#**this started as me admiring some aizawa headcanons???

[the-copycat-hero]

watched last week's episode again and the Monoma & Aizawa dynamic has got me in a chokehold, so have some headcanons

Eraserhead used to be one of Monoma's favorite heroes, but some of the hero worship wore off when he saw how Aizawa approached teaching for the first time. part of it was petulant dismay over Aizawa teaching Class A, but some of it was also legitimate criticism of Aizawa's methods.

regardless, a lot of that admiration comes rushing back after the war when Monoma realizes how hard Aizawa's role has been, both physically and emotionally. (watching Bakugo die haunts them both, but it was particularly humbling to realize that Aizawa had to have seen similar things happen in the past).

Aizawa's perception of Monoma underwent it's own evolution as well. at first, he saw Monoma as clever and talented, but overall aggravating and unreliable. then, when Aizawa saw Monoma interact with Eri for the first time, he moved him into the "dependable but annoying" category. it wasn't until after the war that his perception of Monoma became predominantly positive.

Aizawa was one of the first people to check on Monoma in the hospital after the war. Monoma was so out of it that he can't even remember the visit, but Vlad King made sure to let him know that Aizawa had swung by when he was finally cognizant enough to hold a coherent conversation.

both Aizawa and Monoma carry unspoken guilt. Monoma feels guilty that he got taken out of commission and potentially left millions to die, and Aizawa feels guilty that he dragged a child into the conflict to take on his role in the first place. neither of them have properly spoken about it, but it's only a matter of time.

when school starts back up, Monoma begins making a multitude of guest appearances at the Class A lecture room. he spends a lot of his time subtly checking on Bakugo and flirting chatting with Shinsou, but he usually ends up bothering Aizawa for a while as well.

Aizawa bears it with a patience that most students do not expect of him, but it really isn't all that surprising. (Aizawa realized that he had effectively fed a stray the minute that he and Monoma witnessed The Horrors together. it's only natural that Monoma would seek him out.)

even after the final battle, Aizawa occasionally enlists Monoma's help using Erasure. he's able to handle most smaller situations by himself, but there are a number of (typically PTSD-driven) moments where a student's quirk gets out of hand and he needs reinforcement.

[mya-valentine]

Headcanon: Class 1-A with a Witchcraft-quirk Classmate

Request: Could I request headcanons for Class A (platonic) with a reader who has a witchcraft quirk being able to do witch-related things like spellwork, rituals, sacrifices, alters, transformations, working with spirits and collecting loads of things like rocks, crystals, bones, and all that fun stuff. Their magic usually works but they have occasionally slip ups (like how they accidentally turned themselves and the whole class into wolves for a week-). They also have a long tail, it reflecting their emotions similarly to a dog’s tail. They’re a bit of an oddball but they are willing to use their powers to help out the people they care about like crafting the special magical items for their friends when needed be or putting a curse on someone.”

The class admires your quirk, but they’re definitely a little spooked when they first meet you. The jars of bones, crystals, and dried herbs you keep in your dorm? Very cool but also mildly unsettling.

Sero, Kaminari, and Mina are obsessed with the aesthetics of your quirk. They constantly ask for enchanted items that look magical, even if they don’t actually do anything. (Sero: "Can you make me a glowing necklace? Please?")

Iida tries to be supportive but gets very concerned whenever you perform rituals in your dorm. He has knocked on your door during full moons like, “This is highly inappropriate behavior for a student! Are you conducting a summoning ritual?!”

Tokoyami thinks you’re a kindred spirit. The two of you often talk about mystical energy, symbols, and the darkness beyond the veil. He loves your quirk and often refers to you as “Fellow Seeker of the Arcane.”

Shoto is weirdly chill with you. He likes the oddness of your vibe and even asked if you could enchant his scarf to keep him warmer in the winter.

Midoriya: He’s completely fascinated by the mechanics of your quirk. He bombards you with questions about spellwork and the science behind it. After the wolf incident, he started taking detailed notes on how to avoid quirk malfunctions.

Ochaco: She loves the magical trinkets you make, especially ones that bring good luck. She wears the small charm bracelet you crafted for her every day and swears it helped her ace a difficult test.

Kirishima: He asks if you can make magical charms for the whole class to protect them in battle. You do, but they’re slightly cursed because the spell went too well. Now everyone in the class trips over their words when they’re lying.

Momo: You and Momo bond over making things! She’s fascinated by your collection of ingredients and often provides you with rare or hard-to-find items for your rituals.

Jirou: Jirou occasionally joins your spirit communication sessions just to hear the eerie sounds. She claims it’s for inspiration, but she secretly loves the vibe of it.

Your tail becomes a source of comedy in the dorms. Kaminari and Mina try to guess your mood based on how it’s wagging or drooping. It’s a problem during combat training, though, because your tail always gives away your emotions. Aizawa had to sit you down and suggest “strategic tail control.”

One time, you put a mild curse on Mineta when he tried to touch your spell jars without permission. He spent the whole day covered in glitter and smelling like lavender.

You’ve accidentally summoned a spirit in the dorms before. The entire class freaked out until you calmly explained that “Oh, that’s just Greg. He’s chill.”

You often leave small charms or sigils in your classmates' dorms for protection or good luck. Some of them notice, like Jirou and Todorok, and thank you; others don’t, but you don’t mind. You’re just happy to help.

You and Bakugo ended up bonding in an unexpected way when he asked you to curse a rival hero student during the sports festival. You didn’t, but he appreciated your energy.

Your accidental wolf transformation incident is infamous. It started as a running joke in the class, but now they’re genuinely terrified when you say, “Trust me, I’ve got this!”

The whole class howled at the moon together, partially because they couldn’t resist and partially to tease you about it.

Bakugo hated every second and was this close to blowing something up. His tail wagging when he got mad was not helping.

Mina insisted on taking group photos of everyone as wolves. She still has the pictures on her phone. (Don't ask me how she took the picture, idk😭)

Midoriya was furiously trying to figure out how the transformation worked so you could reverse it. Meanwhile, Tokoyami fully embraced being a wolf and ran around quoting edgy lines about “tasting the wild.”

Even weeks after turning back, some of the class jokingly scratch behind their ears or growl when talking to you.

You’ve helped Todoroki meditate with enchanted candles that release soothing, temperature-neutral scents. He swears they’ve helped him focus more in battle.

When Kirishima felt nervous before a big fight, you gave him a bravery charm that glows faintly red. It became his good luck charm, and he always has it during missions.

You and Uraraka worked together to make protective charms for her family. She cried when you handed them over.

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Masterlist

[aromanticannibal]

mha characters that are aro for CANON reasons (read: in which I reach increasingly further for canon evidence):

(Disclaimer: some of these can be evidence of characters being something else than aro (or ace) but this is my post and I can do whatever I want + /hj to /j to everything on there, when I say I start reaching I start REACHING. These are headcanons!)

Aizawa Shouta doesn't ever show romantic (or sexual) interest in anyone and is actively put off by Ms Joke hitting on him and the idea of getting married to her

All Might has NO experience with women according to Horikoshi (could also mean he has experience with men but y'know)

Ashido Mina really wants to be in a relationship but never fell in love (cupioromantic moment)

Both Bakugou Katsuki and Todoroki Shouto hide from girls crushing on them near the end, don't ever show romantic interest in anyone or get anxious or flustered near girls, Katsuki especially apparently never cared about girls (and vice versa) before and and Shouto specifically doesn't notice when he's hit on.

Iida Tenya is never interested in girls or men and is significantly more focused on both his studies and his friendships

My favorite headcanon: Uraraka Ochako's love for Izuku seems founded more on her admiration and people telling her she must like him (because boy and girl etc) than in actual romantic love, and she connects a lot with Toga (who also loves people in a non-conventional way)

Midnight doesn't have a romantic partner or anyone she regularly flirts with despite being a very beautiful and desired woman, and doesn't seem to have had any kind of romantic relationship with the three boys more or less her age she hung out with a lot (the rooftop trio) (she can also be seen as a cliché of aroallo person who only cares about sex so I'm claiming her).

Pixie Bob's obsession with finding a partner is giving "I've been told all my life that I HAVE to get married and I don't want to so I keep looking for the perfect match and not finding it because the man I'm looking for doesn't exist because I won't ever fall in love". Because by god you can't tell me the cute blonde catgirl isn't finding a boyfriend.

All For One only cares about his brother, I'd even argue he's aromantic asexual aplatonic etc. a-everything except familial and idk. quirkic. attracted to quirks.

Mount Lady is aro for the same reason as Midnight but because I think it's implied or canon that she's dating Kamui Woods, she's lower.

Midoriya Izuku is green so he's obviously aromantic and most of his flustered reactions to girls seem based more on shyness (and an obvious reaction to getting boobs shoved in his face) and sexual or aesthetic attraction than romantic attraction (he also has a very romcom view of what being boyfriend girlfriend is, ie. his reaction to Toga's confession)

Aoyama Yuuga's definition of love (according to his comment on Ochako being in love with Izuku because she was thinking "what would Deku-kun do?") is very weird and seems based more in things he was told or saw in fiction than feelings he would have felt himself.

Yoarashi Inasa is just so fucking weird with friendships and social cues he looks like he's trying to navigate the world while making absolutely sure NO ONE misinterprets him, which makes him both very aro and very autistic in my book

Kurogiri is literally a bunch of mist with little free will whose purpose in life is protecting this one boy, he's all the As.

Endeavor married for insane reasons and never even cheated on Rei after he sent her to the hospital (which a lot of men his caliber would do)

Ms Joke makes the idea of dating Shouta a joke and I think that's great. She's also green.

Miruko's chill and doesn't give a fuck, she's a fighting person, very Katsuki-coded in that regard I fear. She also works alone without an agency, which is giving aromantic for no reason other than I Said So.

Toga Himiko is a queer allegory that is generally interpreted as bisexual and biromantic but I think she can be interpreted as aroallo as well (way to love that’s seen as impure and unholy etc etc, notions of consent – taking people’s blood and hurting them without their consent which is for her a way to show her love, most of her attraction seeming physical or aesthetic rather than romantic, her parents telling her to repress repress repress instead of satisfying her desires in a safe way, the scene where she’s biting her wrist in her sleep???? etc etc) 

Twice never had a lot of friends and never had a lot of female friends and when he feels gratefulness and care for Toga it outwardly seems romantic because he doesn’t know what’s romantic and what’s not and hasn’t had a lot of female friends 

Dabi is giving aromantic aplatonic who only really loves his family but due to circumstances can’t love them healthily and ends up just hating them (the most intense feelings of love he shows are always towards Enji or Natsuo, and his apology to Shouto makes me think Shouto is also included in this – no evidence for Fuyumi and Rei but I can do what I want. He clearly cares for Twice and Toga too but it presents very differently, even after he’s revealed himself and doesn’t need to be as secretive). 

Shigaraki Tomura probably just doesn’t give a shit I’d say. He’s pretty apathetic when he isn’t fighting or angry or like doing his hatred thing, but he clearly cares about his teammates. 

Fatgum is foodpilled and studentpilled. He really loves food and he really loves his students he doesn't need no romantic relationship.

Jirou Kyoka takes a bit to warm up to Denki so I think she's demiromantic actually

Bruce (the third user of One For All). He just has such third wheel vibes.

Intelli Saiko because why would she bother with romance, it's so unpractical and illogical

Despite asking for boys' numbers all the time and being very aware of romance, Utsushimi Camie looks like she could NOT CARE LESS. aro

The fact that Hawks plays up the flirting with his fans is giving aromantic to me – obviously heartbreaker aroallo stereotype but I think he could also be ace, the aroallo part isn’t that important, it’s just that he’s always pretending. It’s giving still in the closet. Also I know he’s young and busy and Horikoshi doesn’t really put that much casual romance in MHA but it’s so funny that there isn’t even a sliver of a girlfriend implied in his timeskip. Hawks is Married To His Job. 

Star and Stripe is also absolutely married to her job. Also, lots of guys around her, lots of important and admired male figures in her life, and yet not a single crush from her. Points. Aromantic lesbian 

Nezu is a fuckass mouse I highly doubt he's attracted to humans in any way

Gran Torino is a single old man which is enough for me (though because I hate that fucker I think it'd be funny if women just hated him)

Where Is Shimura Nana’s Husband. 

Muscular only likes to kill, he doesn’t need romance nor sex, his only desire is Killing People and fighting. Same thing for Moonfish, he only wants to eat people (mood my guy) 

Geten is very hyper focused on making his quirk stronger, he doesn’t seem to really have any relationships.

Overhaul just fucking hates people

Again, Kendo Rappa only cares about fighting.

So so sad because I like his girlfriend but Natsuo is giving marrying to get away from his father

Koda Koji just had the vibes. He's so aroace to me. (aro Koda brain vs kodajirou brain fight)

Monoma Neito is such a fucking hater he just has to be aromantic

Wash is a washing machine

Honorable mentions:

List of characters whose only argument is they never show romantic attraction and don't talk much about romance or get flustered: Shouji Mezo, Sato Rikido, Tokoyami Fumikage, Shinsou Hitoshi, Yaoyorozu Momo, Sero Hanta, Hado Nejire, Togata Mirio, Shirakumo Oboro, Present Mic, Seiji Shishikura, Ryukyu, Gang Orca, Shishido, Centipeder, Ectoplasm, Hound Dog, Thirteen, Vlad King, Mandalay, Tiger, Lady Nagant, Mr. Compress, Tsukauchi Naomasa, Todoroki Rei and Fuyumi, Melissa Shield.

List of characters whose only argument is "they're green so they're obviously aromantic": Asui Tsuyu, Ibara Shiozaki, Tokage Setsuna, Kamakiri Togaru, Midoriya Inko, Ragdoll, Burnin, the Sludge Villain (I’m taking all I can get), Mustard, Ordinary Woman.

Bonus: characters that I can't make aromantic no matter how hard I try under the cut:

Gentle and La Brava, for obvious reasons. I feel like making them not love each other is like illegal.

Kudo and Yoichi. By god my brain will not accept it they're in love.

Amajiki Tamaki. I'm sure he could be aromantic but I can't let go of the Mirio and Nejire crushes (which are so real and true to me)

Yuyu (Nejire's friend), she also looks way too much like she has a giant crush on Nejire. Lesbian moment.

Best Jeanist and Edgeshot, they're giving high school sweethearts.

