#Eraserdad

[solitude147]

Family Cuddle❤️

[harumichan12]

Shinso is Aizawa son change my mind!

[ael-draw]

Wolfzawa Fantasy AU!!!!! 🐺🗡️

OKAY I'M IN LOVE WITH THAT ONE- (I hope it's your case too 👉👈)

Here is the time laps :

[pls, do not repost this on other platform ;;]

[chyarui]

you thought i was DONE giving shinsou everything he deserves??? you fools, you couldn’t be more wrong

anyways, two dads is better than one, present mic and eraserhead are married, and shinsou grew up happy. i will rewrite canon for this child.

[angryrantsofdomesticity]

Mic & Aizawa take Eri Horse back riding:

Mic: Look at the 3 of us! 2 cowboys & our lil' cowgirl! Ridin' along into the sunset!

Mic: I'ma take a video! Everyone say 'YEE-HAW'!

Aizawa: I am NOT saying that!

Eri: I'm havin' a good time! Y'HAW Y'HAW!

Aizawa:...*suppressing tears* YEEEEEHAWWW!

[nothoughtsjustmhaandotherthings]

I have this headcanon for my MHA fic that every World Adoption Day, Mic sends Katherine a very sweet text from him and Aizawa that they are so glad she was brought into their lives, every day with her is a joy, she’s the best thing that ever happened to them, lots of sappy stuff like that.

And every year, without fail, Katherine texts back: I’m adopted???

[bnha-more-like-bnh-gay]

I fully believe that Aizawa has stormed into the teachers lounge muttering obscenities and everyone in the room immediately just goes, “oh fuck, what happened with Midoriya now?!”

Students in other classes have a game. Whenever within proximity of Aizawa, they start talking about the problem child himself and see how many times Aizawa’s eye twitches. It’s even better if he interjects himself into the conversation. The first time it happened, no one expected it. A group of third years were just hanging out when they see Aizawa.

Ah, the perfect time. He’d just come out of training with the hell class.

They start talking about midoriya’s little. Solo mission that he had decided to take a while ago.

Literally all it takes.

Aizawa is there in an instant talking about hoe reckless that kid is and how he’s going to get, not only himself killed, but how Aizawa himself is going to pass out from the stress of having to care for his problem child.

It’s terrifying

It’s the most emotion any of the students had ever seen coming from Eraserhead, the infamous asshole of UA.

The most surprising part? Aizawa is also talking about how proud he is of that dumbass and how he’s already a great hero, just wait until he graduates

Mina gets a video of it, because of course she does, and shows it to izuku later. We already know that he cries.

GUYS, HE’S NOT USED TO ANYONE, LET ALONE AN ADULT (aside from his mom), SHOWING THAT THEY CARE ABOUT HIM

[quirkless-accident]

A Push Down Memory Lane

Was going through the drafts when I found this prompt so have fun ig Lots of angst

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Danny groans as he wakes up, noting the massive headache he's got. He slowly sits up, dimly aware of the friends he's with. Everywhere around him is pitch black, but he cans till see his friends and teacher perfectly fine.

"Where are we?" Iida asks.

"I was in the snack aisle when we got hit by whatever the fuck took us here," Danny answers with a shrug. Because apparently they couldn't even do a simply grocery run anymore.

"Is everyone here?" Aizawa asks them, doing a quick headcount. It had just been Danny, Iida, Todoroki, and Midoriya who had been tasked with grocery shopping this week, with Aizawa as their escort.

"What's that?" Midoriya asks. They all turn to him, and see that he's pointing off in the distance. They follow his gaze.

A long ways away is a small, square pinprick of light, and as the more they look at it, the closer it gets.

"What is that?" Todoroki asks as he gets to his feet. He gives Danny a hand, and they both crouch down into battle stances as the light gets closer.

And...Maybe it's Danny's headache, or maybe it's whatever weird world they're in, but Danny can tell as the light gets closer that it's just...Static. There's nothing there. It seems harmless, but Danny doesn't let his guard down.

When it gets close enough to them, larger than any one of them and thrice as wide, it stops. The static cuts out, and a stage appears.

