#soft zawa

[intcritus]

Zawa out here with hickies on his throat and inner thighs but no one even sees it because his jumpsuit is neck high. He just smirks into his capture weapon when he meets Olu's gaze during class.

[faededaway]

I've a Self defense instructor x reader scenario. Should I insert any blorbos in here? If yes, who?

[ficsforgaza]

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[nanqmies]

On patrol | Shota Aizawa

cw: slight somno?? (you're half asleep), watersports, cockwarming, groping, soft sex, anal, dacryphilia, spit as lube, consent is not verbally stated but it is consensual, amab!reader , very short, i think that's all?

wc: 0.4k

a/n: posting a little zawa drabble cause i am so thirsty for him ♡... i have some stuff in the works currently, maybe a full fic of aizawa and a pantalone fic as well.. i have classes starting soon so i will be busier.. i hope to be more active ^^ anyways please enjoy my work!~

nsfw under the cut~

Going on patrol was always Aizawas least favorite part of the day, walking around and surveying the area and alleyways for crimes or suspicious activity. The most he'd see on a good night is a pathetic criminal stealing a purse, those would at least keep him on his toes. His mind always drifted to the more pessimistic thoughts when he was sneaking around the area late at night, but his mind was in a different place because of his little situation…

He's irritated and uncomfortable in his heavy outfit. His bladder is painfully full, it’s late, almost midnight while he checks the streets for petty villains. He’s bored, his mind is only on you. It wouldn’t hurt to check on you right? He knows you're usually asleep at this time but he needs to see you.. He’s close enough to your shared apartment to check on your well-being.. only for your safety of course. Quietly pushing the window up and climbing through.

You’re dressed in one of his old shirts, half asleep watching TV in the bedroom. You catch sight of the man and welcome him early, leaving a soft peck on his cheek. Aizawa groans, pushing you on the bed on your stomach. Lifting up the hem of your shirt and squeezing the flesh of your ass in his palms, “Shou? What are you doin'” Your voice is muffled in the sheets, he kisses your neck slowly leading down to your shoulder blades. He says nothing, shimmying out of his pants and boxers, rubbing his tip against your ass. Spitting on his cock as lube and hastily forcing his shaft in. Shouta sighs loudly, his long black hair starting to stick to his forehead as he takes you from behind. Your hips bucking against his, sinful sounds leaving your lips. You’re on the brink of tears, sniffling each time his cock enters and leaves your ass over and over again. The stretch burns but you can’t help but beg for more.

Aizawa seriously thinks he can’t hold it in anymore, you’re squeezing him in so nicely almost tempting him to let go, how could he not when your moans are so adorable, easing him on more, the burning feeling near his stomach is near impossible to ignore. Shouta holds your hips high, shoving his cock in as deep as he can, the dam holding his bladder bursts as he groans loudly, warmness washes over you. Emptying his hot piss in your ass… Your breathing slows down, comfortable with the fullness inside you, he presses a palm against your tummy, rubbing the area gently. His cock softens inside, plugging up the warm gift he gave you from spilling.

“Hm,, feel good?”, you nod blissfully, the feeling of being so full pleasurable. He cuddles your body against his, kissing your shoulder.

Maybe he should buy a plug for next time.

@nanqmies © 2023

please do not translate, steal or repost my work.

reblogs and feedback appreciated!

[lovebeatriceplz]

Baby it's cold outside 🌧️

Aizawa x reader

Summary: It's a rainy/ cold day and he's trying to convince you to stay in.

Note: I live in a country where it doesn't snow so I'm not even gonna try and write about it😭. We do have a cold front rn so i can write based on that. This is short.

Normally the sun would have been peeking out a little by now. But as your eyes flutter open it still appears to be dark. The clock on your wall, however, tells a different story. Attempting to sit up you find yourself held back by something...or rather someone. You lift up to blanket to reveal Aizawa's arms wrapped around your waist, his face buried in your stomach, not really planning to let go anytime soon.

His hair was somewhat disheveled. He looks so peaceful when he sleeps, the only time his brain isn't overworking. You didn't really want to wake him, but you had things to do. In a soft, gentle manner you trace the scare on his cheek, he responds with a soft hum, leaning into your touch. "Love? Zawa wake up" you whisper. He grunts.

