#aizawa scenarios

[mhahaikyuus]

Distance

a/n: thanks to the anon that requested an aizawa fic hope y’all enjoy

Tags: domestic aizawa, husband aizawa x reader, slight angst (very little dw), comfort, fluff, aizawa being in love with you, minor injury, mentions of food, sleeping, cuddling, cute flashback, black reader

Reblogs appreciated

wc: 2.1k

Aizawa was hesitant to open the door to your shared apartment. His eyes burned from a lack of sleep and his stubble was itchy, looking down at his hands he turned the bouquet of flowers he had picked up. He had enough problems as it is teaching class 1-A. Now he was regretting his actions for opening his mouth with unnecessary rudeness to you this morning. You didn’t say anything but he knew what he had done. The blinking back of your tears and shrinking back from his harsh words. You stayed out of his way knowing the stress was building now taking out to every one around him.

Aizawa turned the knob to the apartment opening the door. You were sitting on the floor reorganizing the kitchen. Earbuds in listening to your favorite music distracting yourself. Aizawa put down his work bag, shoes, and bouquet on the table. You were in your own world. Quietly singing to yourself your back facing him. On your hands and knees your shorts riding up giving him the perfect view.

He ran a hand over his stubble with a quiet laugh at your behavior.

“Y/n” He called out behind you making you jump. Unfortunately your head was tucked in the cabinets causing your head to slam on the hard wood. You pulled your earbud out with a small moan in pain holding your bruised skull.

“Hi. I didn’t know you were home.” You said looking up at the tall dark man rubbing your scalp.

“I didn’t mean to scare you.” He said leaning down with a hand to help you up.

“It’s okay you know i’m clumsy.” You said pulling your hand back as you got to your feet.

“I know the kitchen is a mess, i’ll be finished soon.” You swallowed trying to gauge his mood.

He had rough days and you didn’t want to build on the irritation. You two were on completely opposite wave lengths. Aizawa was trying to figure out how to apologize. And you were trying to move from his eyeline. One trying to reach out as one pulled away.

He watched as you put a hand behind your back when usually your hands found comfort in one another. His bigger hand always intertwined in yours.

“It’s okay it’s just the kitchen.” He shrugged. You nodded but turned and quickly tried to pick up the left over casserole dishes scattered on your floor. Expecting him to tiredly lock himself in the office to grade papers or try to get some shut eye in your bedroom. You still hadn’t noticed the bouquet of flowers sitting on the table.

“Can you give me a minute. I can finish the kitchen later.” He said with a soft hand on your wrist.

“Um…okay.” You said nervously following his footsteps to sit you down.

He pulled out the kitchen chair and you sat down

“How was your day?” You asked

“Doesn’t matter,” He replied turning around to grab something and you frowned. Aizawa did not mean it that way, just trying to get the words out before something stopped him. At his clipped words you assumed Shota must have had another stressful day angering him.

He turned around holding the flowers.

“What’s this?”

“Here.” Aizawa said again giving you the flowers.

“It’s not an anniversary…or birthday?” You asked holding them genuinely confused.

“No I wanted to get you flowers just because.”

“Oh…oh! thank you this is really nice.” You gave a small smile lightly kissing him on the cheek in thanks. Your heels raised to barely brush your lips on his stubble.

You sat back in the chair and looked at the flowers. Usually a hug and smothering him with kisses was your response but you assumed it was another bad day and Shota didn’t like being smothered when he was upset.

Shota watched you his face unmoving. Not what he was expecting at all. Wanting the kisses and hugs you were always so readily to give.

“Are you okay?” He asked noticing you couldn’t really look at him. His hand rubbing your arm to comfort.

Your eyes watched his hand wrapped on your arm, before the ground again.

“Fine. Thank you for the flowers you’re very sweet.” You repeated before sliding out of the chair.

Dropping the flowers in a vase, you grabbed your earbuds and went back to work cleaning the kitchen. With Shota stressed and now lashing out at you, your interactions made you nervous. You never really could tell his mood because of his stoic face. You thought it was better to give him space until he was happy again.

Shota watched as you went back to reorganizing but the singing now gone. He went back to the bedroom to change saddened that he hadn’t done enough to fix things. After an hour you finished cleaning and Aizawa was staring at the ceiling. Like most nights sleep evading him when he was by himself.

You came into the bedroom with dinner in your hands for him.

“You didn’t eat dinner Shota.” closing the door behind you.

Aizawa dragged a hand over his face rubbing his dark prickly jaw. “Sorry darling thank you.” He said as you handed him the steaming bowl and climbed in next to him.

Usually you tug his arm to allow you underneath. Snuggling into his side falling asleep together each inch of you pressed against each other. The only way he could fall asleep. Tonight you continued your distance, nothing to complain about. But for someone so used to your clinginess it was hurting his feelings. You spent extra time in the bathroom for your routine hoping he would be asleep but knew better.

Coming back to the dim bedroom to your side. Snuggling into a pillow back towards him waiting for sleep to take you. Aizawa watched you unsure now how to fix things. After about an hour he gently moved to your side careful to not make the bed creak. His large hand wrapped around your waist. Shota’s face dug into your neck smelling your comforting scent. One of the only things in this world that could relax him into sleep. You twitched at his hair tickling you but remained asleep.

Littering your face with kisses from your cheek down to your shoulder, your tank top strap falling down. He reached to your hand pressing kisses down your arm to your ring finger.

A simple gold band he had given you a week before you both eloped. The happiest he had ever been.

On your nightstand was one of the few pictures of that day.

“I know you have a reputation to be grumpy, but can you pleaseee smile for one photo.” You asked on the ride to the courthouse hand wrapped in his as he drove the car. Arms connected over the console.

He sideeyed your pout before trying to focus on the road.

Emphasis on trying.

Shota couldn’t watch the road with you. Your pretty eyes, the makeup only focusing on your natural beauty, and your hair partly covered by the veil pulled back. Pouting at him begging him for one photo. The white dress you wore made you look angelic.

He cleared his throat, kissing your interlocked hands, "Whatever you want baby it’s your day.”

You gasped almost offended, “No, don’t say that its our day. It’s going to be our wedding and our anniversary forever. It’s not my day. Last week when you gave me a ring, that’ll be my special day. Okay?”

He scoffed almost laughing, “Are you sure?”

You knew he wasn’t just asking about which day was yours. Both of knew when you started to ramble like this it was nervousness that could make you freeze. Commitment, marriage it was terrifying to you.

You swallowed and answered honestly to the the only person you never had to lie to,

"Nope! I know I love you and you’re the only one for me… I feel like I’m going to puke but we’re together…right?” You asked before spewing every racing thought on the tip of your tongue. “Actually the question is are you sure? Because I’m messy, way too loud, super emotional, I annoy you constantly and I’m kind of crazy. Are you sure you want me as a wife? Because this is the chance to back out now I would understand.”