"I bet you're asking yourselves where you are and what this all is," a voice off camera, for lack of a better phrase, tells them. "Why, you've been kidnapped! And the only way out is for you all to relive your worst memories! A bit gruesome, I know, but nothing says "break them up" without some deep, dark secrets coming into play, am I right? Anyway, sit back, relax, and have an awful time!"

The screen cuts to black, and a moment later, it's lit up with white lights and the all too familiar monotonous beeping of a heart monitor.

It's from the person's point of view, so they can't see who it is, but it doesn't take much to figure it out when the camera pans over to the figure lying in the hospital bed.

Tensei Iida lies in the bed, beat up and unconscious. He's got several lacerations that are hidden behind bandages, and several wires coming from miscellaneous parts of his body, all hooked up to one machine or another. Even unconscious he looks like he's in the worst pain imaginable.

"Brother," Iida whispers, unable to take his eyes off of the screen. "This was the day-the day after the sports festival. What he looked like after surgery. We found out that he would never walk again. Never be a hero again."

Danny gently places a comforting hand on his friend's shoulder. He remembers the aftermath of this particular event, as he had been there when they all fought Stain together. But this, the catalyst, was definitely worse than any wound Danny and his friends had suffered that night.

"I've always looked up to him," Iida tells them all with a shaky breath. "And I...I have a lot to live up to, carrying his name with me. It's a bit daunting, if I'm being honest."

"I can't even imagine," Danny tells him. "Fuck, we're all gonna need therapy after this."

"You're already in therapy," Aizawa tells him.

"Don't rub it in, please," Danny begs. Before Aizawa can respond, the screen cuts to black, and the stage comes back. Still, there's nobody there. Just a voice outside of the frame.

"Awe, poor little Iida brothers. How's it feel, knowing you'll never live up to the Ingenium name? How's it feel, knowing that you would have gladly murdered the Hero Killer for what he did to your brother? Not without lack of trying, though. Answer this: if your friends hadn't come to your aid, would you have done it? Chew on that while we move onto the next!"

The screen fades to black, and then to a bathroom mirror.

Todoroki is just a child, here. His eye is freshly bandaged, and the tears coming from his right side keep freezing.

He scowls at himself, before jumping off the stool, tucking ti away before he leaves. The hallway he's going down is long, or at least seems like that. he's stopped by his father, who, even at home has to flaunt his power with his flaming facial hair.

"Moronic woman," he hisses. "To hurt you at such an important time."

"Where did Mama go?" Young Shoto asks, not refusing to look up at his father.

"Huh? Oh, she hurt my masterpiece so I put her in a hospital to keep you safe."

"That was your fault," Shoto says, trembling with anger as he finally glares up at his father. "You're the one who made her hurt me."

Endeavour's face glares down at them, his gaze full of nothing but disdain before the screen cuts to black and back to the empty stage.

"It certainly show's how bad Endeavor must be as a father," the villain says. "Your mother pours scalding hot tea over your face and you blame him? I mean, he's terrible. I would too. But oh, poor baby Todoroki finding out he can't ever cry to his mommy for help ever again. How tough it must have been, growing up without her comfort."

Todoroki is shaking, being held in a tight hug by Midoriya, who's glaring up at the screen.

"Oh, fuck me," Danny says under his breath. Because he knows, he knows what his worst memory is. It also just so happens to be his biggest secret.

The screen changes again, from black to a blue, cloudy sky. Next to Danny, Aizawa tenses up, but then minutely relaxes when he realizes it's not his memory. It's Midoriya's.

All Might is there, in civilian clothes. He and Midoriya are on a roof, and All Might is walking away from him.

"I...I need to know," Midoriya says with shaky conviction, "Is it possible to become a hero even if I don't have a quirk?"

"What? Of course it is," Aizawa says, looking over to Midoriya. "But you-you have a quirk I don't understand. When was this?"

"I'm a normal kid without any powers," past Midoriya says, stopping All Might in his tracks. "Could I ever hope to be someone like you?"

"without a quirk?" All Might asks, looking over his shoulder at Midoriya.

