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sundeathh · 1 year

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Aizawa’s sick day

One-shot | Masterlist

Pairing: Aizawa × Reader | Word count: 2,5k

Fandom: BNHA | MHA | Tags: fluffy, reverse comfort, home life, romance, SFW

CW: Sickness, of course (nothing too disturbing). Also: stable relationship, cheesy stuff, married couple dynamic, playful threats and teases. Readers' gender and appearance are not described, but there is a mention of reader being a "wife".

Notes: I've been working a lot lately, and I managed to get myself sick. I went to the EM two times now, and I just got some palliative medicine that didn't do much to the overall issue. I'm still sick. But I'm better than before and will be returning to work tomorrow (I can't afford absence anymore, unfortunately). But that's it.

I hate being sick, as real life doesn't pause to let me rest. So, to help me unwind for a little bit, I wrote this piece to take the focus off my sickness and to flutter my chest by pretending to take care of, at least, a fictional character. I hope you'll enjoy it. Sorry if there's any spelling; it is late, I'm sleepy, and my eyes are burning. Take care, love yall.

08:44 pm

"I'm home." The tired man called as he opened the door and took off his shoes. It has been a long day at work, and Shōta is more than exhausted. Slowly, he made his way down the hall to put the rest of his stuff away and grab a quick shower before dinner.

After taking note that you were not in the living room nor the kitchen, he reached your shared bedroom and pushed the door open, where he met with a smile that caused him to relax instantly after stepping inside.

"Oh! Hey, hun! Welcome back!" You greeted as you folded another piece of laundry, which was still warm from the dryer. Neat piles lined up on the king-sized bed.

"Hey." He replied quietly before walking over to you and pecking your lips. It had been rough lately, and every time he got home late from work, you noticed how increasingly tense he seemed as the days passed.

"I thought you would be home early today." You commented. "Where were you? I was worried."

He sat on the bed next to where you stood, watching as you folded another shirt. Then, he sighed, rubbing his sore eyes as he rested his other hand on his knee.

"I was supposed to, but they needed me for a meeting and kept me late. Sorry I didn't text you." He explains, feeling a slight guilt sting in his chest as he glances at the clothes on the bed. You had to do his chores again.

"I see." You respond quietly, with no resentment in your voice at all. "It's fine. But it is also late, so you should get ready for dinner." You instructed.

Aizawa nodded and stood up before heading into the bathroom to shower, coming back moments later looking entirely drowsy.

"You look so exhausted." Your worried words pull Shōta from his sleepy state, the bed now looking pretty free from the clothes as you put the last pile into a drawer. "Didn't take proper care of yourself today, did you?" You questioned. "Did you eat anything besides applesauce?"

His eyebrows knitted together as he looked at you. You know he hates when you call him out like this. But you are right. Today was rough. "Yeah, yes, I know. Sorry. I promise I'll get better." His soft tone had you smiling.

"No need to apologize, baby. I was just worried, that is all." You reassured as you walked toward him, snaking your arms around his waist and holding on tight, pulling him closer against your body. "You okay?" You asked quietly.

"Yeah." He nuzzled your neck. "Just tired." He explained, and you gently ran your hand up and down his back.

The two of you stayed embraced for a few seconds, pulling apart only after your stomach let out its demands, prompting you both to chuckle lightly.

"Sorry, I have not eaten yet." You apologized before inviting him to the dining room, dragging his willing self by the hand.

As he followed behind, you heard him scolding you for your behavior. "I told you to stop waiting for me to have dinner when I do not get home until seven."

You rolled your eyes playfully as you turned the corner. "Sorry, I guess I forgot." You replied as you walked into the kitchen. "And besides, I did not have the appetite to eat alone anyway."

That earned you a soft laugh from the man who walked into the kitchen soon after you, helping you bring the food to the dining table afterward.

And, as you made yourselves comfortable, you two started eating. Small talk filled the air as you avoided both talking about work or the things that could be troubling your husband since dinner was not time for stress.

And this goes both ways, as Shōta knows that this small amount of time after he arrives is all he has with you since he needs to leave for work again before you even wake up the next day.

Not long after, however, you can not help but notice how the dark circles under his eyes looked more purple than you ever saw, and his movements seemed a lot slower than what you were used to;

It worried you. Even though you know the hero and teaching work are naturally wearing, despite his tiredness, he always afforded to act, at least around you, not so worn out.

He had not been sleeping well recently, and you wanted to do something about it; but now was not the time, so you decided against mentioning it to him right now, as you knew it would bother him even further.

But he noticed you staring anyway, and his gaze drifted toward your lips, then back to your eyes. He raised a brow.

"Are you gonna finish those?" You asked, motioning to his half-eaten meal, which he absently turned over repetitively with his utensils. He shrugged. "Maybe later tonight?"

You nodded once in understanding and returned your attention to your plate. "Okay," you said.

He then went back into playing with his food in silence, which you did not mind. You know he was not hungry anymore but was making time to give you company as you finished your meal anyways.

Once you finished, he rinsed the dishes while you dried them, setting them aside. Then, Shōta followed you back into the living room, where he plopped down on the couch.

Before long, you were cuddling together as something mindless passed on the TV screen. And, at some point during the movie, you began yawning, slowly lulling your head onto the shoulder of your partner, while his head would eventually fall forward as sleep threatened to grab hold of either of you.

So, reluctantly you sat up, stretching your back before turning to face Shōta. "Should we head to bed? Or do you want us to stay up here a while longer?" You asked, leaning in slightly, resting a hand on his leg.

He shook his head. "I think it's time for bed."

You nodded and stood up first, extending your hand toward him to help him stand up too. And, with his hand intertwined with yours, you led him back to the bedroom – where he went straight to lie on the bed.

After you were both settled, you wrapped an arm around his torso, nuzzling your head into his chest as he reciprocated the embrace, snuggling closer. Then, he placed a soft kiss on the crown of your head.

02:51 am

You woke up feeling hot. Well, hot enough for someone who does not bother regard to temperature. It is a bit unusual, and usually, you do not even realize the temperature change when asleep.

You shifted in the grasp of your husband, turning over to your side as you tried, in vain, to cool down before realizing that the overheating you felt was radiating from the man you tangled with to sleep.

A frown immediately appeared on your face while moving your hand to place it over his forehead. Perhaps he was feverish?

Hmm, maybe. You could not tell for sure, but the skin felt a lot warmer to your touch. It did not feel right. So, carefully extracting yourself from the embrace, you walked to the closet and retrieved a thermometer, which you then returned and inserted into his mouth before sitting on the edge of the bed with him.

After a moment, the beeping of the device signaled that it finished testing; you watched as he started waking up a little after you took it out, his eyes fluttering open and landing upon the sight of you – sitting on the bed beside him, watching him cautiously.

He blinked, slowly bringing his hand to rub the sleep out of his eyes. "Hey." He greeted, his voice hoarse.

You gave him a gentle smile. "Hey." You replied, and he glanced back up at you.

"What are you doing?" He asks, squinting slightly in the darkness as if trying his best to decipher your features.

"Doing a little research." You responded. "Feeling alright? No headache?"

He furrowed his brows together. "No, why? Should I?"

You shake your head. "Probably not. But just making sure, you are running a fever, sweetheart." You explained softly, reaching your hand out to grab his. "Come on, let us get you into a cool shower, and then you can rest a little longer, okay?"

He did not argue or question you, even though he seemed reluctant. Instead, he nodded and complied, rising from the bed, taking the offered hand, and following you into the bathroom.

While you reached the bathtub to turn the water on, Shōta quietly took his shirt off, discarding it into the hamper next to the sink.

After you turned around, your gaze fell upon his toned muscles for half a second before landing on his face. His hair was sticking up every which way thanks to the ruffling from sleep, his bangs covering half his face and hiding the dark bags beneath his eyes. He looked exhausted as ever, yet also adorable somehow. However, the more you looked, the more you could tell he was getting sick.

Sighing, you pulled your fingers through your hair, continuing to examine his appearance. You had never seen him sick, nor had you seen him look this exhausted in all the years you were together.

Shōta turned around, noticing you observing his appearance, and raised an eyebrow. "What? Are you worried?" He questioned.

"Well, yes." You answered, still analyzing him.

His lips stretched into a faint smile as he approached you, cupping your cheek with his hand as he peered down at you, giving you an amused expression. "Why?"

"You have been running yourself ragged lately." You answered, leaning into his palm. "And I never saw you sick before. I am worried because, especially now, you can not afford to be weak."

He sighed before pulling you close, pressing a tender kiss on your forehead, and placing one last soft kiss on the tip of your nose. "Don't worry. I promise I will be fine." He assured.

"Promise?" You repeated skeptically, staring deep into his eyes, and he chuckled. "Cross my heart."

"Mhm..." you hummed. "I will only believe that if you don't overexert yourself. If you keep worrying me like this, you will become bedridden sooner than you wish."

This time his chuckle was not quiet, and you could hear the whizzing in his chest. "Now, aren't you a good wife?" He teased.

You scoffed at that remark. "Of course I am. I am making sure you do not work yourself till you drop sick!" You retorted.