He could see how nervous you were your knees unable to stop bouncing.

You didn’t know a lot, but you knew forever lasted a long time and if there was one person to choose to spend it with you would always choose Shota. But doubt creeped in your mind if the feeling was mutual. Cold feet before the ceremony like any other bride.

Shota placed a hand over your knee with a thumb rubbing your skin to reassure.

“No I don’t want to back out. I want you as my beautiful wife exactly as you are. I love you. Calm down, take a breath.” he said and you took a shaky breath your eyes watching each other’s.

Shota blinked and he was back in the dark bedroom. The photo of both of you smiling at each other at your wedding still standing on your cluttered nightstand.

The shiny band on your finger matching the one he wore around his neck. Resting on his bare sternum as he leaned over you. All he wanted was to love on his pretty wife even if he knew he didn’t deserve you.

His leg coming over yours to wrap you in his embrace.

“I love you so much, putting up with me hurting your feelings.” Shota murmured his face buried in your smell.

Your husband’s large body wrapping all over you made you shuffle in your deep sleep. Turning over into his broad chest and snuggling back into him like you’ve done thousand times before.

Your hand coming up to the back of his neck touching his long soft black hair. Opening your eyes, fuzzy from the dark and now in his arms.

Pulling back, your top half trying to lean away but he had his hands and legs wrapped around you.

“You need space.” You mumbled still half asleep trying to turn over to your original position. Pushing your hands out to move you to the edge of the bed. Thinking you were the one that had encroached on him.

Feeling your own hands begin to put up distance Shota tightened his hold on you. “Stay, please.”

You paused trying to process what he was saying. It was the middle of the night so some buffering of your mental faculties was warranted, looking up at him confused, “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”

His face buried in your neck, steadily inhaling your smell to calm himself. You let him take his time still rubbing his nape to comfort him.

“I’ve been an asshole lately.” He said muffled pulling his head from your neck. You hummed trying to fight sleep and listen but it was a difficult task.

“I’m sorry darling.” Shota said watching your half closed eyes and plush lips smooshed into the pillow. You nodded. Being back in his arms was like taking benadryl. Immediately falling back asleep.

“I haven’t been a good partner recently and it’s been hurting you.”

Those words woke you up. Frowning at his sentence pulling yourself from the lull of sleep, “No you’re a good partner it’s just a rough patch. Stress is getting to you.” You mumbled intertwining your legs together bringing your hand down rubbing his scratchy face.

Aizawa rubbed your lower back with a large hand wrapped around you with kisses down your neck.

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay, I already forgave you. I just know when i’m upset i like to be left alone.”

“If the choice is being alone or spending every moment with you. I choose happiness.” Shouta clarified wanting to make clear that you were it for him. He always reassured you even if you did not ask for it, even with a ring snug on your left hand.

“So being alone.” You answered with a laugh and he lightly pinched your waist. Coming around to your hand and kissing your ring. Reminding him that he was yours forever. As long as you would have him he would never choose to be alone again.

“Funny. Didn’t mean to wake you up, go back to sleep it’s late. You get giggly when you’re tired .” He said with his usual dark eyes filled with sleep deprivation and love at your incessant need to annoy him even when he was apologizing. Bringing you in to press a deep kiss on your lips.

“Love you.” He whispered and you nodded

“Love you.”

Shota kissed your head to sooth you back to sleep.

You nodded closing your eyes your two bodies as close as possible back in your habitual position. Soon drooling on his chest wearing his t shirt and tiny sleep shorts and a bonnet over your hair. Just the way he liked it. The only way he could go to sleep, the person he adores sinking in his arms

[iisasxia]

Housewife!Reader who enjoys staying at home and making a messy breakfast with her kid(s)

Housewife!Reader who’s trying her best to pretend she doesn’t see her child hiding behind the sofa when they play hide n’ seek

Housewife!Reader who loves surprising her husband in matching onesies with her and the kids; always getting a soft smile the minute dad/husband walks through the door.

Housewife!Reader who gets pampered behind closed doors because she’s such a good mom and a great wife her husband can’t help but want to satisfy her.

Housewife!Reader who’s put in a mating press as she looks up and gives her husband soft doe eyes.. the same ones that made her a mommy in the first place.

“So- thrust good baby- thrust.” “You’re so pretty, such a pretty mommy.”

He places a hand on your lower tummy causing you to whine at the pressure now emitting from his dick pressing against you harder.

He leans down to kiss your forehead, his hands now holding the back of your calves, you were so fucked out you could barely speak coherent words but you loved it like this. You wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Pussy’s so good… fuck- Wanna give you another one, yeah? One more baby I promise..” he pushes you gently a little further, his tip now directly hitting your sweet spot.

“You can take it for me can’t you doll?”

He leans down to whisper in your ear, his hands letting go of your legs as they fall to his sides and his arms cage you in.. one hand in your hair and the other against the bed.

“I love you, so much.”

He plants soft kisses along your jawline before pulling back a little and smirking against your lips.

“Let me give you that daughter you’ve always wanted.”

and that’s how you ended up pregnant.. again.

|| Katsuki Bakugou, Eijiro Kirishima, Izuku Midoriya, Hawks, Dabi, Shota Aizawa, Mr. Compress, Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, Toji Fushiguro, Kento Nanami, Ino Takuma, Jean Kirstein, Eren Yeager, Hak, others you think fit luv. ||

[ast4tarion]

todays unhinged thought: dry humping. making a boy cum his pants from your grinding alone. Maybe he’s inexperienced or just very sensitive, maybe it’s his first time, but you’ve got that pretty bulge in his pants trapped right up against your hips when you sit in his lap facing him. Maybe it started off as just innocent kissing, but you brushed up against his bulge trying to readjust your position and suddenly he’s grabbing you and pulling you close enough to grind on it. You’re humping messy, no coordination as the two of you desperately stroke and grind and bump against each other. You feel his cock twitching from inside his pants, begging to be jacked off and get some proper release. You’re just teasing him, figuring rubbing fabric will just get him riled up, that’s it. His grasp on your hips gets tighter and tighter and his little whines and moans slip faster and faster into your mouth when you kiss and suddenly he very abruptly stops. He lets out a low whine and his entire face is flushed bright red and it takes you a couple seconds to put together what happened until you see the dark patch forming on the front of his pants. He came a fat sticky load in his boxers from just you grinding on him alone. You coo at him, teasing him as he hides his face in embarrassment. The best part is when you unzip his pants and pull him out of his boxers he’s still rock hard and covered in his own sticky seed, even more sensitive to each and every one of your touches.

[firesmokeandashes]

Mha "could've been canon" quotes/scenarios

Fake Deku: *walks into the common room and over to Katsuki*

Fake Deku: "Hey Bakugou! Want to go spa-"

Half of class 1 a: *suddenly jumps the fake deku*

Fake Deku: "Wait! What are you guys doing! Get off me!"