They watch as All might doubles over in pain, smoke coming from his body. They watch as he turns into his smaller form, coughing up blood. They watch as he shows Midoriya the wound on his stomach, talking about the fear behind his smile and the pressures of being a hero.

"Pro heroes are always having to risk their lives," All might says. "Some villains just can't be beaten without powers. So can you be a hero?

"Not without a quirk."

Danny can't help the shout of anger directed at the screen as it cuts to an explosion off in the distance shortly after All Might leaves. He doesn't register the fact that Midoriya is similar to him. he can't process it, not properly when they're stuck here anyway.

"He crushed your dreams before leaving you on a rooftop?" Aizawa asks Midoriya, a terrifying calm quality to his voice. "When was this?"

"About ten months before the entrance exam," Midoriya answers quietly, not looking anybody in the eye.

"Oh, but in the end you did a quirk, didn't you?" The villain says. None of them noticed the screen change. "Hiding all of those scary unheroic emotions behind that fragile smile of yours. Do your peers know about your bullies? Your quirkless status up until All Might took pity on you? Well, lucky for you you're not the only one in this kind of situation. But I'm saving the best for last."

The screen opens up to another blue, cloudy day. Aizawa's capture scarf is tightening around a villain, five times the size of their teacher.

"Oboro!" Their teacher cries out, looing around the rubble. His arm is bleeding, but he doesn't have any more of his capture scarf to use to bind the wound. "Oboro, I did it! You were right, I did it!"

Aizawa looks around, but it's nothing but rubble. He stumbles, tripping over debris, before coming across a broken gourd.

"O...Oboro?"

The process after that is hard to watch. Aizawa is insisting that Oboro is alive, that he heard him cheering Aizawa on as he fought his first major villain.

He watches as they dig Oboro's body out of the rubble. A younger Present Mic is there too, and the cloudy day has turned into a full downpour but neither seem to notice.

The last thing they see before the screen goes away is Oboro's bloody body being zipped into a body bag.

"Holy shit," Danny says under his breath. He chances a glance at Aizawa, who hasn't torn his eyes away from the screen. His eyes are red, and Danny just knows that it's not from his quirk. His breaths are shaky, and it's unnerving for them all to see their stoic teacher so thrown off.

"How's it feel to know you're a failure?" The villain taunts. "That's why you became a teacher, isn't it? You haven't lost a kid yet, sure, but you know deep down that you will. In fact, you've come pretty close with this fresh batch of first years several times! I can't wait to see the look on your face when one of them finally kicks it before their debut! Anyway, on to the grand finale!"

The screen changes, and even though Danny knew it was coming, his blood still runs cold.

"Oh god, oh fuck," Danny says, unable to stop the shaking in his hands.

"Here, put this on," Sam says, handing him a white hazmat suit.

"I know basic lab safety, Sam," Past Danny says.

"Not street safety, though," Tucker cuts in, earning himself an elbow from Sam.

"Do not blame Danny for those quirkist dickfucks," Sam snarls. "It's not Danny's fault he's quirkless. And it's not his fault the teacher's don't do anything about it."

"Guys, cut it out," Danny says with a tired sigh. "It's fine. I'm fine. Now, you got the camera ready?"

Sam gives him a thumbs up, and Danny takes in a deep breath before stepping into the portal.

If your parents find out you're totally dead, dude," Tucker says as he snaps a couple of phots on his own phone.

"Well, it's a good thing they won't find out-fuck-!"

Danny remembers it all like it was yesterday. He watches as he trips, and even though it's just his memory playing, he can still feel the press of the button beneath his palm as he catches himself on the wall. He remembers the split second in between catching himself and the ectoplasmic electricity, where he was frozen with fear. The smell of the ozone, the taste of his burning tongue, the smell of his roasting flesh.

His scream here, as he's dying, is the same sound that comes out when he uses his Wail.

The screen goes black for a second before coming to life again, with Sam and Tucker leaning over him. Off to the side, the portal is alive and thrumming with power. Sam shows him his reflection, foreign to him at the time. The white hair and green eyes had scared him. Had terrified him because as much as he didn't want to admit it at the time, he had known exactly what was going to happen in that split second before the lightning struck. In that second he was frozen.

