#dad aizawa x mom reader

[thehusbandoden]

Words as Sweet as Honey -Aizawa Shota x Reader

A/n: technically this is for a request but also it's givin' me a break O.o

I may write and post another one in a few hours, but no promises! <33

General info:

Genre: fluff // wc: 1,388 // female reader

Summary: Aizawa Shota never knew that words could be anything but hurtful or empty until he met you.

Aizawa Shota brought many different emotions and thoughts from a lot of different people. But almost none of them were endearing.

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"Moody and grim. Doesn't seem like the type to have a social circle."

"Myserious and untrustworthy. I'm sure he's the traitor of UA."

"Strict and unreliable. He likes to sleep and lie a lot."

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Were all some of the things Shota heard many times in his lifetime, in the beginning they bothered him, but after a while he develeoped an immunity to such cowardly insults.

He thought words were meaningless and wouldn't affect him anymore. But he never thought that mere words could make him feel so... warm.

It started with one goregous, playful, kind, and bold assistant. She had just got her degree for teaching and started working as an assistant. Even though Aizawa complained about having to 'pick up her slack' Principal Nezu didn't even bat an eye and assigned you to him. A part of him actually thought the two of you would work quite well together and partially hoped you'd take a liking to the tsundere teacher, and he'd do the same for you.

It took so long that he started to loose hope, but after a year and a half Shota asked you out. The two of you dated for nine months before you jumped into engagement, and then marriage three months later.

Nezu was pleased, the students were flabergasted, your fellow coworkers were smug -and a few quite richer then before-, and the two of you finally found somone who made you happy.

Even when Shota was dating you, he kept telling himself that the reason your sugar filled compliments made his face so hot and his knees so weak was because you two were still new. It was exciting to have someone he cared for that felt the same for him, and he was xsurex that you would eventually stop having that effect on him.

And he continued to make exuses and brush your words off until one night three weeks into your marriage.

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You were both quietly holding one another, him on his back, and you on his chest. After a very meaningful night full of one another and kisses as sweet as honey, you were simply bathing in one another's presense, so in love with eachother that your hearts ached.

"Shota.. you're so goregous.." you murmurred, causing his chest to shake in a chuckle.

"Say what you want Princess."

"I mean it." You replied, holding yourself up to gaze into his dark eyes.

"Okay, whatever floats your boat."

"Shota. You're goregous. Why do you keep thinking otherwise?"

Shota just sighed in annoyance, resting his hand on your head to gently guide you back to his chest.

"Don't worry about it Kitten.. let's just go back to silence."

"No no no. This is important.. why do you keep denying how goregous you are?!"

"Y/n.. I'm sorry for worrying you, I just don't see what you mean, you don't need to worry my love."

"Shota Aizawa. Look at me." You demand, pushing up to grasp his chin, caputring his gaze with your piercing e/c eyes.

"You. Are. Goregous. You are literally the sexiest man alive- I have never seen anyone more attractive then you. Your black eyes that may seem cold but are actually full of love, your smile- though sometimes creepy- is very endearing. Your hair is so soft and dreamy.. and your-"

"Okay okay- that's enough." Shota blushed, face a deep red.

"Do you really?" You ask, eyes piercing his.

"Y-yeah.."

"Good." Releasing your grip on his chin you move it to brush a strand of hair out of his face, staring into his onyx eyes. Leaning down, you pressed your lips against his, kissing him sweetly.

Moving one hand to your waist and another to cheek Shota kissed you back, causing you to hum and entangle your hands into his hair.

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Since that night Shota acknowledged how your words affected him, letting himself indulge in your honey-sweet words, returning them with his own, one upping you by giving you a breath taking kiss with each compliment.

After a while his world expanded into three people instead of two, your son holding a special place in his heart, mere inches below your own special place.

Aizawa Satoshi, first born son of Aizawa Shota and Aizawa y/n. He was deemed a genious since the beginning, and he shined from his light. He was full of smiles and laughter, he made friends quickly, due to his friendliness and kindess.

He had his Mama's eyes, and his Dada's hair. His facial structure leaned towards his Mama's, but he had his Dad's jawline.

Shota's love continues to grow each day, and so far has had eight beautiful years with his firstborn son. Even though some days were harder then others, he loved his son entirely, and was eternally greatful to you for both carrying and birthing the children the two of you shared.

Next came Emiko, your daughter. Once again she molded another place for herself, completely level with her older brother.

Emiko was sweet as sugar, and made anyone she ran into melt. Like her brother, she smiled all the time, and was a pro at negotiating.

Once again like her brother, she had Dada's hair and Mom's eyes, but she looked identical to her Dad, only resembling her Mom'd appearance with her eyes, height, and nose.

She was loved by all, but her number one fan had to be her brother.

The older boy took care of his sister since day one, she immediately took place as his best friend, and they were inseperable. Even though most days they fought like cats and dogs, if xanyonex dared try and harm her they'd have to go through her big brother, and then had to deal with their parents a few seconds later.

Emiko was only two years younger then Satoshi, and will be turning six in two weeks.

And then came Seji. Much like his older siblings he was full of smiles and kindness, making friends just as easy. Though a bit spoiled, he got along with everyone well.

Unlike his silbings, he had familiar onyx eyes and h/c hair, and instead of resembling most of one of his parents he had a largte mix in him, barely leaning more towards you.

Once again his special spot was level with his siblings, number two in Shota's entire world, mere inches below his Mama. Seji just turned two, and was protected by his entire family- including the cats.

If the Aizawa kids' goregous Mama wasn't enough to convince Shota that words weren't just empty or hurtful, but that they could be full of love, his kids finished the job.

Shota was truly spoiled. Spoiled beyond compare- in his opinion.

Every morning he was greeted by the cutest 'Dada!' or 'Daddy~!', creating a warmth that exploded from his chest, spreading all across his body.

To accompany the sweet nicknames, his kids made sure to tell him that he was very handsome, that they loved him very much, and spread secrets about their Mama.

"Mama said that you were the bestest Daddy ever!"

"Dada, Dada! Mommy says that she loved you a week after you met! Did you love her then too?!"

"Mommy says that she wants another baby!!"

"Daddy~! Mommy bought a pillow with you on it!"

Shota chuckled as the little ones rambled to him, always saving the information to tease you with later.

Due to Shota working so much, he got the kids ready for school, holding Seji the majority of the time, and then poutedly woke you up, apologizing as he gives you your morning, breath taking kiss, and handing you your toddler.

He would then take the older two kids to school and then hurry to UA himself. He would also pick the kids up and then come home to you and Seji, smiling as the toddler grabbed for him, making sure to give you a kiss while shuffling Seji around, making sure both himself and the three year old were comfortable.

Though your family wasn't perfect, and you had many rough patches- as every family does- you all loved one anther greatly, and you would make sure to get through and hard time together, no matter how imposibble it seemed.

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[loveisloveisacomplicatedgirl]

Y/N: *staring*

Aizawa: what now

Y/N: cat boy

Aizawa: *blank stare*

Y/N: cat boy

Aizawa: i am a man

Y/N: oh, excuse me. cat lady.

Aizawa:

Y/N:

Aizawa: cat... dad

Y/N: *processing*

Aizawa:

Y/N: *nods in acceptance*

[gidget36]

Yandere Erasermicnight x Reader Royal AU:

Before you say anything, I didn’t copy anyone. Some of your powers came from some of your relatives

Name: Y/n Rose Aizawa-Yamada

Powers: ( Y/n) Erasure,teleportation, elemental, mind- reading, eye of the angel,crystal,shape shifting, summon,lullaby ,Voice, Somnambulist, telekinesis and phoenix.

Aizawa: Erasure and Telekinesis

Hizashi: Voice and Lullaby

Nemuri: Somnambulist and Crystal

You’ve always known that you were different from your family because you have blue eyes and blonde hair with a black streak and purple tips. Your fake mom has green eyes and brown hair while your fake dad has brown eyes and blonde hair. Your younger sister Daisy looks just like her dad. The parents are very abusive towards you and they love their daughter .Why, you might ask? Because you have magic powers and they are very worried that you will hurt them and your sister hates you so you and her don’t get along.They own a bakery that makes the most delicious pastries, cookies, candies, cakes and other delicious items in town.The Royal Ball is coming up soon and the family was invited. You’re already making dresses for you, your sister ,her mom along with a suit for her dad. You’re a little bit of a designer but your family doesn’t know. You are also making sure that your little sister’s dress is very comfortable so that it doesn’t itch. The night before the ball, you finished the outfits around 9:00“ Finally done, I hope they love their new clothes” you said to yourself . You wrapped each of the outfits up and left them in their bedrooms with a note on them. You put yours in the closet then went to bed.

What each outfit looks like:

Suit:

Dresses and hair:( third and fourth picture is your outfit and hair)

Meanwhile at the castle:

King Shouta ,his husband and his wife were settling down into bed for the night when King Hizashi spoke “ do you think that our daughter will be at the ball tomorrow night?” He asked. Queen Nemuri responded “ I hope so, it’s been 2 years since we’ve seen her, I hope she’s okay. Her powers must have already started to show. Her kidnappers will pay for taking her away from us.”She replied. “ Alright now, let’s get some rest, and when tomorrow night ends, our daughter will be back in our arms again” King Shouta said as he laid down and closed his eyes. They all said good night and went to bed.

The next day:

The parents got up and went to get dressed and then they saw two packages on their dresser. “ What’s this?” The man asked. “ I’m not sure honey, my guess is that these are our outfits for the ball tonight.” His wife replied. “ look, there’s a note on them” he said as he took the note off of the package.

What the note says:

“Here are your outfits for the ball tonight, I made them extra special for you. I hope you like them” -Y/n

“ So Y/n made these for us?” The man asked himself. “ How sweet of her. I wonder if she made a dress for her sister?” The woman said. Meanwhile, you’re already up and starting to get ready for the day. After getting ready, you went to wake up your bratty sister. After waking her up, you went downstairs and had some toast and orange juice for breakfast.After cleaning up your mess, you went to your room and made the bed. The day went as normal, the parents were working in the bakery and you were playing with your little sister because her parents made you . The night came and everyone started to get ready for the ball. ( use your imagination to see makeup, accessories and shoes and see above for outfit and hair style.)And when we arrived it was… slightly overwhelming, yeah sure, the aesthetic of the place was gorgeous, crystal chandeliers, golden thrones, ball gowns, just beautiful. “ Okay, you little brat, behave yourself and don’t embarrass us”. But once we got over the flare of it, the parents were just talking to a bunch of old ladies who like their cookies, and You’ve been holding a fruity drink that you couldn’t tell if you liked, and sitting down in the corner of the room, boredly counting the tiles at your feet with your sister in your lap.

“I NOW ANNOUCE, THE ROYAL FAMILY OF (NAME)” an echoing voice sounded throughout the large ballroom, and everything went silent. Eyes were held directly on the door, and immediately everyone was bowing down on the floor, so naturally, you placed your sister down and threw yourself on the ground with them, no way in hell you were getting executed for disrespect, as others had in the past. Then the doors opened, and in walked three figures, eyes searching the crowd for a certain someone. Yes, you. I’m sure you are wondering why, because you are their only child and they are still looking for you. The one time where they could finally snatch you up without raising suspicion would be in these balls, in reality, they hated them, it was just a bunch of poor people trying to get on their “good side” to get a handout, or a favor, or a bragging stone. They don’t have a good side though, that’s reserved for you, and you only.