Ochako: "Cut the bullshit, we know you're not Deku"

Fake Deku: *detransforms into some random villain*

Villain: "But how? I haven't done anything out of the ordinary!"

Todoroki: "Midoriya never calls Bakugou, Bakugou"

Tenya: "In fact we're not entirely sure he knows how to say Bakugo's real name"

Katsuki: Besides, danger sense would have alerted Izuku before everyone jumped you and gotten out of the way. So really you're just stupid"

Jirou: "Wait, sense this guy isn't Deku-"

Momo: "Where's the real one!?"

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Meanwhile at the villain's hideout:

Izuku: "So you see, you can be whatever you want to be, you don't have to be a villain"

Villain 1: *sniffling* "That's so deep man"

Villain 2: *crying* "No one's ever told us that before! Thank you!"

Villain 3: *sobbing uncontrollably* "Thank you so much! Im gonna turn my whole life around now, I promise!"

Villain 4: *sitting in a corner contemplating their life choices and having a mental crisis*

Izuku: *slightly flustered* "There's really no need to thank me! You guys should have been told all this from the beginning!"

All four villains: *thinking* 'And he's humble too!'

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Back at UA:

Aizawa: "So you mean to tell me he's been missing for FIVE HOURS!?"

Katsuki: *frustrated sigh* Yeah"

Aizawa: *insert groan of dissapointed and frustration*

Aizawa's phone: *rings*

Aizawa: "What!?"

Villain 1: "Um, is this Erasurehead?"

Aizawa: "Yes, what do want? I'm in the middle of important business!"

Villain 1: "Well, you see, we have one of your students, Midoriya, and we want to know where we should drop him off at?"

Aizawa: "...."

Aizawa: "What do mean 'drop him off at'"?

Villain 1: Well, he kind of gave us a talk about how we don't need to be villains and now we all feel bad about the stuff we did and want to give him back to you"

Aizawa: *sighs tiredly while dragging his hand down his face*

Aizawa: "Meet me at the abandoned choclate factory over on 15th street"

Villain 1: "Okay! Yeah, we can do that and I just want to say how sorry we are for kidnapping him! We're fully expecting to be arrested when we get there, so don't worry about us putting up a fight"

Aizawa: *sighs tiredly and hangs up*

Katsuki who listened to the whole conversation on speaker phone: "So he did it again?"

Aizawa: "Yup."

Katsuki: "And now you have to call the police and do more paperwork than you want to?"

Aizawa: "Yup."

Katsuki: "Want me to go with you to pick him up or..."

Aizawa: "Yes, lord knows he's gonna need someone to talk to on the way back and I cannot deal with him right now."

Katsuki: "So... what do we do with this guy?"

Katsuki: *jabs finger towards the shapeshifing villain who is tied and gagged with sero's tape snd spewing muffled curses at them*

Aizawa:"Hand him over to campus security and let them take care of him"

Katsuki: *nods and drags the screaming villain out the door with him*

Aizawa: "Im getting too old for this"

●●●●●

Later at the abandoned Chocolate Factory:

Aizawa, Katsuki, and a handful of cops walk into the Factory:

Izuku: *jumping up and down while waving his hand*

Cops: *rush over to arrest the villains*

Izuku: "Sensei! Kacchan!! Over here!"

Katsuki: "We know, idiot! We aren't blind!"

Villain 1 being arrested: *whispering* That's 'Kacchan'? I thought he'd be nicer"

Villains 2-4 also being arrested: *nod in agreement*

Izuku: *bounds over to Aizawa and Katsuki*

Izuku: "Sensei! Kacchan! You're not going to believe the day I've had!"

Izuku: *begins rambling*

Aizawa looks tiredly at Katsuki: "You take care of him, I have a big enough headache as it is"

Katsuki: *nods and turns back to listen to Izuku's rant and scold him for being reckless and getting in trouble again*

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[dead-boys-club]

†  trick or treat! : various.

❥ scenario: dressing up as them for halloween. ❥ no triggers; not rated. ❥ no betas. ❥ not requested. ❥ there is a special, longer hawks scenario at the bottom.

❥ included: ngl, half way through i completely forgot so.. it's a surprise? lol

❥ izuku.

knocking on izuku's door, you adjust your costume with a big grin, waiting almost impatiently. upon opening the door, he freezes and his eyes widen a bit, taking in your green attire and wild hair, styled to match his own.

"trick or treat!" you chirp, holding up a tiny white bucket filled with treats for him.

a blush spreads across his cheeks and he covered his mouth, holding back a laugh. "oh.. you dressed up as me?" he mused, clearly flattered, "that's.. amazing."

you don't get to say too much as he's close, studying the details of your outfit. "i know it's not exactly battle-ready," you chuckle, "but, i think i could handle a villain or two!"

he finally lets out the laugh and takes the bucket from you, lightly pulling you into the room. "you look incredible," he coos, voice full of admiration. "now, we just need to work on the quirk," he teases.

❥ katsuki.

you knock on katsuki's bedroom door and step back, fixing the clips that are attached to your wig and the mock gauntlets you'd spent weeks to create. when he finally opens the door, his eyebrows shoot up, staring at you.

"trick or treat!" you declare, trying not to grin as you strike a post, something like what he would do in the middle of a fight.

he snorts, crossing his arms as he leans against the doorframe. a cocky, proud smile spreads across his lips as he takes in the details. "you think you can handle being dynamight?" he teases, trying not to look too pleased.

you laugh, handing over a small bag of candy you'd picked out just for him. "only if you think you can handle there being a better dynamight."

he rolls his eyes and takes the candy, grabbing your wrist as well to tug you closer. "alright, smartass, don't get too comfortable with my title."

❥ shoto.

you adjust the half red, half white wig before knocking on shoto's door, glancing around as you rock on your heels, swinging a small bag in your free hand. when the door opens, he blinks, momentarily stunned by the sight of you dressed in his iconic look. it takes him a second to fully register it.

"trick or treat," you chime, showing a small smile as you hold on the small bag, nodding towards it.

he smiles, genuinely touched by the gesture, reaching up to trace at the edges of the fake scar you'd so carefully painted on. "you even got the scar," he mumbles, clearly impressed and moved by your dedication.

he can't help but chuckle when you push a peppermint into his palm, accepting it with a warm look to his eyes. "thank you," he says softly, pausing for a moment, "you look.. perfect."

❥ shota.

you knock on shota's office door, playing with the scarf around your neck, your hair messy and dark, an attempt to style it like his. he glances up from his paperwork as you step in, eyebrows raising as he takes in your costume, clearly amused.

"trick or treat!" you say, doing your best to briefly imitate his deadpan expression.

shota chuckles, leaning back in his chair as he studies you. "you went all out, huh?" he says, a hint of pride in his voice. he reaches for the candy bar in your hand when you come closer, examining it before giving you an approving nod.

