#Hizashi

[needtoloveoutloud]

Chapter 32 is now online on AO3!

Essays on Sexism, Perms on Attitudes, and Puppets on Fire

Shota immorally approves minor violence between his students, the girls talk about love and romance, and Bakugo sees his life flash before his eyes. Or: Training camp begins. Also, petition to get Todoroki some soba. Stat.

Jump straight to chapter 32 >> here <<.

The prequel can be found >> here <<.

The SPPF series, including the One-Shot, is >> here <<.

Meanwhile, I'm at home, sipping on sparkling wine because the SPPF series now officially hit 500k+ published words.

🤍✨HALF A FUCKING MILLION!✨🤍

I'm emotional

Shadows Of Our Past, Present, and (possible) Future — Series

My Hero Academia — Female!OC Fan Fiction on AO3

Part One (Completed — 93k words):

The one where Shota Aizawa stumbles upon a back alley full of stray cats and ends up adopting a child

“Fine, then a cat? We both know how much you love those little furry…things.” At this, Shota paused the game and turned to the pushy blonde next to him. “I actually have considered that.” “And?” “And: also, no. It makes no sense.” Hizashi looked almost scandalized. “Makes no sense?” “I made a pro and contra list.” “Of course you did.”

When underground hero Shota Aizawa, twenty-two years old, is out on patrol one Friday evening, he doesn't expect that a single meow from a cat would lead him to find a homeless girl called Yoru. From then on, Yoru and Shota grow up together, make mistakes together, and try to overcome every obstacle life throws at them.

>> Read on AO3 <<

Part Two (Ongoing, regular updates — growing long fic — 409k words so far — READ PART 1 FIRST, PLEASE AND THANK YOU):

The one where Yoru Aizawa tries to navigate through life at U.A.

Two days after her fifteenth birthday, Yoru decides to drop the bomb on him. “I want to go to U.A.” “You want to go to U.A.” Her Dad puts the book he's been reading down on the glass balcony table.  “Yes, I want to go to U.A.” She slumps down on the outdoor couch next to him, grabbing the discarded book. “What are you reading?” ‘A Book of Five Rings by Miyamoto Musashi — The classic guide to strategy ’. She raises an eyebrow. “Reading that for fun, huh?” “Why do you want to go to U.A.? You never cared much about heroes. Besides Edgeshot, that is.” Yoru smirks up at him. “What, jealous?” “As if.” “You know, even if they sold Eraserhead posters, I wouldn’t hang them up. It would be super weird.” “Good to know where your loyalties lie.” He rolls his eyes. ���Back to the topic at hand, why do you want to go to U.A.? Because Shinso wants to go?” “No.” Pause. “Okay, that may be part of it. But I’m serious. I’ve been thinking about it for a while now, and I really want to go.” “That might be so, but you still neglected to tell me why you want to attend there.” Yoru plays with her hair, noting how it’s time for another hair cut when she finds some splint ends. “I wanna be a hero.” Her Dad blinks. “A hero?” “Yes. Well, I want to help people and do some good with that shitty quirk of mine.”

When Yoru tells her Dad that she wants to attend U.A., she expects it to be a difficult path. She didn't expect all the awkwardness, blossoming friendships, confusing feelings, and near-death experiences, though.

>> Read on AO3 <<

Please heed the warnings/tags (TWs in the author's notes of chapters where they apply to).

Also: because someone asked this before - you can read it as a reader insert if you want. I don't mind at all. Feel free to imagine yourself as part of the story. Just know that Yoru (the OC) will have descriptions of her visual appearance.

This story is a mix of:

Slice of life

Hurt/Comfort

Angst/Fluff

Humor

Dadzawa

SLOW BURN Romance — Enemies to Lovers (Bakugo x Yoru)

SLOW BURN Romance — EraserMic (but it's a subtle slow burn)

Growing up, coming of age (hopefully lol)

Teenage awkwardness

Mixed media (pictures, music, chat screenshots (later on in Part 2), etc. — chat screenshots will always have the written text below, to make it accessible for visually impaired folks or people who use screen readers)

and more...

Author: NoBecksPleaseNo on AO3

Please don't copy or plagiarize the work, the character, the premise, etc. Also, no cross-posting anywhere, please and thank you.