“Yes, yes. We must thank you all for coming on this fine night, and we hope you enjoy the luxury of our castle, exploration Is allowed, we will ask you all to stay out of any upstairs units, and the west wing, as this is our personal spaces, and that must not be impeded on. With that, have a great night at our annual ball!” King mic announced, his voice carrying through the room, and so everybody (including you) got up from their bowing positions. “ Daisy stay with your mom and dad,I’m going to go to the garden, okay?” “ whatever🙄” She went to her parents and you left to go outside. “God dangit, too many hallways” you muttered under your breath, making your way down the left hallway, turns out you wandered pretty far after a little while, You’d made it all the way to the garden. Which was all the way on the left side, far, far away from where you originally started. You took a moment to admire the scenery, the flowers, the butterfly’s, the stars, everything. Wow�� it’s amazing, just genuinely, amazing. One of your favorite flowers, lilac was found almost all around you ,and it smelled, so, so, good, Like someone had just sprayed the most amazing perfumes all around you . You walked around the garden and saw the swing where your mother would push you in when you were a small baby and you saw the flowers that you and the gardener planted when you were little “ They took care of the flowers when I was gone. I miss you Mom and Dad and papa”You said tears running down your cheeks.You didn’t notice that you were being followed. You started to sing the song that your mom sang to you and your magic started to awaken and twirl around you and two pairs of angel wings came out of your back and Aizawa was watching and he teared up knowing you were his long lost daughter. You remember that you needed to get back so you headed to the castle. In your running you hadn’t realized the tall figure standing there, you bumped into him your dress swayed heavily behind you at the slow stop, and your breath hitched seeing who it was… holy shit you just bumped into the king aka your dad . “I-uh- your highness, my apologies” you spluttered out, straightening up and trying to compose yourself , just for one moment. Aizawa almost melted right there. “What’s a little thing like you doing out here? All alone? Are you alright dear?” He questioned, bending down to meet your height, oh Cmon, how come whenever you just calm yourself down, that someone asks you if you’re okay? You’re obviously not, so why even ask? With that, you broke down, you tried to keep it in, you really did, but then a few whimpers came out, along with a few stray tears, and then the whole waterworks started. A sob left your lips, and you almost fell to the ground, but Aizawa was able to catch you before it could happen. You wrapped your arms around his neck and sobbed “ Daddy!! I missed you” you cried. Aizawa started to stroke your head and back as you sobbed into his shoulder “ I missed you too baby girl, just let it out, let it all out sweetie” He cooed. It’s a father’s job to comfort their little daughter when she’s crying, or upset. He noticed bruises and burns on your arms and legs and he was raging mad but he calmed down so he wouldn’t scare you.You both headed back inside as it was starting to rain. You didn’t notice that you had company and she was not happy.

Meanwhile in the ballroom:

Daisy was with her parents when she got bored and started to walk away from them and explore the place. She walked into the second hallway and saw the king holding you in his arms while rocking you . She got very angry at that “ Why is she getting attention from the king and not me?!?!, There’s no way that she is the princess!!!”” Daisy thought to herself as she stormed back into the ballroom. You were too busy playing with your dad’s hair and trying to calm down to notice. You had cried yourself out. Daisy and her parents came over and saw you in the king’s arms “ Your majesty, thank you for finding our daughter but we will be taking her back.” They said trying to take you from him. You clung onto him tighter and snuggled closer to him than before . Aizawa looked at you and asked what happened “ Daddy, don’t let them take me. They’re the ones who hurt me.” You whispered. Aizawa held you tighter to his chest and glared at the family in front of him. “ So you two are the ones that took our daughter away from us 2 years ago and to make matters worse, you hurt her?!?!” Shouta angrily said . “ Honey, what’s going on” Queen Nemuri said hearing the commotion as she walked over with Hizashi behind her when they saw you in Shouta’s arms . “ My baby girl” she whispered as you looked up spotting them and reached out towards them . “ Mama, Papa” you called out to them making grabby hands. Shouta loosened his grip on you and handed you to Nemuri who takes you into her arms and holds you close to her chest as you lay your head on her shoulder. Hizashi walks over to you and strokes your head and holds you and Nemuri gently in his arms. “ My princess, I am so happy to finally have you back in my arms.” Nemuri said softly as she held you very gently.She smiled softly as you snuggled into her chest. “ Oh right, Shouta what were you yelling about earlier???” Hizashi asked. “ These people are the ones that took our daughter away from us and to make matters worse,they hurt her!!!” Aizawa said angrily. “ What?!?! Guards!!” Hizashi yelled , covering your ears first. Three to five guards arrived and bowed “ You called for us, your majesty?” The head guard responded as they lifted their heads spotting you in the Queen’s arms. “ I see that the princess has returned. Welcome home your highness” one of the guards said. Hizashi takes you from Nemuri as he wanted to hold you. “ Take these people to the dungeon on the charge of kidnapping our daughter ,the princess!!! And call for a doctor to treat her wounds!!!”Hizashi said angrily holding you close as you had passed out in exhaustion. “ Of course your majesty.” The head guard replied and grabbed the father as one of the other guards grabbed the mother and the child and dragged them out. “ Let me go you ruffians!!” The mother screamed.

A few minutes later and you were changed into a nightgown and resting on a soft bed. The doctor was called and started to treat your wounds. You had bruises and burns everywhere. He finished and stood up and bowed to your parents “ She’s all right now and her wounds will heal in a few days time. She seems to be a bit malnourished but she should recover soon your majesty. Please apply this cream every day and night for a week.” the doctor said as he straightened up , took out some burn cream from his bag and handed it to your mom then he packed his medical bag and took his leave. “ She doesn’t deserve this honey , honestly what did she do to them to deserve this treatment?!?”Queen Nemuri said as she sat at your bedside. “ I don’t know dear, but hopefully we can find out but for now let’s focus on our daughter.” King Shouta replied sitting on the bed with his wife and husband. He stroked your hand and held it in his own. You unconsciously tightened your hand around his and your mother’s as she was holding your other hand in hers. “ Daddy , Mama papa don’t go…” you mumbled starting to thrash and breathe heavily. Hizashi immediately took action and held you close to his chest as Shouta and Nemuri cuddled up to him and started to stroke your hair and back. You awoke with a scream and looked around the room spotting your parents on the bed as Nemuri started to sing to you. “ Hey hey hey baby girl, we’re right here with you and we won’t leave you I promise” Hizashi whispered holding your hands in his as Shouta stroked your head “ Your papa is right,we will never leave you again ” Shouta said as you snuggled into your papa’s chest. Nemuri’s lullaby helped you to calm down and relax.Your eyes closed as you fell back asleep snuggled up under your blankets as your parents looked at you with love. “ I think we should let her sleep” Nemuri whispered moving to stand up when she felt your hand in hers squeezing it. “ I guess we can stay here and sleep” Shouta said as he got comfortable as well as Hizashi who was lying down with you on his chest. ‘“ Okay, you win” Nemuri said defeated as she got back into the bed and laid down next to you. Sweet dreams everyone” Shouta said as he falls asleep. Soon everyone is asleep cuddling up to each other. ( use your imagination to see what I mean)

[phant0mth1ef]

bakugou x support course reader hcs / final part of bakugou x support course reader #notclickbait #real

- before you started dating, he’d definitely just sit there until you were done working because “the other extras are more annoying than you are.”

- he’d actively try to avoid you during school hours because his friends were always around him and he didn’t want to embarass himself.

- to try and see you during the day, he’d tell aizawa that a piece of his gear broke and then proceed to break it himself on the way to the lab so that he could have an excuse.

- has showed up to mirko’s agency countless times because “he needed his gear fixed by the next morning.”

- mirko definitely knows him by name now and her secretary instantly pages you the minute he walks in because he refuses to talk to any other support person there.

- on your first date, he had called best jeanist and asked him to do his hair which just ended up poofing back up halfway through, making you laugh while you were eating.

- would call things that you liked stupid and dumb but would proceed to get you it.

“look at that teddy bear!”

“looks fuckin’ stupid.”

then he’d proceed to spend $35 just trying to win you it.

- mainly tried to get with you because his mom said nobody else would want to put up with his shitty personality the way you do.

- the moment you met his mom, she fell in love with you. you bonded so well, mainly over the fact that you both called out her son the moment he stepped out of line.

- after he opened his own agency, you were the first person he wanted to have working with him, although he claimed you were his worker, you had scolded him and told him you were basically equals.

- kirishima helped him realize that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with you, being supportive throughout every aspect of his best friend’s relationship.

- he knew you hated things like public proposals because it made the person being proposed to feel like they had to say yes in that moment due to the pressure.

- because of that, he proposed to you in the most public setting while in his hero costume, a cheeky grin on his face as you glared down at him, instantly deciding on your next course of action.

“no.” and you walked away quickly, making him wallow in embarassment as you made your way to your shared apartment and waited for him to get home, laughing the moment he met your eyes when the door opened.

“why would you do that for?! hah?!” he was angry, but it wasn’t anything you hadn’t seen before.

“i told you to stop trying to piss me off ages ago, katsuki! you had to have known i was gonna do that.” your laugh was uncontrollable at this point as he pulled the velvet box out of his pocket once again and got down onto one knee.

he didn’t say the words again.

“well?! answer me!”

“i guess i can get down with marrying great explosion murder god dynamight. i heard the money’s super good. helps that he’s hot too.” you snickered.

- you had two children, both girls and you swore he was the biggest girl dad ever, always making sure his “gals” were taken care of.

[fatkish]

Hey!!!! Could i please an thank you req headcanons for pro heroes and their kid telling them they like another hero over them??? i just think itd be rlly cute haha

Pro Heroes x Child Reader: Asking Their kid who Their Favorite Hero is

Midnight:

When she asked you who your favorite hero was you happily shouted Present Mic. Although she kinda sweatdropped at the thought of Hizashi, she smiled and still agreed that he’s a good hero.

All Might:

When reporters asked you who your favorite hero was, since All Might is your dad, you happily replied with Endeavor. When asked why, you replied with fire is super cool and he make bad guys pee their pants cause he’s scary. All Might had to hide his frown and cried later that night. Endeavor who has caught the tail end of the interview, laughed at it

Sir Nighteye:

When he asked who your favorite hero was you replied with Gang Orca. This started a long Argument between the both of you on who’s better, All Might or Gang Orca.

Endeavor:

He isn’t really the type to care about this kind of thing but when you replied with Fatgum, he wasn’t expecting that. You told him that he’s your favorite because Fatgum is cute and squishy looking.

Hawks:

When he asked you who your favorite hero was, expecting you to say daddy, he was shocked when you said Edgeshot. He regrets asking since you started to argue with him on why Edgeshot is cooler than him.

Fatgum:

When he asked you who your favorite hero was you told him it was Mirko since she kicks butt. He laughed and happily agreed seeing you excitedly reenact her fights

Present Mic:

When he had you on his radio show he asked you who your favorite hero was you told him it was Nighteye since he’s smart. If he wasn’t on air at the time he would’ve been crying and explaining to you that your dad’s smart too

Aizawa/Eraserhead:

When you told Aizawa that your favorite hero was Present Mic, the only reaction you could see was a slight eye twitch, but you giggled and then told him it was a joke and that he’s your favorite since he doesn’t need his quirk to beat a villain. Plus he’s your dad so that automatically makes him the best. He just smiled and gave you a hug and kissed your forehead

Best Jeanist:

When he asked you who you’re favorite hero was you told him you don’t really have a favorite since you think heroes are kinda lame. You told him you liked Nedzu since he could probably bring humanity to their knees. He became kinda worried about you after that answer.