"looks like you really captured the.. sleep-deprived look perfectly," he says with a light smile. "guess i don't mind you taking my place for the night... just don't fall asleep on the job."

❥ rumi.

knocking on the door to rumi's training room, you shift and adjust the rabbit ears you made, feeling self-conscious. when she opens the door, she grins, arms crossing as she eyes you up and down, taking everything in with an impressed look.

"trick or trick!" you chime, giving her a playful wink as you hold up a small treat bag.

rumi laughs, taking the bag with a tilt of her head. "well, look at you! got the ears and everything," she teases, reaching out to ruffle your hair. "didn't think you had it in you to pull off my look."

you chuckle nervously and glance down at the leotard that matches her own. "not sure if i can match your energy," you say, looking back to her, "but, i'll give it my best shot."

stepping to sling an arm around you, she guides you into the training room with a mischievous glint to her eyes. "you did good, babe. now, let's see if you can keep up with the real thing."

❥ tamaki.

standing outside of tamaki's door, you fix the cloak settled around your shoulders, trying not to knock the tendrils off your fingers, placed their to mimic his quirk. you've done your best to capture his look, from the shy slouch to the hood pulled up, settled just right at your crown. when the door opens, his eyes widen and he stares at you, cheeks turning a deep red.

"trick or treat," you say softly, holding up a small bag of his favorite snacks.

he stammers a bit, looking down at the cloak and back up to you, clearly flustered. "you.. you dressed up.. as me?" he whispered, a shy smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

you nod a few times, handing him the bag. "yep! thought i'd see if i could match your style," you say, doing a small spin for him.

watching, he takes the snacks, fingertips brushing your hand as he still looks at you in awe. "you.. look amazing," he murmurs, barely audible. "i never thought anyone.. would want to be me for halloween." and as he looks at you, there's a quiet gratitude to his gaze, as if you've given him a gift he never knew he needed.

❥ himiko.

knocking on the doorframe of himiko's room, you'd managed to slip through the hideout unseen in your new attire and now bounced excitedly on your heels, adjusting the uniform you'd managed to get your hands on. the door wings open and her eyes go wide, a bright, toothy smile forming immediately.

"trick or treat!" you say, returning her smile and holding up a small container of heart-shaped candies.

himiko lets out a delighted squeal, practically bouncing. "oh my goodness! you're dressed as me!" she claps her hands, looking you up and down with bright, sparkling eyes. "you even got the little scary thingy right! so cute!"

she plucks out a candy heart and grins as she leans close, eyes still shining bright. "you're just like me now! we're practically twins!" she says, pulling you into a hug. "i'm keeping you forever," she whispers playfully, a warmth in her embrace, like she's truly touched by your choice.

❥ dabi.

walking through the hideout, your nose wrinkles as you try not to scratch at one of the mock staples on your face, adorned in a coat as similar as you could find and a wig you spent far too long to style. you find him lounging on one of the couches, resting, and a light grin forms as you clear your throat. he takes a moment to respond, glancing at you before snapping his gaze right back. "trick or treat," you muse, waving a candy bar.

he stares, clearly taken aback for a moment when the realization settles in. getting up, he stretches before making his way over to you, still a bit drowsy. "wow. that's.. that's almost scary," he drawls, circling you once and eyeing your attempt.

you grin up to him, holding up the candy bar. "it's called commitment to the role."

he snickers, inspecting you a bit closer. "gotta say, you look good in it." he takes the candy before tugging you closer, a faint smirk gracing his features. "guess you earned a treat, huh? next time, make it fireproof."

❥ tomura.

it takes a moment for you to actually knock on tomura's door, fixing your hastily styled, messy wig and oversized jacket that matched his look. you step in upon hearing his voice and nudge the door shut behind you. when he glances up, settled at his desk, his eyes narrow a bit in confusion.

"trick or treat," you say, holding out a small bag of sour candy.

he blinks a few times, more or less trying to work out the situation before it clicks, a low chuckle sounding from him. "you.. dressed as me?" he mutters, the ghost of a smile pulling at his lips. "guess i must've rubbed off on you.."

you toss the bag on his desk and shrug, showing a small grin. "thought i'd give it a try," you reply, doing your best to imitate his usual deadpan tone. "i make it look pretty good, huh?"

he rolls his eyes despite considering it pretty thoughtful, enjoying your little show. 'careful, now.. you're starting to look like someone i wouldn't mind keeping around," he says quietly, his own brand of playful, before reaching to tug your sleeve, a weak attempt at pulling you closer.

❥ eijiro.

after knocking on his door, you rock on your heels, fixing the bodysuit you'd added to your outfit, mimicking his signature hero look withy our hair styled into a spikey red mess. his eyes light up with delight when he opens the door.

"trick or treat!' you say with a toothy grin, showing off the arm guards you crafted for the costume.

he lets out a laugh, grinning ear to ear. "wow, you really went all out!' he exclaims, pulling you into a bear hug, even lifting you up a bit. "lookin' good, mini-me!"

you laugh and nudge a candy bar into his hand, his expression brightening even further, clearly touched. "this is awesome," he says, eyes sparkling with admiration. "you're a natural at this! i'd take you on my team any day."

he reaches over, nudging you playfully. "guess i got my treat after all." his voice softens, warmed at your gesture. "thanks for making this halloween so.. special."

❥ kyoka.

you knock on kyoka's dorm, lightly twirling one of the earphone jacks you'd made and attached to mimic her quirk. her mouth is open to speak when she opens the door but quickly closes, staring as she takes in the jacket, headphones, and edgy style that matches her.

"trick or treat," you say with a grin, holding out a small bucket filled with her favorite treats and snacks.

kyoka clears her throat, a blush spreading across her cheeks as she lets out a small, surprised laugh. "you.. dressed up as me?" she gives you a playful shove, a warm smile taking over. "you even got the earphone jacks! that's awesome."

handing her the bucket, you chuckle as she digs through it. "figured i'd try out being a rockstar for a night. pretty cool, right?"

she takes a piece from the bucket, shaking her head. "you look way cooler than me," she says, voice softening. "thanks for.. ya'know, being me for halloween. i kind of.. like it," she admits shyly

❥ momo.

you knock lightly on momo's door, adjusting the red outfit you'd taken the time to sew mimicking her hero look. when she opens the door, her eyes go wide for a moment and she clasps her hands over her mouth, a delighted smile spreading across her face.

"trick or treat!' you say with a little laugh, wanting to coo over her reaction as you hold up a fancy box of chocolates.

momo's eyes sparkle as she takes in every detail of your costume. "oh my goodness! you look.. incredible!" she says, thrilled as she reaches to touch the fabric. "you even got the little details.. you must've worked so hard!"

you smile as she takes the box, shrugging slightly. "only the best for my inspiration," you say, "thought i'd try out elegance for the night."

she returns your smile with a warm one of her own. "you look beautiful," she says softly, stepping aside to invite you in. "thank you for going to so much effort.. it means a lot to me."