He gave you a smug grin. "Is that so?" He asked, tilting his head a little. "How mean."

You rolled your eyes in response before staring straight back at him. "But I am serious, Shōta."

"Then I will stop stressing myself and make a good impression on you." He declared, and his playful grin widened, making you chuckle.

"Yeah, that is what I want. Now go wash off the sweat. I will fix you a cup of tea and bring it up. Alright?"

He smiled again, nodding. "Alright."

And as you made your way toward the kitchen, you wondered how you managed to fall for such a selfless bastard.

But you were not complaining.

03:12 am

Aizawa was still immersed in the bathtub when you returned with a glass in hand and medicine in the other. Then, after he emerged his hands from the water, you handed him one of each before leaning down to sit over your forelegs while resting your arms against the edge of the tub.

You watched as he gulped the medicine down with a generous sip of cold tea.

"How do you feel?" You quietly asked as he pulled the glass away from his lips.

He merely gave you a small smile. "Not bad." He replied, his tone sounding slightly less hoarse now that he had drunk the tea. "I don't feel any different than usual. Just tired."

"Okay." You murmured, your eyebrows creasing together a little. "If it gets worse tomorrow, I will take you straight home from work, alright!?"

He nodded. "Okay."

"And I will ask Hizashi to check up on you since I know you won't tell me if it gets worse, after all."

He smirked a little at this, snickering. "That is true. But asking Mic to do that is not necessary." He paused, glancing at you before giving you a soft, small smile.

"Oh, yeah?" You asked.

Shōta nodded. "Yes. If it gets a lot worse, I will call you. I don't want to trouble any more people nor make you worry unnecessarily."

Your eyes softened at that. You know how Shōta hated burdening someone else, even though it would never feel like that to you. But he was willing to set his stubbornness aside for your sake. It flattered you a little, and you could not help but smile.

"Okay, good... so, since you are telling me that, I will try not to worry too much then." You said. He returned your smile with a faint yet truthful one.

"Thank you, though."

"For what?" You inquired in curiosity.

"Being so attentive like that." He said. "I appreciate it."

A faint blush formed on your cheeks as your eyes widened just a tiny bit. Then, the smile returned to your lips. "No problem, Sho. I care for you. And I love seeing you well."

His eyes softened at your words. "I know you do." He agreed quietly before opening his mouth to speak again but was cut short by a yawn escaping his lips.

"There you go again, falling asleep without meaning for it at all." You chuckled. Then, you reached forward and brushed the stray hairs from his forehead before letting your hand fall back onto the rim of the tub; while watching him intently for a moment. He smiled at you again.

After a few moments of silence, his face finally showed some signs of discomfort, and you frowned slightly. "Are you uncomfortable? Do you need me t-"

"It’s fine." He insisted, cutting you off, before taking your hand, interlacing his fingers with yours, effectively stopping you from finishing that sentence. "Just tired. It happens sometimes."

"Oh." You breathed, taking in what he said before sighing softly, slowly beginning to rise back to your feet. "Okay, then. I will grab some clean clothes for you now. Take your time resting up. If you need anything, ask me, alright?"

He smiled gratefully at you. "Okay, thanks, babe."

Your heart clenched at the sound of him saying those precious words; they meant everything to you. They always would. He knew how important they were; and how much you cherished them.

Because, despite his cold surface, he never failed to make you feel loved and appreciated.

So you hoped you would never fail at that too.

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bakugosatoru · 4 months

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MHA Boys Christmas Imagines.

Requests Open! Warnings: None Genre: Romantic Fluff Fic Type: Headcannons Fandom: My Hero Academia Authors note: Happy holiday season everyone! Sorry I've been a little missing in action but I have been spending holidays back home with my family but you know I couldn't stay away from our boys. I celebrate Christmas so that's what these imagines will be but if anyone wants other holiday ones just let me know! Have a wonderful holidays everyone. (P.S. This was written on my phone so please excuse any weird formatting)

Izuku

- You wake up to Izuku having cooked a gorgeous pancake breakfast for you. - "Good morning honey, Merry Christmas!" - If you were the type to wear matching hoodies or sweaters Izuku would be MORE than happy to indulge you. Matching Christmas sweaters or pajamas, you name it. -You'd have a mostly slow morning, cuddle on the couch and enjoy one another's company until about mid-day when you'd head to Inko's (Izukus mums) home for a late Christmas lunch/dinner -He's happy to spend any other day with your family or just the two of you, but Izuku insists on spending Christmas day with his mum. - She creates a gorgeous roast dinner for the 3 of you, it's incredible and you all happily sit around the table chatting and eating, Izuku holding your hand under the table the minute you finish eating. - Izuku is a very good gift giver. He usually gets you two or three lovely expensive gifts. He's the type to know exactly what you want even if you didn't. He's the kind to remember something you mentioned months before and get it for you for a suprise. - Inko is the type for hand made gifts, she knitted you and Izuku a matching set of gloves because she's worried about you both getting cold. - You spend the evening at Inko's home, happily dozing off on the couch watching an All Might Christmas special in Izukus arms. - "You make my life so much better my love, can't wait to spend the next year by your side"

Katsuki

- As much of he won't admit it, he loves having a big Christmas with both your family's together. - You usually travel up to stay with Mitsuki and Masaru a few days before Christmas. Katsuki puts in under the guise of 'helping the old geezers get the house presentable' but you know that deep down he loves spending time with his Mum and Dad. - You spend time with Katsuki, cooking and decorating, and as much as he feigns complaints, he happily joins you for any holiday activity you want to do. - "Eh? Gingerbread houses? .... Fine nerd but don't take all the icing you hear?" -When Christmas day finally comes, the house comes alive with laughter and chatter of your families, but Katsuki doesn't leave your side. -He is either holding your hand or standing behind you with his hands rested on your waist or wrapped around you - He also always keeps an eye on you to make sure you don't get overwhelmed by all the people, and if you do he'll take you into a quiet room to recharge for a little bit. -"You alright baby? Need a minute? Nah it's fine, the extras can wait, here come sit down." - When it comes to gifts, Katsuki goes absolutely over the top for you. Get ready for 8 to 9 boxes, all for you. - When the house finally quiets down, you and Katsuki help tidy up and head back to the bedroom your staying in. - "Hey, I know I'm not always the easiest to deal with sometimes.... but I love you, I love having Christmas with you, and I wanna spend all of next year with you too. I love you nerd"

Shoto

- Shoto really isn't a massive fan of big family gatherings... for obvious reasons. - His dream Christmas is just with you and maybe some friends. - You really want to make this Christmas special for him so you decorate the house while he's on patrol a few days before. - On Christmas morning you make lovely french toast for him and hot cocoa. - "This looks amazing angel. Thank you" - He helps you set the table and do some cooking for the friends Christmas lunch your having. -Izuku, Katsuki, Eijiro and Denki rock up around mid-day with gifts and side-dishes. - You have a lovely Christmas lunch with all your friends and it seems Shoto was able to get into the Christmas spirit a little. - After your friends leave that evening, Shoto drags you onto the couch and turns on a sappy Christmas movie before grabbing a few small presents. - "I'm not the best with holiday stuff... but I hope you like these" - You adore them, they are heartfelt jewellery pieces and other lovely small gifts. - You fall asleep curled up in Shotos arms, his fingers carding through your hair. - "I've never been a massive fan of the holidays... but with you, I'm starting to get why people love it. I love you and I want to spend every day of my life with you."

#mha headcanons #mha imagines #mha x reader #bakugou x reader #mha fanfiction #mha fluff #my hero academia #izuku midoriya #izuku x reader #bakugou katsuki x reader #shoto todoroki #shoto x reader #NinesWritings

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dabislilbaby · 8 months

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Kenma Fluff <3

@haru-x-ren @electricnovaa

It's late when you finally make it home after a long, exhausting day. "Ken?" you called, entering the mostly dark apartment. "In here." He called back from your room. You sighed, glad that he was home, before taking off your shoes and putting your keys on the hook.

The door was cracked open and you could see faint light seeping through as you approached. You found him sitting at his computer with his headset over one ear. Not surprising. He glances at you before putting his attention back on the screen. "Hey." was all he said. You smiled softly. He never did talk very much, but you didn't mind. "Hi." you replied. He moved his hand away from his mouse to grab the bottle of water sitting to his right. As he took a sip, you leaned over and kissed his cheek. "I'm gonna take a shower."

"Okay." He set his drink back down and glanced at you one more time as you walked away from him.

He saw the bathroom door open out of his peripheral vision and it pulled his attention away from the screen for just a second. He turned his head quickly to catch another glance at you before he looked back at his game. He noticed how your hair was still slightly damp, and you were wearing one of his shirts that just barely covered past your hips. He paused his game and turned to look at you, moving his chair back a few inches. Before you walked past him, he reached his left arm out in your direction. "c'mere." he said.