Mirko:

When you told her your favorite hero was Ryukyu because dragons are cool. She smirked and said that she thinks Ryukyu is cool too and asked if you wanted her to arrange a meeting so you could meet your Idol. You screamed in delight and hugged your mom’s leg begging her to do it.

Gang Orca:

When he asked you who your favorite hero was you replied with Black Manta. He sweat dropped and told you that 1.) he’s not real and 2.) he’s a villain. You looked at him with a straight face and said he’s cool like your dad. He’s now a little worried about you

Edgeshot:

When Edgeshot asked you who your favorite Hero was you replied with Itachi Uchiha. He looked you dead in the eye and said that Itachi isn’t real. You then began to explain how Itachi is a better ninja than your dad. Edgeshot listened and was happy that you admired a good person and at least you didn’t favor villains

Kamui Woods:

When he asked you who your favorite hero was you told him Deadpool and Spider-Man. When he told you they aren’t real you told him he didn’t ask for whether they were real or not. You told him you like how they’re funny and that you want to be like Spider-Man.

[reallyromealone]

How about part 4 to bakugos brother. The plot has thicken. 🙃🫰🏼

Title: bakugos brother

Fandom: bnha

Characters: bnha ensemble

Fic type: series

Chapter: 4

Pairings: kirishima x male reader

Warnings: male reader, reader insert, angst, reader is awkward, broken sibling relationship, reader is siblings to Katsuki, hurt to comfort, neglectful parents

Notes:

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(Name) And Kirishima went upstairs as Aizawa sat in the livingroom with the Bakugo parents, (name) looking surprisingly nervous as he went to his room.

"Whatever he did we will pay for" Mrs. Bakugo started and Aizawa raised his hand to stop her "I'm actually here on behalf of U.A to extend an invitation for your son to attend the general studies program as we have recently opened a spot in that class post sports festival" Aizawa began and watched their reactions carefully, Mr. Bakugo seemed curious and a bit excited at the concept of his son having the experience but Mrs Bakugo seemed... Less thrilled "would that affect Katsuki?" She asked simply and Aizawa raised an eyebrow at her statement.

"The two would be in completely different programs, how on earth would that affect Katsuki?" Mr Bakugo said simply and the blond woman glared without any bite at her husband "Principal Nedzu is particularly interested in his intelligence quirk and would like to talk about it when we do the transfer if you are willing to agree"

And the color drained from their faces.

(Name) And Kirishima cuddled on (name)s beanbag chair, a massive thing that was (name)s first purchase as (name) watched kirishima play a phone game "so you're just building and adventuring?" (Name) Seemed intrigued but also deeply confused at the game "yeah, it's a sandbox game-- you can do basically anything"

"Are there animals?"

"Oh a bunch, they actually just updated the dogs so they have more variety"

"Show me"

"And how would he be able to afford it?" Mrs Bakugo said coldly and Aizawa resisted the urge to roll his eyes "U.A has offered (name) a full scholarship" Mr Bakugo seemed excited at this "really?!" The man seemed over the moon at this but his wife less thrilled "I told you to let him apply!" He said almost angrily and Aizawa looked between them "but the chances of katsu--"" you need one parents approval right?" He cut her off to look at Aizawa who nodded "then you have my approval"

"Masaru!" Mrs Bakugo said angrily and the man looked at her seriously "if we don't do this for our son, we will fail more than we already have"

"Kirishima, time to go" Aizawa said simply and looked at (name) "I expect to see you at U.A Monday with your things packed" the pro said and it took the teens a second to process it all before kirishima grinned at his boyfriend "Yo! We get to hang out all the time now!"

"I get to go?"

"Yup, now better pack, you got a week before you start, Nedzu wants a meeting first thing tomorrow"

"YOU GUYS ARENT GONNA BELEIVE THIS!" Kirishima shouted as he walked into the livingroom area and the others looked confused "my boyfriend got into U.A!" He boasted and Bakugo turned to look at his best friend confused "what." Bakugo said flatly and Kirishima grinned "yeah man! Your brother's gonna be in gen Ed!" Everyone looked at bakugos reaction curiously as many emotions passed his face before just grunting and turning back to his phone.

(Name)s week at home was tense with his mom but his dad always had his back, always making sure he was cared for and the parent who made an effort, he was (name)s rock.

"Just don't get in your brother's way"

Words he heard constantly up until his dad drove him to U.A, giving him an envelope with money "I'll be sending you weekly allowances... I know you have money of your own but that's your money, this is for any emergency things you need" he said softly and (name) took the envelope quietly "I'm sorry that I haven't been enough for you, I know I could do more"

"Mom's a hard person, I know you feel guilt but I know that she doesn't make it easy and you have been there when it counts and stuck up for me so I could be here... I love you dad"

"I love you too kid, now go be stronger than I am"

The two embraced before the man helped (name) get everything into his dorm, kirishima showing up to help "so you're the boy my son's seeing! A pleasure to meet you" (name) smiled as the two greeted and got along very well "yeah! I'm also bakubros best friend!" He said excitedly and Mr. Bakugo had a small sliver of hope that this young man could bridge the two siblings... It was wishful thinking but he always had hope.

Hope that somehow the relationship his wife ruined would be fixed.

(Name) Didn't sleep well the first night, awkward in the new environment and the sudden shift from what he was used to.

Tomorrow he would get an introduction course under Nedzu, the rat wanted to do some tests to truly know what level he was at to gauge where they should move towards education wise.

Things were awkward during lunch as (name) sat alone, everyone hearing about Nedzu's private student and avoided him as such but (name) just played chess on his little travel chess set in the corner, periodically eating his food.

He had an hour to kill, might as well look for any weaknesses in his plays.

"There you are!" (Name) Looked up to see his boyfriend and other 1A students who looked curiously "Aizawa said we got to have lunch at the same time!" The Bakugo siblings locked eyes and (name) offered a seat to his boyfriend who plopped beside him with a grin "so you play chess, what's that like?" The pink girl named Mina asked excitedly and (name) was shy as he responded "a lot of travelling, I been throughout Japan for openings" he said softly "how many have you won?" A blond boy named denki asked and (name) looked a little more confident "I haven't lost, so maybe 50, I have been playing professionally since I was 9"

"Whoa... What do you get if you win?" He asked and (name) thought "the U.A open won me about 100k... But that was the open to let me qualify to international opens but my dad worries I might be too young for that" he said simply and the others looked shocked at the price and did the math "damn you're rich"

Katsuki didn't know this, how many games his brother went to between school and such or how good he was at it, he didn't think about it much but now...

... He kind of felt envious that his best friend knew more about his brother than he did.

The bakusquad asked all sorts of questions throughout lunch and eventually a few more 1A students joined and Momo even planned a chess match between her and (name) for fun.

And for the first time, Katsuki saw his brother look genuinely happy talking to people, typically he didn't talk to people.

It was nice to see.

[queenpiranhadon]

Hey hey

I wanted to request a dad aizawa x singer daughter :))

She is his only and biological daughter and wanted since she was little to become a singer and musician but never told Aizawa becase she thought he would told her to become a hero, and one day he finds her singing and playing an dificult instrumen.

Thankss

A/N: HIII IM SORRY THIS MIGHT BE KINDA BAD BC I HAVENT HAD A HEART TO HEART WITH MY DAD IN A WHILE LOLLL Here's my masterlist!

Warning(s): reader uses she/her pronouns, slight cursing, inaccurate Japanese translations lol, violin terms bc I'm a violinist :), reader's biological mom is dead, Aizawa became a dad at 19 - he's like 34 in this jsyk, reader's 15-16 yrs old, mentions of being disowned, fluff, mentions of depression and death, Kae makes a really bad pun, hime means princess in Japanese

Pairing(s): Shota Aizawa x daughter f!reader (PLATONIC)

Link to the song in this fic~

•─────•°•❀•°•──── ᴍᴀᴛꜱᴜʀɪ ────•°•☁︎•°•────•

“Goddamnit!” you groan, as you fiddle with your violin. (LMAO PUN!! sorry) 

Your fingers ached, as you tried to nail down the pizzicato run at the top of the page. However, your fingers refused to move with the fluency they used you, and you felt the calluses starting to develop on the surface of your fingertips. 

Self-teaching yourself to play the violin was a pain in the ass, but you were determined to go to a performing arts school once you graduated junior high. 

The only problem? 

Your father was Shota Aizawa, underground pro hero Eraser Head, and was not only a pro, but also a teacher at UA High School- one of the top schools for pro heroes in training. 

You loved your father to the ends of the earth, as he did you, considering your small family only consisted of the two of you, your mother having died during childbirth. Aizawa, only 19 at the time, struggled with the loss of his lover, but you helped him get through it. 

You were his pride and joy, the perfect combination of his love and himself, his precious daughter. 

Nothing you could do could make him hate you. 

And you knew that, but your insecurities were bigger. 

What if he wanted you to become a pro hero like him? 

In all honesty, you didn’t see that future for yourself. It was an honorable job, one that you knew was very important, and a job many children wished to have in the future, and yet, that was never your dream. 

Pro heroes went out every day, fighting with their lives on the line, patrols constantly, dealing with paparazzi, not to mention the

paperwork

. 

It wasn’t that you weren’t ambitionless, no, certainly not, but it wasn’t something you found passion in. 

But to be fair, if you were successful in your career path, there would sure be a lot of paparazzi either way. 

You were set on following a path into the performing arts, but it was always a little disheartening whenever you heard your Uncle Hizashi or Auntie Nemuri go “Awww Y/N! You’re going to be an amazing pro hero when you’re older, so kind and so determined” 

You knew they meant well, but still. 

Sighing you set down your violin, gently setting it down in your case and safely securing you bow in before tucking it underneath your bed. That’s where most of your instrumental arsenal lived, all compact and tucked away, awaiting your every musical whim. 

You worked tirelessly to earn enough money for each of your instruments for the past two years, combing through online marketplaces and sales to find decently priced quality instruments. 

Grabbing your keyboard and setting it up, your fingers find their way to ivory keys that played a sequence you knew well. 

The notes left your fingers immediately, music filling your bedroom walls as a stream of tunes flow like a waterfall, smooth and connected, and yet, somehow still intense in its own way. 

Music is a form of communication, you always thought. The right notes paired together convey moods, thoughts, feelings. It always amazed you how something as simple as sequential pitches could convey something words never could. 

Ai shika kanjitaku mo nai (I don't want to feel anything but love) you sang, letting yourself get lost in the music. 

Mou nan no wakehedate mo na (There's no difference anymore)

Matomete kakatte kinasai (Please call all at once)

Ima nara subete uketomeru kara (I'll accept everything now)

~

You finish the song with a resounding chord, the room eerily quiet without any music flowing through it, until a slow clap breaks the silence. 

“Well, what do we have here?” 

You jump in surprise, scrambling away from the keyboard to see your father standing in the doorway of your room, the look on his face unreadable. 

You turn bright red and feel your heart sink. 

You never told your father about your dreams and aspirations for the future- what would be say now? 

You steel yourself, taking in a deep breath. 

Calm down, Y/N. He wouldn’t disown you because you don’t want to be a pro. And plus, it’s my life! I should have a say in what I want to do. You think to yourself. 

“Dad, I don’t want to be a pro hero...” you mumble out, refusing to look at him. “I want to be a musician, or a singer! I really like music and it just...really makes me happy.” 

He doesn’t say anything for a few seconds, and you think with a sinking heart that he’s furious, but then a chuckle is heard, almost deafening in the silent room. 

“Oh, thank god.” he exhales in relief, leaving you staring at him, dumbfounded. 

“Y-You’re not mad...?” you ask, extremely confused. 