I put them in honorable mentions but I just have to mention Gang Orca and Shishido somewhere because the one baseball OVA made me think they're like the pseudo-enemies/rivals who argue all the time but somehow fight extremely synchronized when needed and ONLY fight each other because they're the only ones Worth It etc which is. Y'know. eye emoji etc etc

Sir Nighteye is literally in love with All Might

David Shield is literally in love with All Might

No really did you see David's wife? This man went and found a blonde blue eyed wife when he couldn't marry his blonde blue eyed best friend. His daughter looks like an All Might secret love child. I know whenever Dave hears Melissa call All Might uncle he dies a little inside because he wishes she could call him Dad too and he could call Toshinori his darling husband and

Rock Lock is happily married and I could never take that away from him

Spinner is green so I can kind of see him as aro but he’s giving madly in love with Shigaraki so much

Magne has a crush on Dabi in one of the Smash strips which is too funny to ignore I think she’s madly in love with him. And she’s right

I like kirimina so fucking much I genuinely struggle to come up with aro Kirishima headcanons. I think he could be quoiromantic but I also think he’s madly in love with Mina so I don’t know. 

Stain is literally in love with All Might

Ending (guy who attacked Natsuo) is literally in love with Endeavor

Garaki Kyudai is literally in love with All For One (“I miss your eyes” guy is so fucking devoted. The true doomed yaoi of MHA)

I know Rody is in love with Izuku he just has to be. 

To me Shindo Yo also has a crush on Izuku but also he's canonically dating Nakagame Tatami which is also cute.

[fumiyami]

FUMIKAGES FAMILY HEADCANONS (since we know NOTHING.)

HIS MUM

• she is definitely the one with the bird head partly cuz I just want her to be and partly cuz in mha most of the characters look like their mums more (izuku, bakugo kinda, jirou, and probably more but I can’t remember!!)

•her feathers (i know it’s actually hair. don’t take this away from me☹️) are probably brown or slightly black with white dots like female Koel bird’s are, then her eyes and beak are the same as fumi’s

•I don’t imagine her to have a shadow or darkness based quirk, it could be something random or something to do with birds considering how most animal based heteromorphs in mha seem to have animal based quirks?? if it does have something to do with birds then maybe like she can make talons and wings appear on her body?? (hawks you’ve got some competition)

•I have a feeling she’s the type of person to do stuff first and worry about the consequences later, like getting into fights or getting drunk and stuff

•she’s usually the one like speaking to teachers over the phone or going to parent meetings since her husband would most likely do a worse job than her..

•I imagine her to not be the best parent but I don’t think she’d be outright abusive (ENDEAVOR.) but possibly a bit neglectful or brutally honest with her kids? and if her kids went super out of line and done something serious then she’d resort to a hit or two😿

HIS DAD

•he’s the one with human features but maybe not entirely? like maybe small shadow horns or one side of his face is perpetually covered in shadows

•I feel like his hair would be similar to Mr Aizawa’s (like long and black) but possibly could be shadow coloured?? I think it’d look cool☹️

•his eyes could be yellow? if not maybe purple?? cuz like dark shadow has yellow eyes so they could’ve gotten it from them

•if you haven’t guessed already then he’d be the one with the shadow quirk in my eyes, like maybe shadow manipulation? (like todoroki’s ice and fire but with shadows and weaker since y’know shadows themselves aren’t harmful) which he’d mostly just be able to use at night

•I imagine that he can be quiet and introverted but he can also get angry and start/finish fights with anyone. also the same as his wife in the sense that like he does stuff first and cares about the consequences later

•cares less about the kids than his wife does (but in actuality they both don’t care as much as they should)

•he wouldn’t get drunk often, but he’d find comfort in drinking fancy wine and stuff and knowing all about it (maybe he’s even a bartender or something!!)

I imagine them both to have quite deep voices but neither of them have a deep voice as fumikage since maybe his could be like a mix between theirs two?? also!! his mum is the more goth one but both of them dress in similar clothing

HIS SIBLINGS

•I imagine him to have two sisters which idk where that came from but i’m rolling with it!! I also gave them names :))

AMARANTE TOKOYAMI

•amarante (name meaning flower that never fades or unfaded) is definitely the more sociable one in her family. I imagine her to be a wild child and perceived as the complete opposite of her fumikage (though they’re more alike than people think..)

•I think that fumikage got his gothic style from two people: Dark Crystal (a pro hero he admires that’s mentioned in the school briefs) and amarante (since when she was 16 she was the EXACT same as fumi)

•I like to think shes 22 and probably like a month or less older than Hawks so she constantly tells fumi that hawks stole her brand

•her quirk would be the same as her mums where she can make her appearance more bird-like with talons and wings, which is how she got the joke that hawks is stealing her originality with the wings

•I can imagine her being a singer who isn’t as popular as she could be in the future but it getting there! maybe she appears on TV one day and everyone in 1A sees and asks tokoyami about her

•her stage name would be “Songbird” and her fandom name would be “Chicks” or “Baby Bats” as she’s still goth u guys!! that never changed

•she looks almost the exact same as her mum naturally but dyes her feathers a lot and puts glitter on her beak (which aoyama loved the first time he ever saw her) to stand out

•her whole brand would be to help make people like her not feel ashamed in who they are (other heteromorphs, neurodivergent people, LGBTQ+ people) since she’s been insecure and knows what it’s like

•her singing genre changes all the time but it’s been gothic songs, rock, pop, literally everything

•she can play multiple instruments but mainly uses guitar and sometimes piano for slower songs

HANAZUKI TOKOYAMI

•hanazuki (name meaning moon flower or moon) takes after both her parents, being mean like her mum and quiet like her dad

•she’d definitely be a mean older sister at 24 years old, 2 years older than amarante and 8 years older than fumikage which meant that she didn’t interact with fumi as much

•I don’t imagine she’s in contact with any of her family members anymore except for maybe amarante and her grandad (if he’s still alive) but she watches the UA sports festivals and stuff to see how fumi’s doing

•I want her to be quirk less since I think her being a heteromorph and quirk less made her stand out in society for bad reasons :( that’s partly why she cut contact with a lot of people and is as introverted as she is

•her jobs have consisted of: fast food worker, writer but she quit and working in an office type space

•she despises amarante’s energy and bubbly-ness but still loves her younger sister (though she’d never admit it)

•didn’t talk to fumikage growing up since she was already moved out when he was 10 and she was 18 so the age difference didn’t help but she finds dark shadow cool (though they didn’t speak much either)

•despises her parents deeply

•also despises UA for letting 16 year olds fight in a life threatening war (amarante’s very much the same)

•I didn’t mention this but her feathers are naturally like her mums but like amarante she dyes hers (unlike amarante, she dyes hers to be a more darker colour. not fully black but close)

•not as goth as her siblings but she’s getting there

HIS GRANDAD

•fumi’s grandad, like his parents, have been mentioned and is canon but we KNOW NOTHING.

•i’ve said this in a previous post but I imagine him to have died at the hands of dark shadow a LONG time ago and fumikage hates himself for it

•I imagine him to have been on his mum’s side so he also had the same feathers and stuff as fumikage (though his were all worn out and grey but fumi helped in preening them.)

•his grandad, in his eyes, was the coolest person ever. he was THE goth person. that’s where fumi got every bit of knowledge on the world of darkness and the night and stuff from

•he loved spoiling his grandchildren so much (everyone always wondered where he got his money from..)

THATS IT BUT I WILL ADD MORE IF I THINK OF MORE!! ALSO I THINK FUMI’S PARENTS ARE DEFINITELY IN SOME DARK f GANG OR SOMETHING BUT IDK IF IM ENTIRELY SET ON THAT IDEA

IF YOU HAVE ANY HEADCANONS ABOUT FUMI OR HIS FAMILY PLEASE TELL ME! WE NEED MORE FUMI CONTENT IN THIS WORLD🫶🏻

AS ALWAYS, A FUMI (AND DARK SHADOW) PICTURE FOR YALL:

[demiesworld]

my current obsessions (warning: very long)

okay so first of all, to all of my followers (if even have any wheezes) i am soooo sorry for not being active. just things have been going south and further south for me. buuuuuut i've also been like hyperfixated on newer animes and on one manhwa (sadly it's killing stalking).

ANYWAYS.... MY CURRENT OBSESSION RN IS FUCKING DEMON SLAYER. i started watching it back in like march or february and i've been simping and focused on this anime ever since. i fucking love it omfg. my favorite characters changes a lot depending on my mood, but i am big on TENGEN (mr. flashy), RENGOKU (donut), AKAZA (donut maker), DOUMA (he puts the G in lGbt), HAGANEZUKA, and lastly... i know yall saw that new episode of season 3 w/ hantengus's fucking clones. tbh i didnt even know he could do that BUT ALL FOUR (i know there's five of them but rn it's four) OF THEM CAN GET IT. IM SORRY.

LIKE DID YALL NOT SEE THE MELANIN IN THOSE MEN?!?! THE MELANIN, THE HAIR, THE ABS, OMG. it makes me soooo excited to see darker skinned ppl in anime shows bc you know they dont hardly get drawn. and even if they are depicted as villains/demons/antagonists representation is representation. A WIN IS A WIN.

so speaking of those four i am heavy, heavy, heavy falling for my boy karaku. i mean yeah sekido can put in that work, aizetsu whimpers like a bish, and urogi is hot and all, but KARAKU?!?! UNGGGGHH. i hear sum puRRRINGGGG~~~

im thinking of writing of maybe a smut, or something platonic and basic with those four in mind. maybe just headcanons though.

another anime im fixated on even though i aint even watched not one damn episode but i feel like i know what going on in it thanks to tiktok spoilers on my FYP is BLUE LOCK. let me explain.

so out of nowhere i get this edit of rin itoshi on my fyp of him w/ the song "trance" by metro boomin and i was like damn he cute af. lemme see what anime this is. and i found out it was blue lock. so i was like ehhh sports anime dont really attract my attention like that so imma pass-

BUT THEN. A MONTH LATER. I SEE THIS FINE ASS GYARUO-LOOKING ZESTY ABOMINATION OF A MAN NAMED SHIDOU RYUSEI ON MY FYP IN AN EDIT AND I WAS LIKE WHO IS HEEEE?!! like not only is his eye color my favorite color, but he has the MELANIN. and ugh he's voiced by gojo (who i simp for too btw) VA.

and then after doing some investigating i find out some important things about this mofo. 1. he almost tried to kill kunigami, 2. he almost tried to kill rin, 3. he has some sort of love, admiration for sae (rins big bro), 4. AW YEAH HERE COMES THE DOPAMINE~, 5. it's canon that this man is so devious he had to get tied up with a muzzle bc he was too much for the blue lock ppl to handle (honestly tying him up w/ a muzzle sounds racist my boi), 6. he is ZESTY.

i just might end up writing some imagines, headcanons, etc. with shidou bc god i love me a toxic man.

LASTLY TO WRAP THIS SHIT UP I AM FIXATED ON MHA. but im not joining the fandom, im just fixated on the following characters: dabi, and aizawa. i love me a man with daddy issues and a man who can be my daddy. i feel like at this point i dont even need to read the manga or watch the anime to know what is going on and who's who thanks to tiktok spoiling every thing for me.

[goninhero-blog]

**ya’ll are so fuckin good at writing like there are blogs that i dont even.. WRITE with bc they don’t follow me or anything but I still see their characterizations as canon??? and i include that sort of thing in my own oc interactions that I write in my indie writing?? i think its so amazing that people can come up with these things for characters that are so well written and so compelling that complete strangers accept it as like... their own HC as well??  like idk ive been seeing a lot of negativity and upsetting material on here tonight and i just wanted to put some positivity out there.  you are all doing such amazing work and im so lucky that this community has opened itself up for me.  And this goes without saying but if anyone needs anything ever, im here.  Ive got two ears and they both wrok really well so im here to listen.

that was a weird turn for me to take but it really needed to be said i think

[cr4yolaas]

— what do they associate with you? . various bnha x reader

synopsis . headcanons of the little things they associate with you and your relationship.

characters . izuku midoriya, katsuki bakugou, shouta aizawa, momo yaoyorozu, ochaco uraraka

warnings . not proofread

notes . i caught up with the bnha manga. im not okay ☹️ i lowk hate this but i love the idea ugh 😭😭😭

01 . IZUKU MIDORIYA

- whenever he comes across some good-looking stationary (good-looking by your standards, at least), he’s most likely going to give it to you

- doesn’t matter whether he found it on the floor or in a store, you’re getting it !!

- you don’t exactly share the same passion for note taking with him, but he knows you gawk at the cute animal-shaped pens and erasers every time

- so he makes it a priority to get you a pack of cat sticky notes or pink pens when he gets the chance

- between you and me, it’s just an excuse for him to fuel his obsession with taking notes by buying more pens

02 . KATSUKI BAKUGOU

- when you first met, he offhandedly compared you to the rain — one of the many things he genuinely dislikes — because he couldn’t stand you.

- the fact that you’re dating him now is a tell-tale sign his feelings changed quite drastically

- he doesn’t like the rain any less, but whenever the sky turns glum and small droplets make their way to his skin, he can’t help but think of you

- so, when it starts to pour while he’s sitting in his dorm, he decides to send you a picture of the weather from his window

- "thought you might like it" his text reads

- and you do :)

03 . SHOUTA AIZAWA

- he can’t exactly pinpoint why, but when it comes to buying you flavored or scented things, he always chooses berries.

- candles, lip balm, car fresheners, candies, you name it

- berries aren’t exactly his favorite, so it confuses both of you

- regardless, it makes you giggle a little every time you notice it

- but when he starts to notice that berries have become a “trademark” of yours, he starts to enjoy them a little bit more

- his normal 2-in-1 hair wash turns into a matching set of berry-scented shampoo and conditioner from a fancy beauty store

- before you know it, you’re both smelling like berries

04 . MOMO YAOYOROZU

- an oddly specific one, but she can’t help but draw museums back to you

- whether its a history or art exhibit, she makes it a priority to bring you there, which results in a lottt of cute museum dates

- "there’s an art exhibit in the neighboring city this weekend, we can take the train there and visit the cafe next door afterwards!"