Sighing you start to untangle yourself from your husband's grasp. He opens one of his eyes, tightening his grip. "where are you going anyways? Didn't you watch the forecast..." He murmurs, falling back into a slumber.

"no... C'mon i still have to go to work". You sit up fully in the bed. He looks up at you. "can't we just stay in this morning, please?" He was hard to resist no doubt. Planting a kiss on his forehead you distract him long enough to slip out of the bed. You hear him groan "seriously?" He calls out. You were already heading down the hallway.

The cold floor causes you scurry quickly to the bathroom. The freezing air making you shiver. It was cold.

A cold shower was definitely a no no. As you wait for the water to warm up you sit on the edge of the tub, springing up immediately. The sink, the towels, the railings, the fricking door knob, was everything just freezing cold. You were beginning to reconsider your lovers pleas.

Actually getting ready wasn't any easier. Not when he was looking at you like that, studying every inch or your body, silently begging you to come back to him. "you're not making it through that door" he mumbles, turning his back to you and making a cave with the pillows. "i love you too" you tease, blowing him a kiss.

Standing in the door way you shiver, looking out you could hardly see anything because of the thick fog. You close the door, standing there and wondering if you should call a cab or risk it and walk in those conditions.

Large, scarred hands wrap around your waist, pulling you close as hot breath hits your neck, warming you up instantly. "You're a stubborn brat y'know that?" He murmurs into the back of your neck.

His fingers slither into your skirt, fiddling with the waist band of your underwear, causing you to chuckle out of nervousness "and you're a bad influence" you retort. He hums softly, intertwining his hands with one of yours "just for today, i promise".

And with that he's luring you back into the bed room, planting kisses all over and leaving markings on your neck. You decide to send a text to your boss later, they'll understand.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere EraserMic- primarily Aizawa coming to the conclusion that harsh orders and threats of punishment just makes you terrified of him and that he has to be gentle with his sweet sensitive little Kitten. Your feelings are just so easily hurt, he doesn’t even mean to be so harsh, honest! Meanwhile, Hizashi is such a natural at getting his princess to sing 🎶 he cant help feeling jealous

The teacher looked at the two of you from the doorway with crossed arms. You were sitting on the bed doodling while his husband happily went on about his day using gestures and poking you occasionally. All you did was briefly look at him before continuing your activity, not bothering to engage with the radio host as he continued on. 

Why wasn’t that him?

Out of worry of Hizashi not being too firm, he had played ‘bad cop’ setting the rules and reminding you of the punishments that would entail. Said-punishment was mostly just lecturing you when you got ahold of his computer. You had tried to notify ‘your friends’ who had laughed at how ‘silly’ you were for disappearing off the face of the Earth for two whole weeks and still eluding the police. He let you play out the rest of the interaction in front of him proving that your friends weren’t actually thinking of your best interest. Proving him right the conversation steered to you being an attention hog and them being more than thrilled about your disappearance before blocking you. He sccolded you, not for trying to escape but for even going to them in the first place. This was the reason they took you, why couldn’t you accept that?! You cried and denied him as you had begun to do everytime he asked anything of you. He was tired of it, especially when you seemed perfectly fine with Hizashi.

“Heya Songbird, have you spoken to Sho, today?”

The mention had you sending a prolonged glance to the curious gaze before rolling your eyes and continuing what you were doing. His smile fell before returning once more as he momentarily peaked at his significant other who finally left in a huff. 

“Y’know he likes you just as much as I do? He was just concerned that's all…”

“Concerned enough to just yell at me?”

He nearly reeled back in shock at the bite in your voice as you started drawing vigorously. He was happy you cared but it seemed that you misinterpreted his beloved’s concern. Internally he puffed his chest and gleamed: time to play cupid! With a boastful till in his voice he leaned in closer to you practically swooning as you let his cheek touch your uncovered shoulder. 

“Zawa is a teacher, after all it's usual that he slips into teacher-mode when he’s frustrated.”

You huffed and cutely pouted as you focused on your drawings again, unconsciously leaning into the massaging that Hizashi was giving you. Slotting himself behind you he had you sit in between his legs with his head right near your ear. 

“If he was a bit..softer would you maybe give him a chance?”