“Oh no, of course not hime - don't even think that. I'm so sorry you felt like you couldn't tell me anything. ” he says, and you’re put at ease. “Everyday, pro heroes go through pain and hardships to try to save the people of this world.” 

He sighs “Many pros lose their sanity and fall into an abyss of depression and despair because it’s too much for them. “he looks at you, his eyes genuine and sincere. “I don’t want that life for you.” 

You hug him, and his arms wrap around you comfortingly. 

“I love you dad.” 

“I love you too, hime.” 

Then he pulls away with a sly grin on his face. “So, you gonna show me what you’ve been working on?” 

Your face flushes and you shove his arm playfully. 

“Dad!” 

[bokunoheros]

ཐིཋྀ KINKTOBER - day 12 squirting : shouta aizawa/eraserhead

warnings : afab reader, reader and aizawa are married, y’all have a cat, pussy slapping (pun probably intended), this is doo-doo dog shit, like this actually sucks, doo doo fart ass, dookie, poo poo fart, smegma, this fic reads like what sharting yourself feels like, this fic smells like the family bathroom at walmart, we’re fucking twelve (not literally), don’t expect anything else genuinely, butt, pretend this was never posted, PLEASE, day 12 is NOT REAL, THEY HIT THE PENTAGON— MR PRESIDENT GET DOW— bill gates did it, bill cypher is canon, squirting, fingering idk, eating ass, butthole rimming, 2024 election, ellen digestive did 9/11, Trump x Biden, 9/11, hilary emails included, proof of aliens existence, video footage of the area 51 raid, UFOs, alien butt sex, wrong usage of condoms, anal probing, biological dna harboring, sickle cell anemia, KLANCE is canon, Steven universe, major character death, gem fusions, love children, feel like cinderella naega byeonhae, NETFLIX ORIGIONAL, only on Hulu, Elsa x Jackfrost smut, playdough, me x YOU, tiana x nanami au, your mom x me, sarcamouche x kazuha, xiao x venti, improper use of crack cocaine, making herion, mentions of drug mules, dead dove: do eat, improper use of magic, meth making, cocaine balloons bursting, Harry Potter x Snape, hermoine x the whomping willow, herobrine x steve, unfortunate uses of pixels, bakudeku slime, hnnng harder daddy, mmhppgh— yeah yeah right there, cum consumption, cumflation, feeder fetish, oh yeah, koolaid man x me, very improper use of koolaid packets, nickacaco avocado weight loss journey, apology videos (tears included), , banjos, jake paul dcead body in forest footage (NOT CLICKBAIT), live leak posts, webtoon origional, anal stretching, did you know the human anus can stretch to the size of a raccoon?, now you know that, and also, the sun will explode June 17th, 3028, character flaws, bodily anatomy, your balls will explode on october 21st at 7:99am, my gleeby deeby ass, futurama, Micheal Angelo, improper use of abortions, medical surgery on a grape, plastic surgery, baby killing, tampon usage, description of endangered animal poaching, Mario Kart, tuberculosis, ima get it donnnne oh aye oh aye oh, butt stuff, dazai x chuuya, atsushi x akutagawa, mpreg, mad cow disease, omegaverse, ranpo x me, Dream SMP, matpat x scott cowthan, michael afton x freddy fazbear, aggressive typing, bath salts, bath salt inhalation, whippets, galaxy gas, all might is a bottom, skinny men, carrington x shigaraki, anorexia anorexia anorexia, afo x nana shimura, BLOODY MARY, BLOODY MARY, BLOODY MARY, TW gun law debates, tenko x mon, Amazon delivery, school shootings, talk of gun laws, bad dragon toys, silicon, aoyama belly button leaking, lego ninjago r34, ninja turtles r34, bloody mary r34, kamala harris r34, tenya iida x tensei iida, jesus x judas, luigi x bowser, sonic and shadow makeout sesh, i fuck your dad, suck his dick reallll nice, penis sounding with dirty twig, orgasm denial, overstimulation, xenotransplants, oviposition, diaper Taco Bell, people die, revival, dark magic, ecoterrorism, global warming, chemical warfare, wanda x the winter soldier, haruhi x tamaki suoh, cosmo x wanda, comicon, bronies, pegasisters, mentions of twilight sparkle dying, twiilight sparkle x mordecai, air planes, shootings stars, night skies, NLE Choppa, we could really use a wish bro, TuPac is back, floppa carts: plompy haze, death of a platform known as tumblr, twitter referred to as X, elon musk creates sex robot that specializes in butthole sex, Tesla sex robot, androids that FUCK, necrophilia, android phone usage, pheromones, premonitions and words of Jesus, divine intution, potion making, heavenly visions, satan, satanic visions, the heavenly principles, celestia is above mondstadt, spiritual healing, veganism, white washing, canon hispanic hanta sero, futanari, blasian mina ashido, bovine spongiforms, Tenya Iida virginity loss, bakugo is a fucking faggot, handjobs, footjobs, peaceful protests, the government is controlling you through vaccines, asian fishing,

vaccines might cause autism, freshwater fishing, they will, xenophobia, hentai hucows, incest, usage of slurs, starbucks coffee, lizards run the world, obama might be a lizard, inappropriate use of baby oil, gojo x getou, day twelve never existed and it was all a lie.

word count : 420k words and 69 pages

🐙 note : we are not locked in we are as loose as a ran through sorority president

🦊 note : i am. i have no words. idek what happened. we ran out of time so we went with the option we thought might make people giggle (no we didnt we did this bullshit for ourselves)(your regularly scheduled content will resume tmr!)

🪲 note : i ain’t fucking sorry

you adored your husband—shouta aizawa—so much so, that you were his dedicated housewife. he made plenty of money as a pro hero and… enough… as a teacher, so that left you to take care of the house and your shared cat. though when he did come home he was way different than he was at work, usually at work he was all nonchalant and cold but at home he was sweet and caring, sometimes even a bit rough. his students would definitely describe him as laid back and uninterested, yet when you were around they were in awe of his personality shift.

[whorewriter-lol]

Explosive Love (Bakugo x reader enemies to lovers)

 ( side note: Readers quirk is pyrokinesis/ heat and fire immunity, which is why Bakugo hates her seeing as how his quirk is practically useless against her. Also I made y/n like, flirty(?) towards Bakugo)

(Also the start of this story is in the dorms episode in season three :3)

Moving Into The Dorms

“Goodbye dear! We’ll come and visit you soon, call me when you get there!” I turned my head as my mom shouted from the third floor window of our apartment.

I raised my hand and waved, smiling excitedly “Bye mom! Bye dad, I love you guys!” I turned heel and started to walk the two blocks to UA. Mom had my stuff shipped there two weeks ago so all I had was my bag with a few extra things from home. As I turned the corner I heard a familiar voice.

“Dude! Hurry up!” I watched the electric blonde come crashing around the corner, carrying a small black bag. In quick pursuit I saw a purple blur racing next to him.

“You’re the one who said we should stop for lunch!” Minetas' displeasing, nasally voice accompanying Kaminari.

I smiled at Kaminari and waved “Hey Kami, you guys headed to our dorms?” He slowed to a walk and grinned.

“Hey y/n! Yeah, we stopped for lunch on the way here and I thought we were gonna be late” He shrugged his shoulders bashfully as he began walking beside me. Mineta grinned disturbingly in my direction, his eyes certainly not fixed on my face. I chuckled playfully and the three of us walked towards the school and up to the gates. Already we could see the new dorm buildings, Kaminari pointed them out “Holy shit do you see those things!? They’re huge!”

“Woah! Which one do you think is our building?” I turned curiously to Kaminari, he shrugged. Our heads turned as we heard a few familiar voices coming from down the road. A pink, curly haired girl was skipping her way down the sidewalk along with a red haired boy. “Hey, it’s Mina and Kirishima!” I cheered and waved them down “Hey! Guys!” I smiled and rushed to Mina, hugging her excitedly “What's your dorm number?” I grinned excitedly.

“A-12?” Mina questioned “I think? I don't really remember” She shrugged and Kirishima smiled, tossing an arm around each of our shoulders.

“What's up y/n? How ya been?” The five of us began walking into the gates, flashing our student IDs to security.

“Not much, I mostly have been hanging out with Mina and Jiro over break” I shrugged casually. As we approached the school building, we noticed Mr. Aizawa and a few of our classmates were standing near the side of the courtyard. I pointed them out “Hey I think we’re meant to be over there?” 

Mina raised a brow curiously before gasping “Hey Uraraka!” She eagerly ran over to the brown haired girl, her arms stretched outwards. The rest of us followed behind her, discussing what we thought the dorm arrangements would be like. That’s when I heard him.

Bakugo, his usually harsh demeanor more hostile with his eyes falling on me, I only glared back, crossing my arms “Surprised you’re still here, they must feel too bad to kick you out” He sneered, his expression drawn with a cruel smirk.

“No” I chided “They just knew you’d miss me too much if I wasn’t around anymore” I copied the look on his face, watching as his cockiness faded into a look of anger.

“Get out of my way” He grumbled, pushing past me and Kirishima to get to the front of the class.

“Jeez man, what's his deal?” Kirishima gazed after Bakugo, his eyebrows knitted together and his hand rubbing subconsciously at the back of his neck “did he devote himself to hating you more since break?” He laughed cautiously.

“Oh please Kiri, we all know he’s practically in love with me” I Joked, playfully punching him in the shoulder. Mr. Aizawas’ voice called for our attention.

“I want everyone to listen up, today you’ll be placed in your dorms. You’ll be sharing buildings according to class, class 1-A is the first building.” He began to walk towards it, the rest of the class following behind him as he continued to speak. “You’re all going to be sharing the same common area, dorms will be on separate sides of the building.

He ushered us all into the building “here’s your common space, this is an area for you all to hang out together, I don't want to see anyone in dorms they don't belong in” He shot us all a suspecting glare. “Your common area also houses your showers and kitchen.”

Everyone began looking around the space, small “ooh”s and “wow”s coming from different people. 

“I’m living in a mansion!” Urarakas’ voice came from behind me, I held back laughter as she fell over. Iida and Izuku rushed over to her side to make sure she was okay.

“You have the rest of the day to unpack your things and relax, the real training starts tomorrow” With that, Aizawa left and we each headed off in our own directions to set up our dorms.

We all decided to meet up in the common area once we finished setting up our rooms, my dorm ended up right next to Minas’ which we were both very happy about, and Jiro was just up the hall (plz ignore if I got the layout wrong I don't remember what floors they’re all on). When me and the rest of the girls approached the couch we saw a few of the boys hanging out already. “Hey boys!” Mina cheered. We gathered around, everyone either sitting on one of the couches while Kaminari and Sero fought over the only chair. I looked around for a place to sit and found the only spot was next to the sparky blonde, Bakugo. I rolled my eyes, I didn't want to sit on the floor with Mineta but I also wasn't going to scrap with those two idiots for the chair. Sighing, I plopped down casually next to him, avoiding his gaze. I could feel his gaze burning into me so I glanced quickly, offering a sarcastic tight-lipped smile.

“Couldn’t you have sat somewhere else freak?” He glared, his body tensing under my gaze.

“Not when I knew you were just dying to see me” I retorted.

“Shut the hell up! You always have something so smart to say don't you?” He scoffed “It’s a miracle any of these wannabes hangout with you when you’re always so full of yourself” He shook his head, his arms crossing as a smirk played on his lips.

“I’m full of myself!? Have you ever even heard yourself talk!?” I shouted back, turning my body towards him.

“I talk about myself cause I know I'm better than the rest of you, you only talk about yourself to make you feel like anyone cares about you” His coolness infuriated me, the way he could catch on to my insecurities and toy with them. I stood up, I could feel my hands getting hot.