"Did you...Are you...?" Aizawa asks, unable to force himself to ask his full question. But Danny barely registers his voice as the screen goes blank, and back to the stage that finally has someone on it.

"Oh, I knew that one was going to be sweet and juicy! The backstory! The lore! The death! Just the story of a creepy little boy with creepy little powers, unable to fit into the world of the living or the world of the dead. Quite a conundrum indeed. And now that all your friends know, what will you do?"

"Kick your fucking ass!" Midoriya shouts. There are tears streaming down his face, but they're all more taken aback by Midoriya's cursing.

"If you can catch me, that is!"

Without warning, everything around them turns to white. Danny slams his eyes shut, his eyes burning with the sudden onslaught, and he feels that all too familiar jackhammer in his brain. When the light goes back to normal, he opens up his eyes and looks around.

They're on the stage that had been on the screen. It's small and rundown, abandoned. The villain is nowhere to be seen.

They had been grocery shopping before this, but none of them have the appetite or the mental energy to try and go back.

"You...You're like me," Midoriya says, looking to Danny. "Well-not exactly, I guess but...Similar enough..."

"Should have been obvious from the way you used your quirk at the beginning of the year," Danny answers with a shaky breath, trying to shake off the memory of dying.

"Sensei, how old were you when your memory happened?" Todoroki asked in a quiet voice.

Mr. Aizawa lets out a heavy sigh. "Sixteen. We were best friends, and we were doing our work study together. He sacrificed his life saving a bunch of school children. But don't let my memories distract from yours, Todoroki. We will be talking about this, as well as you becoming a ward of U.A. I'm not going to let your ass of a father around you ever again."

"I would...I would appreciate that."

"And you," Aizawa turns to Danny. "We'll be talking about that. not today, but soon."

"Yeah," Danny says with a sigh. "Yeah, okay. Just as long as I get to shove my foot up All Might's ass. Out here giving out haunted quirks to quirkless kids after crushing their dreams."

"What do you mean haunted?" Iida asks.

"Whenever Midoriya uses a lot of power there are some Shades that hang out. Eight of them, if I counted correctly."

"You were right, Danny," Todoroki says, looking between them all. "We are going to need therapy."

And despite everything that's just happened, Danny manages to bark out a laugh. It's short but genuine, and he knocks his shoulder into Todoroki's for the trouble.

It was a rough day, and they've still got to hunt down the villain that did this to them, but at the end of the day, the dude was wrong. He had predicted that these bad memories and whatever secrets they may hold would tear them apart. In fact, it did the opposite.

Danny feels closer to his friends than he ever has, and he has a new perspective as to why Aizawa is such a hardass when it comes to their training and wellbeing. He appreciates it more than words can describe.

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When they get back to the dorm, the pile in Danny's room since he's got the most space. They hang out and watch silly rom-coms until they one by one fall asleep in the early hours of the morning.

And if Aizawa gives them all the day off from school, well, that's nobody's business but theirs.

[inky-fwog]

Vigilante Izuku prompt

Izuku *crying while sat in a alley hunched over*:

Eraserhead*panicking*: Shit kid, are you okay?!

Izuku *moving out of the way, still crying*: They're so cute!!!!

*there are 2 kittens laying on top if each other shivering*

[pika-bitch-iii]

Update: everything goes terribly wrong :)

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Izuku is gone.

Not kidnapped, not with a search and rescue group, not even to a different evacuation center.

He’s left. All Hitoshi has is a stupid note and the vague concern of his classmates.

He has to find him before it’s too late, but once he does…

How do you cope with being left behind?

[solitude147]

Eri's first time seeing fireworks🎆

[incorrect-fanfiction-quotes]

Aizawa, hearing noises from the trash: a raccoon?