You paused your drawing as you looked up into the the canopycover that hung over your bed before humming in thought. You were completely oblivious to the joyful preening of the pro hero behind you who finally came back to reality when you spoke. 

“Maybe…but I’m still mad at the both of you for kidnapping me in the first place.”

“Okay, Songbird.”

“And don’t tell him that I said any of this, I don’t need him sucking up to me all of a sudden.”

“Hai, hai, my chops are sealed!” 

__________________________________________________________

Shota was trying to calm his nerves as he sat beside you on the couch. Occupied with his own task of grading papers, he casually left a piping hot mug of your favorite drink in front of you. Without looking away he could feel you perk up before wrapping your hands around the mug and drinking away. He fought the urge to proudly smile as he witnessed his plan take into effect; after some *hints from someone anonymous* he had found himself treating you like a misbehaving dog when in fact you were a soft little kitten who had gone through so much before they lovingly intervened. So he treats you like the hesitant foster kittens that he’s homed from time-to-time by first beginning to associate him with good things.

So for at least three weeks he will bring you something everytime you have these moments where Hizashi is out and he’s left to watch you while you lounge on the couch. It's a silent offering when he just casually passes things to you from snacks from places you used to frequent to full-on meals from restaurants you used to treat yourself to. This wouldn’t mean much if you hadn’t already witnessed Hizashi throwing your leftovers away as he mumbled about throwing away your ‘poison food’. It wasn’t planned that Shota would now be the ‘good cop’ but it still worked and slowly but surely you began opening up to him. 

And like most of his foster kittens eventually you move in closer to him. Physically brushing beside him to full on leaning on him when he sets himself beside you. From then on the pro-hero hesitates to ‘punish’ you if at all. More like light reprimands if anything.  And if he does have to its with Yamada on his side. 

[rivisions]

impatient🩹

shōta aizawa/eraserhead x reader

warnings: nsfw, smut, dom!aizawa, sub!fem!reader, grinding, dry humping, thigh riding, pet names, p in v sex, daddy kink, doesn’t really have an ending?

the clock reads 11:49 pm, aizawa was at his desk in his room, clicking his pen and flipping papers. he was grading papers from the previous day, and had somehow gotten behind.

you straddled his lap, resting your head on the crook of his shoulder. you closed your eyes letting the warmth of his body soothe you. you couldn’t bare to be away from him sometimes.

his hair was disheveled, per usual, and he was stripped down to just his pants and his usual sweater. you were wearing your shorts and a t-shirt that was probably his but you lost track.

“i’m almost done, i promise, okay?” he mumbles next to your ear, placing a soft kiss into your hair. you murmur in response, yawning.

he shifts in his chair to get closer to his desk, his crotch pressing up against yours. you accidentally let a small gasp slip from your lips.

“oh you like that?” he asks, getting almost cocky. he lifts his hips up again, feeling you tense beneath him. “yeah you do.”

“stop teasing,” you whine, annoyed. suddenly he drops his pen and grips your hips, pushing you down flush against him. he rocks his hips back and forth, the friction pleasuring you, but not enough.

he goes back to grading, as if nothing had happened. “psh, asshole, finish your work already so you can be done,” you mutter into his shoulder, already getting wet.

he tuts. “someone’s impatient today.”

“i wouldn’t be if you weren’t such a tease, ‘zawa.”

“if you want to get off so badly, just do it in my lap then hun.”

“fine.”

you were going to make him regret this. you grind onto him roughly, aizawa couldn’t think straight. he was starting to mess his numbers up and lose focus as your pussy rubbed against his cock, focusing on the delicious friction he so desired.

you whine as you feel him grow hard beneath you, speeding up your hips. both of his hands firmly grip your waist, locking you into place as he snaps his hips up to meet yours. his cock presses against your clit roughly, making you gasp.

“rude to be distracting me from my work dear,” he says, lifting you up with him with ease as he stands. you wrap your legs around him as he places you onto the bed.

your lips meet his as his hands slide down your body, taking off your shorts and panties in one go. you spread your legs for him eagerly as he strips down until his boxers are off.

he takes his already leaking cock, slightly red at the tip, and he runs it along your slit. “shōta,” you protest, but he ignores you, continuing to press his cock at your entrance and pulling out to nudge your clit.