“If you’re so much better then why don't you prove it, bastard” I glared down at him, watching his expression shift to anger.

“Yeah!? You think you can beat me in a fight!?” He scoffed, standing up in front of me to look down on me, god how I wanted to smack him.

“Guys, I think we should all just calm down-” Hagakure piped up shyly before Bakugo interrupted her.

“Oh shut up you shitty extra! I don't even know how you made the damn cut for this class, waste of space” He scoffed. 

I watched Hagakures’ figure recoil, looking onto Bakugo with fury as I finally raised my fist and smiling when it connected with his jaw. I yelled out when I felt harsh hands grip my sides then-

“Hey! What the hell is going on here!?”

Oh shit.

[serxinns]

Could you do a yandere class 1A where reader is Aizawa’s kid?

Teachers Kid

(yan! Class 1a and platonic Yan aizawa x Aizawas kid reader

Tw: Mentions of abuse, Neglect and cheating

Aizawa was very overprotective of you as a kid Ever since your mom neglecteded you, cheated on him, and left the both of you with another scumbag, he remembered the way you reached your little toddler hands towards her while the snake cling to the scum's arm while they both giggled leaving while she said her final goodbyes it wasn't any Genuine he can hear how eager she was to leave this family the door shutted and you started crying calling out to the snake to come back with ur little grabby arms his heart stung he promised to protect you and to make you don't gotta deal with it again but 1st he had to take care of that woman...

•You lived with your dad your mom wasn't present in your life your dad told you that she did something really bad and now she's getting "Punished" Aizawa homeschooled you through elementary school to middle school it was fun at 1st but you felt a little sad when other kids played with their friends brought back cool stuff like toys and candy while you were stuck in the house either training with him with or without your quirk

•at a young age you dreamed of being a hero like your father and go to UA to be just like him as much as Aizawa loved to look up to you he could never let you be a hero but always shut the topic down with a strict warning you kept pressuring him trying to convince him, bribe him anything you even did the puppy eyes he secretly loves so much but he stood his ground and said no his final answer

•Aizawa was teaching his boring lesson to the class when he heard his ringtone but it wasn't his usual ringtone "Dad pumpkin spit a hairball in your shoe" he quickly turned his phone off flushed red in embarrassment he slowly turned to see the class in shock and some of them giggling a bit "YOU HAVE A CHILD?!"

• the classrooms were in chaos they were now fixated on their teacher's kid they were all asking questions about ur description, Quirk, Personality everything they wanted to know everything about you, Aizawa quickly quieted them down "Everyone needs to quiet down! Yes that's is my kid they're the same age as you all and is are HAPPLIY homeschooled that's it now let's continue " the class tried to answer more questions but Aizawa shut it down completely which made the class groan while Aizawa looked annoyed in the outside in the inside he was panicking, his class all discovered about you and they seem eager

•Even after school they all couldn't stop thinking about you whenever someone mentioned you in their heart. started to race and started to blush they haven't even met you yet so why do they feel this way... They gather around starting to wonder what are you

•while Aizawa was driving home he was just panicking even more his class found out about you he thought he was hiding. you so well why did he have to slip up he didn't want to put you in public high school it was just too dangerous especially if villains are now spawning up more commonly and he thought of something something he didn't like but it was his only choice

•"Y/N!, Kid we need to talk" you walked downstairs to see that your father was looking really serious like this was gonna be a long talk you gulped mentally "yea Dad also did you get my voicemail?" "That's the one we're talking about," your father said his eyes narrowing at you "But another thing since villains these days are commonly targeting heroes these days and I was worried about what would happen to you when you're home alone so I decided to nezu about enrolling you to Ua High-" just when you said that you jumped in his arms hugging him so tight "YES YES THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU" Aizawa may be defeated and nervous but seeing you bleamed up like you used to as a kid made him think you'll be fine "Alright then you start tomorrow im sure my class will love you"

[come-away-with-me87]

Modern Hearts Chapter 1

Summary: You and Shouta Aizawa had been good friends since elementary school, but you lost touch when you and your parents moved to a different country.  Twenty-five years later, you move back to Japan where you get a job in the library at U.A. High School.  Will your friendship rekindle, and even turn into something more?  Or will your heart be captured by the number two hero with the golden-brown eyes?

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Pairings: Shouta Aizawa | Eraserhead x Fem!Reader; Keigo Takami | Hawks x Fem!Reader

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You and Shouta Aizawa had been best friends since the first grade, where you first met.  He was a very small, thin child.  You were on the taller side, and very gangly.  Even in his childhood days, you could say he was the "black sheep" of his family.  He was not an upbeat or outgoing child, being the complete opposite of his parents and older sister.  You were similar to Shouta in a lot of ways, though not to the severity of his introvertedness.  You believe that's why you two were drawn to each other from the very beginning.  When you first met Shouta, he was sitting in the corner of the classroom by himself, doodling something with a crayon on a piece of paper.

"Whatcha drawin'?" you had asked him.  He just looked up at you with his onyx-colored eyes, looked back down, and went back to doodling.  You just sat next to him, pulled out a piece of paper and a box of crayons, and started doodling yourself, not saying anything to him.  Even though you were focusing on your drawing, you were in tune to your surroundings, for as young as you were, and noticed that the boy kept side-eyeing your drawing.  Nevertheless, you made the decision not to say anything else to him, especially if he didn't want to talk to you.

Finally, he spoke up in a small voice, "I'm Shouta Aizawa."  You looked over at him and gave him a small smile, "I'm Y/N L/N."  You asked him again, "so, what are you drawing?"  "A cat," he simply replied.  "I like your cat, here's mine," you showed him your drawing: it was two stick figures just standing next to each other, one with your H/C, the other with black hair.  "That's me and you," you beamed at him.  In that very instance, you two became inseparable.  

You two didn't really have any other friends in the classroom since you were both introverted, and your teacher noticed that, so she would often pair the two of you up when you had to work on group projects.  What you didn't realize, at the time, was that she was previously worried [separately] about you and Shouta not interacting with your classmates.  So when she noticed that you two seemed to get along well with another, she called your respective parents to let them know.

That's why the one day when you got home from school, your mom pulled you aside and said to you, "sweetie, your teacher called me earlier. I heard you made a friend at school, I'm so happy!"  You replied to her, "yeah mommy, his name is Shouta, and he's my best friend.  Can he come over?"  Your mom absolutely beamed, "of course, sweetie. Let me just call his parents and set up a time."  From that point forward, you two constantly went on play dates to each other's houses.

Shouta's parents and older sister were the complete opposite of him; they were upbeat and outgoing.  You felt the warmth when you were around them; they were so welcoming of you into their family.  It was the same way with your parents; they accepted Shouta as part of your family.  You didn't have any siblings; it was just you and your parents, so it was especially nice when Shouta was over.  It felt like you had a brother.

Things stayed like this until the middle of third grade, when you received devastating news; you were moving.  Not even to another city in Japan, or even a different prefecture; you were moving to a whole new country.  You didn't know much about your parents' jobs, but you knew enough to know that your dad was a businessman, and he "received an opportunity in America that he just couldn't pass up."  And on top of that, the move was happening within the next two weeks, as the business in America wanted your dad to start as soon as possible.

You cried and cried and cried to your parents, begging them to not move, and as sorry as they felt for moving you in the middle of the school year, they were adamant on their decision, telling you to start packing up your room.  The next day at school, you decided to break the news to Shouta during recess.  "I'm moving, Shouta."  He replied, "that's cool, Y/N.  Did your parents find a new house?"  You couldn't help but start to sob right there on the playground, and Shouta didn't know what to do.  "What's wrong?!"  You went on to tell him the story of how your dad got a new job in America, and you would be moving out of Japan in two weeks.

"I see," was all he could say.  Then, very uncharacteristically, he smiled at you and said, "we could be pen pals!"  Through your tears, you smiled back at him, "yeah!"  Since your house was being packed away, you had one last playdate at Shouta's house before you moved.  His mom, who had grown to love you like her own, hugged you while saying, "we'll miss you sweetie. Thank you for being such a good friend to Shouta."  You couldn't help but tear up at her words, "thank you for everything, Mrs. Aizawa."

Shouta and his parents came to bid you farewell the day you were moving.  Everything had already been arranged already, so all there was left to do was get in the car and go to the airport.  You and Shouta went up to one another, and for the first time in the two years, you two hugged each other.  "You're my best friend, Y/N.  Promise me we'll be pen pals."  You cried in return, "I promise, Shouta."  And with that, you and your parents got into the car, and made your way to the airport, not without turning around in the backseat and waving to Shouta one last time.

******

To be continued...

[kayentokk]

Could you write about aizawa having a younger sister or daughter in his class (or 1-B) and have some sort of angst to/or fluff with them? Thank youu <333

A/N;I have no excuses 😔 I’m so sorry this took me forever 😭. I really love the idea of an older brother Aizawa!! Dad too ofccc so maybe I’ll do a dad version of this later! I did it in like a headcannon style for part of this so hope ya don’t mind. Thank you for this request anon, and I hope you enjoy! 💕

Pairing; (platonic)Brother!Aizawa x Fem!Reader

Contains;age gap between reader and Aizawa is at least 10 years, platonic brother Aizawa, protective Aizawa, angst to fluff, sibling bond, pick your own quirk,

Wc; 1,134

Older-Brother!Aizawa who you used to be super close with growing up. He was your best friend and super caring towards you. But after U.A and becoming a hero he changed.

Older-Brother!Aizawa who became more distant and closed off, despite being the only parental figure in your life. You mom and dad were there, but not there. He was the one who fed you and taught you important core values, he was the one who loved you.

Older-Brother!Aizawa who, in your hopes of getting back close with, you beg to move in with. And promise to be on your best behavior and not bother him at all.

Older-Brother!Aizawa who gives in and moves you in with him.

Older-Brother!Aizawa Who is not as excited as you thought he’d be to know you made it into U.A High. He swallows thickly almost as if holding himself back and then he just gives you a non-enthusiastic ‘good job.’ Maybe it wasn’t good enough for him…

Older-Brother!Aizawa who barely even smiles when you tell him you made it into class 1-A. You were so excited, your brother, the person you admire most was going to be your teacher! But with his reaction, maybe he didn’t want you in his class….

Older-Brother!Aizawa who marks you off on the littlest things and is constantly correcting you. You thought you executed your strategy correctly, you had successfully eliminated the practice robot thingy with minimal damage to yourself and your surroundings. But according to your brother, you had been ‘extremely reckless and over confident.�� You just wanted to show him you could do it, maybe you couldn’t…

Older-Brother!Aizawa who used to be close to you and despite growing apart you never allowed yourself to believe he hated you. Maybe you should have…

Older-Brother!Aizawa who you overhear having a heated conversation with principal Nezu about expelling you.

“Shota, let’s be more reasonable about this-“

“No, you have to, I can’t stand-“

Older-Brother!Aizawa who hates you. You’re absolutely sure of it now. You stand right outside the door absolutely choked up, not even wanting to listen to his explanation about how he can’t stand you.

Older-Brother!Aizawa who hears a choked sob come from outside. He turns towards the noise to see your teary eyes through the slight crack of the mahogany door right before you run away embarrassed. Your own brother didn’t think you were good enough.

Older-Brother!Aizawa who is internally panicking. Why were you crying outside the door? Did you overhear? What did you hear? How much did you hear? Why were you even there? More importantly, where the hell were you running to?

Older-Brother!Aizawa who can’t wallow in questions and self-pity. He has to find you.