You looked up from the sound of his voice. "Ken, m' tired." You mumbled, rubbing your eye with the back of your hand. "I know." He kept his arm stretched out to you and just stared, waiting for you to move closer. And after a few seconds you relented. You stepped closer to him and as soon as you were in reach, his hand held onto your waist as he pulled you into his lap. You settled yourself comfortably on his thighs and he moved his chair forward, caging you in between him and his desk. He unpaused his game and you buried your face in his neck, resting your cheek on the hood of his sweater. You felt his chest rise and fall as he took a deep breath, the smell of you shampoo filling his nose. He wasn't very good with words, but he liked when you were close to him like this.

When he'd enter a cutscene, he'd take his hand off the keyboard and rub small circles on your back, or your thigh while he listened to them talk. He wasn't surprised when he looked down to see you asleep on his shoulder, occasionally mumbling something incoherent. He smiled, and then kissed the top of your head.

A/N: I've mentioned recently that I've been in a little bit a a rut when it comes to writing 🙇🏽‍♀️ I haven't been able to find the right amount of motivation or creativity to write anything, and it's really been bugging me bc I have so many unfinished projects in my drafts that I wanna share with you guys😭 but I think this might (very much so a big maybe) have been what I needed to get me back into it. So... hopefully I'll start posting fics again🥲

P.s. I know most of you follow me for MHA content and I'm still 100% posting for the fandom, but I think I'm going to start dipping my toes into other ones as well since I've expanded the list of animes I've seen and fell in love with

🖤🖤🖤

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duckofmassmurder · 4 months

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Bloody Under the Moonlight

Bakugo x fem!reader MHA Warnings: Blood, injury, cursing, i am not a doctor so the terms/things in this may not be accurate please don't come at me. Word Count: 436 Genre - Angst, fluff

He didn't want to be here, at your door. No, no he wished he was anywhere else. Your his girlfriend, it's 2AM, you don't wanna see him on your porch covered in blood and scratches and bruises. 'Open the damn door' He thinks, continuously knocking on it. He sees the knob moving to the right, and hears the creaking of the hinges. "Who- woah, what happened?" You ask, concerned once you see his state. You can tell nothing good happened, even in the dark night with the faint moonlight you can still see blood and gashes covering his body. He looks at your tired figure, seeing your messy hair and silk oversized tee shirt. "I... I don't wanna intrude alright? I just need your first aid kit then I'm on my way out... I'm sorry to wake you.." He says, looking down ashamedly, a tear threatening to fall from his eye. "Hey, hey it's okay, come in love." You open the door, allowing him to enter. You run into the bathroom to grab the first aid kit, meanwhile he takes a seat on the counter. You come back to the kitchen, opening the kit and grabbing rubbing alcohol to clean up the dried blood. "No, Y/N, I can do it myself, just- give me the kit okay? I'll bring it back tomorrow." "Nuh uh. You're gonna sit here and let me clean you up okay?" You say, focusing on cleaning off the wound on his chest, while he stays silent because he knows arguing about this with you is a lost cause. He thinks of what he could possibly say to make this situation less painful and awkward for him then it already is. "Thank you" He whispers, looking at your concentrated face while you grab the bandages from the box. "Thank you for actually coming to me this time. Katsuki, you know you can't deal with everything on your own, and that's fucking fine, alright? I come to you when I'm sad, or hurt, or mad, you can come to me too alright? I love you idiot, deal with it." You say, looking at him lovingly. "God your perfect." He says, leaning into your touch.

You finish cleaning him wounds after a painstakingly long time, and you grab him some clean clothes. "Thank you, Y/N, really..." He says, grabbing his stuff, getting ready to go back to his place. "where do you think your going? Your just gonna leave after I do that for you? No cuddles?" You say jokingly, putting your hands on your hips and tilting your head with a smile.

I hope you enjoyed this, likes and reblogs are appreciated, if you have a request please send it, I do a lot of fandoms, check out my page! (º–º)

#angst #bakugo #katsuki bakugo #bakugo x reader #mha

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cuddlefishextrodinaire · 2 months

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so i haven't really seen much my hero academia. i mean, i've seen SOME, but not a lot, but you wanna know what i have seen a lot of? MEMES.

and this is what i have gathered from mha from the memes (combined with my current knowledge)

so apparently, deku at one point goes evil, and he apparently decides that enough's enough and he's gonna destroy the world, but his love for angry boom guy stopped it? and aizawa loses an eye? like, dudes, this guy has had enough at this point, right? right? and i think angry explosion guy dies, but he comes back, and then he dies again, and the funny stabby girl who drinks blood with the blond hair, she and the floaty gravity girl, they're together, which i think it great and all, but i thought there was a pretty big age difference? idk.

and then there's todoroki, and apparently he's got, like, three brothers, one of which is dabi?? like, i don't know much about dabi, but i didn't think that he was related to shoto, but hey. what do i know. and then, apparently, endeavor gets a scar on his eye? and then the fast run dude has his brother die, i think? and i think their school, ua or au, i can never remember which comes first, gets destroyed??? like, what's next, the nice healing lady dying???

and through all of this, i;ve never heard anything about the tail guy, and i'm kinda of worried about him, he seemed nice. Oh, yeah, and then aizawa has a daughter? like, with who? is she adopted? and i honestly have no idea on whether or not aizawa and the mic guy are a confirmed couple. like, they could be, idk.

at the end of all of this:i have no idea what's going on with this fandom, but whatevs. i'll just keep watching it, i suppose, and see what's true and what's not.

#my hero academia #aizawa shouta #deku #izuku midoriya

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siflshonen · 3 months

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Hey there hope you are doing fine it is occurred to me that you are a huge lov Stan if it is not too much to ask could you give me a retrospective on your view of the lov and your opinion on them as they have grown and evolved and then your current opinion on where deku vs shiggy is headed thx.

I'm honored to be considered an LOV stan. Anyway, from the top:

Magne - Actually? Really enjoyed her for the time she was there. I think it would have been neat if her story tied into Aizawa, Hawks, or Nagant's somehow (meaning that they'd pursued her at one time or had been doing research on her specifically for a job - nothing super deep) to give her a little more focus and make the MHA cast seem more related and compact. I would have even liked her to live a little longer so she could do more LOV hijinks and show us more of that "big sis" title. I know some people don't like Magne or found it to be in bad taste that she died, but I don't feel it was a choice made in spite and I didn't have a problem with it, personally.

Kurogiri - Dark secret time: I actually do not really care about Kurogiri as Shigaraki's "caretaker" without the infusion of ambiguous Shirakumo energy and heart. I'm not a big "found family" person and I was never super into the takes of the major LOV fandom regarding this topic. Anyway, Kurogiri may or may not ever be exactly as he was as Shirakumo, but the more Shirakumo's presence is felt (even if he fights it and is like, "nooo I am loyal to Shigaraki! I don't care about these Shota Aizawa and Hizashi Yamada people!" because even then, it's still kinda the Shirakumo-heart-of-a-hero-loyal-to-his-friends OS running the show), the more I like him. I'm super stoked with the straightforward trope choices HK made for this character.

Shuichi Iguchi/Spinner - Spinner is so cute. I think Spinner is so, so cute and pathetic and sweet and wanting. God, he'll follow anything if he thinks it might make a difference. He is ready to lay down everything for Shigaraki even though he does not really understand him. He is so desperate to be a part of something, his heart is honestly in the right place when it comes to the individual members of the LOV, but every choice he makes or moment of self-doubt he has makes things worse. His heart is pure and every choice he makes takes him farther and farther from what he really wants. Please save Spinner. Someone, please save Spinner. Please love Spinner and help him do and want things independently of others and by his own direction and efforts. It can start small like getting him to grow and care for his own vegetables before he figures out what it is he'd really like to do or be.

Atsuhiro Sako/Mr. Compress - He kinda left it all on the floor when his moment came, so I don't have much to say besides I like him and of course he stole my heart when he asked me, the reader, to listen to his backstory before he bled out from ripping a hole in his own ass. In some ways, I like this a lot given that BNHA is a story-within-a-story, but in other ways I feel like this could have been more elegantly handled. I'm glad he lived and I'm excited to see him do more things outside of prison. He doesn't need to be in prison. That's just my opinion, though.

Jin Bubaigawara/Twice - Fantastic. Twice was always cute in that pesky-annoying way of any Deadpool Expy, but I think he's even cuter and softer of heart than Wade Wilson. I love how straightforwardly his backstory is told once we're allowed to see it, and I love - and hate - that his last thoughts were that Hawks had no right to pity/judge him as lucky or unlucky. His final "curse" to Hawks is powerful to me, particularly since it shows that, despite everything, Jin had people who actually knew him for who he was and liked him for it. At least, he had Toga. There's really a lot I could say about the Jin-and-Hawks situation, including how Jin's rejection of Hawks' conditions to let him live were also a rejection of Hawks and his choices, but I think those are the highlights. I really like that he got less goofy as we got to know him, but was never NOT goofy.

Himiko Toga - Dabi is a close second, but I think Toga is my favorite of the LOV. Hers is a classic female villain trope - crazy, jealous, horny, pansexual vampire blood-witch - but the story takes her completely seriously and asks what the FUCK is wrong with the situation of the world in order for her story to turn out like this. She's a classic, but better and with a human heart. So like, the thing about Toga is that she and her behavior doesn't really change - it's only the context that does as more is revealed about her. Also, her cutesy-yandere antics combined with Twice manages to actually make a funny pair rather than an annoying one. I mean, yeah, they're annoying, but it's in a charming way. If Ochako breaks her heart I'll fucking enter that manga myself and kill her. But Ochako won't do that because Ochako understands what she is doing.