Disclaimer: Yoru's image is AI generated and then edited/adjusted by the author. The other character images in the header are from Pinterest (besides the one of Present Mic/Midnight, that one's from the light novels) — unfortunately without a source. If you're the artist, and you're not okay with me using them, please message me and I will remove them. If you're the artist and are okay with me using them, please tell me, so I can credit you.

Besides the OC characters, I don't own any already existing characters from the My Hero Academia Universe — that honor belongs to Kohei Horikoshi.

[moodyvoid]

All Might: “How are the two of you managing to stay so young?”

Aizawa: “Perhaps it’s genetics?”

Yamada: “Must be our workout routines!”

Aizawa: “You don’t even participate half the time…”

Yamada: “Well, it definitely isn’t from your sleep schedule.”

Eri, who’s been secretly rewinding both of them so they’ll live longer.

[jellyviscious]

A nice Present Mic costume redesign. Look a lotta inspo from techwear and masked DJs

[mymhameme]

The late hour show is not for young listeners. Mic has slut tendencies and he is not shy about it.

[rosemarysquirk]

T.G.I.F

|| cw: breeding kink, shameless smut LMAO fem reader implied but hey, omegaverse this if you please ||

|| wc: 516 ||

oh he is on you like a man possessed.

you don't even remember how it came up, but the next thing you knew, Hizashi was holding both of your shoulders and looking at you with big, sparkling eyes, even peeking up from behind those glasses of his which looked like they were about to fall off his face.

the only appropriate way to describe the way he had you laid out was a mating press, which was fitting with all the lewd words spilling out of his mouth. getting this man to spill his actually guts was a difficult task, one usually only Shouta or Nemuri could pull off..

though, you had managed it with one little idea. children.

Hizashi loved the idea of having kids of his own, more importantly, the sight of his lovely partner nice and pregnant. all plump and round with the little ball of joy growing inside of them.. and he wasn't afraid to let you know now that it was on the table. "God, you are just gonna look so damn sexy," he would whine into your ear, he was always so damn whiny. his arms would hook up under your knees, pressing your thighs tight against your chest while he slid his arms under you to hold onto your shoulders, leaving you at his complete mercy. how he could just fold you like a damn pretzel was beyond you, but you had other things to worry about.

"You're just gonna look so sexy with stretch marks baby, all swollen with my kids,, 'nd fuck your hips are gonna get so much wider.. can't wait for you to start lactating either- don't know how much I'll be willin' to share.."

only his voice, the wet suction between your two, sweat covered bodies, and the muffled playback of the music he was broadcasting filled the studio. "I can't wait to have a couple of kids running around.. can't wait, gods I can't wait. 'm gonna make sure you're nice and full, 'kay?" he would press his face into the side of your neck, his grin only growing wider as he repeatedly drilled his hips into yours, right on top of his sound panels. "Nice 'nd full, gotta keep you nice and full of me, baby.. gonna keep you pregnant 's long as I can.."

and really any voice you had left, only being able to let out high pitched whines and bubbly little noises from your throat, drool sliding down your chin as he quite literally fucked you silly. this man does not know slow, tender lovemaking, but then again, nothing about him is slow or tender.

he was probably on his third orgasm, and you had lost count, especially since every he pumped you full. he just wouldn't take a minute to stop and would immediately fuck any of his cum right back out of you, just to give you the excuse, ".. 's terrible to let it all go to waste like that.. gotta fill you up again."

needless to say, you were in for a longer friday night than you expected.

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|| banner credit: @/cafekitsune ||

|| AHHH HAIII i'm not dead i was just going thru life lmao anyway this is for tam hi tam i hope you enjoy || || P.S my reqs are ALWAYS open bbgs ||

[specialagentlokitty]

Present mic x reader - I love you, I love you

You were sitting on your couch, rubbing a hand up and down your sternum as you tried to easy the dull pain that you were feeling.

You were so focused on the TV that at first you didn’t notice your phone was ringing.

Brining a hand up to your mouth, you coughed slightly, and you looked at the petals in your hand, taking a shaky breath.

This time you saw your phone ringing and you answered, sticking it on speaker as you stared at the petals.

“Hey Hizashi.”

“Yo! Yo! What’re you doing right now?!”

You set the petals down on your coffee table.

