleaning duty when accidentally pouring chilli flakes in his coffee

The fact that Todoroki felt comfortable (and also felt that it was necessary???) to send Aizawa a picture of a gray tabby captioned ‘cat-zawa :))’ and received a thumbs up in return spoke volumes

And when you realize that Bakugou was allowed to…Bakugou with only a word or a raised eyebrow to bring him back when he’d spoke too harshly or gone too far?? A Christmas miracle. But make it all year round

So when some past students came to UA, just to walk around, observe, give a few lectures and then immediately winced when they heard who 1A’s teacher was? They were confused…and maybe some of them started to size them up, become a bit hostile but hey. In Kirishima’s defense anyone who had that reaction to Aizawa’s name was undoubtedly unmanly

The alumni made a few jokes about how much of a hard ass Aizawa was, and were surprised when the tall girl with the ponytail only nodded and said ‘it’s very encouraging that he believes we can meet such standards.’

A few comments about how he couldn’t ever take a joke and both the pink haired girl and another girl with round, chubby cheeks scrunched their faces and went, ‘Yeah, his humour is dry. Not really for everyone.’

A question about whether or not they think he was ever too hard on them resulted in a red eyed blond sneering, ‘Well, how the fuck else are we supposed to survive out there?’

And when Aizawa comes back to his class being suspiciously silent, glaring daggers at the adults at the front of the room he could only sigh. It was when he turned to them, not the class, but them, and asked , ‘What did you say to the gremlins?’ And lazily waved off the indignant protests (‘we’re not gremlins!’ ‘Yeah, that’s Bakugou’s title!’ ‘Shut up-‘) that they fully realize that whatever bond Eraserhead has with this set? It’s different

[castershellwrites]

Saturday Six

Thanks @hollabastiongirl and @woundedheartwithin

I'll share six lines of a WIP ... but it's really going to be a preview before posting period because all my stuff is for Bangs so I can't share TT_TT

Anyways, here's six lines (paragraphs) of Aizawa being a total dad-zawa <3

Present Mic was out of sight behind UA’s gate, being restrained by Hound Dog and Vlad King, and practically frothing at the mouth. “I will rip them to fucking shreds if they don’t leave her alone. Just let ‘em on campus to try and take a picture, I’ll give them a sound-bite!” It was sweet, though unnecessary, for his husband to be this worked up. Shouta shut him up with a kiss. “I took care of it. Deep breaths. Eri needs you calm.” Surprisingly, the kiss worked. Hizashi buried his face in Shouta’s shirt collar, whimpered, and took a few deep breaths until he calmed down. Then he stayed there. Shouta would have felt awkward if they weren’t in the relative privacy of UA with only a few friends and coworkers around. “You better?” He asked, patting the thick leather of Hizashi’s costume jacket. All he got was an affirmative hum and his husband snuggling deeper into his neck. “Are you huffing my cologne?”

[aizawasthot]

can i request dating aizawa headcannons? 🥺♥️

uwu he’s the best bf ever 🥰🥰 i kinda got carried away writing this and i ended up adding some nsfw stuff 😳

✦ pairing: aizawa shouta x reader

✦ warnings: 18+, mature content under the cut

sfw

he’s definitely the type to always plan a date every week.

it doesn’t have to be always at a fancy restaurant; sometimes you just hangout and watch movies at your place, or go to a cat cafe and play with cats even for half an hour

he’s just that kind of s/o

since you guys live together, he found that he loves the domesticity of it. when you’re cooking dinner, he likes to grade papers on the dining table because he likes the sound of dishwares clacking and clinking as you cook

loves cuddling with u and tbh usually he’s the big spoon; absolutely adores the feeling of him being able to hold u in his arms 🥺🥺

but would be the small spoon when work is crappy :<

if you cuddle with him OR if he lays his head down of your lap pls play with his hair 🥺 he loves it and he would be the happiest man on earth

he likes it when you take random pictures of him !! though he won’t really say it out loud.

he also takes pictures of you and you’re his lockscreen

the type of boyfie to give you his sweaters willingly and always finds it annoying that it looks 37299% better on you

zawa sees u in his sweater: all my sweaters are made for the loml, you can’t change my mind.

he absolutely loves it when you bury your face on the crook of his neck or his chest,,, makes him feel very big n very protective of his s/o

you and shouta definitely know when either one of you wants to leave when you attend dinner parties and stuff. ie. you know he’s ready to leave when his posture changes and he slumps a tiny bit more, and he knows you want to go home when you start to cling to him

omg imagine owning cats with him!!!! i feel like he’d already have a cat when you started dating and by like the 6th month of you guys dating you guys would adopt 2 more hehe

likes the process of u guys adopting pets because he feels like it’s just like having a kid. naming them, buying them their needs, taking care of them he thinks it’s parenting practice

speaking of having kids, he’d love to have one with u someday but he also already has 20 kids to take care of so his plate is kinda full

your favourite thing is when you guys are abt to sleep and he tells you stories of his students and how they’re improving everyday or like the funny stories.

you love it because it shows how passionate he is at his job and how proud he is of his smol students

also the type to bring u little snacks when you’re working. he slices some fruit for you and gives you a juice box nwn

bonus: you guys have matching christmas sweaters 🥰

nsfw

he gives me big dom vibes,, he’s into that kinky shit 🥵

def into calling you kitten and you calling him sir or daddy

loses his mind when you send him lewds. like you already KNOW he’s going to ruin you when he gets home

king of high stamina. he can go for HOURS. he’s just that addicted to you 🥰

he’s a fucking tease. he likes edging you so he can hear you beg for his cock

he’s PACKING. don’t even fightme on this. he exudes bde !!!

oh fuck he’s good with that mouth 😳 really knows how to use it

on god he makes you CRAZY with that dick

he very much loves cockwarming,, just filling you up and feeling you clench around him oshsjhsjsjs

hair ! pulling ! this mf is kinky that way. like he pulls your hair while hitting it from behind. he also likes it when you pull his hair when he’s eating u out 🥴

you’re a sexy little thing so before dinner parties or just normal parties he likes to fill you up with his cum so you know you’re his when some jerk flirts with you ☺️

when you first started dating, he wasn’t very vocal during sex but he upped his game when he gets those little whimpers and moans you let out when he runs his dirty mouth

scenes are his thing!! calls you his little dirty kitten and you call him daddy 😋 his favourite is when you act like a brat and he uses his cock to tame you 🤤

he’s very good at aftercare, especially after scenes. goes above and beyond, really. gives you water, gets you a warm towel to wipe you down, makes sure he didn’t go overboard and asks if you’re feeling good 💕

cuddling after sex is a must !!!!!! his heart busts an uwu when you curl up against him and just cling to him 🥺🥺

bonus: absolutely loves it when you use his capture weapon on him; he’s all tied up and ready for the gawk gawk 3000 and wouldn’t last long if he’s tied up and you ride him 😋😋