“couldn’t wait 5 minutes for daddy’s cock, huh?” he slides just the tip of his dick into your entrance. in and out. in and out. your cunt was begging for any kind of stimulation.

“shōta, i need you inside,” you beg. “please.”

he smirks before sliding his length inside of you without warning and you moan. he thrusts inside you as he leans down to leave hickeys down your neck.

“a-ah, fuck”, you whine underneath him and he groans, speeding up his hips slowly. he loves the way your warmth grips him, the perfect amount of pressure making his head spin.

“mmh.. yes..” aizawa hisses, moaning and breathing hard against your ear. “so fucking good for me.” his length teases your sweet spot, making you arch your back and gasp, clutching desperately at the sheets.

“s-sho! right there!” you stammer out, pleasure making your thighs shake. he abuses that spot over and over, a slight smirk forming on his face again.

“can’t believe i have you all- hmmph- to myself,” he groans, squeezing your waist as his cock plunges into you.

“ngh! i’m gonna cu-um,” you say weakly, the relentless pace of his hips driving you closer to the edge.

“yeah? all for me? all over me?” his thumb finds your clit and rubs, the pleasure becoming all too much. your pussy tightens around him as he fucks you through your orgasm.

he lets out a raspy “fuck” seconds later, thrusting deeper. you moan out, tipping your head back.

“you’re gonna take it, princess?”, he grits out, cumming inside of you. he drives his cock into you with a few thrusts before pulling out.

his satisfied smirk tugs at his lips as he watches cum spill from your entrance slowly.

[bea-does-stuff]

𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (𝐀𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐰𝐚 𝐱 𝐠𝐧!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

Heres an INCREDIBLY short aizawa oneshot ^^

Word count: 257

Summary: he says i love you for the first time

𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀 isn’t the type of person who says i love you easily, not at all, but he’s also not the type of person who’s nervous to say it, when he realised he had fallen for you, he told you with no hesitation.

It was a cold rainy night, you 2 were finally off patrol, but because of the sudden storm, you both thought it would be better to go into a small cafe down the street and stay there until the storm calmed down.

You both sat on the fluffy seats of the cafe, taking a deep breath of the calming smell of coffee and fresh bread, Aizawa was looking outside through the window, gazing as the droplets of rain fell on the street, until he decided to turn to you, you were happily munching on a fluffy cotton cake that you forced Aizawa to get you, something about the way you hummed in content with every bite of the cake made him feel warm inside i love you.

“Zawa?” you interrupted his thoughts, tilting your head before handing him a piece of the cake as an offer, he shaked his head before looking back at the window “y’know, you sometimes act like a child” he grinned as his eyes turned to face your own, the shock in your face was adorable “WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!” you pouted, a small chuckle leaving Aizawa's mouth, looking at you with his soft yet tired navy black eyes

“but hey, it’s one of the reasons i love you”

[corn-producer69420]

Aizawa x fem reader

Tw: angst? forgetful Aizawa, suicidal/violent, blood, comfort

I'm back :)

"Class dismissed," Aizawa's usual tired tone reverberated across the classroom, his black hair framing his fatigued face as he brought an end to the chatter of Class 1-A. "We will continue our discussions on internships tomorrow," he sighed, watching his students trickle out of the quiet room. With a furrowed brow, he gathered his heavy bag and exited, closing the door behind him.

The journey home proved irksome, a ride with Present Mic filling the air with relentless chatter during the entire 20-minute drive back to his shared apartment with y/n, fueling his mounting frustration. Upon arriving, he bid his companion farewell before stepping into the silent apartment, purposefully setting down his bag to announce his presence. "Y/n... I'm home," he called out, his mind dwelling on the morning's events.