Izuku: hiissssss

Aizawa: a child

Dadzawa: a feral, homeless child

[ael-draw]

My offer of the day is an Aizawa!Hauru with little Eri!Marco (and Sophie the sleeping bag) 🤲

I don't know if any of you needed this, but I'm really satisfied with it 💃

I'm thinking about making some merch one day, and that will definitely end in a print ✨

[Pls, do not repost this on other platform ;;]

[i-cant-find-a-damn-name]

Chapters: 50/50 Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Shirakumo Oboro, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shirakumo Oboro & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Class 1-A, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Class 1-A & Midoriya Izuku, Bakugou Katsuki & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi, Eri & Midoriya Izuku Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Shirakumo Oboro, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Bakugou Katsuki, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Shinsou Hitoshi, Eri (My Hero Academia) Additional Tags: Ghost Shirakumo Oboro, Shirakumo Oboro is a Little Shit, Shirakumo Oboro is a Ray of Sunshine, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Cute Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Hug, Anxious Midoriya Izuku, Shirakumo Oboro is a Good Friend, Midoriya Izuku & Shirakumo Oboro Friendship, Midoriya Izuku Sees Ghosts, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is So Done, Protective Shirakumo Oboro, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead is a Good Teacher, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Established Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic is a Good Teacher, Neglectful Midoriya Inko, Dadzawa, Protective Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Parental Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Child Abandonment, Abandoned Midoriya Izuku, Deaf Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Dadmic, Slow Build, Panic Attacks, Anxiety, Soft Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Soft Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Anime Spoilers, Shirakumo Oboro is a Menace Series: Part 1 of A Boy and his Ghost Summary:

Izuku steps towards the other teen, holding his hand out to shake, “I’m Midoriya Izuku by the way. We haven’t officially met yet, right? I don’t remember seeing you at the Entrance Exam?”

The blue-haired boy pauses, studies his hand uncertainly before shrugging. “Shirakumo Oboro,” he introduces in return, hand phasing right through Izuku’s when he goes to return the handshake. Shirakumo doesn’t seem surprised by it, but Izuku whips his hand back when the intense chill climbs up his arm.

or,

Izuku tries to pretend eveything is okay even though his homelife is crumbling around him, there's an insanely powerful Quirk that's not entirely his coursing through his veins, he suddenly knows his childhood hero, All Might, and to top it all off, he seems to have befriend a pastel blue-haired ghost that has way too much insider knowledge on Izuku's new homeroom teacher, and English teacher. He's really just trying to survive Yuuei...

* This fic is now a podfic! Check out the playlist by Hurricanekat98 here!

I love this fic and I highly recommend it if you like dadzawa erasemic and hurt deku!

[ruethenerd]

I just called my Sensei Dad...Shiiiiit- Shinsou Hitoshi, part 2

As everything does, Hizashi has to keep moving. The next morning he gets up, gets dressed, and makes breakfast. He makes sure both him and Shouta are ready to go and at school on time, all the normal things he does. It's in times like this, where Hizashi thanks whatever entity is out there that he has Shouta.

Shouta noticed he was anxious so he put up no resistance when he was woken up, he even helped with breakfast, and made sure their stuff for work was ready and waiting.

~~~~~

Fast forward to now, he's in his element and teaching English with his usual enthusiasm. Coincidently, he has 1C which he knows Shinsou is in. As he goes through his lesson, answering the occasional question, calling on students to answer or read what he's written on the board.

He tried calling on Shinsou at one point but the lilac eyed teen had been so nervous, he hadn't the heart to make it worse and left the boy alone since. Maybe that was a good thing, the voice hero thought, as it gave him a chance to observe his student more closely than before.

As it was, he didn't want to scare the kid off before he could reach out to him. As he puts his focus back on teaching, making sure he seemed as energetic as always he filed Shinsou's behaviour away. Hopefully Hizashi isn't making a mistake wanting to collect more information first before he talks to the purplette.

Maybe he could convince Shouta to let him tag along for Shinsou's training session.

~~~~~

Shinsou was not having a good day. His foster parents did not like that he was barely on time getting home the previous day so he was yelled at and not given dinner, he didn't sleep well, and he still had training with Aizawa that afternoon after school. At least he wasn't muzzled this time.

But like always, he kept pushing through his day. Then he was called on in English but at least Mic-Sensei had enough mercy to only do so once, which was strange but oddly considerate? Shinsou had never had a teacher that treated him with respect, let alone kindness. That last thought was stomped out almost immediately as he walked to Gym Gamma.