“I’m just at home, how come?”

You could hear voices on the other end and the sound of music, he was definitely at least a little tipsy at this point.

“Come to the bar yo!

You sighed.

“Sorry Hizashi, I’m not feeling well right now but have fun.”

With that you hung up, and you noticed a few other messages coming through.

Midnight: are you not coming out this week?

Aizawa: I’ll tell him to stop calling you until he’s sober again. Do you need anything?

You reply back to both of them and turn your phone off, coughing up a few more petals.

You knew how this went, you knew how bad this was going to get if you didn’t do anything about it now, but you couldn’t bring yourself to do anything.

You felt ashamed about having this disease, you felt ashamed about what it meant that you had suddenly developed it.

You knew your options, everybody knew the options, you either die to the disease, you have it removed along with your feelings, or you confess and pray those feelings are returned.

You didn’t know what to do, and as the weeks went on it slowly started to get worse and worse to the point when you were sat in the teachers lounge at UA you had a white knuckle grip on your shirt to try and ease the pain in your chest.

You didn’t look up as the door was opened, but you did when you heard his voice.

“(Y/N)?”

You glance to Hizashi before glancing away from him.

“Hey…” he said quietly.

It wasn’t like him to be so soft, so gentle when talking, so you furrowed your brows a little bit.

You smile a little bit at him, and turn back to your work, and he sat in a chair next to your desk with a frown on his face.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“Nothing, I’m alright ‘zashi.”

He narrowed his eyes a little bit, clearly not believing you.

“You’re not alright don’t lie to me.”

You sighed a little, setting your papers aside as you looked up to him, offering him a small smile.

“It’s complicated that’s all, but I’m really fine I swear.”

He leant forward a little narrowing his eyes at you.

“No.”

He sighed, leaning back in his chair as he crossed his arms.

“You’ve never hidden anything from me, why’re you hiding this?”

“Look ‘Zashi, I said I’m alright, really. Okay? You don’t have to worry I promise.”

You stood up, pulling your jacket in and walked over him, placing your hand on top of his head as you walked past him.

“Come on! I know somethings wrong and you know I’m not gonna stop until you tell me!” He called back.

“I know!”

You left, and made your way back to your apartment, finally able to let out the series of coughs that you had been holding back all day.

It was worse than you thought as you sat on your couch, staring at the petals that just seemed to keep falling, the pain in your lungs getting even worse.

After a while there was a knock on your apartment door, and you shoved the petals under the couch to open it.

“Oh, hey Aizawa, what’s up?”

The other pro hero narrowed his eyes a little at you and held a single petal up in his hand.

“I know you have it.”

You grabbed him back his capture scarf and pulled him inside and slammed the door shut.

“Don’t be showing it around dumbass!” You hissed.

Aizawa glared a little bit at you.

“You know how dangerous it is hiding this (Y/N)!” He hissed.

“I know!”

Aizawa crossed his arms as he stared at you with a slightly cold expression on his face.

“Confess to them.”

“No.”

“Then get the surgery.”

“No…”

“Well those are your only two options! Be lucky I haven’t told anybody else yet because right now Hizashi is going mental because he thinks he’s pissed you off!”

You went quiet for a moment feeling a little guilty you made your best friend feel that away.

“He does…?”

“Yes! So either you go tell him what’s going on and let him help you or I will.”

You panicked a little bit, grabbing your brother by his arm.

“You can’t!”

Aizawa narrowed his eyes a little at you, then they widened slightly in realisation.

“You love him, don’t you?”

You lowered your head a little bit as you nodded, staring at the ground while tears burned your eyes, and that painful feeling in your chest came back.

You tried to hold the coughing back, but you still coughed slightly, petals falling into your palm.

“I can’t tell him…”

Aizawa sighed, resting your head in his chest.

“(Y/N) you have too, please? Or get the surgery, because I’ll be dammed if I stand aside and watch you die because of this stupid disease.

You sniffled a little bit, gaze fixated on the flowers at your feet.

“Please just tell him okay?”

“I..I can’t…”

Aizawa walked over and sat you down on the couch, wiping a few of your tears away.

He left the room for a few moments before coming back with a glass of water, handing it to you and he sat on the table in front of you.

“Why can’t you tell Hizashi you love him?”