❥ toshinori.

you knock on toshinori's door, swaying in your simple attire of a white tshirt and cargo pants, something easy that matched his style. when he opens the door, he takes you in for a moment before chuckling.

"trick or treat!" you say with a bright grin, holding out a small pumpkin bucket filled with his favorite candies.

he laughs, shaking his head, clearly amused. "well, well. you went all out, didn't you?' he says, though despite being amused, he's touched. "didn't think anyone would want to dress as me - at least not the everyday version." he adds with a shy smile.

handing him the bucket, you smile. "just wanted to show off a different side of the hero," you commented, nodding a few times.

he chuckles as he takes the bucket, reaching to affectionately ruffle your hair. "you're too kind," he murmurs, voice full of warmth. "thank you.. really. you brought some light to my day."

❥ mina.

grinning, you adjust the bodysuit and make sure your hair is fluffed up after knocking on the door, trying to capture her fun, energetic style. when she opens the door, she lets out a delighted squeal, clapping her hands with excitement.

"trick or treat!" you say, holding up a little pink halloween bag with treats for her.

"oh my gosh! you look amazing!" she exclaims, bouncing with excitement. "you even got the hair right! look at you!" she pulls you into a tight hug, giggling with pure delight. you laugh softly as you hand her the bag. "i thought i'd channel my inner mina for the night. i hope i did it justice!"

she beams as she takes the bag, practically glowing with excitement and appreciation. "are you kidding?? you're perfect!!" she coos, linking her arm with yours. "now we've got to go show everyone! best halloween ever!" and as she pulls you along, her joy is infectious, making the night even more unforgetable.

❥ keigo.

the sun has just dipped below the horizon, painting the walls of keigo's office with amber light casting through large windows. it's quiet for once, the evening calm settling throughout the building as the remaining staff begins to head home. you take a steadying breath as you settle the frame against the hallway wall and adjust the large wings on your back - crafted with hours of care and attention to match Hawks' iconic look as closely as possible.

you knock on the door, taking another calming breath as you hear the muffled sound of his voice. "come in," he calls, distracted, his attention taken by a mount of reports.

you push the door open, stepping inside and clearing his throat to get his attention. "trick or treat?' you say softly, not wanting to interrupt but still wanting to share at least a little cheer from the day. you do your best to strike a pose, the wings on your back spreading slightly.

it takes him a moment to look up from his desk, eyes widening when he does, taking in the sight of you. for a minute, he's stunned, mouth falling open before a grin forms. "well, look at that," he leans back, arms folding and raising an eyebrow. "didn't think anyone could look this good in my style," he teases, drinking in every detail of the outfit with a warmth to his gaze. "wait, is that.. my jacket?" he muses, head tipping.

"might have taken it from our closet?" you offer a playful smile and set the little gift bag on his desk but his attention is taken away, looking over the handmade feathers and intricate work you put into the wings. "oh, i didn't just dress up," you begin, "i brought you a gift."

you leave the room for a second to carefully pull the large picture frame into the room, shuffling to turn around to show him the front, revealing the perfectly crafted wings you made. the red wings are folded, perfectly centered in the frame, matching his as close as you possibly could. "i.. actually made these wings for you. i thought.. maybe, they could keep you company up here, give you a piece of yourself to stay in your office."

his eyes soften as he stands to cross the room, reaching to carefully touch the edges of the frame, taking in every detail - he's in awe of the near perfect detail to them, so much so, that it causes a brief ache of having lost them. "you made these... for me?" he mumbles, voice barely above a whisper. his fingertips trace the outline of the wings over the frame, gaze filled with gratitude.

"yeah," you say softly, feeling a bit bashful now that he's got such an intense look. "it's so you'll always have something to remind you of who are, wings or not, even on rough days."

keigo chuckles and moves to carefully lean the frame against the wall before pulling you close, hands settled at your lower back to keep you there. "you really know how to spoil a guy, don't you?" he sighs, voice full of warmth. "guess i'm the lucky one with treats tonight."

he presses a soft, lingering kiss to your forehead. "thank you," he whispers, voice filled with sincerity. "i'll hang these up right were i can see them every day."

and as he pulls you close, you can feel the warmth of his gratitude, the unspoken bind between you that nothing could ever replicate.

[yandereforme]

OK, I know I’m more well known for my Batfam stories but I was struck by a thought

Yandere Class 1-A and Yandere Class 1-B with a neglected and oblivious reader

Your quirk isn’t the most outwardly useful and you aren’t a giant fighter, so you tend to get overlooked a lot. (You are also probably the youngest in the class.) You try to make friends with your classmates and try to get your teacher’s praise, but a lot of of the time you feel pushed aside and forgotten. Some of the class seems to treat you like an afterthought while others treat you like you can’t do anything right.

Then, Kendo would find you training in the gym while crying because everyone in class forgot it was your birthday, even though you reminded them several times and they remembered each other‘s birthdays. You are just really sad, but you’re trying to get better because you think if you get better, they will pay attention to you. 

Kendo definitely comforts you and takes you out for ice cream. She swaps numbers and invites you to join Class 1-B on a shopping trip the next day. You integrate into the class pretty easily after that, the only roadblock probably being Monoma, but I feel like he would switch from “You are in Class 1-A and are scum” to “Your class is scum and you should be in 1-B” pretty quickly.(the entire class will see you as a little kid, so you probably aren’t going to be trained that well, but it’s better than being an outsider)

You also are withdrawing yourself from all of your classmates now that you have friends. You don’t do any of the little things that you used to. You aren’t offering homework help or hiding snacks in people’s desks when they are upset. Everyone is noticing the difference, but they can’t figure out what caused the change in the mood.(None of them really noticed you doing these things.)

Then, I think Vlad would approach Aizawa and mention possibly transferring you. Aizawa would definitely brush it off, but when he focuses on your presence, he realizes that you were the one doing all of those good things and that you’ve stopped. His final straw would be when he realizes that you were the one who was leaving coffee on his desk every morning before class and sees you hand Vlad a pastry from the same coffee shop. 

That adds Yan! Aizawa into the ring.

Class 1-A takes a little longer, but I think they would slowly notice overtime in groups of two or three that you weren’t around as much and would see you out with members of class 1-B.

The breaking point is definitely when you submit paperwork to switch classes. This causes a giant uproar that you did not see coming, with both the students and the teachers being at each other’s throats. Nezu eventually makes an agreement that you will stay in 1-A until the end of the next semester and after that, if you still want to transfer, you will go to 1-B.

Your class is taken that as a challenge to change your mind, thus leading to the Cold War between the classes. You are oblivious to this are just happy you have friends, so they are nice to each other’s faces when you are around. Make no mistake, they’re at each other‘s throats the minute you turn away. 