- if you’re an artist, that’s absolutely the reason for the connection

- but if your interest lies elsewhere, it’s probably because she likes experiencing the atmosphere of a museum with you

- her favorite pictures of you are ones where you’re admiring something in one of the many exhibits she takes you to

- she probably compliments you like, “the beauty of these paintings don’t compare to you :)”

05 . OCHACO URARAKA

- call her cheesy, but whenever she sees heart shapes, she thinks of you

- will send you a pic of something that just barely resembles a heart out of nowhere, just bc she couldnt help but be reminded of her lover

- this leads to her collecting and buying a bunch of heart shaped items to gift you, ranging from stones, to seashells, to a necklace she found on the floor, to socks with heart patterns

- you never really questioned it and she’s glad bc her reason is cheesy cheesy

- "i mean. . . well, i love you a lot, so i guess it’s just my way of reminding you every now and them without actually saying it?" she’d admit with her face all red when you do ask

- just be prepared for valentines day — she’s going all out 😰😰

[uravity-the-infinity-girl]

ways that hero society hurts pro heroes headcanons

does anyone wanna hear the shit i think that heroes go through and why i feel they’re victims? no? ok

firstly i headcanon hero society as having extremely fucked up beauty standards where heroes face the same sort of scrutiny for their bodies as celebrities do in our world, like if a female hero is too muscular there will be men complaining that she looks like a guy and if a male hero isn’t muscular enough he’s lazy etc

i bet you anything that it was not only the fact that media interferes with hero work that Aizawa chose to stay out of the spotlight i bet in some subconscious way he was afraid of the intense scrutiny that comes with being a hero

not only that but heteromorphic people are always chastised and rarely do well in hero ranking if they don’t appear attractive or fit within the public’s view of heroes, i’m thinking of gang orca for example who is ranked number 1 in looks the most like a villain like for someone who fights villains for a living and has probably been harmed by them first hand that’s bound to take some psychological toll. that moment always bothered me and i think it’s really unfair for heroes to be categorised like that when they’re dedicating their lives to try to be useful. you just know that people with quirks like shoji will find it harder to succeed no matter how great or compassionate a hero he is.

i know it’s common in fan fiction for Hawks to have to hide aspects of his quirk that are unappealing but let’s think about that with other heroes as well like Mirko, i imagine she’s grown up with agents and superiors telling her it’s annoying when her foot won’t stop thumping or weird how she eats carrots or Mic being told to keep it down constantly-i’m sure there are loads of heroes who are made to be ashamed of aspects of who they are and have to hide them in order to sell an image and be more profitable and likeable.

i also imagine that they’re all terrified of aging and that perpetual fear of losing their spotlight is probably a huge part of their psyche as from a young age they feel they have limited time to be successful like when hawks is talking about his prime calm tf down your life has barely started.

heroes are objectified so much by the commission being treated like weapons makes them feel like their bodies are what make them useful-just look at hawks’ reaction to losing his wings calling himself crippled and pathetic because he can’t be as efficiently used despite still being able to achieve so much with his intelligence, determination and physical skill alone. Mirko may not have the same self deprecating attitude towards her injuries however her dedication to continue fighting by whatever means she can is a testament to how heroes are taught to act with no thought for their own safety if they want to be useful. this is what makes AFO scary to the heroes, the fact they can lose their quirk and therefore their usefulness is terrifying. i like to imagine that many heroes felt or still feel about AFO as korra did about amon in s1 of lok.

furthermore heroes are expected to give their lives at the drop of a hat, mirko lives every day like it’s her last because for heroes their is no safety net or garuntee that they will survive they can’t just give up or protect themselves in the face of certain death or they literally wouldn’t be doing their job. you saw how disposable Lady nagant was to the president of the HPSC clearly they don’t have any care for the lives of even the heroes they work closest with. Mirko and Aizawa cut off their own limbs without blinking because they have to and they’ve been trained this way and it’s horrific how ready to die all of the heroes are without a second thought despite how young they are. arguably it’s admirable but if i learnt anything from she-ra it’s that they need to find a bit of self worth and need to be treated as people who’s lives and well being should be a priority rather than disposable weapons to be used with no regard to their safety.

and it’s fucking beautiful that All might chose to live, the man who has been through the most and given pretty much all there is to give. He’s given up his whole life, his bodily health, his self esteem, his friends, his image as a natural born hero and so much more just to protect people. All might was able to break the cycle of death be choosing to live rather than give his life up and Deku will break the cycle by choosing to save rather than defeat or kill.

i just think that being a hero is so exhausting and must take so much out of you, it’s important to remember how much they are victims of the system

[sundeathh]

Thanks to the Elevator

Part 1

Fanfiction | Masterlist

Pairing: Aizawa × Fem!Reader

Fandom: BNHA | MHA | Word count: + 4,4k

Categories: Workplace romance, enemies to lovers, tsundere, angst & fluffy.

CW: Cursing, smut and some bickering. This chapter is SFW but the whole story is not.

SUMMARY: A headcanon where Aizawa is an emotionally constipated man; but is a sweetheart inside. It also relies on my headcanon that his love language is physical contact, quality time, and acts of service. The reader is a psychologist, so you know how it goes!

NOTES: I tried to write him as close to the OC as possible. However, this is my first story. I wrote it randomly during the day, at dawn, under the influence of sleeping pills, and so on. So, apologies if I messed up. I'm reviewing it several times and will publish it in parts so that it won't become an extremely long post. Reposting is not allowed. The events in this fiction are before All Might starts working at U.A. Also, I left out the cannon events, so I can explore them properly later if I change my mind about the plot.

It was your first day at work as a counselor at U.A High School. Although you had been to campus before to attend your job interview, you weren't used to the new surroundings.

Principal Nezu was waiting for you at the front gate. After your mutual greetings, you headed to the building for a little tour before starting your day at work.

He promptly gave you a few instructions to familiarize you with the new space and routine; unfortunately, though, you are not that good at paying attention when feeling nervous.

So, as soon as Nezu left you alone, you started to wander around, uncertain about how you would get to the classrooms you were supposed to watch.

You didn't let your nervousness show, though. With all the confidence you could afford, you just walked to the nearby student and politely asked for directions.

However, before the student could respond, you heard a deep voice come from behind you as a tall man with long black hair spoke. 

"I can guide you from here, miss."

You turned around to face the source of the voice and met a pair of tired eyes and messy hair that almost made you giggle at the relaxed figure that seemed out of place compared to the workspace surrounding you.

While you were holding back your laughter, the student greeted the both of you before leaving, since someone else offered to fulfill your request.

You waved at the student with a gentle smile, while the man only replied to them with a slow nod.

"Hi. I am Shouta Aizawa. The principal told me about the work you will be in charge of." He told you, and you quickly accepted his handshake and shook it as you introduced yourself back.

You could imagine what awaited you in the first days of work beforehand, as you were told you would follow each class in the early hours for a week to gather information and remain in an office for the rest of the day to accompany students who would need individualized follow-up.

Just as informed, you'd start with class 1-A, being then bullied by a weird loud blonde after about who would be your first coworker to interact with;

So, fighting your initial apprehension, you tried to break the awkward silence.

"Sorry to bother you like this, but I don't know where the classrooms are. The principal mentioned that I would get more orientation later, but I was hoping I could unravel the place myself..." You explained your predicament as you nervously played with the ends of your jacket.

The man nodded in response, and hummed for a second before giving you a proper answer.

"I can direct you there." Came the reply after staring at you for another second. "Follow me. If we stay on this path, we'll reach the classroom in no time." He instructed. 

As you followed him, you glanced around at everything. U.A wasn't like the high schools you used to work at in your country. This one looked way more modern and futuristic than most of its peers.

While absorbed in admiring the architecture, you felt a hand ghost over your shoulder. Turning around, you saw the tired man pointing to what you assumed was an elevator.

Without waiting for an answer, he stepped forward and entered it. After a minute or two of silence, the elevator reached its destination, and the doors opened.

Stepping out into the big hallways of the building, you tried your best not to make any unnecessary noise while following behind as the apparent stoic countenance of the man was replaced by a bored expression, which only made you worry more about working with him.

Before you could overthink it, though, you were standing outside the door to the classroom which students you were supposed to observe.

"Here we are," The teacher announced while opening the door. He stepped aside so that you could enter first.

Most of the class was already there, with only two spots missing its students. Some were chatting amongst themselves while others sat silently in their assigned seats.

Aizawa cleared his throat and raised his voice. When everyone looked up, he motioned for you to follow him further inside the classroom.

"Everyone." He called. "This is Y/n L/n. She will follow the classes over the next few days to gather information about your student profile and to offer psychological and counseling support."

He stopped to take a deep breath before adding, "she will supervise your behavior during training and provide personal assistance when needed." The kids nodded at the announcement.

"So, now, please feel free to get to know each other," Shouta stated as he gestured toward your direction.

The class erupted almost immediately with various questions at once; some of the students seemingly excited.

Taking a deep breath, you stood in front of the class and prepared yourself to speak. The students immediately went silent as soon as you started talking.

"Hello, everyone! My name is Y/n L/n! I am here to guide and assist your learning by monitoring your behavior and providing all help necessary!" You greeted enthusiastically, trying to hide your nerves.

“If I may ask, what exactly do you teach?” An enthusiastic girl asked after she raised her hand.

"Well, I am not here to teach a specific subject. Instead, my role is to assist you in the overall performance of the course through psychological support to prevent the stress from causing difficulties in your school life." You answered with ease. "In addition, I will provide my counseling services for those who require them, but I can also give practical assistance if necessary."

"What is the practical part?" Asked another student.

"For most purposes, I will analyze your performance and write reports based on my professional perception of each of you during the semester while working alongside the teachers. So, you can come to me personally to request your analysis to work on improving your strengths by recognizing your flaws and learning to improve them."

Once again, an array of responses ranging from excitement to confusion hit you. It took a bit longer this time before the class settled down and quieted down once again.

"Okay, I believe that was enough introductions! We can continue our talking later as you are free to approach me for help. For now, I will stay in the class to observe and will not interfere with the teaching." You finished with a small smile and walked to the corner of the room to watch the class at hand.

As the hours passed, you observed each of them closely. By the end of the class, you already could tell which students would be more challenging and which would be easier to work with;

Before you left the classroom, the tall teacher gestured to get your attention, asking your initial opinion about the students. You answered as briefly and objectively as possible, receiving just a nod in response.

Once he turned his attention away from you without saying anything else, you excused yourself and left.

To you, it appeared to be a pretty quiet morning for a first day at work.

It was a little weird, sure – you caught Aizawa sleeping in the corner of the classroom like a yellow worm when you returned from lunch – but everything else was going well.

You let the weight off your shoulders after realizing that your initial nervousness was not all that justifiable.

The man that supposedly would be a headache for you did not seem so intimidating anymore.

He seemed to be just eccentric, and that was fine. You could handle it.

Or so you thought.

- - -

On your first day of work, the rest of the staff was introduced to you, just as well. And, a few weeks after that, you already had adapted yourself to your workplace and coworkers.

That is, with most of them. Working alongside Aizawa was quite intriguing.

At first, working with him was not much different than it had been on the first day, as you only talked to each other about what was necessary and convenient to work.

After a few weeks, however, for no apparent reason, every time you would step into the same room as him, his sharp gaze would immediately lock onto your frame and scrutinize you without a single word, almost like he was angry at you.

His eyebrows would contract ever so slightly, but his expression remained unreadable.

He would, eventually, act normal and talk to you to ask your thoughts on the students but would say nothing more than that.

Other times, though, he seemed to completely ignore you as you talked about your perception of the students during training classes, eventually grunting at you, annoyed, as if that was any kind of response.

At the end of the work shift, however, he would pressure you to deliver your notes and reports to him as soon as possible.

After a few weeks of working with him like this, you concluded that he didn't like having someone else influencing his work directly, as he seemed to be rigid and have his way of doing things.

He seemed to prefer just reading what you had pointed out and drawing his conclusions. And so you went on with your workdays.

You barely spoke to each other, except during the rare social formalities the two of you would exchange.

On one particular morning, though, he was sitting on the couch in the teachers' lounge grading papers by himself when you arrived.

"Morning." You muttered quietly. You hadn't expected him to even acknowledge your presence, so you were surprised when he spoke.

"Morning. Didn't expect you to arrive early." He answered.

"Oh. Yeah, I had to come early to finish a report." You said monotonously. You knew you would have to deal with this awkward aura every time you interacted with the man, so you always tried to cut the dialogue short and narrow the subject down to professional matters.

"I see. You can sit down here, then." He said without even looking up at you as he gestured to the empty seat beside him. You only nodded and obliged.

As you settled down and started to pull out your laptop from your bag, you were slightly startled by the sudden noise of Aizawa clearing his throat.

He looked up from his papers and stared at you for a moment as if considering something.

"Yes?" You asked, studying his stare.

He blinked before looking back down at his papers. "Nothing." He responded, returning to his grading.

After a few seconds of awkward silence, he suddenly spoke up again. "What's your quirk?"

You looked at him with furrowed brows since you didn't expect him to talk to you or ask about anything not correlated with work or his students, and the fact that he replied to your good morning with small talk and asked you to sit with him was unusual enough.

While this was unexpected, it was not all off-putting. Maybe Shouta was only tracking you to see how else you could affect his students.

"Your quirk. What is it?" He repeated, faced with your lack of response.

"I can access the memory of people I touch. I can also modify them, create one or erase it. However, I can only do the last three properly if the person is willing to and wants it. It was good to help people deal with trauma before; that's why I became a psychologist in the first place." You explained.

His gaze seemed to darken slightly at that statement, and he just resumed to his grading. After some seconds, though, he lifted his head to look at you again. "Have you ever tried to get the advantage of this quirk? Manipulate people without their consent?" He inquired.

You shook your head, unsure of where he was going with this line of questioning. "Never. I only used it to help. Sometimes it was useful because it lets me know if people were abused and allows me to erase or modify memories that cause a person suffering, with consent. But it does not always work. As I said, it works best if the person is willing and relaxed." You admitted truthfully, trying not to sound too bitter or offended.

"It seems like a quirk that could go misunderstood easily." He paused for a moment to check if you wanted to reply. You just nodded at his statement.

He seemed to sigh as though relieved. "I guess that was why I asked. I assumed you might have a mental quirk since you are not a hero and work in counseling." He said, looking at you for a second before adding: "good luck on your job," then turned his attention back to his grading.