Older-Brother!Aizawa who is searching the whole city for you. He’s looked everywhere. Your favorite cafe, all the way across town, that he secretly goes to every morning to get your tea, the library that you always go to when you’re frustrated and need some much needed relaxation, the gym in case you wanted to blow off some steam. Everywhere, he has searched everywhere.

Older-Brother!Aizawa, who, even though has been searching for at least 2 hours in the rain, is not giving up on finding you.

Older-Brother!Aizawa who wanders into a convenience store to buy your favorite snacks for when he finds you, knowing you’ll be hungry since you left right before lunch.

Older-Brother!Aizawa who’s never been more happy to see you at the register digging in your pockets to find some change to buy…onigiri, his favorite?

Older-Brother!Aizawa who comes behind you and gently sets the money on the counter.

Older-Brother!Aizawa who you don’t even have to look at to notice the familiar scent and gruff gentleness of.

Older-Brother!Aizawa, who, having been relived to find you, realized you might not be so relieved to see him. Especially when you try to make a bolt for the door.

“Stop,” he says grabbing your arm, “please. Stop.”

The trek back to your shared apartment was silent. You should’ve just ran, you thought to yourself. It would’ve been a lot easier than this awkward silence that fills the kitchen now.

You get up to walk away and he speaks, “I don’t know what to say.”

You simply turn and stare, blinking, almost blankly into space.

“Im not sure what you heard- or what you think you may have heard. But I assure you-“

“What? That you don’t want me expelled?”

“It’s not like that Y/n-“ he tries to explain.

“So how is it then Shota?” You say, quite frankly tired of this whole ordeal.

“I-“ his voice falters for a moment, and you make a ‘tch’ before trying to continue your exit. Then, a voice so quiet, you wouldn’t have even heard it if not for the silence of the kitchen, says, “I love you.”

Your heart drops into your stomach and shatters into a million pieces, it’s been so long since you’ve heard him utter those words. But you’re so confused, what does that have to do with him wanting you expelled?

“Wh-what?”

“I love you Y/n. You’re my sister, and I don’t want you going down the same path I did.”

“You’re a great hero Shota, what do you mean-“

“I mean, I don’t want you to go through your life endlessly saving people and running yourself out. It’s tiring, Y/n, taxing. I want you to have fun and actually be a child, instead of worrying about everyone else’s safety.”

You sigh and move closer to him, “why didn’t you just tell me?”

“I don’t know y/n-“ he says running a hand through his hair exhaustedly, “I guess I wanted to be the older brother you always looked up to. I wanted to be strong for you.” As he says it he laughs, it’s a ridiculous thing to say but it’s how he feels.

“Shota, you know I never meant-“

“I know, but I still felt that way.”

“You never have to prove yourself to me, you could have the most boring office job and I’d still look up to you. You’re my older brother,” you said with a matter of fact tone and a shrug.

Those words did so much for him, and before you could even blink he had wrapped you in a warm embrace.

“Thank you,” he said burying his face into your shoulder.

Of course you guys would talk more later but right now what you both needed was comfort, more importantly, comfort in each other. You plan to work on your relationship once more, especially since you knew it wasn’t because he hated you now, and more importantly you were going to heal.

Older-Brother!Aizawa, who’s trying.

@/cafekitsune for the divider

[star1ight0]

Shouta Aizawa x Reader "Room for one more" PLATONIC

Tw for runaway/kicked out, abuse and sh(sorta)

Quirk: garden: allows you to manipulate and grow plants

Request are open

You had attended UA high for some time now and had made it into class 1-A you were lucky to be there considering how against your parents were. However the only reason you are able to attend was under the Principal Nezu's offer to have the school assist money wise. Your parents hated heroes and the idea of their kid being one disgusted them. You made it a point to mention as little school at home to avoid confrontation. But being that you enrolled late you had some paperwork to do.

You had asked for more time to get it filled out as it seemed impossible to talk to your parents together about the matter. However this was already 3 months into the school year, and you could tell both Aizawa and Nezu were tired of your excuses.

Aizawa made an effort early in the year to show as little care as possible to his students, and this was further proven by how strict he was and how careless he seemed to act towards all of 1-A. This was quickly disproven when he seemed to sacrifice himself for the class as a whole.

That being said you were the only enrolled student without everything completed, so he made it clear he'd have you removed from the class.

When you got home your mom was at work and your father seemed to be in a good mood so you pulled out the paper work from you bag and sat at the table with your dad.

"Can you um.. help me fill these out please dad. It has a bunch of questions about family health history and I also need your signature on some."

"Why? I thought you'd be smart enough to do this shit since you seem to be too good for this family we've done enough just allowing you to go to that god forsaken school."

After some back and forth it seemed to escalate and it only worsened once your mother got home. It went from paperwork to how horrible of a child you were.

"Sense you are too good for this family maybe you should just leave. "

Everything seemed to go downhill from there. You tried to reason with her and convince her to just let you say but it only seemed to make her want you in the house even less. Finally you tried to reason with them one more time ultimately getting yourself a hit to the face from your dad. Ending with him giving you till the end of the night to leave the house.

What were you even supposed to do? You had a bag with a few clothes and not much money. Most of your extended family lived on the opposite side of Japan so there was no way you could get there nor stay there for more than a few days.

There was absolutely no way in hell you could tell any of your UA friends you parents just kicked you out over hero school paper work. So you had little to no options.

A few hours passed and you were out wandering the streets and you decided it'd be best to just go back to the school and find somewhere to crash for the night. Halfway to the school it started raining and it was well past midnight and you still had nowhere to go. You sat in a nearby coffee shop soaked and used some of the money left on your card. You scrolled through your phone trying to think of someone to call when your eyes landed on your homeroom teacher's number. It was a bad idea right?

He probably wouldn't answer anyways, but what other choice did you have? The phone rang 3 times and just as you were about to give up the line picked up

It's 2 in the morning you better be dying or calling on accident kid.

No unfortunately, I um- do you - um..

Spit it out kid I'm tired and UA doesn't pay me nearly enough

Yeah no sorry um.. is the school open?

No why the hell would it be open. Why are you even calling?

Um..

You feel a knot in your throat and your mind went completely blank

Are you okay kid? Where the hell are you

Um a coffee show a few blocks from the school. I- don't -

You can feel breaking down completely on the phone and your brain forming incoherent sentences.

Just stay there. Don't move. I'll be there in like.. 8 minutes.

After some time past Aizawa showed up and the first few minutes were just him trying to get you to calm down without saying anything that could possibly make you shut down completely. After you were completely calm and got you in the car.

If you tell me why you're out at 2am and what the hell and who the hell happened to your face. . I'll let you sleep on the couch.

You placed your hands on your lap and summoned small vines with thorns around your hands and then they all disappeared and you could feel Aizawa looking at you canceling it out. "None of that. Okay? Just talk about it. Please kid, you gotta give me something to work with before I let you crash on my couch"

You looked over at him pulled out the blank paper work "They don't like heros. They only let me go because. . Nezu offered to pay for most of it. I asked for them to help and.. it all escalated so quickly. Next thing I knew : hit to the face from my dad and my mom telling me to get out."

He looked to you with a feeling you couldn't quite understand, was it anger? Was he angry at you for this, your mind began to race and you felt yourself closing off again and feel your chest pound.

"you'll stay at my apartment, for now at least. You won't be going back home for a while"

As you went to protest the idea he shut it down quickly saying it was no trouble and reassuring you on the matter as a whole.

Sorry I haven't been posting I'm busy and stressed

[nights-legacy]

Hello!! Imagine that fem reader is Edgeshot's daughter, but no one knows about it, because he wanted a good childhood for her without paparazzi and too much attention. Now reader in UA and dating with Bakugo and she wants to introduce him to her dad. Love you🥰

Masterlist MHA Masterlist #2

Who's Daughter? - Bakugou x Reader

2045 words

Warnings: none

+ You are the daughter of Edgeshot and girlfriend to Bakugou Katsuki. You had been dating for a while, and your parents want to finally meet him. The problem is that noone knows you are the daughter of Edgeshot, so Bakugou is in for a surprise.

Quirk- Light Ribbon Whips (Mother has a light quirk)

Y/N's POV

It was a quiet evening at UA. I was scrolling through Facebook while Bakugou was asleep on my chest. I was gently running my fingers through his blonde spikes. He hummed in delight in his sleep. The domesticity of the situation was making my heart flutter.

We have been dating for a while. He had asked me out not long after we moved into the dorms and it was bliss. I was apprehensive at first due to how he was but he convinced me to let him prove himself. He never did anything halfway.

"Cuteness..." I muttered as I brushed the hair from his forehead. My phone softly ringing pulled me out of my stuper. "Hello?"

"Hi there, my Little Whip."

"His Dad." I whispered.

"Something wrong?" His voice became alert.

"Nope. Bakugou is just asleep." I said. My parents knew Bakugou and I spent time in each other's room. They trusted me and didn't tell Aizawa either.

"Oh, alright. That's good." He relaxed. "Actually, he's part of the reason I called."

"Oh really?" I looked down at the boy. I began to run my free hand through his hair again.

"Yes. Your mother and I would like to finally meet him. He makes you so happy and that makes us happy. We don't want to rush anything so when he's ready, we're ready. Just let us know."

"Alright. Wow." I chuckled softly. I stilled when Bakugou shifted. "I'll ask him. But don't go all big tough dad on him Okay. I'm pretty sure he'll just blow up on you."

"Oh, I know. I've met the young man out on the field. I'm more curious to see his reaction when he realizes who your dad is."

"That'll be something." I chuckled softly. "What was the other thing you wanted to talk about?"

"Oh, that was for your mother. Kei! Your turn."

"Thank you." I heard the phone being passed. "Hi Honey."

"Hi mom."

"I just wanted to let you know that I will be leaving in two days for England for work. I'll be gone for around two days."

"Oh okay. Thanks for letting me know. I don't want to call you while you're sleeping, Mama Bear."

"Oh you!" She laughed. "I'm not that grumpy waking up."

"Yes you are!" I heard dad in the background. I had to bite my lip so I wouldn't laugh out loud.

"Alright, alright." She huffed. "Goodnight, sweetie."

"Goodnight you guys." I hung up and plugged my phone in. I used my whip to hit the light switch and settled in myself.

~

It wasn't until lunch the next day that I brought it up with Bakugou. I waited for him to get to the table while trying to think of how to ask him. About halfway through lunch I just decided to ask him outright.

"Hey Bakugou?"

"Hmm?" He looked up at me from where he was leant over his bowl.

"How would you like to meet my parents?" I asked quickly. He choked suddenly, hitting his chest to help.

"Oooo!" Kaminari chimed.

"Shut it spark plug." He glared at the boy with warning sparks before turning back to me. "What?"

"My parents want to meet you. There's no rush of when. Just wherever you're ready."

"Oh." He looked away. He became a little red in the face. I gnawed at my lip, nervous. "Can I think about it?"

"Of course. Whenever you're ready." I assured him. He nodded. I looked down and I went back to gnawing my lip.

"Hey." I felt his thumb press against my lip. I stopped and looked up at him. "Don't do that. It'll be alright."

"Okay." He got up, gave me a peck, and left the table. I shared a look with Kiri and he gave me a smile.

"It'll be okay like he said. It's Bakugou, this is new to him."

"You're right." I nodded before looking in the direction Bakugou went off.

"Since when has Kacchan been so soft?" A giggle forced its way out as that quickly became the topic of the table.

~

It was a few days before Bakugou came to me with an answer. He was quiet for those few days. Unusually quiet. He still spent time with me but he was noticeably distracted. I was starting to get discouraged when he showed up at my room.

