#//Maybe wondering what it would feel to hold Sho’s much more slender one in-turn;

[redxriiot]

Thinking abt Heroes Rising again, and how that Chimera fight was absolute PEAK

[shorkbrian]

I love your yan Hizashi and Aizawa teamup fic so much! I love how shy the reader is and how daddy Aizawa is, and then Hizashi comes home - damn! Thinking about that shower ending 🥰🥰🥰

shower sex just hit different bro.

(What to expect - shower sex lol, NSFW, no penetration, just some clit rubbing and hand jobs. Noncon, dubcon, soft domestic stuff too lol)

Like just Aizawa dragging you into the bathroom, Hizashi already in the shower, completely unaware of your presence as he whistles out a jaunty tune.

Aizawa strips you down, pushes you towards the shower before taking off his own clothes. He guides you inside, and you flinch when the water starts hitting your skin, far hotter than what you were used to.

“Oh shit, didn’t know we were gonna have a party!” Hizashi sings as he turns around, eyes twinkling as he looks you up and down.

You’re tempted to hide your body with your hands, the blond’s eyes sweeping shamelessly over your skin, the man grinning when he makes eye contact with you again.

But Aizawa doesn’t give you that option, softly gripping your elbows and pushing you forward a bit more so he can step in completely, shutting the foggy shower door behind him.

“Be gentle ‘Zashi, I haven’t done anything with her yet.”

You assumed the dark-haired man meant “done anything sexual”. He’d touched you quite a few times, hands stroking through your hair, quickly scrubbing you down in the shower, sitting close in bed as he read a book, one hand around your shoulders as he kept you from bolting.

“Oh.... Sho, how could you resist? She’s so beautiful.” Hizashi breathed, hands fluttering up to your face, stroking over your cheeks as the water burned your skin raw.

“I wanted to wait until you got home.” Shouta shrugged, although the tone in his voice indicated that he would rather have not.

His self control was admirable.

Hizashi had less control, hands immediately dropping to grope at your chest, squeezing gently, pulling.

“God, you’re amazing Sho, I wouldn’ta been able to hold back. Look at her, all sweet and ripe.”

Shouta merely hummed, pressing himself firm to your back to stop you from backing away from his husbands’s fondling. His chest was warm against your back, and you could feel his length quickly chubbing up against your ass, excited by the meek little noises of protest falling from your lips.

A pinch to your nipple had you cry out, hands flying to Hizashi’s wrists, pulling them away from your chest.

“Ah, sorry honey, was just feeling’ ya.”

“I told you to be gentle.” Shouta admonishes, wrapping his arms loosely around your shoulders, pulling you protectively towards his body, until there was no room between the two of you.

Hizashi pouted, backing into the spray of water to rinse out his hair, blonde tresses cascading like silk down his back. He was pretty, while the man behind you had rugged looks.

Shouta seemed to share the same thought, because he began slowly rubbing up and down your sides, pressing a kiss underneath your ear that made you shiver before murmuring “Doesn’t he look nice? He’s so beautiful, long hair, long legs....”

He trailed off as he pressed more kisses to your neck, slowly traveling down. One of his hands crept across your stomach, and you keened in discomfort, trying to move away from his touch, but his other hand grabbed hold of your hip, keeping you still.

“You aren’t so bad yourself, mr. mountain man.” Hizashi winked at his lover, before turning around to scrub at his face, hiding his bobbing erection from view.

The man behind you huffed out a low laugh, and then his fingers were slipping between your folds, making you squeal and buck your hips.

Having someone else touch you was entirely different from doing it yourself. You didn’t know the rhythm of his hands, where he’d touch you next, how much force he’d use, if he’d rub, or pinch, or tap.

The heat built up in your stomach so fast that you almost fainted. You came seconds later, knees buckling beneath you with a provocative moan.

“Holy shit, she’s sensitive.” Aizawa kept you standing, leaning you back against his sturdy body as your thoughts swirled loosely in your mind.