You smiled faintly and gave him a short bow before returning to work. You couldn't deny that the idea of manipulating people through their memories was a pretty tempting one. But you were sure that there was no chance of you succeeding.

If you found yourself using your power on someone else for the bad, your life would be hell. No matter how tempting, your moral nature wouldn't allow you to use that effect on a living being.

Maybe that was why he started acting weirdly towards you, you thought. Perhaps he mistrusts you with his students. Maybe, he thinks that your job is not good enough. Or yet, maybe he thought less of you because you are not a hero.

With a soft sigh, you pushed that thought to the back of your head. Both of you kept working in silence until it was time to head to class.

- - -

It’s been four months since you started working at U.A.

Present Mic and Midnight were the coworkers with whom you developed a friendly relationship the fastest.

They were also the people you turned to solve any disagreements you'd have with Aizawa. And, as usual, when the worm man would take his lunch break to sleep, you'd join the duo for lunch.

"So," Nemuri began the conversation while picking a piece of meat from her rice bowl with her chopsticks. "How are the students attending the counseling?"

You shrugged as you put another spoonful of soup into your mouth. "They are alright. I haven't come across anything too out of the ordinary yet." You replied.

"Oh! That’s great! And how about Shouta? Any progress?" Nemuri probed.

You froze in place for a couple of seconds before shrugging again.

Nemuri narrowed her eyes at you suspiciously. "Y/n, I think we should stop beating around the bush here. Is he treating you alright? Or did anything happen between you two?" She questioned.

You sighed, "we are fine," you stated nonchalantly.

"Really? Because according to Mic, he keeps staring at you during lessons and is practically glaring at everyone whenever you enter the room." Nemuri continued.

This time it was your turn to narrow your eyes at her suspiciously.

Midnight didn't seem to notice the slight change in your look, however, as she quickly switched to her innocent facade. "Maybe he is jealous that the kids get to spend so much time with you?" She suggested.

That was a possibility. It was true that Shouta had been staring at you strangely lately; at times, he almost seemed like he was waiting for you to do something. Or maybe it was just a figment of your imagination.

Who knows, right? You tried not to put much thought into it. You got along fast with everyone, but then again, Aizawa didn't seem like the type of person that would allow people to get along that easily. And it was alright to you, besides the fact that he stared at you weirdly most of the time.

You were brought back from your thoughts by Hizashi's exclaim. "Ooooohh! Y/n, maybe you should go on a date!"

Nemuri choked on the sip of water she was drinking and nearly spat it on the table.

"What?" You inquired.

Hizashi glanced at your confused reaction.

"Why don't you go on a date with Shouta? If I didn’t know any better, I would say he wants to be at least friends with you!" He added with a cheeky grin.

"I don’t think so." You firmly denied it.

Nemuri was still recovering from her coughing fit. After finishing, she placed her chopstick back in the bowl and sighed.

"Oh, Y/n, how oblivious can you be?"

You raised an eyebrow at her. "That just doesn't seem likely." You argued.

The other two exchanged glances.

"Well, what makes you so certain?" She pressed.

You thought for a moment before replying. "Aizawa looks uncomfortable around me. Annoyed, even. And I am just doing my job."

"You know what, Y/n, I’m sensing some sexual tension," Hizashi smirked. You choked on your soup.

"Don’t make fun of me!" You glared.

"No one is making fun of you," Nemuri chuckled at your comment, "it is more like we are thinking about you."

"What?"

"You are just so oblivious. We noticed that you keep staring at him at random times. And it seems like he stares back sometimes too." She explained amusedly.

"That proves nothing." You defended, though you were starting to doubt your words.

"Really?" Mic asked with a smirk on his face. "How often does he stare? Do you think you could count them?" He teased you.

"Shut it!" You snapped as you felt your cheeks start burning.

Both of them snorted and laughed. While you felt embarrassed, you couldn't help but smile at how easily their teasing worked on you.

"Do you want us to try and catch him staring at you? Or do you want to do it yourself?" Hizashi said slyly. You blushed furiously at his offer.

"No!" You shouted. The blonde grinned at your outburst, clearly enjoying teasing you. Meanwhile, Nemuri looked at you with amusement, her cheeks slightly puffed.

The rest of lunch went by quietly, with you awkwardly trying to finish your soup as you planned how to avoid eye contact with the man who looked like a demon every time you saw each other.

When you returned to your office, however, you couldn't stop thinking about what the heroes said. Did they mean to imply that Shouta was interested in you?

Even if it was just a crush, that couldn't be right. You didn't even know if that man liked anyone. And even if he did, you doubted he would choose you.

A small voice spoke up in the back of your mind, telling you to consider the possibilities. It was almost like it was calling you out on your naivety.

You shook your head violently. No way.

He didn't look at you as anything other than an annoying coworker, right? There was not a chance.

Then, after your work day ended, you went home, feeling conflicted over what had transpired during lunchtime.

What the hell was that? You thought to yourself. Why would they tease you about it out of the blue? And, more importantly, why did you bother with it in the first place?

You didn't know, so you decided to drop the issue and focus on the paperwork you had gotten in the week.

Hopefully, it would distract you from the fact that your mind started to race with the possibilities of what that all could mean.

- - -

The next few weeks passed with you avoiding Shouta even more, and you didn't even know why you were bothering with it so much.

Also, it didn't get any better when you couldn't help but notice how hard his gaze was fixed on you when you passed him in the lounge to get a cup of coffee.

Or yet, how he seemed annoyed whenever he caught your gaze but also slightly amused at the same time.

You were pouring your coffee into the mug when you heard Hizashi heading toward Shouta.

As soon as the blonde sat down next to his friend, he immediately began rambling. The ravenette just looked at him blankly, nodding his head to whatever the other was talking about here and there. Nevertheless, you could tell that he kept glancing in your direction, although you still avoided eye contact.

"Hey, Y/n! Care to join us?" Mic called over to you.

You turned around to meet his gaze, which appeared not to notice the sudden tension in the air.

Phony.

"Sure." You replied dryly before walking towards them, taking a seat on the opposite side of Hiz.

Hizashi gave you an encouraging smile as you set your mug on the side table before turning to face them properly.

"Alright, Eraser, we need to talk about our last lesson for the week." Hizashi declared, trying to break the awkward silence that had descended upon the group. Shouta merely grunted in response.

"Are you okay? You seem kinda distracted." Hizashi began, concern evident in his tone.

"I'm fine." Came the reply.

Mic raised a brow. "Then tell me why you kept looking over there?" He queried.

"Look, whatever you are implying-"

"-is absolutely nothing that concerns you and Y/n. What I meant was that you seemed kinda off today." Hizashi interrupted.

Aizawa sighed deeply before giving up trying to defend himself against Hizashis' interrogation. Then, he ran a hand through his hair. "It is just a headache." He mumbled.

"A headache? Caused by stress? Or is it-"

"Hey, Hizashi. What are you trying to do?" You intervened.

Shouta looked surprised by your interruption, and Hizashi looked taken aback by your question. But the loud man only gave you a cocky smile. "I was going to say that Aizawa has probably been drinking too many cups of coffee." He said. You rolled your eyes.

Both of them glanced at each other, silently debating whether or not to continue talking.

Finally, after few seconds passed, the blonde spoke up again. "We will drop it for now," he said, "but I assure you, he is just acting a bit weird." He stated.

You knew better than anyone that you would never convince Hizashi to drop the topic. "Right." You replied.

"Good," Hizashi said with a smile. Then, he turned to face Shouta again, "but seriously though, what is it?"

Aizawa huffed in annoyance and looked away. Hizashi chuckled. "Sorry, man. I was only messing with you!"

Shouta remained quiet.

"So, where are you headed after work?" Hizashi inquired.

"Home."

"Oh, come on! It's Friday! You have to hang out with us at least a little bit!" He whined.

"I can't. I am busy with paperwork, so I need to go home after work and get it over with." Shouta said, a hint of annoyance in his tone.

Hizashi frowned before turning back to you. "Come on, Y/n! Join us! I won’t let you skip out on me too!" He pleaded.

You smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, Hiz. I should go home after work too." You replied.

Hizashi frowned even more at your answer. "Ah, come on! Just one drink? Please!?" He asked dramatically.

You chuckled before answering with a short sigh and a smile, defeated by his persistence. "Okay, okay, fine! But just one drink." You stated. With that, the blonde was gladly satisfied.

To your surprise, the day went by strangely smoothly after that. You went to your office to asssist some students individually and didn't cross paths with Aizawa or Yamada until the end of the day.

At lunch, you spent some quality time chatting with Nemuri and Ishiyama, happy to have a break from Hizashis' insinuations and teasing for a while.

After that, you were busy updating confidential records about the students on your laptop, and the time went by quickly. Before you knew it, it was time to leave – the school was quiet, indicating that the classes had ended for quite some time. 

Packing your things, you quickly organized your office and headed for the exit, turning off the light and locking the door as you left.

You took your cell phone out of your pocket as you walked through the hallway, checking the notifications you received during the day.

[Hizashi]: Are you still coming????? Nemuri started to let things slip out of her mouth!!!! o(≧∇≦o)

God. Were they already there? How long has it been since the shift ended?

[You]: Sorry, Hiz. I got caught up doing stuff. ( ꒦ິ–꒦ີ) But I’ll make my way down soon!! See ya soon!!!

You put your phone back in your pocket as you rounded the corner that led to the elevators. Glancing ahead again, you came across the tall, black-clad figure that had been haunting your mind lately.

Awesome.

You slowly walked towards the doors, pausing to wait for the elevator that Shouta had already requested.

As you approached it, he glanced at you briefly before turning his attention back to the screen of his phone.

When the elevator arrived and opened its doors, both of you stepped inside, waiting for the ground floor. Once the doors closed, he glanced at you briefly from the corner of his eye.

Then, he cleared his throat.

"I thought you'd be hanging out with Mic?" He asked, casually.

"I will. I just needed to take care of some stuff before I left. Why do you ask?" You questioned as you turned your head to face him.

He hesitated for a second before shrugging. "No reason."

You stared at him for a moment before nodding, turning your head back forward. But you couldn't let this opening to get something out of this guy pass. You wanted to know what had been going through his mind for a while now.

Glancing up at him again, you asked, "by the way, how are you? Mic insists that you've been acting weird lately. Not that this is any of my business, anyway, so…" You trailed off.

He seemed to stiffen a little, and you could tell he gritted his teeth before he sighed. "I’m alright." He replied, his voice remaining expressionless. Regardless, you thought that you made him feel uncomfortable.

So you nodded in agreement, giving up on questioning him as it seemed he wouldn't speak again. And anyway, your desire to know more about him was not worth his discomfort.

Silence fell between you two one more time, but somehow it did not feel as awkward as it used to. That is, until you heard a soft click and the elevator stopped in its tracks, the lights going out and leaving you in complete darkness until the emergency light came on seconds after.

Likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated! Check the fixed post for requests.

[tired-teacher-blog]

Hi! ❤️ If it isnt too much to ask, could I request the Scarlet Witch s/o idea you wrote before, but with Dabi, Shinso, and Aizawa? If not, that's ok! I hope you're doing well and take care of yourself C:

It's not too much to ask sweetie, your guys'requests give me happiness (even though I'm terribly slow) so I'm really grateful you sent this, and so sorry to have kept you waiting. I hope you're doing wonderful and please watch out for yourself babe.

Title : Mha boys with a Scarlet Witch S/O

Characters : Dabi/ Shinsou/ Aizawa/ Gender neutral reader

Genre : mostly fluffy/ a little angsty/ headcanons

Y/n's Quirk : Warping, teleportation, telekinesis, flight

Weakness : using your powers for extended periods of time without rest affects your mental status.

Note : Please keep in mind that Scarlet Witch is from a different universe which means that in order for y/n to possess similar powers, some changes need to be done to keep things as natural as possible. This is why I picked some of the original Witch's powers which can go together harmoniously without seeming like you have more than one quirk, and at the same time to reserve the originality of your character.

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First part I did a few months ago with the Origin Trio

Dabi :

Growing up, you tried your hardest to make friends but were always shunned because of your unique quirk. No one accepted you or even bothered to check on you, but as time went on, you grew to recognize the reality you were pushed into.

Your friends in the league were the only ones who acknowledged and treated you like a normal human being. That being said, you wished you didn't have to join their side since all you ever wanted was to live a peaceful life. However, and same as most of the members, your quirk gave you no chance at a normal existence.

Even though you felt safe with them, you were still reserved and detached from everyone except during missions when you were 'forced' to communicate.

Touya was the sole exception, and for some reason you found yourself drawn to him.

Same as you, he was quiet most of the time, kept to himself and never intervened in the others' shenanigans.

You were the one who approached him first, you wanted a little closeness, a little intimacy, and so did he.

He admires your quirk and makes sure to remind you of your value everytime you start doubting yourself since he knows first hand what it means to be pushed to the side and deemed unworthy.

And it's vice versa, as you've always pulled him out of the pit when he was consumed with rage.

Things haven't changed much when you two became a couple, except for his -now-too-obvious-worry about your well being. He knows you're strong and capable of watching over yourself, but he can't help being overprotective of the person he loves, especially during missions when the unchecked use of your quirk triggers your emotional instability.

During such times, and no matter the station he's assigned to, he would leave everything behind and come for you.

He's never been good with words, so what he does is remove you from the scene and to a quieter one where he pulls you close to his chest until you feel better.

Being with Touya has taught you to finally be grateful for your quirk, not only because he's helped you see how amazing it is, but also because thanks to your power, you're able to perceive and diminish his constant distress, even if he's too stubborn to ask for help. When something like that occurs, you wordlessly invite him between your arms before whispering reassuring words and kissing everywhere your lips can reach until he finally relaxes in your hold, but even then, you don't let go and neither does he.

He is to you what you are to him; family, best friend, and true love. Neither one of you will ever need more than that.

Shinsou :

You and Hitoshi share more than you thought you did. Both of you are introverted, misunderstood, and possess a magnificent quirk that makes life unbearable sometimes.

You've known each other for a really long time before one had finally exchanged words with the other, and even when that happened it was during a mission you two were assigned to work on.

However, that short conversation meant the difference between unfamiliarity and friendship as you two started spending more time together.

You quickly opened up to each other and shared the reasons for your distress. You learned that he too was almost pushed to join the wrong side as everyone joked about him possessing a villainous quirk with no regard for his feelings.