Toya/Dabi - I am a big!!! Fan!!! Of Toya's dramatic ass! Pathetic! Pathetic! Pathetic! Any time I think I'm throwing a tantrum and being a spoiled brat, I think of Dabi and realize I've not yet hit rock bottom. From basically his intro, it was obvious he was a Todoroki and even more delicious that nobody in-story (not Aizawa, not Shoto, not Enji, not Hawks, not nobody) could figure it out even when he was soooooo desperate for them to figure it out and then got to reveal it! On TV! Oh, the drama! The spectacle! (Miss me with the "oooooooh it's not confiiiiiiirmed Dabi is a Todoroki" stuff, 'cause, c'mon you guys: this is the over-the-top-dramatic-irony manga.) That said, the tantrum is warranted - the thing he honestly needs is attention and acknowledgement as well as continued support. Dabi is my favorite Daddy Issues character. Cannot wait to see what his life looks like after his tantrum's over - which I think will happen. He's still alive in the manga and the Todorokis still have a long way to go even if he does kick the bucket by the end (he won't, though his lifespan might be reduced or something. There's gotta be blowback for becoming a charcoal briquette twice.)

Tenko Shimura/Tomura Shigaraki - I actually didn't give two hoots about him until we got the confirmed insight that he's a little boy in a 23-year-old body. I actually find Shigaraki to be the most boring of the LOV, but a lot of interesting things happen to him and he does a lot of interesting internal repression and exploration even with his limited understanding and context for his situation. I enjoy that his "enlightenment" is an artificial one that encourages destruction but opposes not only the status quo but any future creation. He's change and chaos, but only until the moment he succeeds, because then his destruction will be the stagnant status quo. Right now, he's got the otherworldly white hair like a Japanese demon or half-divine being and unlike Toya (who is totally a vengeful spirit and fire demon straight from hell) he's kinda suggesting a western angel, too. Must be cool to be the most significant and "perfect" white-haired anime boy in a series, huh. That's a lot of power, Sephiroth.

He's a great dragon-and-damsel rolled into one, and Izuku is going to save him with some help. It's as straightforward as that. After that, Tenko will probably want to become the definition of a true hero - not a Hero (as in the in-universe job), but someone proud of the legacy his grandmother and Toshinori tried to uphold while still desiring improvements. His destruction may be channeled into a real weapon of justice meant to meaningfully destroy the corrupt but with the goal to then make right what had been wronged. I wouldn't be totally surprised if he undergoes another quirk evolution and is able to create stuff a la Fullmetal Alchemist using the stuff he destroys/using the same stuff he would have otherwise destroyed. If so, it might be more apt to call his quirk something like "Flourish"/"Growth" or even "Improve"/"Surpass" rather than "Decay". The one thing I think Shigaraki can never really accept (though he will bide his time if needed) is stasis. Eventually, I think he'll become another intended successor of All Might, though frankly anyone in the series can and should earn that title at this point.

#ask #bnha #bnha manga spoilers #lov #league of villains #tenko shimura #shigaraki tomura #dabi #toya todoroki #Himiko toga #twice #jin bubaigawara #Mr. compress #sako atsuhiro #Magne #Spinner #Shuichi Iguchi #did I forget anybody?

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nights-legacy · 1 year

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I accidentally asked my request wrong so the fandom mha I would like to stay anonymous . My request is body snatch for todoroki and deku even awazia as a father figure those 3 are my comfort characters

Going a little different with this one. The boy Mineta is switched with has a venomous bug quirk. He has stinger/injectors that come out of his forearms then run parallel to his arm. The venom paralyzes the victim.

Body Snatched - Aizawa (Fatherly)

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2155 Words Warnings: Unwanted touching, attempted assault, vague mention of wounds, language + Aizawa has always been a father figure to you since you were little. He is very protective and would do anything to make sure you're safe. So when Mineta tries to do something he shouldn't, he's lucky he isn't in need of funeral plans afterwards.

You were the child of an old friend of Aizawa's that had passed away while in action Unfortunately. Aizawa had promised to look out for you as if you were his own child. Mic had always told him he was like a mother hen and that proved right with you and Hitoshi. So that's why he was worried when Mineta had been body switched with a 'random' student and disappeared. The little menace had shown some disturbing interest in you lately and Aizawa was thinking the worst.

Y/N's POV

I huffed, breathing heavily from my place on the mat. I could hear Shinso breathing heavily too but he was still on his feet. I kicked the scarf off my leg, grumbling some not so nice names for the item under my breath.

"What was that?" Shinso laughed. I groaned and sat up, setting my elbows on my knees.

"I said... nuisance of a fruit roll up." I repeated. He laughed. I felt something cold against my head and I saw him holding out a water bottle. "Thanks."

"You're welcome. I think we're done for today." I pointed at him while taking a drink.

"I'll get you next time." I gasped and he rolled his eyes.

"Sure you will. Just like last time." He walked towards the bench. I took my shoe off and chucked it at him.

"Douche!" He dodged out of the way. He grabbed our towels and tossed me mine. I wiped the sweat from my face and finally got up. I joined him at the bench, taking off and stuffing my work out shoes in my bag.

"You want to go get something to eat. I am starving. I'm sure..." Shinso was cut off by someone coming in. I looked up and saw Haru, a 2nd year student from the B-class. We became friends recently.

"Oh, I didn't mean to interrupt. I was hoping to talk to L/N."

"It's alright, Haru. We were just finishing up." I assured him. I looked at Shinso. "See you later?"

"Yep."

"Go eat." I pushed him ahead. He walked out past Haru. "What were you wanting to talk to me about?"

"Um, well..." I took a drink from my water, closing my eyes as I tipped my head back to finish the bottle. I heard him come closer. I tossed the empty bottle in the trash can. I gave him my attention. "I was wanting to talk to you about furthering our relationship."

"Wha..." I stilled in confusion. Relationship? I stared at him like he had grown two heads. "What relationship? We're just friends?"

"Uh,..." He looked panicked for a moment. He steeled himself. "Did you really think that's all we are?" He laughed. I just shook my head before turning back to my bag.

"Yeah, no. We weren't. I think you should go." My phone began to vibrate. I saw it was Aizawa. I answered, grabbing my stuff to leave. "Hey Zawa. What's up?"

"Are you still with Shinso?"

"No, he left a few minutes ago. Why?" He cursed under his breath.

"Get back to the dorms or find someone to not be alone. Mineta got body switched with a 2nd year. I'm afraid he's going to come after you." I went rigid.

"Who?" I said softly.

"A Student named Haru."

"Shit." I muttered. Before I could get out of there, I heard Haru or Mineta charging at me. He grabbed me and yanked me back. "Ah!"

I hit the floor and my stuff went flying. I got to my feet as quickly as I could but he wrapped his arms around me, trapping my arms to my side. I tried to fight him but he had me in a vice.

"Mineta, stop!"

"No. I want you but you won't see how much of a catch I um. No, you go after this dingus." I rolled my eyes. I flung my head back, slamming it into his nose. He yelped, letting go. I kicked him away from me. I jumped for my phone but he grabbed my arm, pulling me back to him.

"Hey!" I went to punch him but I felt my side being pierced. I looked down to see a stinger in my side from his arm. I immediately felt my body going slack and falling. He wrapped an arm around me and lowered me to the floor.

"Damn. This kids quirk is awesome." He said with excitement in his eyes. I tried to move but it was useless. He lowered himself to be flush against me. He placed his nose at the base of my neck and inhaled. "I've always been attracted to how You look and smell after a workout. Always made me think how you would be under me."

Perverted bastard. I thought to myself. He didn't hesitate to try and pull off my pants. He only got it to my knees before he lost patience. I whimpered as I felt him begin to grope me.

"Too bad you can't move. I would LOVE to feel your kiss." He brushed his lips against mine. I was flipped over on my stomach and he immediately connected our hips. He began grinding against me.

No. I keep repeating in my head. I felt my stomach turning in fear that this was going to happen. Miraculously, I started to feel tingling at the end of my fingertips. I was hoping it meant that Mineta hadn't poisoned me as much as he wanted.

"I can't wait anymore." He pushed up onto his knees. I heard the clink of his belt buckle and panic completely took over me. I tried and tried to move and the tingling traveled further up my arms.

He placed a hand on my back and I knew what came next. In one last attempt, I tried to move my arm and succeeded. It flung back and smacked his head. He reeled back in pain, groaning at the sensation.

"Why you little..." I saw a familiar capture weapon wrapping around him. He was pulled off of me and I collapsed back to the ground. I heard a scuffle and raised voices behind me but I couldn't pay much attention. Now that the venom was wearing off, I could feel pain bloom all over my body.

"Stay down or it will be worse for you, Mineta." I think it was Zawa but I couldn't be sure. I felt a hand on my shoulder and tried to pull away. "Hey, hey. It's just me. You're safe."