[dira333]

“Get in the car.” One would suspect that Aizawa’s here to kidnap you with the face he’s pulling.

“I didn’t order an Uber.” You joke, holding onto the railing for dear life. The world’s spinning quite fast today.

“Sucks.” He grunts, holding the door open with a pointed look. “Now get in the car.”

“I can totally get home on my own, Aizawa.” You insist.

“And I’ve told you to call me Shouta. Now get in the car.”

“Where did you even get the car?” You eye it carefully. It’s not Hizashi’s Mustang that he spray paints every season - you quite liked the green and purple theme he had going on last time you saw it - and it’s not Nemuri’s sleek black sports car either. 

“I bought it. Now get in.” 

“You bought it?” You ask, now curious enough to take the last few steps away from the stairs. Your walk is wobbly, but that’s expected when your cane is in your bag in favor of holding onto the railing. 

Aizawa’s left arm is outstretched, he’s not gripping you but allowing you to grip him however you need it. Less than a heartbeat later you’re sitting inside and to your surprise, the seat heater is on.

“Warm enough?” Aizawa asks as he slips into the driver’s seat. The car smells nice, not brand new, but like him. You’re familiar with his scent from the few times he draped his jacket over you, sometimes pretending to use you as a coat rack, other times foregoing the pretense and just admitting that you looked cold.

“Since when do you have a car?”

“I bought it last week. I wasn’t sure which one to get, though, so if Hizashi tells you anything stupid, ignore him.”

“Why? What could he tell me?”

Aizawa - Shouta, you remind yourself - scowls as if he hates being asked the question, but he still answers even though he doesn’t have to. He always does that and you’ve caught on ages ago. It’s kinda fun to pretend you’re avoiding questions you’re willingly answering.

“I made him get in and out of various cars. He’s the best actor out of all of us. You should see him pretend like he’s got a bad back.”

You laugh. “It’s nice to look out for your friends. I assume he played All Might?” 

The car stops at a red light. Shouta throws you a look that tells you to stop kidding. 

“Do you see me driving All Might around? Also, next time you’ve got so many blood tests scheduled, call me beforehand. I hate learning about it from Nemuri.”

“Sure, sure.” You say, surprised to see his scowl deepen.

You’re even more surprised when he takes a sudden left.

“Where are we going?”

“Getting groceries for you. You need to eat after losing that much blood.”

He parks the car only a few minutes later, mustering you for a second before he speaks up again.

“Do you want to come inside? I’m not holding you hostage if you insist, but the heating stays on and you could take a nap. I’ll be quick about it.”

“Well, if you’re asking like that…” You cuddle into the warm seat with a smile. “I’m gonna stay behind then.”

“Very well.” He slips out of his jacket and drapes it over you like a blanket - he even tucks you in - before winking at you.

“Snacks are in the glove compartment. I’ve got my phone on me if you need me.”

You only dare to open the compartment when you’re sure he’s disappeared into the store.

You’re not surprised to see your favorite snacks there, even a bag of the cookies you like, the brand you only get on the other side of the city.

There’s a new warmth now, filling you from the insides and bubbling in your heart.

Despite all of Hizashi’s teasing, all of Nemuri’s needling, all the pictures of Eri that are hanging on your walls - little Eri holding hands with you and Shouta - there’s no label for what the two of you are. What you have been growing into.

In a few minutes, he will come out with groceries, fresh produce for vitamins, and meat for strength. He will drive you to your apartment, fuss over you on the way up, and pretend he doesn’t mind that your cat’s still a little cautious about him. He will cook, like he always does, asking you questions the whole way through because he knows you love to cook but rarely have the energy to do it properly. 

And after all of that, the good food, the warmth of his presence, he will lay down next to you - just for a quick nap, he says - and fall asleep with his arms around you.

You might not have a label, not a word for what the two of you are, but maybe you don’t need that anyway.

Most certainly not on a day like this.

@alienaiver

My Kofi if you want to tip me

[lady-ashfade]

Sorrow Flowers

Yan!Class 1A x Reader

╰･ﾟ✧☽ Hanahaki disease is hard in all cases. But when you have a group of people in love with you it becomes a bigger problem, since you must love another…

╰･ﾟ✧☽ warnings: short blurb, hanahaki disease, angst, yandere behavior, blood and kinda gory.

dark circles appear under your eyes rather quickly, and in training you seemed to be weaker then normal. at first they thought you were becoming sick with the flu or over working yourself. the class babied you all of the time and made sure to do what they thought was best.

and slowly you came down with a nasty cough. they were so worried and even took you to Recovery Girl to get better. she couldn’t find anything wrong with you- she didn’t know what to test and look for so you went undiagnosed.

clinging to your throat you fell in training and tried to breath and cough up whatever was coming up. your body was sweating and panicking from the pain and lack of air you had. Aizawa was the first one at your side with the others rushing as well.

“Come on, kid.” his hand slapped the back of your back to try and help you breathe. iida was already on his way to get recovery girl. your class mates look in horror, some of them already crying and screaming for you.

blood…

blood splatter onto the floor from your lips and something rolled along with it. you gasped for air as the some blood dripped from down your chin. tears rolled down your eyes. everyone looked down to the thing on the ground, something was blocking your pipes. and what they saw was nothing they thought they had to worry about. a black flower covered in blood, some clots too.

you had hanahaki disease.

the disease for unrequited loved. you loved someone else that wasn’t them. since every one of them was obsessed over you, worship the ground you walked on, wanted nothing more then to have you. that means you didn’t love any of them…and someone undeserving.

the gazes of everyone in the room darkened to black and red. someone had made you this way. you could have died and if it isn’t fixed they could lose you anyway. and that person need to pay. your teacher took you into his arms and carried you to the infirmary to get you some rest and medicine to help, while the others stayed behind to figure everything out.

“this is why I told you idiots to keep a closer eye on them, this is all your faults.” katsuki yelled while pushing pasted them to go and found anyone he could. honestly, after he found the person responsible he might take care of his class mates too because they are equally responsible.

“if you weren’t such a asshole they might have stayed with us! It’s not our fault,” Mina shouted and huffed out.

“whatever it takes we’ll make them better. but for now,” Izuku mumbled with his quirk activated on his own and his body shocks green.

“we need to take care of the disgrace of a person responsible.” 

╰･ﾟ✧☽ Haven’t written something finished in a long time, so this probably sucks. I have been in a big writes block.