"Baby?" I looked up to see him leaving against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest. He was watching me with a sorry look on his face.

"Hey." I smiled up at him. I was sitting on the edge of my bed with a book in my lap. He gave me a small smile before pushing off the frame.

"First of all, I would like to apologize." He sat on his knees in front of me. "I've been really distant lately. This just threw me off guard. You know that all this sappy relationship stuff is new to me."

"Yeah. I know." I reached up and brushed his cheek. "I knew this would be a bit jarring. But I knew you could handle it."

"Yeah. Of course I can." He smirked. I rolled my eyes. "But on a serious note. I would like to meet your parents."

"Really?" My eyes widened. He nodded. "Awesome. I promise they'll be on their best behavior. As long as you are on your best behavior too."

"Huh!" Before I could blink, I was tackled back onto my bed. "I'm always on my best behavior." He yelled.

"Bakugou!" I laughed. "Maybe we should revisit your definition of 'best'." I poked him in the chest. He glared at me before huffing. He plopped down next to me. "So when were you thinking?"

"This weekend, maybe?" He looked at me.

"Okay. I'll call my parents."

~

"Okay. There's no need to be nervous. My parents are really cool and laid back." I ran my fingers through his hair. He just watched me. He was dressed normally. Black jeans with a simple long sleeve orange shirt.

"I'm not nervous, babe. I think I can handle your parents." He pushed my hand away. I bit down a smirk and he must have taken it as a nervous bite. He brushed his thumb across my lip. "It'll be alright."

"I know." I kissed him softly. He cupped the back of head, deepening the kiss. I pulled away reluctantly. I don't think it would be nice for my parents to find us making out on the doorstep. "Come on. Oh, and don't be too surprised, okay?"

"Surprised? What are you talking about, women?" I just chuckled, pulling him towards the door. I could feel his glare on the back of my head.

"Mom! Dad! We're here!"

"Finally!" Dad exclaimed.

"Shinya!" I heard mom scold followed by a whack and a grunt. I chuckled. We kicked off our shoes at the door and I heard a small popping. I glanced at Bakugou's hand and saw a Spark before he clenched it into a fist.

"Not nervous, huh?" I raised my eyebrow at him.

"Shut up." He grumbled. I grabbed his hand, kissed it, and led him through the living room to the dining room. I could see the dining room table set up before my mother stepped into the room.

"Hello! It is so nice to finally meet you, Bakugou. I'm Y/N's mother, Nissa Kamihara." She held out her hand to him. I could see him grasp her hand gently before shaking it.

"It's a pleasure to meet you too." I could hear the very small shake to his voice.

"Shin. Come on in here!"

"Coming!" Out of the kitchen, my dad appeared. His normal jagged, high hair was in a low ponytail that was draped over his shoulder. He was wiping his hands off with a dish towel. "Welcome Mr. Bakugou." He held out his and they shared a firm handshake. I could see a flash of recognition in Bakugou's eyes and held back a chuckle.

"Hello sir." Bakugou nodded. After they let go, Dad pulled me into his side.

"We've missed you, kid." He hugged me tight and kissed my head. He let me go and I went to hug mom.

"Wait... do I know you?" The confusion on Bakugou's face was amusing. I went and stood next to him as he looked at Dad. He looked at me next. "Babe, I swear that I..."

"Ha ha." I started laughing and buried my head in his shoulder. I could hear my Mom giggling too.

"Hey! What?!" He snapped. I could tell he was irritated but only slightly. He hit my hip to get my attention.

"You actually do know me, Mr. Bakugou." I could see the confusion and irritation grow.

"Just tell him, Dad. Before he blows a fuse." Said boy gave me a small side glare.

"Fine. Fine." Dad chuckled. He walked over to the closet he kept his hero suit in. He pulled out his mask, neck wrap, and shoulder guard. Bakugou's eyes squinted before widering in recognition.

"Edgeshot! Your father is Edgeshot?!" He turned to me.

"Yep."

"What? Why didn't you..." He trained off before turning back to dad. "I thought you didn't have a family." Dad smiled before turning to Mom and pulled her into his side.

"How about I explain over dinner?"

~

"So you see, I just want to protect them. From the media, from villains, everything that is involved with the hero life especially since we had Y/N so young."

"Damn." Bakugou leant back in his chair.

"Yeah. It's not logical for a hero to have a family so young but I wouldn't do it any different." He squeezed moms hand. "Now that Y/N is on her way to being a hero herself, I'm not as worried anymore."

"Are you going to let the world know that you have a family?"

"Possibly. In reality it's not any of the world's business." Bakugou nodded. His hand absentmindedly moved to my thigh in a tense grip. I could tell there was something on his mind. I reached up and ran my hand through his hair.

"Whatcha thinking about, Blasty?"

"Was it hard? Balancing the hero work and your personal life?" Dad sat silent for a minute.

"Yeah. It was. There were times where it was really hard and trying. Times where We didn't know if we could make it through. But it was all worth it in the end."

"Okay." I set my hand on top of his.

After that, the evening became lighter. Bakugou began to act like his normal self. I think he felt more comfortable after realizing he actually knew my Dad. Mom got a taste of the real Bakugou. The angry pomeranian and the soft Bakugou hours. I even heard my Dad and Bakugou having a one on one that I refused to eavesdrop on.

"See you later guys." I called as we left. We walked hand and hand down the sidewalk in a comfortable silence.

"You know, your quirk makes a lot more sense now." He suddenly said.

"Why's that?"

"I always thought that your quirk was similar in a way to Edgeshots in a way. So now it makes more sense."

"Surprise." I chuckled.

"I can't believe you tell me or I didn't figure it out."

"Well in your defense, I don't share a name with my dad for reasons. And I never made any indication of who he was."

"No you didn't!" He grabbed my sides and began to tickle me. I squealed and fought against him. He eventually stopped and just held me to him. He hooked his chin over my shoulder.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you thought."

"Nah." He turned me around. "I understand why you didn't. It's okay."

"Hmm." I smiled before reaching up and nuzzling my nose against his. I kissed him softly. "Kami's right. You have gotten soft." His face shifted in an instant. I laughed, knowing I stirred him up.

"Wha..." I quickly pushed away and ran.

"Race you back!"

"Oh! You little brat!" I heard the familiar popping of his quirk. "You know you can't beat me. No matter if you're a pro's daughter or not."

God, did I love my angry pomeranian.

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[dreamilysporadicpervert]

S. Aizawa | A Flame From the Ashes

Art: bill60223 on X(Twitter)

Step-father Aizawa x Step-daughter reader, where (Y/n) looks too much like her [dead] mother to resist

Word count: 2666

MINORS, DO NOT INTERACT

CW: 18+, dub-con, (sort of) incest, vaginal penetration, overstimulation, age gap (reader is 16)

          It’s been a few years since your mother died, and it’s affected you and your stepfather both immensely. But in those years, the loss has just made your bond even stronger. You do everything together whenever you can, and he even takes time off of work for you, which makes it even more special. He is your rock, and you are his.

          You’ve never really had a boyfriend, and even when you have, they never last long. It’s not that you look bad; you look more and more like your mom every day, and she was gorgeous. It’s not your demeanor; you’re very kind, sweet, and caring to everyone you meet. For the life of you, you can’t figure out why you can’t keep a boyfriend longer than a few days.

          It was your sweet 16 last weekend, and this weekend, you’ve decided to just chill in your house instead of going out to see other people or having any friends over. With all of the excitement of your birthday and then school throughout the week, there’s only one person you want to be around: Aizawa. He’s a wonderful father-figure, even though he’s not your biological parent. 

          You haven’t seen your own father since your mom took you when you were 7 to see him in prison, so Aizawa is the only real dad you have. He’s also the only family that you have, as your mom didn’t have any family left and Aizawa himself doesn’t have anyone, either. It’s just the two of you, and honestly, that’s enough for you.

          Aizawa is a bit cold and strict with everyone else, but with you, he’s like a different person entirely. He dotes on you as if you were truly his own, giving you all the love and affection that he has inside. It’s almost enough to make you jealous when he is nice to anyone else, because you’re so used to being the only one to receive his affection and it makes you feel special to be that person.

          That being said, he has already promised this weekend will be just you and him, and you couldn’t be more excited. He’s even coming home early from work just to maximize his time with you since last weekend was time you spent with all of your friends. It is almost like his birthday gift to you. Well, another gift, since he also gave you actual gifts at your birthday party, but this is like an encore.

          When you get home from school, you go take a shower because you want to be clean and comfortable when you snuggle in with him for the movies he promised to watch later. After your shower, you get into your favorite oversized T-shirt and shorts, leaving your hair loose after you brush it so it can dry properly.

          Once you’re finished, you waltz out into the living area, running to greet him at the door. He’d barely had time to even properly get inside before you attacked him with a hug. “Hi, Daddy,” you say affectionately, squeezing him tightly. The sight of you so excited makes his heart skip a beat, and he leans down to give you a soft kiss on your forehead.

          “Hey there, sweetpea,” he greets back, setting his keys and a bag with takeout in it on the counter and kicking the door closed behind him, wrapping you in his warm, strong arms. “You ready for this weekend,” he questions softly, affection laced in his voice that one would only hear when he’s talking to you. Once again, you find yourself feeling happier because of this knowledge.

          “Yeah,” you answer back, your voice bubbling with excitement. Your eyes glitter as you look up at him, your cheek squished against his chest as you continue to hug him so tightly. He can’t help but smile at how adorable you are. When you let go of him, you both eat your takeout and he goes to take a quick shower, coming out in sweatpants and a T-shirt. “Ready to watch some movies,” he asks, chuckling when you nod so eagerly.

          You settle in and watch a steady marathon of all of your favorite movies, only really getting up between movies to go to the bathroom or get up to make popcorn or get more drink. It’s the perfect chill night with your favorite person in the whole world. You watch movies for hours, staying curled into his side but snuggling closer with every movie that you watch.

          On one movie break, when you come back from the bathroom, he lets you sit on his lap. It’s a perfectly normal occurrence between the two of you, and you like it because it means that he can hold you even closer while you watch movies with him, his chin resting on your shoulder as you relax together. You watch the whole movie like this, comfortable in his embrace with nowhere else you’d rather be.

          “Hey (Y/n),” he whispers into your ear, his chin digging into your shoulder with every word as he speaks. “Yeah,” you answer back softly, turning your head slightly to look at him for whatever he wants to say. He looks like he debates what he wants to ask before finally opening his mouth to speak. “Do you want to watch a new movie with me?”

          “A new movie? Sure,” you say excitedly. You always love when he has new movies to show you, so you’re sure this will be no different. He looks at you with a soft smile, affection and… something else, twinkling in his gray eyes. He speaks, his voice soft and sweet. “Alright, (Y/n)… It’s a bit more mature than some of the things we watch, but you’re getting older now, so I can’t limit you to kids movies forever, you know?”

          “Oh… Well, I don’t mind, I guess. I’m sure it will be fine, right?” You look at him, returning his soft smile. He pulls up the movie he wants to watch and returns his chin to your shoulder, his arms draped loosely around you. It’s Deadpool, so there’s a lot of action and you are absorbed in the story since it’s almost like what you imagine Aizawa doing, but a bit more violent and vulgar.

           The vulgarity doesn’t really bother you, because you’ve heard worse at school. It’s when Wade finds Vanessa and their intimate moments are displayed that you find yourself getting a bit flushed and embarrassed. You try to power through, but your body starts to become as warm as your face and you have no idea why, but your heart is also racing.