Gradually, and with help from one another, you started seeing your strengths and values until fully accepting your quirks at last.

You were each other's best friend and biggest supporter, and soon enough, you realized that your sentiments for one another grew to something greater.

You were aware of your mutual feelings thanks to your quirk, but never possessed the courage to confess first. Which is why you were thankful when he finally did.

If he wasn't exceedingly protective of you before, then he certainly is now. He never allows you out of his sight during missions, and constantly checks on you in case you overuse your quirk.

You never complain when he does though, since it's his way of showing love and you enjoy it. You're even the same way with him, in that you watch over him and promptly interfere if you see him struggling.

There were times when he was forced to use his quirk on you to make you take a step back or leave the fight all together.

Such conduct undeniably leads to necessary explanations most of the times, but essentially to Hitoshi apologizing profusely for his behavior. He hates manipulating and forcing you to act a certain way, even more so when he sees the look of shock and confusion upon your features after he releases his quirk. Having to use it on the person he loves reminds him of the reason people dubbed him as a potential villain.

At times like these, it's up to you to soothe and pull him back to you, offering him reassuring smiles and gentle kisses: "Hitoshi, I trust you with my life so I'm never worried when you use your quirk on me, you did what you did to save me, and for that I am grateful." is what you whisper as you hold him close and allow him to hide his face in the crook of your neck for as long as he needs. You two are soulmates, and will forever walk side by side and hand in hand.

Aizawa :

Shōta has always been supportive of you, ever since you've met all those years ago. But at first he was only trying to help you through tough times, just the way he learned to do from his late best friend Shirakumo.

You were grateful regardless, even if you meant nothing more than a "charity case" to him, at the end of the day, he still checked on you and that was enough.

Nevertheless, you kept following him around like a shadow and trying to be near him every chance you had. He was the closest thing you had to a friend after all, and even if he didn't think of you as such, it was fine.

Him on the other hand, found you a bit overwhelming. He's a private person who likes to have his space and to him, you were similar to a lost kitten.

But he came to learn soon enough that the lively and frisky side of you only existed thanks to him, as you were never that way with anyone else. Therefore, what he once thought of as an uncontrollable side of you, became a comforting reminder that you were doing well.

Your feelings for Shōta started to grow and develop as soon as you learned that you were no longer a person he needed to help, but rather, an important part of his life.

It all happened one day after long tedious hours of work chasing one particular powerful villain. It was a solo mission that you successfully accomplished but at the expense of your peace of mind.

Shōta knew— even without you saying a word, that you were experiencing one of your quirk's downsides, and him showing up on your doorstep unannounced was enough proof.

"You disappeared right after handing over your mission report, today's assignment must've been hard on you." his words might seem like nothing to rave about to an onlooker, but to you it was the little nudge you needed to finally realize and admit your true feelings.

Thanks to your quirk, you weren't surprised to learn that he felt the same way about you. However, his reaction to your confession was a different story. The cool, stoic, composed man latched onto your body as soon as you finished talking, wrapping his arms around you with no intention to let go, "yeah, I love you too." That night you two shared your first kiss.

His way of treating you remained the same when in public, as he has always been protective of you anyway— and using his quirk on you when things get intense is one way of doing it, but once you two are alone, he shows you a softer side that only you have the right to witness.

Now that you're a couple, you're also able to see him at his worst, and get to take care of him just the way he does you. His once messy sleeping schedule and constant nightmares of the past are now alleviated thanks to you.

Being in each other's presence, entangled in sweet rare moments of peace is all you could ask for.

[pinky-the-elephant-room]

Clearly not meant to be

➹❥ AN: Hello! I'm back and here's a fic for Shinso! *runs away immediately to hide back in the shame box*

➹❥ Warnings: Manga Spoilers! Shinso x Fem Reader Soulmate fic. Angst. Not for those with the headcanon: Shinso is a cinnamon roll. LOL I kid. But seriously tho he's not nice in this.

➹❥ Summary: Just because you're soulmates doesn't mean everything will work out how it's supposed to.

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There aren’t a lot of things I regret about my life. But if there were one thing, it would be you. Soulmates were supposed to be our better half. The balm to the fucked up shit that happens in the world. They say the soul marks doesn’t make mistakes, but it did the day it made us soulmates. I wish I had never met you. You may be a pro hero, but in my eyes, you were a villain the day you stepped into my life. 

I was 15 years old when I was accepted into U.A. I was in the general course of U.A., not intending to be a pro hero. My quirk didn’t call for it. But even just graduating from U.A. could afford me many opportunities in the future, so my parents encouraged me to go for it. 

It would be in late March after my 16th birthday that a tabby cat and a tuxedo patterned cat in blackened ink appeared on my wrist. The two cats would chase each other until they got tired and slumped over. Finally, the tabby cat would nuzzle the other cat’s nose. Reenergized, the tuxedo cat would get up and begin the chase again. The inked tattoo of sorts would animate on repeat. I thought it was the cutest thing ever. Better than some of the soulmate connections I’ve heard about like sharing thoughts.

Hitoshi Shinso was a bit curious-looking with dark circles and crazy purple hair. Back then, I felt alleviated from panic, knowing that my soulmate was at least someone I knew. A fellow classmate. Not a stranger on the streets that I would have to start over from day one and hope to impress somehow. 

“Please take care of me,” I said to Shinso and bowed.

He bowed in return after an awkward pause and muttered, “Likewise.”

If I had known then that he was lying, I would have never had any expectations from him. Perhaps even resort to drastic methods like mutilating the mark that symbolized our bond. Because even that pain would have been bearable to the pain of knowing you were unwanted and unloved. 

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“S-shinso-san, I was wondering if you were busy Friday?” I asked nervously.

It’s been a while since we were revealed as soulmates, and there hadn’t been any meaningful progress between the two of us, and I was beginning to feel impatient. So I thought to make the first move and meet him outside of school to get to know him better. It had taken a lot to muster the courage to even ask, and I was a bundle of nerves despite hoping I could come off casual.

He paused, putting away worksheets in his bag, and looked at me. He examined me for a minute before replying, “Maybe. Why?”

“Oh, uh, I was wondering if you would like to grab a bite to eat with me. The café next to our school just opened up, and I’ve heard good things-”

“I can’t,” He interjected. “I have training with Aizawa-sensei.”

“Oh, right,” I tried not to look dejected. “Maybe next time then?”

“See ya,” he said, walking around me as I stood right in front of his desk.

I watched him leave longingly, wishing he would stay. “Bye..”

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I was so nervous. Shinso had finally agreed to walk home with me. I would ask earnestly whenever I could, and he was always busy for one reason or another. I completely understood because he was the only one of the general studies students applying to transfer to the hero courses. And I admired that and supported him wholeheartedly, which unfortunately meant that usually I wasn’t a priority. But it didn’t matter right now. 

I couldn’t contain my excited grin as he and I walked in silence. I kept glancing at him in the corner of my eye, hoping he would say something. 

“So, how is training-”

“Hey, Shinso!” a voice cut me off.

Startled, I turned around to see a blond boy waving at him with another red spikey-haired boy at his side. They casually walked up to us, and a pink-skinned girl was tailing along in the back. My eyes widened at their appearance. They were the kids from Class 1-A I remember seeing during the sports festival after I had been disqualified during the first round. 

“Oh, it’s you,” Shinso deadpanned. “What do you want?”

“Is that something you should say to a future classmate?” the blond with a black strip in his hair shook his head forlornly. It oddly resembled a bolt. I wonder if that was on purpose. 

“You sound confident I’ll make it,” Shinso replied casually. I looked at him, surprised. Of course, he was going to make it. With all the hard work he was putting in, he had to at least be confident in himself. 

“Dude, you’re working with Aizawa-sensei. Of course, you’re gonna get in,” Red cut in.

Was Aizawa-sensei the teacher who perpetually looked like he would keel over from exhaustion?

My head whipped back and forth with the conversation in confusion. 

“How is it?” the pink one also interrupted. “And how haven’t you dropped dead yet?”

“It’s not so bad,” Shinso shrugged. “You have to work hard, though.”

I looked at my soulmate in awe. I always knew there was something different about him, even before the revelation of us being soulmates. He was so determinedly laser-focused that it made me proud yet envious. 

“By the way, the gang is going to that new café everyone’s been raving about. Wanna come?” Blondie said.

I panicked; it took weeks for me to Shinso-san alone. I wanted this day to make some ground between the two of us finally. 

“Guys, maybe we shouldn't,” the pink girl said, looking at me pointedly. “I think we’re interrupting.”

I gave her a quick smile of relief, and she winked back at me in understanding. 

I could feel my soulmate’s eyes on me before he replied, “Oh, this is just a classmate, Y/N. She wouldn’t mind.”

He didn’t wait for my response and started walking away with the guys. My heart was pounding and I stood there, unable to move. The pink girl who had helped me out now looked at me with sympathy and seemed unsure before she turned around to follow the guys. 

The last thing I remember seeing was their backs as I hurried away, my vision becoming blurry with tears.

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This time everything was going to go fine. Or at least I was trying to convince myself. After the disaster of Shinso-san leaving me behind, I didn’t think I could muster the courage again. 

Somehow, things had fallen into place, and now I was waiting for my soulmate to show up for our date.

Well, not exactly a “date,” but we were hanging out by ourselves. Nothing school related was going to be discussed. No classmates to disturb us. It was just going him and me.

Alone. 

I took a deep breath, trying to subside the anxiousness that was bubbling up inside.

I had arrived 10 mins earlier than the time we agreed on, and Shinso-san hadn’t shown up yet, but I wasn’t too worried because Akihabara on the weekends was notoriously busy. I wouldn’t be surprised if Shinso-san were a few minutes late.

We agreed to meet and spend a few hours playing games at a nearby arcade. I wasn’t someone you would call a gamer per se, but I could go for a few rounds every now and then.

I consciously shuffled aside as a group of loud teen boys walked past. One of them eyed me in such a way that made me uncomfortable, so I fiddled with my smartphone and decided to shoot Shinso-san a text.

‘Hey I arrived a few mins early let me know when you get here.’ 

The text was sent with a familiar ding, and I stared at the screen for a minute hoping for an immediate reply. But when I didn’t get it, I put the phone back in my pocket with a huff.

I don’t know how long I watched people walk past, feeling melancholy. I reached into my pocket again for my phone to look at the time.

He was 15 minutes late. I took a breath, trying to relax. He probably took the train here and is on his way now. 

‘Shinso-san, did you take the train by chance? They’re running late today.’ Another text said.

30 minutes late.

A lone tear ran down my face. I quickly wiped it. Maybe his phone ran out of battery, and that's why he wasn’t responding to my texts. I pulled up his contact and pressed the green phone icon. I held up the phone with nervousness evident in my person. It rang multiple times before going to voicemail.

“Hey! I’m waiting outside of the arcade like we planned. Just call me back. Please.” 

I hung up and stuffed my hands in my pocket.

1 hour late.

He wasn’t coming. I should have known from the first text he wasn’t going to show up. But I tried so hard to believe that he would. That he wouldn’t be that kind of person. I gripped my hand tightly, the same one with the symbol of our bond. And for the first time since it had shown up, I felt contempt and misery. 

I wiped the tears from my face with the back of my hand. Only for more tears to take their place. I bit down on my fist to prevent the sobs from breaking out. I didn’t want to appear so vulnerable in front of strangers.

2 hours late.

I had waited. I don't know why but I did. I know I should have left a while ago. But I couldn’t bear to leave. I kept thinking, what if? What if he shows up? What if I was mistaken and he had been in trouble?

The tears had dried up, and now nothing but a fit of stoking anger in my stomach boiled as I left the arcade. My steps felt heavy but resolutely determined. I knew what I had to do now. 

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“Why do you want to talk?” Shinso asked as he swung his backpack over his shoulder.

The classroom was now empty, and I had asked him to stay behind.

I gave him a look, and he seemed taken aback by it as if he didn’t expect that from me.

“Why didn’t you show up on Saturday? We agreed that we would meet up at the arcade.”

Shinso rubbed his neck.

“If you had to cancel, all you had to do was reply to my texts or calls,” I said, getting louder and louder. “You didn’t have to leave me there standing for hours!” The anger poured out.

“And who asked you to do that?”

I flinched, hearing his deep voice that almost appeared to be bitter. 

“Why? Because we’re 'soulmates,' " he scoffed. “Do you know why I came to UA despite everything? It was so that I could make my dreams come true. And for that, I will do anything. I don’t have time for a soulmate. You’re looking for something in me that I’m not willing to give.”

“That’s not true-” I was cut off.

“It’s honestly creepy how you keep trying to make me go along with your fantasy.”

Shinso made his way to exit the classroom.

“I want to concentrate on being a pro hero, Y/N. And you need to respect that,” he said before closing the door on me.

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BOOM!

A nearby quirk I assumed went off, and the shockwaves from the quirk caused the apartment building my family and I resided in, to tremble.

The disaster sirens that usually went off during earthquakes and tsunamis in Japan started blaring into the night. Except for this time it wasn’t for a natural disaster but rather a war between pro heroes and villains.

“Oka-san and tou-san!’ I called when the building finally settled. “Are you okay?” 

I hid under a table in my room, which I dived under as soon as the sirens went off. I relaxed when I heard their answering call.

“Y/N, we should head down to the building basement and wait until it's safe.”

Well, as safe as it could get. Since the war started, casualties have become a new norm. Every now and then, we would hear about a friend’s dead loved one from so and so. 

I answered back in agreement and slowly started to crawl on my hands and knees from under the table. Just as I was about to stand up, I peeked at the inked soul mark on my hand. We hadn’t spoken in months. It’s the only way I knew Shinso was still alive. The last I heard about him was from my classmates about how he had gotten a license and was fighting amongst pro heroes. 

Despite myself, I had worried at first, but that became second nature to tepidly watching the war on the internet. 

I spied my sweater on the bed, grabbed and shrugged it on.

“Guys? I’m heading downstairs n-”

I didn’t get to finish my sentence as the roof on top of me collapsed. I shrieked as bits of rubble covered my room - coughed as dust collected in my mouth. 

Then darkness as a large of debris landed on top of me. 

A distance away, I heard the sound of the familiar siren still going off. My eyes were heavy, and it was difficult to open them. After several tries, I was able to make out my surroundings blearily. It was dark but a bright light overhand illuminated what little of the room I could see.