[yanderelionwrites]

MHA Yandere Lists: Showering

(This has been sitting in my google docs for FOREVER, it's kind of old)

Content Warning: yandere, suggestive themes, invasion of privacy, mention of kidnapping

The yanderes who absolutely insist on bathing or showering with you. Rarely will they let you bathe by yourself, so you might as well get used to it as soon as possible. Why wouldn’t you want them there with you? They take such good care of you, treating you like royalty. They’ll be extra gentle when washing your hair, only using the best of products to make sure it comes out nice and soft. They’re eager to wash your body too. They love seeing the soap suds cover your skin, and will pepper kisses all over your neck and shoulders while you two relax in the tub ❤️

| DENKI KAMINARI, HAWKS, Mina Ashido, MIRIO TOGATA, Nejire Hado, Present Mic, Re-Destro, Twice

The ones who respect your boundaries and let you bathe alone. While they desperately want to join you, they understand that this is something you want to do by yourself. When you’re done, they’ll blow dry your hair and brush it for you, if you let them. They just want you to be comfortable with them and to love them, and they know forcing you will not help. They will be over the moon if you ask them to join you though 💕

| ALL MIGHT, EIJIRO KIRISHIMA, FAT GUM, Fumikage Tokoyami, Hitoshi Shinso, IZUKU MIDORIYA, Kyouka Jiro, Mezo Shoji, Momo Yaoyorozu, Mr. Compress, Natsuo Todoroki, Ochako Uraraka, Sero Hanta, Shota Aizawa, SHOTO TODOROKI, Spinner, Tamaki Amajiki, TENYA IIDA, Tsuyu Asui

The ones who just walk in unprompted 💀 You’ll be minding your own business trying to clean yourself and then suddenly this asshole pulls back the curtain and hops in, no fucks given. It’s their bathroom anyway, so you have no right to complain. Scream and shout all you want but they’re not leaving. They’re so nonchalant about it too, they’ll just look at you with a smirk and be like “What?” Bastards 😤

| DABI, Endeavor, HAWKS, HIMIKO TOGA, KATSUKI BAKUGO, MIDNIGHT, Mirko, Tomura Shigaraki, Twice

[thefiery-phoenix]

I have a request if that's OK can you do Yandere class 1a(romantic) (and Yandere eraser mic platonic ofc) x reader with powers like starfire or raven

Sure and I'll go with the reader having powers like Starfire if that's okay with you and I sincerely apologize if this sucked

You were a part of class 1A and over a period of time, they started growing obsessed and possessive of you so much that you weren't even allowed to hang out with students from the other classes. To say you had powers was an understatement, you were basically a walking weapon with your abilities of being able to fly, shooting laser beams from your eyes and hands, superhuman strength and agility. You aced the UA entrance exam like it was nothing and left everyone awed and speechless of your powers. You were soon sorted into class 1A after you received your acceptance letter and you became friends with your classmates, unaware of their darker masked desires and hidden intentions for you

You were book smart but when it came to figuring out the intentions your classmates had for you, you were quite naive indeed. The other day Monoma, TetsuTetsu and Kendou wanted to hang out with you and you agreed to hang out with them, when your classmates found out about your plans to hang out with some other class instead of them, they were annoyed and their jealousy bubbled inside him. They usually couldn't stand each other at times, each of them wanting to have you for themselves, however during times like this they were forced to work together. "HAH!? TF DO YOU MEAN HANGING OUT WITH THAT BLONDE RAT!? NO WAY!" yelled Bakugou as he muttered profanities and cursed under his breath while threatening to blast Monoma to the orbit. Uraraka, Momo and Mina had resorted to trying to guilt trip you by telling you that you barely ever hang out with them and you wanted to spend time with other people instead of them. Even the usually calm Deku and Kirishima had dark looks plastered across their faces, looking deep in thought while Iida was busy lecturing you as usual about how you shouldn't ignore your classmates when they wanted to spend time with you and besides, you also had homework to do and started listing out every possible reason why you couldn't hang out with the class 1B students

Eventually you ended up giving in and decided to have a movie night in the common room with your classmates since they just wouldn't stop with the incessant pestering. You don't know what it is they've done, but they've done something for sure since no one from class 1B decided to approach you the next day. Even Monoma kept his distance from you and scurried off in the opposite direction as your spotted a few scars on his face and hands which your dear classmates may or may not have caused. They won't allow anyone else to steal you away from them, you're theirs. From hanging out with Shoji and Koda and playing with Koda's pet bunnies to helping Sato bake his goodies and doing homework with Iida and Shoto to going shopping with the girls, you feel like your classmates are monopolizing your time way too much but you can't really do anything about it, how could you possibly prove that they're in the wrong for wanting to spend time with you?

Your teachers are of no help either whatsoever, Aizawa sensei and Present Mic think it's a GOOD thing your classmates are so protective and possessive of you. They're worried you might become reckless one day and your powers might end up hurting you which is the last thing they all want, so it's like a mutual silent agreement and understanding between them to keep an eye on you and protect you. Even if they have to get their hands dirty. Aizawa and Mic see you as one of their own kids to take care of and they take that role VERY seriously. The other day some random dude actually had the GUTS and audacity to try slipping in a love note into your locker while Aizawa was passing by and his eyes narrowed as he wrapped the guy in his scarves and gave him detention for the rest of the semester every day. If someone dares to make the mistake of bullying you, Mic would be the one to deal with that by using his quirk on them to make their eardrums literally BLEED till they apologize

Now, about your powers, it's a tricky situation. As much as they all love you for who you are and how capable you are to take care of yourself, they're also worried you might end up getting hurt one day because of them. No way in hell would Aizawa ever give you strenuous training tasks despite your whining and pleading, you could get hurt. They ALWAYS have eyes everywhere and they know your every move no matter what. Some of your classmates have literally resorted to stalking the living daylights out of you and you're still unaware of the secret cameras placed in your room, courtesy of Iida when you both had that study session a few days ago. Your every movement is now watched by all your classmates and your teachers as well. They don't even realize they're doing something wrong and they're lost so far in their delusion, they think they're just doing their jobs as good heroes in protecting you, their loved one and keeping you safe

Denki, Kirishima, Sero, Hagakure and Ojiro think your powers are cool but the rest of them are really worried for your safety. You always get lectured by Iida whenever you end up doing something risky and Deku would just be pleading with you to never do something like this again while Bakugou would lovingly insult you to knock some sense into your head. You are NOT to be fighting villains, they've all established that already and made that rule VERY clear. If there's a villain attack at some point, you'll be taken to safety because they do not want you engaging into such dangerous stuff. Look, you might have strong powers and you might be a good fighter but that still doesn't mean they'll let you fight villains and criminals, you'll always be seen as someone naive and sheltered in their eyes, someone they need to protect from the darkness of the world. But not to worry though, after the villains are dealt with (Or probably murdered), Aoyama will comfort you with cheese, Momo will make you some tea and Jirou will play some of her music for you as you'll spend the rest of your time surrounded by your classmates once again, your teachers pleased with the turn of events of the extreme lengths your classmates are willing to take to protect you. What sort of heroes would they be if they can't ensure their loved one's safety after all?