It was so intense, you missed Hizashi turning back to the two of you quickly, eyes widening. “Did she just cum? Just from your fingers?”

“I didn’t even get them inside.”

“Holy shit.” Hizashi echoed his husband’s earlier statement, stepping towards the both of you.

At the feel of his long, slender fingers taking the place of Aizawa’s shorter, stubby digits, you cried out, squirming desperately to escape the sensation of too much.

Thankfully, the blond relented. He reached around your body, gripping his husband’s thick length with a kiss over your shoulder with Aizawa, rubbing him slowly.

As you made sense of the world again, you could feel his wrist, how it jostled against the small of your back as he jerked Shouta off, making the dark haired man moan in your ear before capturing Hizashi’s lips in another passionate kiss.

You felt out of place, inserted between the two men, interrupting their private life, such an intimate moment.

Hizashi seemed to notice your discomfort, drawing back slightly so he could find one of your hands in his own.

“Doing so nice honey, bet Shouta made you feel so good. Wanna make me feel good too?”

You really didn’t, but you didn’t know what else to do except let his hand guide your around his cock, jumping when the blond hissed.

“Oh fuck, her hands’r so much smaller than yours.” He told his husband, reaching for another kiss.

“Mm, wonder what it’d feel like to have both of of you strokin’ me off.”

“Don’t be greedy-” Aizawa huffed, easily rocking his hips forward, signaling to his husband that he wanted more attention on his cock, a tighter grip, a faster pace.

Hizashi grinned lazily, letting out a drunken chuckle before speeding up his movements, Aizawa groaning at the stimulation and dropping his head forward onto your shoulder.

The blond’s hand was still on your own, gripping it tightly as he guided it up and down his shaft, the angle awkward and stiff.

But apparently it was doing something for him, because he was moaning breathily. The sound set Shouta off, because he began bucking against his husband’s hand, and subsequently your ass, grunting quietly as he neared his end.

“A bit faster ‘Zashi... ah, there we go. Making him feel good down there?” He directed the question towards you, breath puffing against your shoulder blades as you were jostled from the force of his thrusts into his husband’s hand.

“She’s doing real good, gonna-gonna cum soon.” Hizashi sounded strained, also reaching his climax as he humped against your hand.

And then they were done, cum sprayed over your lower back, dripping steadily down towards your ass, sliding grossly between your cheeks. There was cum on your front too, coating your hand, wet against your stomach.

Hizashi panted for a second, before moving to the side, letting the spray from the showered wash away the evidence of his pleasure, releasing your hand.

“Jesus, you’re amazing hon’, can’t wait to see what else you can do.” A wink was thrown your way, and Aizawa snorted from behind you as he regained his bearings.

“Calm down ‘Zashi, she’s overwhelmed.” And you were, struggling not to let your breath run away, quicken and choke you until you couldn’t draw air into your lungs. This was all happening so fast, and you couldn’t stop it, didn’t know how.

“You’re alright (Y/N).” Aizawa’s voice was soothing, deep and melodic as he shuffled away from your back, moving to your side so he could reach for the soap and a loofah.

“Okay, okay-” Hizashi held up his hands, grabbing the soap for Aizawa while the dark-haired man grabbed the loofah. “-just gettin’ excited, can’t believe our girl is actually here.”

They washed you together, wiping you down gently, careful of oversensitive skin and the tears beginning to brim in your eyes. Hizashi’s hands were quick to get distracted, trying to slip between your legs before Aizawa quickly slapped them away, giving his husband a warning look. Hizashi responded by playfully sticking out his tongue.

“I just can’t help it, she’s just so cute! And I didn’t get to see her when she came, Sho, you shoulda told me it was happening!” The man whined, putting the soap back on the shelf as they finished washing you up.

Aizawa snorted, rolling his eyes as he helped you rinse off. “You’re just an insatiable bastard, we can fool around after we get her taken care of.”