My room was utterly unrecognizable. Debris and dust covered every inch, and my bed was destroyed as pieces of wood pierced the mattress. Fragments of glass littered the floor as I tried to feel around and move. 

It hit me. I couldn’t feel my legs. I looked down only to choke on the blood collecting in my mouth. They were trapped under a large wooden pillar.

Nonononononononononono. I tried to lift it, only to scream in vain.

“Oka-san!” I cried out hysterically. “Tou-san! Anyone! Please help me! I can’t move.”

But there was no reply. No sounds. Just the siren blaring over and over again. And the sound of my crying.

My vision became blurry once again, and sound seemed to go in and out. I was losing consciousness. And the last thing I could remember was, for some reason, yearning for Shinso.

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Before I woke up, I was surprised to hear steady beeping, not the siren I last distinctly remember. 

A bright light was overhead, soon overcast by Oka-san’s crying face, but her eyes seemed to glow with relief. A flurry of movement later, I saw my Tou-san’s face, whose typically stern face was also wet with tears. 

Someone helped me sit up, and I realized I was in a hospital room with vitals attached to me. My legs were wrapped up, but thankfully I could still wiggle my toes.

I remembered the feeling of acute horror when I realized I could no longer move my legs. But knowing they were ok, though still healing from broken bones, was a solace I didn’t realize I needed. 

Over the following weeks, my parents visited daily as I recovered from the incident, which I later found out was from a pro hero crashing into the building when a villain threw them. The pro hero, Miruko, came in person to apologize and ensure I was ok. It was easy to forgive her when I could see the regret permeating from her despite her nonchalant outward appearance. 

One particular afternoon, when I was waiting for the nurse to come back with lunch, he showed up.

Shinso seemed more muscular than the last time I saw him. Yet he appeared paler, and his dark circles seemed to have spread somehow, seeming healthy and not at the same time. It looked like being a pro hero wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows. 

I didn’t say anything to him. Just staring him down and wondering what he was doing here and with flowers of all things in his hands.

He cleared his throat and offered the flowers to me. “These are for you.”

I nodded and took them from him. Still not giving him a verbal answer.

Maybe it was because Shinsou couldn’t stand the awkward silence so after a few mins, he started speaking again.

“I was there that night, Y/N,” he said, scratching his neck. The familiar sight taking me back to when we were attending UA. “When Miruko crashed into your building. I was there with a few other UA kids. But I didn’t know it was your building until it was too late.”

He seemed to choke on his words here. “The mark on my hand started disappearing.”

“And?” I spoke up. “What does it matter to you?”

Shinso’s eyes widened, shocked at the frank statement. “Y/N, listen, I know I said a few things I can't take back the last time we spoke.”

I scoffed,” I think you and I both know you don’t regret it. And isn’t it a shame that you didn’t even know your soulmate was dying a few feet away? All because you didn’t know where I lived. Maybe you would have if you gave me any time of the day.”

He had nothing to say in reply but- “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said those awful things to you.”

But it was too late. I didn’t want to hear it. It took a roof to land me to register I was over it. I realized all those months of separation I was still waiting for him despite the fact I kept telling myself I wasn’t. I kept checking the news for anything. A mention. A sighting of a UA student with a brainwashing quirk.

Now I knew for sure that despite being soulmates, some people just aren’t meant to be.

“I don’t want anything to do with you.”

He opened his mouth to say something.

“Please leave.” I looked down determinedly and ready to press the nearby button to call the nurse just in case he refused to leave.

I didn’t dare look back up again until I heard his footsteps receding. I clenched my jaw and looked up at the hospital room’s ceiling so the tears wouldn’t drip. It was better this way. He had all this time to give me a chance, and he never did. It took me almost dying even to notice me. 

That was the type of person I didn’t need nor want. Or at least I tried to convince myself desperately so I wouldn’t call Shinso to come back.

[nights-legacy]

Hello how are you? can i ask you for an imagine or headcanons please with Aizawa (and Hawks if you don't mind) where his girlfriend Y/N who is a pro hero (top 10 and with a strong quirk) got in the way during the fight with Stain and the students of UA and s was found injured

Hello! I am good! I loved writing this. I hope you like what I came up with!

Masterlist MHA Masterlist

Scared Stain - Aizawa & Hawks

Warnings: mentions of wounds and blood

+ You are involved in the Stain Incident and get hurt.

Requests are still open! Checked pinned post for guidelines.

Aizawa: Wolf quirk - #6 Pro Hero Luna

I internally groaned and grumbled as I moved silently through the alleyways. I had overheard Iida about confronting Stain but wasn't fast enough to stop him or the two boys that followed. I had let Shota know before following myself. I listened intently for any clue of where they were exactly.

"Once I find those boys..." A loud scream echoed and darted. I come to the open area. I saw Iida motionless on the ground with Stain standing over him. 

Without thinking, I shot forward as Stain went to strike. My claws and canines extended as I went in to defend Iida. Stain looked at me in surprise as I attacked. The scuffle was short but I got him away from the boy. But not before recieving a blow myself.

"Shit." I groaned. I pushed up to sit on my knees, holding onto the stab wound on my side. I could feel the blood dripping past my fingers. I looked over and saw Iida still laying on the ground. I tried to get up but fell back down. My arm gave out and my cheek hit the ground.

"Luna-san!" I heard Midoriya yell. I looked up and Stain was standing over me.

"You jumped in the way. To save this false hero-in-training." He said slowly, pointing his sword at me.

"Of course. Nobody deserves to die like that. Especially when they can't defend themselves." I panted. I pushed back up on a shaky arm. "Everyone has the right to defend themselves. And Iida is just wanting to avenge his brother, maybe not in the best way but he loves his brother enough to want to set things right." He stared at me for a minute in silence.

"You are an admirable person and a true hero." He lowered his sword. "I will spare you."

"Then you should do the same for them." I saw Midoriya and Todoroki running up. Black started to form in a ring in my eyes. "They are as much of true heroes as I am."

"Get away from her!" I collapsed back down and blacked out.

"Y/N!" I heard a distant calling. "Y/N! Please wake up."

"Huh..." I opened my eyes and saw a blurry picture of Shota. "Sho... I shit, it hurts." Pain was pulsing from my side.

"I know. Hold on for me." He cupped my face. He continued to talk to me but I was teetering on the edge of consciousness.

When I woke up the next time I was in the hospital. I could tell with the heavy alcohol smell. I looked around and saw Shota sleeping in the chair next to me. I reached up and brushed my hand through his hair. He stirred and looked up at me. He grabbed my hand and kissed it.

"You scared me." He whispered.

"I'm sorry."

"Don't be." He shook his head. "You are alive. That's what matters." The boys came to mind.

"The three?"

"Battered and beaten but alive." I relaxed. I heard some commotion outside before three boys came in. They all looked nervous and sorry. I gave them a Stern look.

"What you did was stupid and small minded." I said. They flinched at my words. "You all could have been Killed. I would say you were lucky I showed up but I wasn't much help. Just because you wanted Vengeance for your brother doesn't mean you should have put yourself up against that villian... But I am glad you're alive."

"We're so sorry, Luna-san." They all bowed.

"It's alright." I said. "Just let this be a lesson to you not to rush in head first and with high, unstable emotions. You're all going to be great heroes but you still have a ways to go."

"Yes, Luna-san!" Iida bowed again.

"Thank you." Midoriya and Todoroki left first, saying they'll let the doctor know I was awake. Iida left after more apologies.

"Can you take over my class? They listen to you better than me." Sho groaned and I giggled. He leaned over and gave me a soft kiss. "You are taking a vacation after getting out. No arguments."

"Fine. Fine. There's a full moon coming up anyway. That will help with healing."

Hawks: Smoke manipulation quirk #8 Pro Hero Wisp

I was taking a break on a rooftop While on the phone with Hawks. He was back in his office. there wasn't much to the conversation outside our normal barter and flirting. I was in the middle of a comeback to him when movement and noise caught my attention.

"Babe? Are you there?"

"Yeah just a second." I got up and looked around. A quick flash of two figures on the ground caught my eye. One I recognized immediately. "Shit it's Stain."

"Stain!? Be careful! You could seriously..." I got a clear look at the other figure.

"And Ingenium's younger brother. That one from UA. Shit! I got to go!"

"Y/N!" I hung up and leapt from the building. I jumped and swung from fire escapes and ledges until I made it to the ground. I ran after them and found them with the younger on the ground.

"Stain!" The tall man turned toward me. There was an underlying fear of what this man could do. "Leave the boy alone."

"He is parading around, saying he is a hero. But he is not. I must put a stop to false heroes." He said plainly. "A true hero wouldn't be out for vengeance."

"He is a young man in a very emotional state after his brother was nearly killed. By you! I would be out for vengeance too if a person I loved was in a similar state. He's not a false hero, just a hurt child." Stain stored at me for a moment then lifted his sword.

"Then you must be stopped too." He charged at me. Before his sword could touch me, I turned to smoke. He skidded to a stop after passing right through me.

"I won't let you hurt him or anyone else." I set out a smoke screen and led him away. I sent out a few explosive smoke bombs before a green flash distracted me.

"Got you!" Pain exploded down my back.

"Wisp!" I fell to my knees, gasping. My eyes rolled back as I fell forward. The world was blurred out by the roar that took over in my ears. I opened my eyes in time to see ice fly by me before I lost all sense of time.

"Wisp-san!"

"Y/N!"

"It's my fault. I distracted her."

"Calm down kid. It's alright." I heard people talking but couldn't tell who was who. I felt warm hands moving me. "Come on, Y/N. Stay with us, with me, baby."

"Keigo..." I whimpered. I felt a kiss on the back of my head.

"I'm right here. You're safe." I felt the brush of feathers on my fingers. I latched onto them. "That's it. Hold onto me."

I blacked out after that. I woke up later to a dimly lit hospital room. The first thing I noticed was the bright red wing draped over me and that I was clutching it for dear life. I followed the wing to a dazed Keigo looking out the window.

"Kei." I relaxed my hand and threaded it through his feathers. I saw him shiver before looking at me. "Hi."

"Heyo." He said softly. He took my hand and kissed it. "Are you in any pain?"

"No actually."

"Good. They came and gave you some pain meds a little bit ago. So I wanted to make sure." He rubbed circles into my hand.

"The kid?"

"Kids actually. All three are fine. A little beaten up, but fine." He said. "Iida, Todoroki, and Midoriya. All from 1-A."

"Why am I not surprised?" I chuckled.

"You've been credited with helping take down the Hero Killer. The four of you are the talk of the town." He said playfully. His smile dropped though. "You really scared me, Lovebird. I'm glad you weren't hurt more than you were."

"I'm sorry Kei." I cupped his face. "You know I couldn't just stand by though. Even if it was the Hero Killer."

"I know and I'm so proud." He poked my nose."I'm just happy I was on the phone when you saw them. Hell, Eraserhead was happy to know you were there with his students too."

"I'm glad too but please tell me someone ripped those kids a new one for being idiots." He laughed out loud.

"Oh yeah. Eraser had a few choice words."

"Okay." I smiled before closing my eyes. I relaxed again while running my fingers through his feathers.

"Get some rast, baby." He kissed my head before nuzzling into my neck. "Everything is fine now." He tightened his wing around me. I signed in contentment as I drifted off to the sound of his breathing and the distant sound of three boys muttering.

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[aizawasgoodgirl]

Headcanon of gang orca and whoever you like with an s/o who wakes them up with kisses

Oooo I haven’t written Gang Orca in awhile! I hope you don’t mind I added some other Pro-Heros to the mix ^^ But just for you Gang Orca First. This will be a SFW version for now :3.

Hit me up if you want more Headcannons!

Minors do not interact.

Gang Orca

You’re going to have to kiss him A LOT. This hero is a deep sleeper.

When you do finally wake him up get ready for cutesy talk. This man will use every pet name in his vocabulary. You are his love, his dearest, his Pearl.

Heres the thing, each morning you wake him up like this be prepared to stay in bed at least 30 more minutes. He will return your kisses ten fold.

When he is finally done peppering you with kisses he’ll pull you to the shower with them. Of course this is a huge shower, I’m talking about one of those comically large showers with two shower heads.

This hero is not going to keep his hands off you. Literally he just wants to be able to touch you, whether it's holding your hand, hugging you from behind, washing your back, any physical contact.

Eventually you would get to start your day, but Gang Orca makes you a promise that there will be much more kissing, among other things, when you get home.

Aizawa

He would ignore you at first, hoping you would stop so he could go back to sleep.

Obviously as you get more persistent you get a soft growl of, “Kitten.”

When he has finally reached his break point Shota, will grab you around the waist pull you to him and cuddle you and allow him to sleep longer.

Of course as you settle he would give you a gentle kiss on the back of your shoulder and hug you tighter. After all you are his favorite cuddle partner.

Eventually you would be forced to get up by your cats calling for breakfast. Aizawa would release you with promises to be right behind you.

He wont be and you know this. After feeding the cats you sneak back in and find a softly snoring Shota. You crawl on top of him and continue your rampage of kisses.

It takes much convincing and promises of naps, but you finally get him out of bed.

All Might

He is instantly awake from your first kiss and gives you the biggest cheesiest grin, a grin you fell in love with.

He will hug you to him give you a big kiss on the forehead and then start the day.

The two of you always start with a light jog, that soon turns into a walk.

When you get home a shower is necessary and All Might always makes you laugh by using the soap bubbles to give himself a beard or a mohawk.

Coffee is required and after a quick swig, you both are out the door to your respective jobs.

Fat Gum

Kisses and tickles are necessary to wake this Pro-Hero up. Most of yours days together start in laughter.

Tickle fights are a must, but its all in good fun and you almost always win and end up on top. Literally.

Taishiro definitely takes his time to appreciate you in the morning, gently holding your face in between his hands and admiring every feature as if to memorize it.

As he gets ready, you start to cook breakfast. Taishiro really likes when you make Imagawayaki. A fried pastry that you had perfected from your families restaurant, you especially loved to fill it with Red bean paste.

You leave a plate on the table as you go to get ready, You suit up to head out. While you hear Fat Gum singing your praises from the other room with a full mouth.

“You are amazing!”, “You sweet dumpling.”, “I could die from this flavor.”

When you both head out a swift kiss and a hug are all thats needed. Taishiro always ask you what's for dinner and you always reply, “Its a surprise.”