"Zawa?" I barely recognized my own voice. He helped me get my clothes on and sit up. He pulled me into his chest, holding me as I began to sob.

"It's okay. It's over." He whispered. I clutched his shirt, trying to curl into a ball and disappear.

"They wanted it! They were all over me before you came in!" I heard Haru's voice yell. I whimpered and buried my face in Zawa's chest. He cupped the back of my head in comfort.

"Shut up! You are in no position to say ANYTHING!" I heard Present Mic growl. "There is nothing you can say anyway that will help you. Once you're back to normal, you're in for it."

"Zawa..." I tried to get his attention. I felt him shift and pulled me back to see my face. "Hurts."

"Where does it hurt?" He asked.

"Side." I motioned to my side. He moved my clothing just enough to see the injection spot for the venom.

"He got you with Haru's quirk?" I nodded. He cursed under his breath before gently picking me up. "Mic. Take care of the little pest. I have to get them to Recovery Girl."

"Go!" He urgered but Zawa had us out the door already. I spaced out as he moved quickly. I heard some people asking questions but he never stopped running. At least not until he got us to Recovery Girl's Office.

"Holy smokes. Aizawa! What is going on... Lay them on the bed." The feeling of something soft underneath me shook me from my daze.

"They've been affected by Haru Matzu's quirk." Zawa said. I heard some typing as it felt like the room was getting hotter.

"Aizawa. What happened?" I looked over and saw purple.

When did my vision go blurry? I thought to myself. The sounds in the room began to blend.

*Time Skip *

A loud crash spooked me awake. I shot up and looked around to see I was in Recovery Girl's Office. The curtains were closed around the bed I was in. There was a dull ache in my side. I quietly groaned as I tuned into the surrounding sound. Someone was muttering on the other side of the curtain.

"Who's there?" I cautiously called. My mind immediately went back to Mineta and panic set in. I couldn't remember how I got here.

"Shit." I heard scrambling and then the curtains opened, scaring me.

"Oh my god! Zawa!" I relaxed a bit when I saw the raven-haired man.

"I'm sorry! Did I wake you?" He came and sat next to me. I nodded slightly. He gave me a sorry smile before taking my hand. We sat there in silence and I still had a mild panic in my stomach. My eyes darted around the room, especially to the opening of the curtains. "Hey... You're safe. Mineta isn't even on campus anymore. Calm down."

"Okay, Okay." I nodded while my breathing began to pick up as I kept remembering everything. Tears began to well up in my eyes. I tried to take a big breath but a sob choked out instead.

"Hey, hey." He moved and sat next to me. He paused, probably debating if he should touch me. I collapsed into his arms and cried. "Okay, alright. You're alright. Go ahead and cry."

"Shit." I stuttered. He held me for as long as I needed. He rubbed my back as I hyperventilated and then caught my breath.

"I'm so sorry." He whispered. "I am supposed to be protecting you but I failed to do that. I promised your father..." He trailed off, rubbing his face in frustration.

"And you've done that." I urged softly. I wiped the tears "Sometimes things are unavoidable or Unstoppable."

"But..."

"AND... you got there before it could get any worse. He may have poisoned me and... " I paused, the words not wanting to come out. "And touched me when I didn't want him too but but you got there and protected me before he did any worse."

"You're right." He took a shaky breath.

"And you warned me beforehand too. So please don't blame yourself. I think dad would be thanking you for what you've done." I gave him a weak smile.

"Okay, okay." He ruffled my hair. "Quit trying to make me feel better when you're the one in the hospital bed." I nodded, looking down at my lap.

"I don't think I can be near the real Haru for a while." I heard the familiar noise of Recovery Girl's cane. Zawa walked to the curtain and began to open it.

"We figured. He understands completely too. He already told me he would give you your distance. Also, he wanted me to tell you how immensely sorry he is." I looked up at Zawa.

"But he didn't do anything."

"True but he hates that his quirk and body had anything to do with it." I nodded in understanding. A thought popped into my head. "And before you ask, he is not being held responsible for anything that happened. Mineta is being held solely responsible."

"Good." Recovery Girl came over and started to check me over. She told me that Haru's quirk also had a poison element to it with the paralyzing agent. So after I was able to move again, I was put into so much pain my body couldn't take it.

I was spaced out, trying not to think about things. RG and Zawa had left the room to talk. I was just about to drift off to sleep when Zawa came back in.

"Hey kiddo." He sat next to me. I smiled and took his hand. "I'm going to take you back to your dorm where Shinsou will stay with you. Then I'm going to go beat that little shit to a pulp." He said with such seriousness, I was thinking he was really going to do it.

"Really?" He just looked at me for a moment before slumping and sighing.

"No but I wish I was. I am, however, going to go to the police station to meet with some people about him."

"Okay. That sound more like you're not going to get in trouble." We laughed. He heart forward and kissed my head.

"Everything is going to be okay. I'll make sure of it." He assured me. I nodded, feeling a bit better than before.

Tag List: @spicy-therapist-mom @dxnaii-rxse @iris-shihabi @l0vely-lee

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psylunari · 2 months

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For the ship ask game: kunikidazai, suegiku, atsulucy

NOTE: the post will be long as heck. I'll keep reblogging for every ship addition till I finish.

I'll preface this by saying, yes! I do ship all of these!

Kunikidazai

(nervous chuckle) buckle up, buttercup.

1. What made you ship it?

TL;DR: ironically enough, writing it made them take over my brain.

Mid-tier answer: It wasn't one specific thing. I watched the show and had 1 (one) plot bunny one year later (my most-read BSD fic). I was writing a MHA OC/canon thing at the time. While passionate about that OC/canon, it was a difficult fic, and I put it on hold.

Writing that knkdz fic proved itself easier. It was flowing. It forced me into a deep dive in their dynamic. The result is what you see.

Long answer: it took me 10+ years in fandom (legit) to like m/m ships. So it's kinda hard?? To watch things with m/m tinted glasses. AKA deliberately looking for m/m chemistry, or interpreting it always that way, or making it up in my head if I can't find it. If I come across a ship, I came across a ship. And I'm the same for any ship.

During my first watch of bongo straycats, I didn't ship much of anything. I looked at those two and went, “yeah, they're haha funny, if I were to ship something it'd probably be this”. I was done with the three seasons out, then, I “forgot” BSD.

I mean. Not that I forgot. I was in-between fandom phases with other stuff. So I didn't pay “the popular ships” much mind. They were there. A thing that existed. I didn't care for them.

Then it went like:

“Hey, I could use some change in my life, lemme style my hair like this anime twink.” “Fic idea for haha funny ship. What if instead of disappearing to commit the die, the anime twink was sick and didn't tell anyone?” ?????? “It is a CRIME that THIS dynamic is on the unpopular side, I'm declaring myself in knkdz hell till further notice and will do something about it.”

2. What are your favorite things about the ship?

TL;DR: they are multifaceted, their relationship is a deep rabbit hole of symbolism, and a blast to write about.

Superficial answer: complementary personalities + look good together + attractive + hilarious banter + suspicious moments + annoyances to lovers.

Heartfelt answer: I look at them from a complete perspective. Never one without the other, never caricatures of themselves. There's the caring domestic side, the dumb disagreements, the synergy and mutual respect, the defiance of internal values, the angst past and present… They are complex. The more you dig, the more you find. It's entertaining. It made the brain go brrrrr.

3. Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

It isn't often I come across interpretations I disagree with. Dedicated knkdz shippers and I are mostly in the same wavelength. My unpopular opinion, however, boils down to “I interpret both as some flavor of bisexual, not gay” and “mischaracterization”.

Will elaborate on the latter.

On Kunikida: headcanon as the fandom might, IMO, this guy isn't confident about love and sex. Let alone super liberated.

Picture this. Inexperienced + perfectionist + “dear diary, today I dreamt of my perfect wife” + “do girls not like me because I'm a nerd?” = pretty romantic, huh? And out of touch with reality.

Don't get me wrong. He does have carnal desires or kinks, I feel. I see him as shy and easy to fluster in the beginning. He takes time to relax and do his thing, being his own biggest critic.

On Dazai: he isn't helpless and definitely has an edge. I have a catboy agenda to set. Think like a cat's claws. Can and will scratch if unhappy, they're part of him, do not declaw the catboy. The feetsies are soft and adorable. They're also a part of him.

In the love aspect: when he LIKES someone, Dazai goes “brain.exe has stopped working” and does/says the stupidest shit. I think he orbits them out of no idea how to deal with it. Staying in the same space, wanting closure, not asking for it. Literal cat behavior again.

Now, in sex matters, he's shameless for… the most part. Not vulnerable all the time. He can flirt when it's for meaningless flings. What IMO WOULD make him cry is emotional stuff. Which may be tied to a sexual moment. Just not necessarily.