“Because I know he doesn’t love me back…” you whisper.

Aizawa sighed softly, placing his hand on top of your head.

“You won’t know that until you tell him how you feel…”

You shook your head and Aizawa sighed heavily, he knew how stubborn you were, and when you were scared of being hurt you would do anything to refuse to acknowledge what’s hurting you.

You had a heart of gold, and that was your downfall, it always had been.

“Just get some rest alright? We’ll figure this out I promise.”

You sniffled a little and laid down on the couch, letting him cover yoh up with a blanket and he began to clean the petals all over your floor.

As much as you didn’t want to rest, your body had other plans, because if you were asleep it didn’t have to respond to the intense pain in your chest.

You soon fell asleep, and when you did Aizawa pulled his phone out of his pocket and left the room.

You didn’t notice the opening or closing of your front door, or that you had been moved from the couch into bed to sleep.

When you woke up, your chest felt worse and you slowly sat up while trying to take deep breaths.

“Aizawa…?” You called.

You could hear footsteps coming down the hall, and the door was opened and Hizahsi stood there instead with a glass of water in his hand as he walked over to pass it to you.

“He left a few hours ago.”

His tone wasn’t loud or cheerful like usual, it was soft, and slightly sad.

You nodded, sipping at the water in the glass, trying to resist the urge to cough but you couldn’t, and you coughed a few petals and some blood into your palm.

You tried to hide it but Hizashi was quick, he took your hand in his, carefully removing the petals and wiping the blood with a tissue.

He stayed quiet as he took the glass of water from you and set it down on the nightstand.

He look at you, and carefully took your face between his hands, running his thumbs along your cheeks.

“I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.” He whispered.

Your eyes widened a little, hand still covering your mouth to fight back some coughs, and he placed a hand over yours, the other still cradling your face.

“I’ll say it as many times as I have to. I love you.”

He kept whispering it over and over again, moving his forehead to rest on yours with his eyes closed, still whispering, and you closed your eyes as well.

After some agonisingly slow minutes, and him constantly repeating that he loved you, you felt the pain in your chest starting to ease up a little bit.

You slowly moved your hand from your mouth.

“I love you..” you whispered.

This made him give his signature grin, and he quickly leant down to catch you in a gentle but passionate kiss which lasted a few minutes before he pulled away.

He crawled over you, laying down at your side and rested your head on his chest.

“I love you so much… I’ll be right here…”

You nodded again falling back to sleep.

It would take a few days for the disease to get out of your system, but it wasn’t growing anymore, and as long as he stayed by you, you knew everything was going to be alright

[siriuslywounded]

Aizawa?

no.

Kawaii-zawa.

[rustyhuh]

👀🔥

[imgoingtoburyyoureyes]

I love pintrest

[skazkalight]

[dorky-stars]

Deviating from my original posts rq to post some MHA.

I used a base by Mellon_Soup on TikTok/Patreon because I'm trying to learn poses and anatomy 🩷🖤

[frickingnerd]

spending time with present mic

pairing: hizashi yamada / present mic x gn!reader

tags: wholesome fluff, established relationship

hizashi seems like the type of guy who gets along with everyone and who has no problems making friends with others

therefore you'd assume he'd have no trouble having fun with new people or just enjoy the time with his friends

however, ever since hizashi started dating you, he can't help but feel bored whenever you aren't around

sure, talking to other people is nice, but most of the times he'd rather spend time with you than some people he just met

he even starts to ask you to come along with him to all the events and meetings he has to go, knowing everything is more fun with you around

he even refuses to make plans for those big pro hero galas unless you promise to come with him! 

he used to be fine there by himself, knowing his friends were always there as well, but now he wants to share all those memories with you and keep you by his side whenever he can!

[mflanart]

day 6 - present mic 🔆

[jellyviscious]

[mymhameme]

Are you really friends/lovers if you don't call each other ugly every once in a while?

[call-me-chips]

How about a simple headcanon question, aizawa Headcanons for my hero academia aizawa

My Aizawa headcanon:

Since adopting Eri, he started watching Bluey with her in their down time. He grew to love the show and now thoroughly enjoys it arguably more than Eri does. But he'll never tell anyone this. The only people who know that he likes Bluey are Hizashi, Shinsou, and Eri