#even to aizawa

[beybuniki]

rage and violence

[willowser]

HMMMMMM interesting to think about arranged marriage with prince shouto...............

i think he wouldn't know. what to expect with you. i think he'd have an idea, as in, what his father, the king, has taught him; the duties of a wife, where your importance ranks in relation to his duties. what he's not meant to discuss with you, like politics and matters at court and foreign relations. how you will speak to him. what to buy in the event that you become...unhappy. a nuisance.

("and she will," enji had muttered, briefly glancing up from the parchment on his desk to fix shouto with a look he didn't understand. "they always do.")

you don't meet until the royal wedding, when you're coming down the long aisle of the grand cathedral, dressed up in a swathe of silk and lace. a thin, gossamer veil hides you from him, but he can feel the ardor in your eyes, the intensity burning through the material. it doesn't seem real until your bare face is only a breath from his own, until he has to see the earnestness in your stare, too.

your kiss is simple and chaste, nothing spectacular, something that leaves his mind as soon as it's over. ever a todoroki, a hundred other things enter his mind, all regarding his now iron-laid obligations: it's vital he meet with advisor keigo to reiterate the plan to establish his authority among the council; general aizawa is in attendance to the wedding, and shouto has not yet received word on his opinion of the new king's ideas to modernize their armed forces; midoriya is somewhere, no doubt wanting to go over state affairs again.

truthfully, shouto doesn't spend long "celebrating". there's already too much that's required of him, hardly enough time to even scarf down a few bites of the banquet laid out before he's being chartered off into discussions on foreign relations and infrastructure development. maybe once or twice does he look back to check on you, chatting pleasantly with his mother and sister at the front of the great hall, and that's satisfying enough.

it's not until much later that he sees you again; freshly bathed and wearing something sheer and long and white, atop his bed.

or his marriage bed, he must remind himself.

enji didn't spend long going over consummation, with him or either of his brothers—natsuo, red-faced and annoyed at the very subject, always storming off, and touya had seemed well-aware of the process, at the time (back before he'd been ex-communicated). it had sounded simple: strip off your dress, get his cock out and into you, and only retreat once he was sure his seed had been spilled.

—so he's not exactly sure what to do or think or how to feel, when you're laid bare and reaching up to hold his face.

it's so startling that he sits back on his knees, to frown where he's looming over you.

you stare at him quietly, like you're expecting him to say something, and he only has a moment to wonder if this is you becoming an unhappy nuisance—what had been the answer, to solve this, anyway?—before you let out a soft laugh.

"c'mere," you tell him, sitting up, too, when he keeps his distance. "i want you to kiss me."

"i already have."

"yes," you laugh again, amusement glowing in your eyes, like the warmth off the fireplace, as you reach for the ties on his trousers. "but you're meant to do it again."

and up until then, he'd felt confident in his achievements, his executions; he'd managed a lot today, in one evening, and he had a lifetime to manage more. it was a good a start as any, he'd thought, but now—

shouto almost can't get the words out when he feels your hands ghosting up the inside of his shirt, nails tickling over his ribs. "a-am i?"

you wrap your arms around his waist in what could be a hug, scooting forward to look up at him with your chin against his chest. "yes," you smile and—it's familiar in a way, how touya would whenever he was teasing. "you're my husband, you're meant to kiss me whenever i want."

that—was not something his father had ever said, he was sure, and it was a too-rare exchange between his own parents. now that he thinks about it—and he does, then, because he's faced with the reality that he doesn't know as much as he should—he's not sure the former king and queen even sleep in the same room, much less the same bed.

much less hug and touch and even smile, the way you do now.

there's no argument he can make against it, aside from finding keigo to find his father to verify the truth to such a statement, and he's only meant to retreat from this bed on one condition.

and if this is what it takes to meet that—then shouto supposes he'll have to do it, for now. he's a brand new king, after all, and it would seem he still has much to learn.

[black-and-yellow]

Hospital.

[pjs-everyday]

hot cocoa and errands with eri ☕️❄️✨

[bakubunny]

daydreaming abt being childhood friends with aizawa and reconnecting as adults.

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

a five year old boy, only a year older than yourself, with dark eyes and even darker, messy hair chased after you across the grass. he’d never tell you that he ran a little slower than he needed to, letting you get ahead before catching up. wind howled in your ears as you ran, a grin on each of your faces. his hand touched your shirt and you squealed with delight. you pushed your legs to go a little faster, but he was already too close.

“i got you!” shota shouted.

he tackled you and you tumbled to the ground together, bursting with laughter. you stared at the sky as labored breathing filled the air.

“shota, you’re my best friend. i wanna get married when we grow up,” you said.

heat filled his cheeks. “i wanna marry you, too. then we can be friends forever.”

you giggled and sat up. “well, you gotta do it right! it’s not getting married if you don’t ask first.”

shota sat up and turned his back to you and pulled daisies from the grass nearby. after a few moments, he turned around with a crudely made daisy chain.

“here.” he grabbed your hand and held your arm out.