#kunikidazai #kunidazai #kunizai #knkdz #kndz #kunikida x dazai #dazai x kunikida #国太 #太国 #bsd kunikida doppo #bsd dazai osamu #psyluna.ask

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mikeellee · 3 months

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Hi 👋

What are your opinions about mitsuki bakugo and what makes you think that she is a better mother than inko. I agree with you when it comes to this and I think shiggy had the best mum but I do just want you to go into deeper detail about it

Hi @bibibbon

First things first, I'm on my job right now (waiting instructions. I'm on my grace period) but I do have an answer for you.

I want to be clear I don't like the whole trope "slap on his head" even if is 100% harmless and comical. That being said, Mitsuki didn't slap on her son here bc she is EVIL and ABUSIVE. Bk was acting like an ass and she discipline him.

Yes, in real life such action would make people frown but like mha is not real. Plus, Asian moms can be like that. Hell, hispanic mom too.

"Behave or I'll use my sandals/chinelo on you"

I'm latina. I've seen rude kids being threaten by this to behave...hate or love, this alone is not indication of abuse. Its a way to make the kids not act rudely...in my time, there was spooky stories too. "If you do this, the monster will get you" you know? It's a tool. Not expert on motherhood but a mom disciplining her son is not always equal to ABUSE.

Also look at the image I shared...people are hanging up on hating Mitsuki for this panel but like ...her son is threating to beat her up. Look, BK has show to be rude with his mom (if he was being abuse...he wouldn't have provoked her)

*He calls her hag. What mom likes to be called that?

* I remember a short where Bk asks his father why he married his mom and then at the end he said "so you couldn't get rid of her" haha hilarious isnt it?😒 I think this one is in smash. I think.

Also...let's imagine this: IF she was abusing her son...what this adds to the story? Many fics use this trope to justify BK. "His mom was abusive" ok...and what about Izu? Is he not allowed to be angry? Is "Mitsuki is abusive" free jail card?

Also the fics NEVER gave us a reason as why this woman would abuse her son. "Abuse doesnt need to have a reason" I agree in parts, its just if you are to do a story like that usually has a trigger "she lost her job/lost her hubby/was abused as well"

Mitsuki has none of this.

"Why you think she is better than Inko?" Well, she does parenting! As much people may not like "the slap on his head" it's something. Inko does nothing!!!!

On the war arc 2 the eletrical bangaloo...Mitsuki is seen worried for her son "oh no. Its raining you know our son's quirk dont fare well under the rain"

Does Inko knows anything about her son's quirk? Nah. She just weeps and does nothing.

Like Inko is such shitty mom that she lives in an extreme scale. Either fics shows her as LE BEST MOM EVER (read a fic where Inko was OP and her son is still abused and still asks for her to not hurt "kaachan"😒) or the worst mom ever. (One where she was happy her son got a quirk so now she can gave a life. She is going out and is barely at home, in essence abandoning her son, bk calls her auntie and still abuses Izu)

Nao is the best mom. No questions here. I dont like how all the Shimuras arent important.

Also she and Mitsuki are good moms.

The mc ...is saddle with his abuser and a pretty neglectful mom.

Not of the implication "Inko was thin but thanks to Izu being quirkless she got fat"

I dont think Inko has maturity to be a mom...but I see her as a lonely person who wanted to have a family.

She is a pathetic and sad character.

But hey this is a fandom where people say "Shig is so deep" and sigh...what can we do?

#hori is a bad writer #izuku deserves better #inko is a bad mom #inko Midoriya critical #she being abusive didnt even contribute shit to the story #Izu is alone and hurt and no one cares #“mha should have been darker” my god it already is

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sundeathh · 2 years

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So hey! What's up? I uh, could use a favor. I'm kinda going through some nonsense and could really use some daddyzawa headcannons. Maybe his reaction to you send nudes or him seeing you in a lutty version of his hero costume? Or both. Please, my love.

Helloooo!!! Alright sweetie, I practically wrote a fucking book for this request. I believe I probably went further than necessary but I just couldn't help myself!

Sorry it took a long time for me to reply, but anyway, I hope you enjoy it!!!

NICE COSTUME, NICE VIEW

Request | Masterlist | NSFW / +18 only

Pairing: Aizawa x Fem!reader

Fandom: BNHA | MHA. Word count: 5,6K

CW: Smut, unprotected sex, heterosexual relationship, reader being a tease and taking control, good boy/girl calling, several pet names.

1. First of, I believe that if you sent a full nude picture to him he would nearly pass out; he is a really reserved man so he usually don't receive nor send those kind of pictures;

2. He would cringe at first for being caught off guard but he would like it anyway;

3. If you dressed in a slutty version of his hero costume, he would be rather confused, yet unbelievably aroused. That's why I wrote the following headcanon! Enjoy!

Oh, how daring of you to come up with this idea while he was still at work.

Shōta still wasn't sure how you managed it; you just sent him the picture randomly and without any further context.

Anyway, he had to admit that it was pretty good, if nothing else – it was totally unexpected, of course, but also very well done.

He was on his break at work when he received your picture. And, as soon as he opened it, he was speechless.

Thus, he didn't respond. He had no idea if he should just text you some sort of compliment or if he should go to the restroom and do...something? Take a photo for you, maybe?

However, his lack of answer didn't bother you that much; you weren't expecting an immediate reaction from him at all.

You knew he had a tendency to be dense sometimes, and although it infuriated you in the beginning of your relationship, now it didn't bother you as much – in fact, it turned into the exact opposite, you loved taking advantage of this.

So you had already decided that you were definitely going to get through that thick skull of his with what you had planned. It would require more effort than you thought, but it would be worth it.

You put on a tight black long sleeved shirt, imitating his own hero costume; however, yours was more revealing, since it was thinner and more transparent than his.

You also wore one of his spare capture weapons loosely around your neck and goggles over your head – almost mimicking cat ears. You weren't wearing pants, showing off the long length of your legs and thighs that seemed so inviting, covering just what had to be covered with lace panties and the shirt itself.

Shōta knew you could make yourself look good if he had a say in the matter, but damn this costume wasn't showing that off at all; he wanted you without it.

He sighed. What was he supposed to think? He wanted you. No, he needed you. He felt an incredible urge to just leave work and come to you, without even taking anything else with him.

It took everything in him to not call you right then and there or text you asking what the hell you had been thinking about. So he settled for just roaming his eyes up and down the picture as he admired your form, his face flushed red from his thoughts and embarrassment.

Damn did he want to be with you now.

He closed the picture before he stared at it for another few seconds. He knew how you made his heart race every time you sent something to him but it was different now. You never sent anything like that before.

Another sigh left his lips as he rubbed his temples, trying to clear his mind. He had to stay calm to actually focus on work again.

After taking a deep breath, he turned back to work; aware that he would have a lot of paperwork to get done.

Unfortunately though, now his mind was elsewhere.

× × ×

The day went by, and Shōta couldn’t stop thinking about your picture. Not only was it incredibly hot, but also incredibly provocative.

He hated to admit it but he wanted you naked; not that he hasn't seen you naked for several times before, after all, you were together for years now. But it was definitely a need anyway.

So that's what he was hoping for when he knocked on your door after work.

You opened it with your usual smile, and he couldn't help but notice your outfit – you were thoughtful enough to put it back on when it was time for him to leave work.

He knew he was blushing furiously from the way his heart beat and the warmth spreading across his cheeks.

Then, he cleared his throat awkwardly, trying to regain a bit of his composure before he spoke.

"Can we talk? In private?"

You raised an eyebrow at him but nodded anyway, stepping aside for him to enter. He walked inside, still trying to figure out what he was going to say.

And, once you both entered the room, you shut the door and looked at Shōta expectantly; you could tell he wanted to speak but it was clearly taking him some effort.

"Um... I... well..." he paused for a moment.

"What is... this?" He finally asked, pointing at your outfit. He didn't mean it rudely though; he was truly confused as to why or what exactly you were wearing.

"Oh," you said, slightly taken aback by his question. "I was inspired."

"Inspired?"

"Yes! Inspired." You repeated slowly, as if making sure the word really got through to him.

"By my costume." He finished dumbfounded.

You smiled and nodded. "Yup!"

"Right..."

The awkward silence that followed after that grew a bit uncomfortable. However, neither of you said anything.

That is, until Shōta decided it was better to go straight to business instead of trying to come up with something else to say.

"So what does this mean?" He asked.

"Hm? What do you mean?" You tried to play dumb.

"This," he gestured toward your attire, "what does this mean?"

"Oh, well... it means that I like your costume." You explained simply. "So I just tried to show you that."

A faint blush returned to his face and he nodded his head.

"Alright. I suppose that makes sense." He stated. "I am just surprised, I guess. I don't usually see you dressed in such a revealing manner."

"Yeah. I don't dress like that at all. I did it now just to show you." You replied, flashing a mischievous grin. "Didn't you like it?"

His face heated up again at your words. The fact that you thought of him like that made his heart flutter like crazy. He loved it.

Shōta cleared his throat again before answering your question.

"I can assure you it doesn't bother me."

"Good." You responded simply before looking away and shifting your weight to one foot. "Did you like it then...?"

He stared at you with wide eyes for a moment, slightly shocked by what he wanted to answer.

"I liked it. Very much in fact. It... it looks very nice." He replied slowly.