[sabababa]

They get hit by a quirk that makes them live their greatest fear headcanons

Izuku Midoriya, Katsuki Bakugou, Mirio Togata, Shota Aizawa x GenderNeutral!Reader

Warnings: Angst (Fluff ending), cursing, mentions of cheating, mentions of death, vague mentions of PTSD (Bakugou)

Part 2: Hawks

Izuku Midoriya

He’s a nuisance to you

Izuku was running out of the dorms to get to class, but on his way there he bumped into another student

Izuku saw the world go dark, but to the student he froze for a moment with a glazed look in his eyes

The kid mumbled to himself, “oh shit,” and ran off, realizing what he’d done

Izuku’s sight came back, but the world seemed to be stuck in an eternal night

He looked around confused since he thought it was morning, but when he looked in front of him again, you were there with your back turned

“(Y/n)? When did you get here?” He reached a hand out to grab your attention

But when his palm touched your shoulder you recoiled from his touch and walked forward a couple steps, fists at your sides

“Y/n?” He squeaked out, worried that he upset you

“Just shut up!” You spun around with a look of annoyance on your face

“W-what-”

“You’re so goddamn annoying!” You yelled at him

“I-I-” Izuku wanted to defend himself, but he was in such a state of shock from your outburst

“You talk too much, you mumble all the time, you obsess over All Might like he’s some god!” You started to rant as you took threatening steps towards him

He stumbled back when you got close to him, tears welling up in his eyes as you got dangerously close to his face

“And the crying! You’re such a cry baby! It’s so weak- you’re so weak!”

That was all it took as the tears fell down his face as he sobbed from your cruel words

“That’s right! Cry! Because that’s all you know how to do!” You yelled down at him as he fell to the ground on his knees

He was hunched over, sobbing out apologizes, and begging you to stop

“Tch, you’re not even worth it, I don’t wanna date a loser like you.” You crouched and glared down at him

“N-no, please! I-I’ll be better! I-I’ll change!” He wailed and begged as he looked into your cold gaze

“Izuku,” you growled out and placed your hands on his shoulders

You shook him as he continued to cry

“Izuku!” 

He closed his eyes at the hateful tone in your voice and bawled. “S-stop! I-I-I’m sorry!” He held his face in his hands

“Izuku!” Your tone changed drastically. It was filled with care and worry

His head jerked up at the change and noticed how bright it was, it was morning again

He brought his tearful gaze to look at you and the expression on your face was different

Your brows were knitted in worry and your eyes were glossy as tears brimmed at the edges from seeing him cry

“Izuku, what happened?” You brought your hands up to his cheeks to wipe away the tears

He hiccuped, still fearful that this was all some trick so you could yell at him again “I-I’m sorry!” he wailed as he tried to pry away from your touch

“Why are you sorry? You haven’t done anything!” You fretted

Izuku’s eyes held confusion in them as he stared at you. “W-what?”

“I came out here and saw you crying on the ground,” You explained

He could feel how different this was and could see how genuinely worried you looked

Izuku sniffled as he rested his hands over yours, finally finding some peace. “I-it was dark and you were there-” he hiccuped once, “a-and you were saying these things about m-me and-and-and-” he cut himself off as he sobbed again at the memory

You brought him in for a tight hug as he cried into your shirt while you rubbed his back soothingly

“Whatever it was, it wasn’t real, and that wasn’t me,” you confirmed and gave him a squeeze

He eventually stopped crying and pulled away to wipe his messy face

Then, he explained in full detail of what happened and got choked up whenever he repeated the awful words you said

You stared at him in worry of why he would have a hallucination like that, did he really think that you would think that of him?

“Do you remember anything before that?” You asked gently as you placed a hand on his shoulder to steady him

“I-I ran into another student,” he explained, “that’s when it started,”

“Maybe it was some type of fear quirk?” You guessed

“M-maybe...” He sniffled one last time before getting up and then offered a hand to help you up

When you both stood, you pulled him in another tight hug and he returned it this time, squeezing you tight

“I’ve never thought those things of you, Izu,” his heart warmed at the nickname. “I love how passionate you are when you speak, I think it’s adorable when you mumble to yourself, and I admire how much you look up to All Might!” You replaced the terrible phrases fake you said with kinder ones, all the while you placed kisses all over his face which brought a smile to it

“I love you, Izu, don’t you ever doubt that.” You ended with a kiss on his lips

Katsuki Bakugou

You stop loving him

Katsuki was heading back to his dorm when some extra bumped into him

His vision went black before he barked at the kid

“Hey, watch it, extra-” He turned to glare at the kid, but saw he wasn’t there, instead it was night which confused the hell out of him

He knew it was late, but didn’t expect it to be dark already

He quickly made his way into the dorm, fearing it was another villain attack

When he walked in he didn’t see anyone lounging in the common room like usual

It was also eerily quiet, which only worsened his fear, but of course he didn’t let it show

He took one last quizzical look around before trudging up the stairs to his room

He sighed as he closed the door, happy to be in a relatively safe area

He made his way to the bathroom to ready himself for bed and when he walked back out he saw you sitting on his bed

“When’d you get in, dumbass?” He said in a normal tone

“We need to talk,” was all you said, your gaze directed to your hands that sat in your lap

“About what?” He chided as he walked over to his closet to change, thinking that whatever it was it wasn’t worth getting upset about

“I’m breaking up with you.”

Katsuki froze as his eyes widened 

He watched as you lifted your head to look at him

Your expression was neutral, it held no remorse or sorrow for the words you said

It felt like a golf ball was stuck in his throat as he stared at you, but he managed to growl out, “what the hell do you mean you’re breaking up with me?”

“I don’t wanna be with you anymore.”

“Why the hell not?!” He raised his voice, getting angry now at your lack of explanation. “If you’re gonna break it off, you at least owe me a damn reason!”

“I don’t owe you anything.” You sneered, the first look of emotion you gave him tonight

His aura was threatening as he walked over to tower over you

“You’re not going anywhere until you tell me why.” He growled lowly, intimidating you, but you look unphased, you just scowled at him

You stood up, making him take a few steps back as you glared at him. “You can’t make me do shit.”

You turned from him to walk out, but he wrapped his arms around your torso and trapped your arms in the embrace as well

“Let me go!” You yelled as you kicked your legs

“NOT UNTIL YOU TELL ME WHY, DUMBASS!” He yelled back

He couldn’t believe you were acting this way, he didn’t believe anything you said. Were you putting up an act because someone threatened you? Did the villains threaten your life and his if you didn’t cut yourself off from him?

“BECAUSE I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE!” 

Katsuki felt a harsh pull on his heart and released you as he fell back onto his rear

You didn’t love him?

You turned on your heels and glared down at him. “I hate you!” You dug the nail in harder. “I hate how you yell! I hate how the only emotion you know is anger! I hate everything about you!”

His lip quivered at hearing those words. He knew he was rougher than most, but you always reassured him that you knew him well enough to see past it

“Y-you don’t mean that,” he tried to sound like he believed those words, but from the way his voice wavered proved otherwise

“I do.” You crossed your arms as you continued to glare down at him. “It’s like you don’t even love me and I‘m tired of it!” You turned away and grabbed the door handle, turning it to open

“NO!” He reached his hand out before roughly slamming his forehead on the ground in a bow. “I’ll change! I promise! I’ll be a better boyfriend!” He begged as tears welled in his eyes. “I’ll stop yelling! I’ll make you food everyday! I’ll start holding your hand on the way to class! I’ll kiss you more! Just please don’t leave me!” He wailed as the tears flowed down his face and onto the floor

“Suki?” You said quietly

He jerked his head up at hearing his nickname, making him hopeful that you believed the promises he made

He noticed your confused expression and mirrored it as he took in how different his surroundings looked

The room had an orange hue to it now and was no longer dark, he turned his head to look out the balcony and saw that the sun was starting to set

He jerked his head back around at feeling your hands against his face, wiping away his tears

“Suki, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?” You said worriedly, having never seen him cry before

He just stared at you with a stunned expression before more tears fell as he remembered his vows

“Please don’t leave me!” He begged as he gripped your shoulders tight

“Why would I leave you? Did you kill someone? I can help you hide the body,” You jested to ease the tension as you kept wiping away his tears

But his lip still quivered as he stared at you with pleading eyes. The air felt different now, it felt like something changed and he gingerly placed his hands on your cheeks

“Do you still love me?” His voice cracked

You stared at him with concern before giving him a firm look. “Of course I love you, I never stopped!”

He let out a sigh of relief and pulled you into his lap for a tight hug

He surmised in his head that everything he saw was fake and the (Y/n) in front of him was the real you

His heart slowed down and he felt calm finally as he let out another sigh

“So, what was that about?” You asked, tilting your head up at him

“I’ll tell you later, I just wanna hold you right now,” he pressed his cheek against the top of your head and gave you a firm squeeze

A few moments of silence went by before you spoke again

“Will you really make me food everyday?” You teased

“Tch,” he scoffed at your question, but remained in the same position, only holding you tighter. “Of course I will, dumbass.”

Mirio Togata

He couldn’t save you

Mirio had a smile on his face as he walked down the hallway to meet you at your class

But as he turned a corner, someone bumped into him

He froze for a second as his mind went blank before finally speaking

“Oops, sorry, I should watch where I’m going,” he laughed, but then realized no one was there

And then looked around more to see all the students had disappeared

The lights were out too, so the setting was dark and creepy to him

His first thought was to go check on you to see if you were safe, but felt himself be held back

He turned his head around to find the culprit and saw Overhaul gripping his arm

Mirio’s blood ran cold at seeing the villain was loose

He threw a punch at him and he fell back onto the floor

Mirio took this chance to run before being stopped again by another Overhaul in front of him, his hands pushed against his chest to stop him from continuing forward

Mirio pushed him back and he fell to the floor too like the other

He turned around to take a different direction to your class before he saw your body laying in the middle of the hallway

With blood around it

You were facing away from him, so he couldn’t see your face, but he noticed you weren’t breathing

His heartrate sped up at the possibility of you being dead and as he took a single step forward, Overhaul morphed from a shadow to hover over your form

Mirio didn’t know how he was doing all this, but all he could think about was saving you

He ran at the villain as he shouted. “You bastard!” 

He punched him once again and he flew across the hall lying on the floor like the other one

Mirio knelt beside your form and gingerly picked you up

Tears welled in his eyes as he saw how lifeless your eyes were, a trail of blood left your lips

Your body was cold against his warm hands and he hated it

He wasn’t thinking rationally as he held you close to warm you back up

“Y/n...” He croaked out, the tears falling down his face now

“Y-you can’t be dead.” His shoulders shook as he held your head against his neck. “You can’t be dead!” He shouted

His eyes closed as he cried into your neck while he squished your body against him

“I failed,” he sobbed. “I couldn’t save you.” 

“Mirio...” he heard your voice speak against his ear

“(Y/n)!” He gasped in shock and opened his eyes

He quickly noticed how your body disappeared and it was bright again

Mirio looked up and saw you crouched in front of him with your hands on his shoulders, a concerned look on your face. “Miri, are you okay?”

He let out a broken sob as he wrapped his arms around your neck and pulled you into him. “You’re alive!” He wailed

“Of course, I am, it was just some quirk, none of it was real!” You explained and hugged him back

Mirio looked around the hallway, trying to find the multiple Overhauls, but instead saw students circling around him, they had scared looks on their faces and he noticed a student being helped up from the ground with blood coming out of his nose. Another student had a bruise forming on his face

“D-did I do that?” He stuttered out as he pulled back to look at you

“I just got here, but from what everyone’s telling me, yeah,” You answered

“Oh,” he looked down. “Sorry.”

“Hey, don’t apologize, it was some weird fear quirk, you were just seeing things,” You pulled away from him to help him up. “Let’s just go back to your dorm, we can cuddle and talk about it if you want,”

You wrapped an arm around his and rested your other hand against his forearm, leaning into him reassuringly

He sniffled one last time and smiled. “Yeah, I’d like that,” he leaned over and kissed you deeply

Shota Aizawa

You’re cheating on him

Aizawa struggled with the door knob as he jammed the keys inside, wanting to just fall onto your lap and sleep

He had bumped into someone on his way home and the mood around him shifted

Everything felt darker than usual, especially with it already being night

He pushed open the door finally and stumbled when his foot caught on something

It was a boot

Not one of his

And not one of yours

He looked closer and saw a similar boot nearby and then noticed clothes strewn across the floor that led to the bedroom

He recognized a few items as yours, but the other stuff didn’t look like anything you’d wear, they looked too big for you

Aizawa felt a heavy pit in the bottom of his stomach, he felt sick as he thought more on the extra clothes

It clicked in his head that you were cheating on him

He felt rage as he slammed the door shut, the noise surely woke you and your side piece

He stomped his way to your bedroom and swung the door open

He only saw you lying in bed, but more clothes were every where, and none of them were his

A pain surged through his heart seeing these foreign clothes

“Shota?” He heard your voice from your shared bed

Your head rose and you gave him a tired look

The anger he felt washed away once he saw you. No matter how angry he got he could never be mad at you

“Why’d you do it?” His hair covered his eyes

“What?” You said groggily, still trying to process waking up

“Am I not enough?” He asked

“What’re you talking about?” You sat up more more as you stared at him, the blanket fell slightly, and he saw that you weren’t wearing a top

His lip twitched in annoyance. “Could you not act like I don’t see the clothes everywhere?”

“Can’t believe the dumbass left his clothes,” you chided, mostly to yourself as you tried to keep the blanket up to cover your top half

Okay, now it really hurt that you acknowledged it

His hands balled into fists at his sides as he glared at the floor

“Why?” he walked closer to you

“You’re never here,” You answered and scowled at the wall in front of you as you leaned against the headboard, crossing your arms

Now that he was closer, he saw the hickies that littered your neck and collarbone

Another pain flashed in his heart at seeing someone else had marked you

“You knew what my schedule was like before we dated,” he gritted his teeth. “You said you didn’t care, as long as I came home to you.”