“will you marry me?” his grin was wide and his eyes shone as he looked at you.

“yes!” you replied. “i do.”

shota tied the daisy chain around your wrist. “now we’re best friends forever.”

･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆･˳ . ⋆ .˳⁺⁎˚ ⋆

that moment was over twenty years ago, still seared into his mind when he heard his name and recognized your face.

“sh - shota? is that you?” you said in disbelief, heat creeping up your neck. you hadn’t seen him since you were kids, maybe thirteen or so, but you’d never be able to mistake his visage for someone else’s.

you probably should have addressed him formally after all this time, and in a professional setting like this. it was the first staff inservice day of the year at UA. but surprise hit, and your instinct to call him the name you remembered best took over.

shota turned and saw your warm, bright eyed smile, one he remembered well. similar heat rushed to his ears recalling the childhood memory, hidden behind a mess of long hair. he nodded subtly, but called you by name in greeting. a blond man stood back with his hair tied up and watched, one you’d recognized as a hero but had never met.

“it’s good to see you again,” you said.

“it’s good to see you, too,” he replied.

“we should catch up sometime… i-if you want to.”

he wasn’t the bright eyed, grinning kid you remembered. his expression was guarded and difficult to read. but there was a spark in his tired eyes at your statement.

“i would like that,” shota said. “tell me when you’re free.”

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[nina-scribbles]

"Contrary to popular belief, Izuku Midoriya hadn’t actually intended to do anything illegal. Apparently vigilantism actually IS a slippery slope, and the transition from neighborly, helping old ladies with their groceries, to leaving would-be muggers tied up in alley-ways… is rather quick and easy to slip. Who coulda guessed?"

- Serendipitous Encounters on Ao3

(Excerpt from chapter one, art from a scene in the soon-to-be-posted chapter five, bc i just couldn't get it out of my head lol :3 )

[tired-teacher-blog]

I love the idea of Aizawa sitting up in the middle of foreplay to tie his hair in a bun because it's time for him to dive in and eat you out.

[forestmossling]

these mfs are driving me insane with their adopted parental figures energy, i can’t take it anymore

[yugiohz]

busy

[bakudekublogblog]

my favorite underrated bkdk moment is in like s3 during the provisional license exams and aizawa is like "mmm... the most two interesting characters are bkdk.... all the interesting things that happen in this manga revolve around bkdk.... bkdk are the central figures everyone revolves around" like guys i think this manga might be about bkdk

[decarbry]

[yanderelionwrites]

MHA Yandere Lists: Your Bedroom

Content Warning: yandere, kidnapping

These yanderes set up a separate room for you to stay in. They want to ease you into your new home and situation, so giving you your own room will hopefully make you see they’re trying to be courteous and make you comfortable. They’ll do their best to decorate the bedroom with all of your favorite things and design it to your liking. And if you ever get lonely sleeping in your bed all by yourself, you can always join them in their room 👀

| ALL MIGHT, Eijiro Kirishima, Fat Gum, Fumikage Tokoyami, HAWKS, Hitoshi Shinso, IZUKU MIDORIYA, Kyouka Jiro, Mezo Shoji, Mirio Togata, MOMO YAOYOROZU, Natsuo Todoroki, Ochako Uraraka, Sero Hanta, Shota Aizawa, SHOTO TODOROKI, Tamaki Amajiki, Tenya Iida, Tsuyu Asui

They make you sleep in their bedroom, chaining you to the post if they have to. That way, they’ll always know where you are, even when they’re sleeping. You don’t need your own bedroom, that’s just ridiculous. Why would you want to be away from them? You just look so cute lying in their bed and they get to cuddle you to their heart’s content. And don’t worry, they’ll make sure to include some of the stuff you like in their room so you feel more “at home” 😃

| DENKI KAMINARI, Endeavor, HIMIKO TOGA, Katsuki Bakugo, MIDNIGHT, Mina Ashido, Mirko, Mr. Compress, Nejire Hado, Present Mic, Re-Destro, Spinner, TWICE

They keep you in the basement and, maybe if you’re good, you can move upstairs. You’ll be chained up down there, with nothing but a mattress, a thin blanket, and a flat pillow to keep you company. Soon, you’ll have no choice but to behave and beg to stay upstairs with your captor. Anything would be better than living with the bugs and the dust covering each surface… 🪳

| All For One, DABI, Endeavor, Midnight, Mirko, Tomura Shigaraki

[therabbitthatpostthings]

“whY woUlD SAy ThAT, tHAT characTer IS liKe 50 yEarS oLd-“

Bitch I said out loud that I would fuck that old man until he was sputtering and creaming like a nearly finished Reddi-whip can.

[black-and-yellow]

The walk home from UA

[beybuniki]

OLD MAN

[bakubunny]

f!reader | daddy!shota dressing up his pretty little girl for an ice cream date before he takes her to the park…. he ends up fucking her in that sweet little dress with frilly socks and tennies because she bent over one too many times to pick something up. he couldn’t help but grope her ass when she did, and noticed how hot and damp her panties were.