The blond grinned, checking to make sure everyone was thoroughly clean before he switched off the water, hurrying to grab towels. “Fuckin’ sweet! Here, catch-”

A towel was thrown your way as Aizawa helped you step out of the shower, but it was caught by the man behind you before you could blink. He immediately wrapped it around your body, before catching another towel Hizashi threw his way, slinging it around his hips.

“You gonna tell us about America? How did your stomach handle the food?”

Their conversation turned into a gentle drone of background noise as you were dried off, Hizashi’s hands taking over from your own to rub you down while he chatted with his husband.

You were guided into soft shorts, Hizashi holding them for you while you stepped in, Aizawa pulling an oversized shirt over your head.

They set you on the bed while they similarly dressed, and you sat there quietly, lost in your head, dazed, confused, too stressed and scared to do much but stare blankly at the floor.

It was warm when they tucked you into bed, nestled between them. They were still talking, voices soft and fading to whispers as you closed your eyes, silent and overwhelmed. 

Maybe some sleep would help you feel better, and less like the ground was crumbling from beneath your feet.

[ferallymine]

Little Ones

A/N:: this came to me in a dream and I had to write

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Aizawa’s eye twitch, face hidden behind his scarf, “They… what?”

The policeman shrugged, “Some villain turned them into toddlers- a kind of de-aging quirk. After hours of questioning, they revealed that it wears off after two weeks, and that they’ve forgotten most of their teenage memories. Your boys will be stuck like that until then.”

A groan of frustration, “Alright. Thanks for picking them up. I’ll take them back to the dorms now.”

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It was 10:30pm when Aizawa pulled into the UA dorms. Todoroki and Bakugo, the victims of the de-aging quirk, were fast asleep in the backseat.

He’d run into the nearest store for toddler apparel and car seats, which was why both boys were clad in… cat onesies. And had little cat blankets. And why Aizawa had some burnt hair from putting the boys into them.

Wow, toddlers are fussy.

Walking through the dorms, one sleeping boy in each arm, Aizawa didn’t expect to see Yaoyorozu and Lin still up in the kitchen.

“What are you girls doing?”

Lin tensed up, turning around, “We weren’t tired and were making tea and- WAIT is that Sho-”

The kettle for the girls’ tea started whistling. Yaoyorozu wasn’t quick enough to get it off the stove. The toddlers stirred and began whimpering.

He yawned, “Great… just what I needed…”

“Here,” Lin walked over, arms outstretched, “I’m good with kids. I’ll watch them.”

Shrugging tiredly, Aizawa handed the boys over, who were now full-on crying, “We’ll figure out more details tomorrow morning. Head to bed.”

“Yes, sir.”

Once he went upstairs, Momo lifted her shirt, “I’ll make them some clothes and toys. A cat onesie isn’t gonna get them too far.”

Mardea smiled, “Let’s get them to the dorm first. We won’t have to carry so much up, then.”

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11:15pm. Sitting on her bed, Mardea made a small pillow pile, finally getting the boys back to sleep.

Clothes began popping out of Momo’s torso, “Here we go. These’ll look and fit better.”

“Toys?” Mardea wondered, “Maybe a plushie or a little car?”

“I feel like Bakugo would throw the car at Midoriya.” Momo formed some teddy bears, “We’ll see how it is tomorrow.”

“Okay, true.” Her emerald eyes drifted back to how peaceful the boys looked, “Stop by before breakfast. I’ll try to have them up by then.”

“Night, sis.” Momo allowed one more blanket to form before heading out the door. She shut it quietly, as to not wake anyone.

Covering herself with the blanket, Mardea found sleep.

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When she woke, a pair of heterochromatic eyes stared back.

“Hello, Shoto.” She placed a hand on his back, gently moving up and down, “Sleep well?”

A silent nod yes. He was clutching one of the bears Momo made.

Mardea sat up, finding Katsuki still asleep. Shoto must’ve woken up first, found the bear, and crawled back.

“Let’s get you dressed, little one,” Her soft voice made the boy inch closer, allowing her to get him changed.

He was rather helpful while changing clothes. Seeing his little half-n-half head pop out of the teal-colored shirt made her giggle.

God, he was just so cute.