*"Aizawa... do you remember what day it is today?" Y/n's cheerful voice had been met with dismissal earlier, leaving a pang of regret lingering as he packed his bag for work. Dread weighed heavily upon him throughout the day, his temper flaring at his students, and his frustration boiling over at his colleagues. 'How could I forget our 5th anniversary?' Aizawa tormented himself, preparing for the impending confrontation.*

"Y/n?" he called again, his breath catching as the door creaked open to reveal shattered glass strewn across the floor. Rushing in, panic seized him as he surveyed the room, eyes darting amidst the bloodied tiles and broken shards of glass. "Y/N!" he cried out, spotting a huddled figure beneath blankets. Carefully, he approached, patting y/n's back tentatively. "Aizawa?" Her soft voice offered a measure of solace as she revealed herself. Their eyes met, and a tear escaped Aizawa's, his heart heavy with concern. "I... w...what happened?" he stuttered, settling beside her on the bed. "Sorry... I... I lost control," she managed, breaths shaky with emotion. "That's okay... don't apologize... I... I'm so sorry, y/n," he murmured, hands gripping hers tightly. "I... it's okay," she reassured, grasping onto him as he enveloped her in a tight embrace.

Her fingers threaded through his hair, securing a messy bun with an emerald green elastic from her wrist. "I love you... you know that, right?" Aizawa whispered, her smile a balm to his troubled soul. "Yes... and I you, Zawa," she replied, her usual nickname bringing a hint of warmth to the moment. He sealed their exchange with a soft yet firm kiss, his heart swelling with love and relief as they lay together, wounds tended to, basking in the comforting silence.

"I'll clean up later," he promised, the weight of frustration lifted from his weary shoulders.

[fictionalsownme]

drew some soft 'zawa 🥰

I always struggle to draw aizawa as gruff and tired as he looks in canon, but I love him sm so I had to try! he just looks like he needs a hug what can I say? 🤷‍♀️ also, happy thanksgiving / happy fall everyone! 🍁

commission info 💞

[intcritus]

i must go to bed because work in the am, but my muses wanna kiss their persons.

[faededaway]

Masterlist of Aizawa Fanfics and/or fanart

Stress relief (short daydream about being his stress relief)

Let's keep the lights off (you suggest sex with the lights off, Aizawa doesn't protest)

Aizawa at a glory hole

Aizawa x reader (sfw but mention of sex, established relationship. A cutesy and embarrassing scene)

Predator/prey a bedroom scene with a sprinkle of danger

Thoughts on Dom Aizawa

Behind the screen/from the shadows What if Aizawa saw fanarts of himself

Aizawa x camgirl reader Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

SFW:

A little realism with Aizawa (realistic headcannon of how Aizawa would react to my confession)

Being Aizawa's weird fan in his universe (sfw. Short. Not x reader)

Dentist Aizawa a sfw drabble where i make him a dentist

Reader being a creep you love him. So..

"I carry bandaids on me now, for when your soft hands hit the jagged ground"

Comfort (vague situation. Much left unsaid)

FANART:

Phone wallpapers

Aizawa fanart in his classroom

New year with him

Aizawa in crochet ball form

Zawa Birthday fanart

Vigilantes manga panel redraw

(Fanart I wouldn't show anyone but I've added here so I can remember it)

Poll about Aizawa

[thankssmitin]

1A's Dadzawa

Minor #bkdk and #seroki, Dadzawa!

1A may have their own parents, but each and every one of those kids has a soft spot for their surrogate father. The day he nearly died to protect them all in the USJ was just the begging. As the years went by and more battles were fought,

Aizawa never hesitated to put himself in the firing line to cover for his students. It gets to the point where they begin to call him 'dad' and don't even realise it. Shinso was the first to do so. Not that anyone was really surprised.

In his exhausted and concussed state, a result of a spar gone wrong, the purple-haired student mumbled 'don't go dad' as Aizawa settled him on the couch in the dorm's common room and ordered the others to keep an eye on their injured classmate.

Never one to disappoint his students, Aizawa sighed and sat himself down on the floor beside the couch, letting Shinso bury his hand in his hair (something he often did with his friends to reassure himself that someone was there whenever he had a particularly bad nightmare)

This then started a trend.

Whenever the students found themselves injured, nervous and just in need of comfort, they went hunting for their class 'dad'. Each time Aizawa would make a point of sighing but would ultimately give in and allow them to do whatever it was they wanted.

Even after their graduation, they would still seek him out when they needed him. Yes, they loved their own parents but for the majority of them, those who did not come from a family of heroes, having someone around who just understood was important.

He was their rock and each of them loved him dearly.

Shoto had been the first to officially call him a family member when he sought Aizawa out one afternoon after his patrol, quietly signing items for UA students who wanted his autograph as he waited.