“Yeah, well, I changed my mind, I have a right to do that,” You grumbled back, still not looking at him

“So, you don’t want to be with me anymore?” He finally asked

“I don’t want to be with you anymore.” You confirmed

Aizawa fell to his knees in defeat

Tears welled up in his eyes as he stared blankly at the floor

“I’m sorry,” his voice cracked slightly

“Shota?” You questioned in a light and airy tone, a tone you used often with him to put him at ease

He lifted his head to look at you and saw you standing above him

You were wearing pajamas, the love bites on your neck were gone, and you had a look of concern on your face

He felt the air change again, he could breath easier now, he noticed, and seeing you in clothes and unmarked brought some hope to him that you were still his

He also noticed that all the clothes disappeared, the floor was clean

“Shota?” You spoke again and sat in front of him, holding his hands. “Can you hear me?”

He stared at you confused. “Of course I can hear you,”

You let out a sigh of relief and tackled him in a hug, causing both of you to fall over

“I was so worried! I kept talking to you, but it’s like you were having some one-sided conversation!” You hugged him tight and pressed your face into his neck

“So none of that happened?” He said aloud

What happened? What did you see?” You raised your head to look down at him

“I thought you were cheating on me,” he said and brushed his hand near your neck. “You had hickies all over you.”

“I would never cheat on you!” You shook him slightly as you were insulted at the thought

“I know, I know,” he put his hand over yours to reassure you. “I know you wouldn’t, I just have doubts about myself sometimes and I feel like you have them too.”

“Never!” You shook your head and pressed a kiss to his lips to which he gladly returned. “I love you, Shota, and I don’t care about your schedule,” you wrapped your arms around him again, “just keep coming home to me.” 

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Has no one said deku and his dad toshinori for the ask game yet 😞

Midoriya Izuku

favorite thing about them: his sheer fucking drive, man. this boy decides what he wants to accomplish and just accomplishes it. that’s fucking insane. thinking about Dagobah beach blows my mind every time.

least favorite thing about them: holy FUCK dude please learn how to care for your own mental health. there is more to health than physical. PLEASE learn this buddy.

favorite line: “Up till now, I’ve come across all types. They’ve refused to back down... so fighting was the only way to stop them. But... I never understood what made them turn out that way. If I had, maybe things would’ve worked out differently. Or, who knows? Maybe I still would’ve had to fight them anyway. Shigaraki killed so many people. He’s hurt people near and dear to me. And yet!! One For All is a power meant for saving, not killing. All Might taught me that.” from chapter 305.

brOTP: Midoriya & Uraraka

OTP: Midoriya/Bakugou, which if you follow me you already knew <3

nOTP: Midoriya/Chisaki. saw some overdeku art on pinterest today. why. what the fuck.

random headcanon: he was the ER kid as a tiny baby as well... breaking his bones in high school is just the upgraded version of needing stitches because he crashed his bike at age six. and needing stitches because he fell out of a tree at age eight. and needing a boot because he sprained his ankle trying to hop a fence “like a cool hero, mom!” at age ten. Problem Child <3

unpopular opinion: All Might telling him he couldn’t be a hero would NOT have made him turn to the villain’s side. I reread that scene before I started writing my fic, and not only does All Might outline all his reasons for saying “no” before he actually says no, but the horror on Izuku’s face says that he got the message. once he’s down from the building we even get a scene with introspection where Izuku resolves himself to living a normal life, and we all know how strong the boy’s resolve is! He deadass probably would have wound up as CEO of some company.

song i associate with them: Zero by Imagine Dragons

favorite picture of them:

Yagi Toshinori (All Might)

favorite thing about them: he said "hey the world needs someone to provide hope" and then just went and BECAME that someone. not only is this an INCREDIBLE feat, it's just really admirable that he looked at the shit circumstances around him, and instead of (just) getting depressed about it, he decided he could fix it. he came up with an impossible, fairytale solution, and then just... made it come true. that's fucking ridiculous.

least favorite thing about them: Toshi I am begging you. please learn some self care. please I'm begging. Toshi. Toshi. this isn't what ur mom would have wanted.

favorite line: “So even now, I’m fighting to live! You changed my outlook!! I’m still alive! I’ll use this very hand... to shape my own fate!!” from chapter 131.

brOTP: Yagi & Aizawa. I think their friendship is nice and also Horikoshi's commentary on it is fucking hilarious.

OTP: NONE, jokes on you! I believe in AROMANTIC ALL MIGHT!!!

nOTP: Yagi/Aizawa. I've seen some cute art but. HOOO BOY the AGE GAP no THANK you SIRS.

random headcanon: he was ALWAYS the tallest kid in class. he drank lots of milk but the Tall was always just genetics. his grade school friends were jealous.

unpopular opinion: he may not be the best teacher but he is trying his best! the man literally is depressed and also has never taught before. he has no model to go off of other than Gran Torino who’s teaching method starts and ends at violence! in comparison to that All Might is actually very good!

song i associate with them: Get Along by Kenny Chesney

favorite picture of them:

peak Dork Dad energy like, sir.

this ask was SO HARD to pic ONE fav line and pic for each of them! I just love them too much! But these are what I settled on for now <3

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[bunnyywritings]

bubbly s/o opens up about trauma pt. 1

bakugou katsuki & shouto todoroki x gn!reader

word count: 1.8k

requested by anon: Katsu, Sho, Izu, and Eiji headcanons to their bubbly, and sweet crush, and close friend, opening up to them about being abused by their parents growing up? They've gotten therapy and are living with their Grandparents but sometimes they get upset when someone brings up parents or asks about the scars from abuse. They tell them they shared this with them because they refused to lie to them. They hug him close, thanking him for being a good friend. -Morp

[a/n: i hope you don’t mind that I’m doing it in parts anon! i ended up doing scenarios for each one, i'm a bit rusty so i apologize if this isn't very well done. you can read part 2 [ here ] ,thank you for requesting sweet heart! here you go! - yours truly, bunny -`ღ´- ]

TW: mentions of parental abuse & scars, nothing explicit but implied

To an extent, he always knew. Maybe not the specifics, but whenever you were alone and thought no one was paying any attention, you’d let your guard down. The metaphorical sparkle in your eyes would dim, your shoulders would slump as if you were taking a break. Then someone would approach and in the blink of an eye, the sparkle was back and the familiar grin on your lips was present once again. Despite what others may think, Bakugou was a good friend.

He worried about you. A lot.

That may be due to the fact that he has a huge crush on you, but it was unlikely. He values your friendship so much. He’d rather have you as a friend than anything else, really. That was mainly his insecurity talking though. He just thought he wasn’t good enough for you. No one was, really. But that’s besides the point.

He had never explicitly said anything about his feelings for you but he didn’t need to. It was quite clear through his actions. Well...clear to everyone but you, that is. Even Aizawa had caught on. And he couldn’t care less about his students’ love lives. He’s had his fill of teenage angst and drama.

During training, he’d always make sure your water bottle was full or during lunch he’d keep an eye out and make sure you were eating. Sometimes he’d even give you extra pieces of meat from his plate, or if he had veggies he knows you like, he’d wordlessly place them into your rice bowl.

Now this wasn’t one sided at all. You also had your ways of looking out for him.

If you were doing a convenience store run with Sero and you saw the particular snack that Bakugou likes, you’d instantly grab a few. For his birthday, you had gotten him custom earplugs for quirk training. It had been after you and him were paired to spar against each other, he always insisted on not holding back against you out of respect, and you had experienced one of his full blown attacks head-on. Your ears were ringing for about half an hour before you could somewhat hear again, and even then, everything was a bit muffled.

Needless to say, you were worried about his hearing

He scoffed and rolled his eyes when he unwrapped the box. Scolding you for wasting money on something he had no use for.

He always uses them though. Especially when he’s doing stamina training, and it’s explosion after explosion.

Anyways. He notices your strange behavior, one day. You stopped trying to keep up the façade and you were sort of gloomy all day. He was absolutely pissed that no one had noticed the change, and he’d yell at them later for it, but he kept his cool and waited until he could be alone with you.

It had been around 8pm, just an hour before his bedtime, when he made some tea for the both of you and carried it up to your dorm room. He paused in front of your door, looking down at both his hands, a mug in each one, then looking at the door handle. Realizing he won't be able to physically open the door by himself, he awkwardly bumped the door with his elbow.

“Hey idiot, it’s me. Open the door.” He grumbled quietly, frowning when you hadn’t responded. Before he could repeat himself a little more aggressively, the muffled sound of your sniffling made his stomach drop. Panic rising throughout his body as he made up worst case scenarios in his head.

“(Y/n), seriously. Is everything okay?” All attempts to sound calm failed as his voice betrayed him, trembling the slightest bit.

On the other side of the door, you started to panic. Furiously wiping any evidence of tears or snot from your face before you slumped over to the door, turning the lock and tugging it open to reveal a frowning Bakugou. He wasn’t upset, he was worried. It was evident in his red irises.

“Here. Drink it before it gets cold.” He handed you a mug before walking past you and into your room. He admired the decor everytime he was in there, no matter how many times he had seen it already, it never failed to make his heart warm. You had a wall full of pictures of yourself with your friends. There were a few solo photos of your friends as well. Most were candid shots, there were a fair few of him.

It always reminded him that beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder. You cherished those candid photos because in your eyes, when your friends were carefree and themselves, no poses, no facade, that’s when they were their most beautiful.

He took a seat on your bed and patted the space beside him. Nudging the door shut, you made your way over and got comfortable.

“What’s up with you today? You seemed...not yourself.”

You didn’t respond, opting to take a sip of your tea. He knew there was something up and he wasn’t gonna push you. So he leaned back and got comfortable, waiting until you were ready. It was a solid three minutes of silence before you took a deep breath.

“I-I don’t want to lie to you, Katsuki. It just wouldn’t be fair so uhh, yeah. Here goes.” He could tell that this was overwhelming for you so, wordlessly, he put down his mug and held his hand out to you and you grasped it, like it was a lifeline.

And you told him.

You told him about the abuse from your own parents. He felt his blood boil as you showed him a few scars inflicted by your parents’ quirks. You explained that it was the anniversary of the day you ran away and went to live with your grandparents, and how you had been seeing a therapist on the regular since then.

It pained him to see you struggle through the tears, hiccuping a few times as you attempted to catch your breath. You didn’t even have to say it but he could see it, it was an all too familiar feeling to him. He tugged you to him, letting go of your hand and pulling you into his chest, his arms wrapping you up in a warmth that made the stinging tears return.

“You know, this doesn’t make me think less of you. You’re not weak. Those bastards don’t realize how bad they screwed up. You’re strong, and they’re gonna regret every goddamn choice they’ve made when they see how far you’ll go.”

“Thank you.” You whimpered as you gave in to the new wave of tears, hooking your arms around his shoulders. “Thank you…”

If anyone asks, no...he wasn’t crying. (He was though.)

If anyone was familiar with the signs of abuse, it was him. 

It hurt him so much knowing that you had gone through what he did, maybe not to the same extreme but you had experienced it nonetheless. 

He admired you though. Despite whatever happened to you, you were always bright. Always in a good mood and always choosing to see the good in people. He knows that he didn’t have the strength to do that. Maybe eventually, but not so soon. He had never wanted to pry. You guys were friends, practically best friends and he trusted that you’d tell him when you were ready. 

To his knowledge, no one knew. No one mentioned the way you’d flinch around sudden movements or when someone raised their voice. Honestly, it was a wonder that you had even befriended Iida. He was the epitome of loud and sudden. Always waving his arms around at the randomest times and always shouting to chastise someone for breaking a rule. 

He noticed that you tended to cover up your torso often. Never really wearing anything more revealing than a normal t-shirt. Even on the class trip to the beach, you insisted on staying covered up. No one questioned it, chalking it up to insecurity. Even during training when everyone had to wear their gym uniform, while others undid the top part and wrapped it around their waist, being clad in a tank top or sports bra, you had always kept it on. Even when it was extremely hot. More often than not, he found himself resting his palm against your forehead to cool you off. 

It hadn’t been very hot, but Aizawa decided to run everyone ragged with combat training, so everyone was partnered up. Todoroki had been partnered with Denki and you had been paired up with Eijirou.

As he sat with his classmates, watching the two of you spar, he was quite impressed. Not that he doubted your skill but both fighting styles were drastically different. Eijirou and his quirk relied on close combat while your quirk worked best with long-range. He could see the frustration on your face when Eijirou kept charging towards you and engaging in hand to hand.

As the fight went on, Kirishima had hardened his forearm and hand, kinda like a makeshift blade and as he took you down, he had accidentally cut the top of your gym uniform. As the dust settled and the both of you got up, the tear in your clothes allowed the whole class to see your back and shoulders, skin littered with scars. All were different in size, color, severity, etc. 

Everyone was stunned silent, not having expected anything like this. 

“(Y/n)...what happened?” You could feel the breeze on your back and the pity in Kirishima’s eyes made you angry.

Everyone suddenly snapped into realization. Various questions of; ‘who did that to you?’, ‘where did those come from?’ and whatnot were shot at you from different directions. He could see you slowly being overwhelmed by everything. His heart dropped as he made eye contact with you, your eyes tired and filled with tears. 

“That’s ENOUGH!” Everyone froze and looked at Todoroki with wide eyes, his voice booming.

Sensing the tension starting to rise, Aizawa sighed. 

“Alright everyone settle down. Training is over, get back to class. (Y/n). A word.” 

Reluctantly, Todoroki followed the boys into the locker room and changed into his school uniform.  When everyone was out and he returned outside to the training grounds, you and Aizawa weren’t there so he had gone back to the locker rooms. He knocked and called out to you. 

“Can I come in?” He heard a meek ‘yeah.’ So he carefully made his way inside. 

There you were, dressed in your school uniform and sat on a bench with your face buried in your hands, shoulders shaking. 

“(Y/n)...” He gently placed a hand on your shoulder, he winced when you looked up at him. IIt ached him to see your beautiful eyes tainted by tears. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you sooner Sho…” Your bottom lip quivered. 

“Please, don’t apologize.” He opened his arms. You stood up and basically collapsed into them, clutching onto the back of his blazer. “Just always remember that I may understand more than anyone else will. I’ll never judge you, you know that right?” 

“I know…It’s just, ugh-” You pulled away and wiped the tears from your face. “I don’t want anyone to change how they look at me because of what my parents did to me and when everyone saw, and they were asking all of their questions, their eyes...they were just full of pity.” 

“Then look into mine.”

And when you did, you didn’t see pity. 

You saw admiration. You saw belonging. Love. Understanding. 

“Nothing will ever change with me, (Y/n).” He pressed his forehead against yours, “I will always be here for you.”