A rustle and a thud grabbed Mardea’s attention. Eyes searching the bed, she found Katsuki crawling back up, a small bump on his head. Tears welled as he let out a cry.

“Oh, Katsuki…” She picked up Shoto and set him on the bed, “Did you bump your head?”

Incoherent crying accompanied by hot tears answered. Katsuki wouldn’t stop fidgeting, making helping him near impossible.

Finally prying his hands off his head, Mardea gave a quick kiss over the bump, “All better~.” At least that stopped his crying.

A knock came to the door. “It’s open!” She called over her shoulder.

Momo walked through, “Breakfast is ready, sis.”

“Ah, okay. Katsuki isn’t letting me change him, so I’ll leave the onesie on for now.” Mardea stood up, “Come now, little ones.”

The boys waddled over, Shoto still holding the teddy bear.

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A chorus of “AWWWW!” came from the girls. A chorus of camera flashes came from the boys, specifically the Bakusquad. When this wore off, they were so gonna get it.

“Hiya, Todoroki!” Uraraka knelt, smiling.

Todoroki’s eyes grew wide in fear. He tried to hide behind Lin’s leg, face buried in the bear.

“It’s okay, Sho.” Lin pat his head, attempting to calm his panic.

Sudden growling, followed by Kaminari screeching, forced Lin’s attention to the boys. Bakugo was biting at their calves, a devious look in his eyes.

“GET OFF ME!!” Kaminari pulled at Bakugo’s onesie, only making the boy chomp down harder.

Lin used her quirk to gently open Bakugo’s jaw. Once Kaminari was free, she used it to float the toddler into her arms.

“Let’s try not to bite others, okay?” Lin didn’t raise her voice, instead keeping it soft.

The toddler crossed his arms, pouting, “They made fun of me!!”

She sighed, eyes still gentle, “That doesn’t mean you bite them. Say you’re sorry.”

“No!”

“Say you’re sorry, little one.”

“No! No no nononono NO!” He began kicking and writhing around in her arms, tantrum on the verge of breaking.

“I won’t give you your favorite cereal for breakfast unless you calm down and say sorry.”

Bakugo’s eyebrows furrowed, lip trembling. With a shaky breath, he looked in Kaminari’s general direction, “I… sorry…”

Kirishima, Kaminari, and Sero struggled to contain their laughter. All three of their phones let out a small noise, signaling the end of a recording. The blond boy stuttered out a response, “Y-yeah… pfff, we cool, little dude…”

“You sure know how to handle kids, Dea.” Asui pointed a slender finger.

Lin shrugged and walked to the kitchen counter, setting Bakugo in the seat, “My adopted family had a bunch of younger kids. Since the parents were usually out, I took care of them.” Todoroki pulled on her pantleg, so she picked him up, too.

Midoriya looked them over, “It’s amazing how much effect that villain’s quirk had. It’s simple in theory but looking atitnowit’sapowerfulquirkifitcanalterandreversesomeone’sentirebodylikethisandforwhat2weeksthatsalongtimeimamazedandterrified-”

“Deku you’re scaring them,” Uraraka poked his cheek, bringing him back to reality. He mumbled an apology, going pink with embarrassment.

The toddlers had small bowls of cereal in front of them. Lin cut up some strawberries from the fridge and put them on a plate for them to share.

Just then, all the students’ phones buzzed with a notification. Present Mic set up a group chat for the class, giving Aizawa and himself admin controls over it.  

Present Mic: Aizawa said that Todoroki and Bakugo were turned into kids by a villain! How TRAGIC!!!!! 😭😭😭I’m asking Lin to help take care of them until they’re back to normal😝! Make sure you fellow classmates keep her up to speed in studies until then~😁😁😁💯💯

Lin put her phone away, “Guess it’s official now.”

Yaoyorozu clapped her hands, “We can switch if you need a break!”

“I’ll manage. Until then, you guys need to head to class.” Lin pointed to the clock. An avalanche of late students scrambled for the dorm doors, making the toddlers giggle.