It definitely caught him off guard; seeing you in his uniform, especially since it showed way more skin than his.

"I'm glad." You looked over at him with a smile and added, "I can take it off now if you'd like."

He swallowed nervously and shook his head. This was getting ridiculous. How could you affect him so much?

"No, I don't want you to take it off." He insisted. "I mean... I...I like it on you. I like seeing you like this. But if you want to take it off and put on something else I won't stop you."

It sounded cheesy and he cringed at how lame it sounded when he said it, but he figured this was the best he could offer you to express what he meant; you could read between lines, after all.

"Oh, well, I wasn't thinking about changing though... just taking it off. Completely. If you want me to, of course." You shrugged playfully and gave him a flirtatious smirk.

"Please don't wear anything else tonight." He said, grateful that he kept his voice steady considering how hard he was finding it to keep his composure – you were always so bold, but that just further fueled his desire for you.

"Okay." You agreed, giving him a small nod. "Is that everything?" You asked with a hint of sarcasm.

He groaned inwardly. Did he really seem too desperate to you?

After realizing he must've been silent for too long, he cleared his throat.

"Yeah... that's all." He replied. He knew if he stayed any longer his resolve would crumble completely.

"Alrighty then..." you replied joyfully, before standing on your tiptoes to give him a peck on the cheek.

He froze up, not sure whether to hug you and thank you or kiss you. So he settled for both; it was the appropriate thing to do.

"Don’t worry. I won’t show it to anyone else." You whispered to him after pulling away, smirking.

He couldn’t hide the heat that spread across his face; not only because of your teasing comment but also because he knew you were serious.

He pulled away as well, embarrassed but happy nonetheless. He stood there staring at you for a second before he finally managed to find his voice.

"Good... that's good. I don’t want anyone seeing you like this either." He muttered, his cheeks turning red again.

You smiled, feeling satisfied.

"But I thought you liked it!?" You teased.

"I said, I don’t want people to see you like this." He repeated, slightly annoyed.

You giggled. "Oh~? Shōta, are you... jealous?"

"I'm not jealous." He flatly denied it. "I just don't want other men seeing these pictures of yours, alright?"

"You're totally jealous." You poked his chest, grinning. "But it's okay, Sho. I promise I won’t show them to anyone. Not even to you."

He rolled his eyes at you, but relaxed as soon as he saw you smiling.

"I trust you." He said softly.

"Good. But we have lots of unfinished business to attend to. Are you staying or do you still have work for today?” You asked, changing the subject.

"Just let me finish my reports first." He assured you with a nod. "But I can do it right here if you don't mind. Then we can spend the rest of our nights together."

"Of course I don't mind. Do you want to work here in the living room or...?"

"Here. No distractions."

You pouted playfully at him but complied.

"Very well, Sir Aizawa."

With that, Shōta sat down on your couch and began to fill in paperwork as you went to your bedroom, giving him space to finish work; he needed something else to occupy his mind for a while.

Unfortunately though, that other distraction quickly evaporated, and thoughts of you came back to his mind again.

It took every ounce of self restraint he possessed to not go into your room and jump on top of you immediately; he knew he wasn't going to finish his work if he went that route. So he forced himself to concentrate, doing all the paperwork he could do while he tried to calm down and stop thinking about you in that very specific way for a bit.

After about half an hour, he gave up and went to you to ask if he could use your bathroom. He needed a cold shower to get rid of the needy feeling he had of having his pants pulled down by yourself since you sent that picture earlier.

When he walked into your bedroom, he noticed you had changed your provocative attire into something more comfortable: your usual sleeping clothes.

No, that was not it. He realized you were already wearing one of his shirts, actually – it was a little too big for you.

You were reading a book, and you turned your gaze up when you noticed him enter the room.

"Can I use your bathroom?" He asked quietly.

You raised an eyebrow at him but nodded anyway, motioning to it. "Sure, go ahead."

He thanked you before walking passed you and disappearing into your bathroom. He stayed there for a while, and when he got out of there you weren't caught up in your book anymore.

Instead, he found you in the kitchen preparing some snacks. Your hair was wrapped in a messy bun, and his eyes lingered momentarily on your frame.

You were still as attractive as ever.

He felt a blush creep up onto his face and he quickly averted his gaze to make sure you didn’t catch him ogling your body.

"Hey. Are you feeling better?" You asked, coming over to him, a warm smile adorning your lips.

"Uh, yeah. Yeah I am. Thanks." He told you honestly. "Sorry... I lost track of time."

You chuckled lightly at that. "It's fine. Now come over here and eat." You ordered and pointed towards the table.

He did as he was told and ate his food. You didn't speak a word, instead choosing to just sit there eating and watching him.

And, once you finished, you excused yourself from the table and went to the sink to clean the dishes.

Not long after, Shōta was back to his paperwork, only this time he was sitting at the kitchen counter instead of on the couch.

After another moment, it seemed like he was becoming progressively stressed and irritable and it was starting to worry you; but you didn't want to distract him after he asked you not to, so you limited yourself to glance at him occasionally at each sigh you heard him make.

When he finally had it all done after a few more minutes, he set down his pen and exhaled deeply, before looking up to meet your worried gaze.

He smiled weakly at you as an attempt to reassure you that he was okay. But you didn't buy that, of course.

So you leaned over the countertop, watching him carefully.

"Done?" You asked softly.

He nodded but remained silent, letting out a deep sigh. He hadn’t noticed how tense he’d gotten until you spoke up to him again.

"Are you alright?" You inquired gently.

His brow furrowed slightly and he frowned.

"I guess so. Just stressed, I suppose." He murmured.

"Oh…" you replied, sounding somewhat concerned.

The pause that followed afterwards felt like an eternity to Shōta as he watched you; he wasn’t sure what he should do now that the silence had gone on for so long – you seemed nervous, and nervousness didn't suit you.

He found himself wanting to reach over and cup your cheek, or brush the strands of hair away from your face, anything so he could make you don't feel like that. But he just kept looking at you.

Eventually though, he opened his mouth to speak again.

"Would you... like me to carry you back to your bedroom?" He suggested softly.

"Huh!?" You exclaimed, surprised; you didn't expect this sudden boldness from him.

He smiled lightly in amusement.

"I mean, it seems like you are getting tired, so... yeah." He explained innocently.

You chuckled. "Alright, yes. Please!" You answered, making your enthusiasm clear.

Then, he stood up and walked around the counter, picking you up easily as if you weighed nothing. He carried you bridal style into the bedroom and placed you down gently onto your bed.

He laid down next to you and rested his weight on one of his elbows, prompting his head up to stare down at you for what seemed like ages as you gazed back at him, waiting for him to say or do something; your eyes shining from excitement and your lips forming a huge smile.

Finally, he broke eye contact and ran a hand through his hair.

"Do you think..." he paused, swallowing thickly.

"Do you think maybe we could... you know, continue our earlier activities? ...like... uh..." his face turned a light shade of pink as he trailed off.

"Like what?" You prompted him with a smirk, clearly amused by his awkward behavior; he was really struggling trying to find the right words to express how he was feeling and what he wanted at that moment.

He smiled and averted his gaze.

"Like... cuddling maybe?" He mumbled.

You laughed quietly, unable to resist the urge of poking fun at him.

"Cuddle? Is that all?" You joked.

He glared at you, his embarrassment becoming more apparent.

"No...!" He grumbled, averting his gaze once more.

You giggled. "Why is someone embarrassed about it?" You teased him again, unable to help yourself; he looked adorable when he was flustered. "Or perhaps it has nothing to do with the 'cuddling' part of it?" You smirked.

He sighed, closing his eyes momentarily. "Quit the teasing."

"Sorry. I can't help myself." You nudged him playfully and smiled.

He gave you another stern look before leaning down and pressing his lips against yours tenderly.

"Don't tease me anymore." He said after pulling back. You giggled again and continued to tease him anyway.

"Didn't know I was getting you worked up that much." You whispered, running your fingers through his soft locks.

He sighed once more, unable to stop the blush that appeared on his cheeks again.

"Just shut up already." He scolded you, before reaching around the back of your neck and pulling you closer, causing you to gasp slightly in surprise. Then, he kissed you again, deeper than before and that alone made you melt beneath him.

It wasn't exactly a tender and gentle kiss like before. This time it was far more passionate and he was far more aware of what your reactions meant.

After a few moments passed, he pulled back from the kiss, unable to stop himself from staring at your flushed features. He wondered to himself if he should get you out of those clothes now.

So, he slowly traced his hands along your sides, earning a slight shiver from your body. Then, he leaned in and pressed one last lingering kiss to your lips, hoping it'll be enough to put some pressure in his pants.

You moaned quietly against his lips and this sound drove him insane. How did you manage to turn him on like this so easily?

He pulled away from your lips just enough for him to be able to speak properly, before whispering to you.

"If I recall correctly... I thought I told you to not wear anything else tonight."

"Yeah, well," you grinned mischievously. "I've never been good at following orders."

"Really?" He questioned, raising an eyebrow.

You nodded, leaning forward to press a chaste kiss to his lips.