          “You okay, sweetpea,” Aizawa asks softly, secretly knowing exactly what’s happening and reveling in it. “I… I’m okay, Daddy,” you say, your face beet red, unable to look away from the movie. It’s like morbid curiosity. You feel Aizawa’s chin digging into your shoulder again when he speaks. “That’s what two people do when they love each other very much,” he whispers softly.

          You swallow and keep watching, not noticing where his hands are until he slips one down over your hips and in between your legs, rubbing you softly through your shorts. Your core throbs from the sudden touch and you let out a soft noise of surprise. “Shhh,” he whispers. “It’s okay, (Y/n). I know what you need. You just have to trust me, okay?”

          “Mhm,” you answer hesitantly, more of a whimper than anything else. He gives a soft smile and applies a bit more pressure, causing the throbbing to increase, wetness building quickly at your entrance. You’re not really paying much attention to the movie anymore, and he pauses it to give you his full attention. You whimper again, not sure what this is but knowing that it feels wonderful. 

          He knows you need a bit more, so he slips his hand into your shorts and starts playing directly with your throbbing clit. Your legs try to squeeze closed on instinct, but he holds them apart. He coos sweetly into your ear while he massages you just right, “You’re my sweet girl, aren’t you?” Your mind is slow to process that he’s said anything, still concentrated on the pleasure, but you manage to answer. “Y-Yes, Daddy.”

          He smirks quietly, slipping his other hand up your shirt to start massaging your breasts, playing with your hardened nipples. You lean back into his embrace, squirming as he gives extra care and attention to your sensitive skin. He decides that it’s time to keep going, slipping a long digit into your weeping hole while he keeps circling your clit with his thumb. The sudden invasion makes you gasp, but it feels good when he curls his finger inside you, so you don’t complain.

          He listens to the way you mewl in pleasure, your breath coming in hot pants, and he starts to get hard beneath your squirming form. He knows he needs you prepared for him so he adds another finger, kissing the side of your neck. He feels you start to tremble, your juices slick on his hand, and he knows you’re close. “Let yourself go, sweet girl. It’s alright,” he whispers softly. 

          Something about the way he says it makes your body follow his command and you let out a strangled moan as you squirt all over his hand, clutching at his forearms as you ride it out. He kisses the side of your neck again. “Good girl,” he whispers sensually. “Do you want me to make it feel even better, sweet girl?” He grins as you mumble an affirmative answer, panting hard from the exertion and your release.

          He has you turn around, pulling his pants down enough to free his erection, pre cum already leaking from the tip. He motions you closer and guides you to straddle him. “It might hurt a bit at first, but I promise it will feel so good, (Y/n),” he whispers. You nod your understanding and then he pushes your shorts aside, aligning his tip with your entrance. He pushes you down on it slowly, watching himself disappear inside of your slick walls.

          “Sweet girl, you have to relax just a bit, okay,” he grunts softly, biting his lip as he slides you down further. You clutch onto his shoulders, tears pricking at your eyes, but you try to do as he says and relax. When you do, you notice that it doesn’t hurt as much anymore and you let out a soft noise of pleasure as he reaches deeper and deeper.

          When you’re fully seated on his lap, he lets you sit there for just a minute to get used to the size of him inside of you. It’s a very full feeling. “Are you ready, (Y/n),” he asks you softly. You nod, and he puts his hands on your hips, his grip firm but gentle as he helps you start moving up and down. “D-Daddy, it feels so good,” you whimper as you start moving more on your own.

          “Good, sweet girl,” he replies softly, brushing your hair back off of your collarbone and pressing light kisses to your skin, groaning softly as you keep riding his lap. He kisses along your collarbone and up your neck, nipping and sucking the skin lightly here and there. The fabric of your shorts is getting sticky with your juices as you keep going, but neither of you care at this point.  

         He’s actually thankful that you decided not to wear a bra or panties. It makes it that much hotter for him. He slips off your baggy T-shirt so he can watch your breasts bounce, letting out a low moan at the sight. His hips jerk upwards into you and you let out a whimper of surprise as he starts rutting into you, matching your pace. He thrusts faster, gripping your hips as he helps you keep up with his pace. 

          The faster and harder he thrusts, the farther he pushes inside you, and the entire situation is just too much to handle. You clench around his cock without warning, soaking his lap as you cry out in pleasure. He barely has time to pull out before his hot seed spills all over your thighs, staining the front of your shorts. Both of you pant, your breathing hot and labored. Something about the sight of you right now turns him on even more.

          He pulls you in close and gives you a tender kiss. “How are you feeling, sweet girl,” he asks in a soft whisper. Through your heavy breathing, you mumble, “I’m okay, Daddy.” He watches you for a minute, pulling you a bit closer in his arms and rubbing circles into your back with his fingers. “Do you want more,” he asks cautiously.

          “More?” You ask, a bit confused. “I don’t know if I could do that again tonight.” He brings his hand up and caresses your cheek. “(Y/n), I can give you more, and this time, I’ll do all the work… If you want, that is. We don’t have to.” His voice is soft and sweet, and you feel like you do want him to do more. “It’s okay, Daddy… I want to.”

          “Alright… Lay down next to me,” he commands softly, patting the couch cushion next to him. You do as he says and watch him strip off his shirt and pants, revealing his muscled form in an extent that you’ve never seen it before. He grabs ahold of your wet, sticky shorts and slides them off of you, leaving you both completely naked, just staring at each other for a moment in silence.

          Aizawa moves closer, crawling on top of you. He positions himself between your thighs, leaning down to kiss you. His lips are warm and soft, and he hopes that you can feel just how much he loves you through his kisses. He probes your lips with his tongue, rubbing the tip of his cock on your swollen clit to make you gasp and let him explore your mouth. Your taste is intoxicating to him, and he grins into the kiss as your tongue starts moving against his.

          He rubs against you for another minute or two, teasing you just right until you let out a needy whine. “Okay sweet girl… I’ll give you what you want,” he says softly, pushing his cock deep into your already quivering walls. There’s no adjustment period this time before he starts slamming his hips into yours. The new angle rubs that spongy spot in just the right way with every powerful stroke.

          He kisses you while he pounds into you, muffling your moans as his tongue invades your mouth once more. He pushes you quickly towards your release, growing more and more ravenous for your taste and the feel of you squeezing around his cock. When his own release comes, he doesn’t even bother pulling out this time, filling you up with cum and pumping it deep inside you.

          He fucks you until your cries become completely incoherent and his seed oozes from your overstimulated hole, your heart pounding in our chest and your throat a bit raw. He strokes your hair softly, smiling down at you as he tries to get his own breathing under control. “Are you okay, sweet girl,” he asks affectionately, his gray eyes slightly concerned that he may have gone too far.

          You nod slowly, not trusting your voice quite yet. You’re both covered in sweat and the couch is a complete mess, but he doesn’t much care about those things right now. He lays down next to you with his back against the couch, pulling you in close and turning the movie back on. He kisses you gently on the cheek, overjoyed that this all went over so well. He already knows he wants to do it again, but he just hopes that you want to do it again with him as well.

[fatkish]

I was wondering if I could get Tenya with a friend reader that has verbally and physically abusive parents (and if it could end with him helping reader leave, that would be great!)? Thank you for considering!

Tenya Iida x Reader Drabble

Your parents weren’t the best. They are physically and verbally abusive towards you. You have a mutant quirk that gives you dragonfly wings, pointed ears compound eyes similar to that of an insect and a lizard like tail. You’re able to breath fire and are impervious to flames. But your parents aren’t mutants so they think certain aspects of your appearance are ugly, even though you’re covered in iridescent, shiny (f/c) scales.

You are a student of class 1A and are in seat 21 and are ranked 7/21 academically. Quirk-wise, you’re ranked 10/21 for your overall quirk performance in Aizawa quirk apprehension test. You were transferred to UA due to your parents insistence, your teachers at your previous school knew about your parents treatment of you and tried to help you but they failed. When they sent over your student transcripts, they alerted UA about it secretly, needless to say, UA accepted you after seeing how well you used your quirk and the fact that you were among the recommended students.

It was a weekend day when you unintentionally met Iida. You and Iida had become friends over the early school year and became study buddies. You had been out getting groceries after studying at the library and were running late getting home that afternoon when you ran across Iida. Being the responsible young man that he is, he insisted he help you with your errands and to avoid suspicion, you agreed to let him help.

You both had finished your shopping and were headed towards your house. You tried to insist that you didn’t need any help bringing everything in but he persisted. So you unlocked your front door and let the two of you in. You both walked into the kitchen and you began to put the groceries away with Iida’s help. You had been putting the vegetables away when your mother walked in and eyed Iida.

“(Y/n), who is this? I don’t recall saying you could bring anyone over.” Your mother chided in a sugary sweet tone that you knew meant you were in trouble.

“Ah! Hello, my name is Tenya Iida and I humbly apologize for entering your house unexpectedly, I merely wanted to assist my friend (y/n) with their chores since we happened to meet at the store. Please accept my most sincere apologies” Iida deeply bowed as he spoke to your mother.

Unknown to Iida, your mother was the worse of your parents and would never pass up a chance to ridicule you. Knowing that nothing good could come from this interaction, you kept your head down as your mother invited Tenya to stay for dinner. As your mother talked to Iida in the living room, you were stuck in the kitchen making dinner, which consisted of chicken Katsu curry, sesame spinach salad and miso soup. For dessert you made Sakura rice cakes and Sakura mochi.

It was 5:00 pm when your dad got home and you had just finished making dinner when you mom walked in with Iida and your father. After greeting your father, Tenya and your parents sit down for dinner while you serve everyone. Iida can somewhat sense the tension but he doesn’t know what the reason for it is. As you sit down and you all begin to eat your mother begins to talk.

“So Iida dear, I hear you go to school at UA, how is it?”

“Well, the teachers are among Japan’s finest and we learn very valuable lessons from them.”

“You seem like a very smart and accomplished young man”

“Why thank you Mrs. (l/n)

“It’s too bad our (y/n) can’t be more like you. I mean, they can cook well at least, but that’s not enough to get them anywhere. I just fear for their future ya know, with the way they look, it’s not like anyone is going to be attracted to them. Our little (y/n) will be alone for their entire life”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t believe it’s right for you to say such things about (y/n), they’re incredibly smart and talented and are one of the top students in our class. I don’t think there’s any need to fear for their future”

Iida tried to reason and defend you but your mother persisted with her cruel words. You tried to get Iida to stop but he continued to defend you. After a few more harsh words left your mother’s lips, Iida had had enough.

“I think it’s time I went home, thank you for your hospitality. It is late and I should be heading home.” You had walked Iida to your door and that was when you both heard your mother call you a freak. You hung your head as you said goodbye to Iida. As he left you went back inside and closed the front door only to be smacked across the face by your mother.

Your mother began to berate you and scold you for inviting a ‘friend’ over. She continued to hit you as you just let her hit you, knowing that fighting back would only make it worse. It was when she used her heat quirk to burn you that the front door opened and Iida pushed your mother back. He quickly had you gather your things as he called the police on your mother for abuse.

When the police came and arrested your mother, Iida offered for you to come and stay with him and his family. You tried to deny his offer but he wasn’t taking no for an answer. He brought you to his house, which was huge by the way, and explained to his mother what had happened and that you needed a place to stay. When his mother heard what your mother did to you she told you to stay as long as you needed.

His family was so kind and you got to meet his older brother Tensei. His family welcomed you and treated you nicely and it made you realize how much better things could be. Eventually Iida’s family became your found family and you loved having dinner with them. Your parents had lost custody of you and the Iida’s happily adopted you and you officially became part of the family.