Eventually when Aizawa had emerged from the buildings, Eri at his side rambling about her day, Shoto had taken a deep breath and asked the question he'd been practising all day.

With his father having recently died as a result of an injury sustained years ago, Shoto found himself in the awkward predicament of having no father to attend his wedding.

He knew that Natsuo wouldn't be comfortable stepping into that role. Which left him approaching the only man he'd ever really considered a 'true' father.

Three months later as Shoto sat beside Hanta on their wedding day, they and the rest of their class watched on with bright smiles as Aizawa stood up and unfolded an enormous piece of paper with the words 'I don't know what I'm doing' written on the back.

It was nothing like a traditional Father's speech, full of bad puns and insults, but it made everyone gathered laugh and that alone was more than Shoto could ever have asked for.

And if he saw his mother in tears as she laughed, clinging onto Fuyumi's arm who was also doing the same, well, that just reassured him that he'd asked the right person. He also didn't miss the look of pride in his former sensei's eyes as he raised a glass in their honour.

A year after Shoto and Hanta's wedding, Aizawa was once again forced into a suit and this time found himself making another speech, only this time he shared the duties with a now very frail Yagi at Midoriya and Bakugo's wedding.

On his 50th birthday, Shouta opened the door to his apartment while Hizashi and Eri wrestled with their cat in an attempt to liberate his favourite hair tie, and was greeted by the sight of twenty-one students, their spouses and children standing in the courtyard below.

"Happy Birthday!" They shouted in unison, earning strange looks from the neighbours, but Shouta was too focused on the large banner reading 'Happy Birthday Grandpa Zawa!'.

He both loves and hates his kids.

[ao3feed-dadzawa]

The Yama-Zawa Family

The Yama-Zawa Family by Alex0515

In an AU where Bakugo's parents died when he was 5 due to a villian accident. He gets placed in the foster system where unfortunately he gets abused by the workers there (This is mention in flahbacks he has). Long story short, he gets adopted by Present Mic and Eraserhead and this is the story of how he settles in.

{ I suck at summaries I promise the actual story is at least a little bit better than this :,) }

Words: 1341, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M, Multi, Other

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina, Kaminari Denki, Sero Hanta, Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Todoroki Shouto, Uraraka Ochako, Asui Tsuyu, Iida Tenya, Yaoyorozu Momo, Class 1-A, League of Villains, Pro Heroes

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Kayama Nemuri | Midnight & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki & Kirishima Eijirou, Ashido Mina & Bakugou Katsuki & Kaminari Denki & Kirishima Eijirou & Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki/Sero Hanta, Bakugou Katsuki & Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Bakugou Katsuki, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead and Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic Adopt Bakugou Katsuki, Soft Bakugou Katsuki, Orphan Bakugou Katsuki, Just for a little bit, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Childhood Trauma, Childhood Sexual Abuse, Rollerskater Bakugou Katsuki, Bakugou Katsuki-centric, Bakugou Katsuki Needs a Hug, Other Additional Tags to Be Added

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48172051

[sleepydrabbles]

Class 1A and music headcanons, bonus: the teachers (ft. obscurarties)

Midnight listens to Halsey and Cementoss listens to coldplay.

Mic had a soft spot for owl city because you know who had a soft spot for owl city (it makes mic cry because memories)

Mic listens to EVERYTHING. The class has a running competition where they try to find a song he hasn’t heard before and mic just loves that he’s tricking them into listening to different stuff (also the looks on their faces when he sang “my calling” by cooties word for word is a memory he will treasure forever, no matter how much ‘zawa scolded him for swearing)

Aizawa listens to lullabies. Aizawa gets lullabies stuck in his head and hums them to himself all the time. Aizawa is well-known for accidentally humming 1A to sleep but he won’t admit it. Mic can put Aizawa to sleep just by singing whatever song he’s got stuck in his head.

Yagi is one of those people who just doesn’t get music. He likes quiet. Izuku doesn’t understand.

[celestial-angelz]

It's my 2 year anniversary on Tumblr: Yippie!!! 🫶🏽

Sorry for being inactive!!! I'm "more" active on my main blog @soft-zawa-png, and I'm in skool rn :,,,7