Once there, he quickly changed into his gym uniform and put his capture scarf around his neck as he walked out of the locker room. He took a breath and started the usual warm-up routine, going through the motions.

About five minutes later Sensei walked in, a slightly taller blonde man behind- "Mic-Sensei?" Aizawa nodded, fingers steepled together. "I figured it was time you trained with your quirk." Shinsou went to make a noise of protest when surprisingly Yamada stepped in.

"Listener, I don't know what you've been told but it's okay. Your safe here at UA. You are being given permission to use your quirk." Shinsou looked between the two teachers. Yamada had a uncharacteristically serious expression in place, his palms together in front of his face while Aizawa seemed to be assessing the situation. They were being serious, he realized. Well shit.

Shinsou took a breath. "You know what my quirk is and you're okay with me using it. And actively encouraging it." When he saw both teachers nod Shinsou rubbed the back of his neck. The purplette took a second to process what was being asked of him.

"Um, thing is people usually get nervous because of my quirk..." He said, voice quiet and gaze firmly on the ground. Yup, he's fucked it up now. Well-

"Shinsou," Aizawa spoke, something Shinsou couldn't place in his tone, "we aren't nervous or afraid of your quirk." The erasure hero made sure to hold the boy's gaze so Shinsou would know he was being genuine.

Something seemed to click in Shinsou's head because the lilac eyed teen took another breath and squared his shoulders. Shinsou turned to Yamada and asked, "Why'd you take an interest in me? I can understand why Aizawa-Sensei has, but why you?"

The voice hero saw the anxiety, the nervousness in the kid's eyes and body language. Hizashi knew he'd have to choose his next words carefully. Finally the blonde responded, "Some of your behaviour caught my eye and I got concerned. I want all my students to feel safe when in my class and while at UA."

Hoping his words were as carefully chosen as possible, Hizashi waited with bated breath, seeing Shinsou's eyes widen in what he assumed was shock or surprise.

Shinsou was indeed surprised. An adult actually cared? No, Yamada-Sensei had to have an ulterior motive, right? But the green eyed teacher seemed so sincere and maybe Shinsou was won over by Yamada-Sensei's charm or maybe he was foolishly hoping this time would be different, but he allowed himself to believe the blonde man.

"I...can I tell you something?" Shinsou dared to ask. Aizawa and Yamada both nodded, sensing they were at a turning point in the conversation. "Of course Shinsou. You can tell us anything." the raven haired teacher answered.

Shinsou fidgeted for a few moments then the dam just shattered. "I'm in foster care and because of my quirk at best I'm ignored or yelled at. At worst, I'm not fed or if I ask question, or even just speak in general I have to wear a..." Hitoshi trailed off here, scared to say just how bad it actually was.

Hizashi sucked in a sharp breath, seeing where this was heading. "What do you have to wear little listener? By the sounds of it you're, at best, being neglected or at worst, abused." He knelt in front of his student, an earnest expression on the blonde hero's face.

Hitoshi took a shaky breath, his walls crumbling under the care and patience of the two teachers. "I have to wear a muzzle..." It was said so quietly, the boy was whispering. When there was a lack of response, Hitoshi started to retreat into himself but suddenly he felt a warm and firm pressure on his shoulder.

When the sleep deprived teen dared to look, the realization hit him that the gentle pressure was his English teacher's hand on his shoulder. Hitoshi looked Yamada-Sensei in the eyes, only seeing gentleness, sadness, but also concern in those light green irises as his eyes burned with unshed tears.

"Oh kiddo..." For once words seemed to fail the nocturnal ravenette who up until now, had let his husband handle this conversation. Hizashi was, after all, better at the emotion thing.

Hizashi stood up, smiling reassuringly at Hitoshi. "Don't worry listener. We've got you." Hitoshi, feeling a tidal wave of relief didn't pay mind to what he said next as he leaned into Yamada-Sensei's touch. "Thanks Dad..."

Hizashi just smiled as they finally got to training.

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A/n Sorry this took so long! Life kept getting in the way :(