[bea-does-stuff]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (𝐦𝐡𝐚 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫)

Warnings: it gets a lil spicy but still sfw

Word count: 238

Characters: Dabi, deku, hawks, kirishima, shigaraki, todoroki, aizawa, bakugou and mirio

₊˚✩彡 𝐃𝐀𝐁𝐈, 𝐁𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐆𝐎𝐔

They give desire filled kisses, the kisses are needy, passionate and rough. They like pulling your lips deeper and deeper into their own. It’s one of those kisses that only ends when you need to breathe, a string of shared saliva connecting your lips. They like to hold you from somewhere when they kiss you too,this can be the hips, cheek, neck, hair, ETC…

₊˚✩彡 𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐎𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐈, 𝐀𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀

They give soft and gentle kisses, loving ones that always put a smile on your face, it’s a relaxed yet passionate kiss, a tender kiss. They like to hug you while kissing, and sometimes one of you is on the others lap, it’s a kiss that could only be made by someone who truly loves you

₊˚✩彡 𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐎, 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐀, 𝐇𝐀𝐖𝐊𝐒

They give a type of kiss best described as playful, Imagine you too having a tickle fight, before they eventually pounce on you and give you a kiss while you're both giggling. They like to hold your hands while kissing, it makes them feel protected and makes them feel like they’re protecting you

₊˚✩彡 𝐃𝐄𝐊𝐔, 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐊𝐈

It’s a bit of a shy kiss, it initially starts with them being hesitant, but they end up drowning in the kiss, melting against your lips. They hesitate to touch you during the kiss, but when you wrap your arms against their neck they can’t help but hold you in their embrace, your their world

[fairytsuk1]

𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐢'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒 𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐲

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hello! this is my series of one-shots ft. various men in various inappropriate situations — it's spooky stuff.

disclaimer— these are works about adults and thus only for adults. if you are a minor then please do not interact with these works, as they are full of kinks, nsfw scenarios, and other inappropriate material.

— ordered by oldest to newest

october 2: satoru gojo

lingerie, manipulation, first time

october 12: shota aizawa

creampie, praise/degradation, secretary

october 22: alexis quackity

ghostface, exhibition/voyeurism, stalking

october 31: suguru geto

candle wax, impact play, priest!au

BONUS: ???

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫.

[iisasxia]

Milf!Reader who gets baby fever easily and can’t help but think about “just one more” to love.

Milf!Reader who’s body has changed, her breasts larger, hips a little wider, and a curvier figure.

Milf!Reader who’s always thinking of fun baking ideas so her husband comes home from work to the kitchen a mess as he walks over with a smile to see the beautiful sweets his wife and kid(s) made.

Milf!Reader who’s always singing to her kid(s) to put them to sleep, her husband secretly watching from the kids room as she hums them a lullaby.

“Just one more huh..?”

“Come on, you can take it. Thought this was what you wanted?” His large hands pressed slightly against your lower back to keep your arch. You had a pillow in your grip, muffling some of your screams and whines as he relentlessly pounded you from behind. Fuck.

Is this because he overheard you on the phone saying you thought about another kid? Well if this was the result you would’ve said it to his face a lot sooner-

He pressed you down, your stomach now flat against the bed as he keeps a steady pace, his hands on both your sides as he leans down to your ear.

“Gonna take good care of you baby” His right hand comes to hold your hip, you could only respond in broken cries. No matter how many times you guys do it he always stretches you out and he loves it. “My pretty girl.”

He places a soft kiss to your cheek and then your forehead as he leans over you a little, he was over you so you couldn’t see the smirk plastered on his face at the sight of you melting under him like this.

“Just one more, yeah?”

|| Toji Fushiguro, Gojo Satoru, Geto Suguru, Kento Nanami, Choso Kamo, Levi Ackerman, Jean Kirstein, Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Hak, Lauxus Dreyar, Gray Fullbuster, Sting Eucliffe, Katsuki Bakugou, Izuku Midoriya, Eijiro Kirishima, Denki Kaminari, Shota Aizawa, Hawks, Tsukauchi, Sanemi Shinazugawa, Obanai Iguro and any characters you think fit luv. ||

[fizziedoodle]

dating aizawa pt.2⭑๋܂෨ㅤㅤ

[mikasa-imadebiscults]

OK, hear me out, so many x readers in the bnha fandom have the reader either not as a hero or as like a hero in training but like... weak. It's never a reader with an objectively powerful quirk it's always more supportive in some way, and even if it is powerful, the reader always takes a back seat to the other characters. I just want a reader who demolishes the competition, like if the reader training so fucking hard all the time and have a strong quirk why wouldn't they want to be the next symbol of peace?? Anyway was wondering if you could do a reader with a plant quirk that absolutely smokes the competition and is just a bad bitch. Thank you :))

(Hello Anon, thank you for the request! I made this a headcannons so I hope that’s okay and that you enjoy this)

MHA Reaction to the Reader Having a Extremely Strong Quirk

(Characters Included- Bakugou, Midoriya, Iida, Denki, Kirishima, and Aizawa)

(Warning: These hcs are all platonic)

Katsuki Bakugou

- You having a extremely powerful Quirk makes him absolutely furious. The fact that he can’t even stand a chance against you is infuriating to him.

- He will still say that he’s way better and that he wasn’t even trying during training. His jealousy will increase and he’ll snap at you more than others.

Izuku Midoriya & Tenya Iida

- They would be amazed on how strong your Quirk is. They would ask you to train with them so they can improve on their skills and maybe get as strong as you. Midoriya will take notes on you, since he takes notes on every Pro Hero and Hero in Training in and out of class.

- This will only build up both of their determination significantly to get even more stronger to become the greatest Hero they can be.

Denki Kaminari & Ejirou Kirishima

- They would think your Quirk is so cool. They will come up with special moves that has to do with their Quirk and your own so you guys can fight/train together.

- Kirishima will ask you about what your workout/training routine is and Denki would probably ask you for some tips on how to improve and strengthen his abilities to the max.

Shota Aizawa

- At first he was surprised on how strong you were. He just didn’t expect to get a student that is that powerful, but he’s glad that the Heroes side has another powerful person to help defeat villains.

Masterlist

[lovebeatriceplz]

You're so perfect, too perfect. They wish you weren't, they wish you hated them, but you don't. They wish you weren't the only thing they thought about, but you are. They wish you didn't weave your way around the walls they put up, seeping into the cracks of their heart, but you did. They want you to know how they feel, but you can't. They want you to miss them, to love them, but you can't. They run from your warmth into the blizzard instead, not wanting to give you a reason to miss them, to love them. So they watch over you, hidden by the hassle of life and an indifferent demeanor. They want to love you, but they can't. So they do it from a distance.

- SIMON RILEY, Gojo satoru, Nanami Kento, SHOTA AIZAWA, Gwen stacy, Kurapika kurta, Katniss Everdeen, HOBIE BROWN, Tomura Shigaraki, Shoko ieiri, SAL FISHER, Megumi Fushiguru