"Now hurry up and lay there like a good boy." You teased him. "I’ll take care of everything else!"

"I'd rather do it myself." He complained.

"Oh, come on!" You whined. "What's there to do!? I can take care of that myself! We aren't teenagers." You argued.

He narrowed his eyes slightly. "But-"

"No 'buts'." You cut him off. "Let me put it like this, Shōta-" You said as you grabbed his hand that had been caressing your side and pulled him toward you; then, you moved your hands to the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head, leaning forward and giving him a quick peck on the lips before nipping at his lower lip slightly.

"-I don't mind doing it for you, love. So lay down and let me take care of you." You finished, ordering him again.

He huffed, but complied anyway. He knew he couldn't win any battles with you when you were determined to do something. Besides, he didn't know what else to say, so all he could do was do as you say.

After making sure he was laying comfortably, you straddled his hips and placed both of your hands on either side of his chest, leaning down with a grin on your face and pecking his nose before capturing his lips with yours again.

He returned the gesture immediately and wrapped his arms around your waist; his hands sliding up under your shirt to hold you close.

And, after a few seconds of this, you slipped your tongue between his lips – which he responded enthusiastically, eagerly opening his mouth to allow you entrance.

Then, as soon as your lips left his, you trailed kisses along his jawline and down the side of his neck, letting your lips wander around as you explored his skin and trailed downward, enjoying the way his breath hitched whenever you touched him.

When your teeth brushed against the sensitive skin just above his collar bone, he growled low in his throat, gripping your hips tightly to pull you closer onto his lap.

You reacted at that with an approving hum, wasting no time as you proceeded to nibble and suck lightly on his pulse point; moving your hips slowly on his lap to cause a little bit of friction, craving more of him.

His breathing quickened, and he gripped onto your hip bones even tighter as his erection grew harder than ever within his trousers – he had to fight the strong desire to just push you down onto the mattress, desperate to get inside of you.

You smiled against his neck and continued to grind against him, eliciting a shaky and audible breath from him.

Oh, you were having a lot of fun – you allowed yourself to explore his chest and stomach, trailing kisses along each individual muscle as you went, taking your sweet time to savor every inch of his body as you worked your way down towards his pants.

By the time you'd reached the waistband of his trousers, his breathing was labored, and he was almost panting with need. Suddenly though, you heard him whimper; so you stopped immediately.

"Hm?" You murmured, looking up at him worriedly.

He gulped. "Can't.. you... keep going... like that...? ...please?" He begged, his voice laced with lust.

You smirked. "Of course. I wouldn't want to deprive you of your precious release..." you replied, offering him an innocent smile.

He looked at you suspiciously.

You chuckled, reaching for his waistband to remove his trousers along with his boxers, tossing them aside to make sure they land somewhere where they wouldn't bother him in the morning.

Then, you ran the tips of your fingers slightly over the insides of his thighs, his cock twitching in anticipation.

He bit his lip harshly. "Are you... are you just gonna...stare at my dick all night?" He asked impatiently. "...is that all you're gonna give me?"

You giggled. "Nope, of course not." You said as you took his member in your hand; he let out a quiet sigh of relief as soon as your fingers began to massage him thoroughly.

"Eager, huh?!" You teased, and he only gasped in response.

After a short while, you inhaled deeply and licked your lips, lowering your head to position his shaft at the entrance of your mouth.

Shōta's eyes were glued to your face; he felt his muscles tense in anticipation as he watched you slowly drag your tongue across his tip, making him gasp once more at the sensation.

Soon enough, he reached up and tangled his fingers in your hair, biting his lip as your tongue swiped against the underside of his length.

He let out a shaky breath, watching in absolute bliss as your tongue glided around him.

After you got tired of teasing, you took in another deep breath before sucking him into your mouth; and he couldn't help it – his grip tightened around your hair as pleasure coursed throughout his entire body.

An involuntarily moan left his lips and he tilted his head back, allowing his body to fall helplessly backwards against the pillow.

After a few long moments of stimulation, a small amount of precum splashed onto your lips, eliciting yet another groan from him as you licked it clean.

Then you began sucking again, slowly at first, until you felt him bucking his hips into your mouth as he felt his need for release growing.

He moaned your name between shallow breaths and heavy gasps, gripping your hair painfully as your mouth engulfed him fully.

His breath caught in his throat as his orgasm overcame him; causing him to let out a breathless "fuck!" as he pushed your head further down his length.

Your cheeks then became soaked and you swallowed him down as hard as possible.

Muffled gasps left him as he desperately tried to catch his breath; his grip on your hair loosened and eventually his hand slipped to the bed.

He laid there, breathing heavily as he tried to process what happened. Everything was hazy and his heartbeat was racing. He was so unbelievably weak at that moment, he thought he might pass out any second.

"Y/n..." he managed to say in between heavy breaths.

The sound of his voice sent shivers down your spine; he sounded completely wrecked from your actions, and you grinned widely as you whipped your saliva from the corners of your mouth.

Then, you crawled up over him and placed a light kiss on his neck, causing him to tense up instantly, but relaxing again right after as you continued kissing his skin.

And, when you finally pulled away from his neck and gazed into his eyes, you smiled warmly.

"Hey baby." You whispered, stroking his forehead lovingly as he rested his hands on your hips and returned your gaze.

"Everything okay?" You asked, still smiling at him.

He smirked weakly before responding.

"I think I came earlier than planned." He admitted. "But I'm alright now."

You giggled. "Don't worry too much about it, Sho." You said, giving him a reassuring kiss. "I liked seeing you like that."

He narrowed his eyes as he stared at you.

"You are... something else." He murmured, before grabbing you by the waist and pulling you close on top of him again.

You smiled softly as your lips found his once more, brushing it lovingly against each other.

You didn't pull away or deepen the kiss; you preferred to enjoy his gentle touch rather than rush through it – however, before you knew it, his tongue slid against your bottom lip, and you gladly opened your mouth, welcoming his tongue inside.

He slipped his tongue past your lips easily, feeling intoxicated with the taste of you on his own tongue. You brought your legs together underneath you to support yourself against him, leaning your weight against him as he held you tight in place.

His large palms traveled downwards to rest on your ass, and you gasped in delight when he squeezed it gently.

You could feel he was getting hard again beneath you. Unfortunately though, you were still clothed.

So you reluctantly pulled yourself away from him, breaking the kiss momentarily; causing him to growl quietly in protest.

"Sorry, baby. I still need to undress." You apologized.

"No problem. Just hurry up already."

You chuckled softly and pecked his lips. Then, you stood up straight again to pull your shirt off over your head in a haste, before getting rid of your underwear with the same promptitude.

He lifted himself up on his elbows, watching eagerly as you crawled back onto him. You straddled his lap again, smiling up at him.

He smiled brightly in return and placed his index finger on your lips.

"Not yet." He warned you.

You narrowed your eyes at him.

"Fine. We'll just wait a little longer until you've satisfied me..." you said exasperatedly.

"Good girl." He cooed as he pulled you closer to him, leaning back against the mattress with you on top of him.

You pressed your lips together again, moving in perfect sync. The kiss wasn't heated or aggressive like last time; instead, it was sweet and soft, full of love and affection.

You cupped his face with one hand as he held you tightly against him. And, when the kiss turned more passionate, Shōta felt his arousal throbbing again, and you moaned quietly as he sucked your upper lip into his mouth.

He broke the kiss after a minute, and you took advantage of that to sit yourself back up, running your hands lazily down his chest, lingering slightly in between his scars before settling your hands at his hips.

He gave you a questioning look and you just smiled and gave him a quick wink, signaling that you were okay.

He seemed satisfied with this response and moved his hands to rest on your hips as he urged you down to continue what you were doing. You obliged without hesitation, lowering yourself on him, making sure he understood how much you enjoyed touching him.

He let his fingertips graze the skin on your hip bones, tracing lazy circles on them as you shifted slightly, leaning down to taste his lips as you rode him slowly, eliciting sounds of approval from the both of you.

You closed your eyes contentedly, feeling his tongue entering your mouth for a moment before he nibbled on your lower lip, pulling you close.

He had his hands resting on your hips as he allowed you to work at your pace; which you enthusiastically did.

And, as soon as you felt your legs becoming weaker, you couldn't hold back the whimpers that started to emanate from your mouth.

"Sho... I need you." You breathed out after you felt that you couldn't work your hips alone anymore.

A flash of lust filled his eyes the moment he heard those words leave your lips; so he quickly nodded, pushing you up carefully as he sat up on the bed, tugging you on top of him afterwards.

He grabbed your hips and hoisted you up onto his lap, earning a surprised cry from your lips. His arms wrapped around your waist securely as he rocked his hips upwards with slight pressure, creating friction for both of you.

You moaned softly as he leaned forward and pressed kisses onto your shoulder and neck, sending goosebumps all the way down your spine.

You wrapped your arms around his shoulders as you tried to grind back against him; your breathing being already erratic.

"That feels so good..." you uttered quietly as he sucked on that sensitive spot on your neck – just an inch below your ear; and now it was his time to smirk triumphantly.

"So does having my dick inside of you." He said smugly.

You blushed profusely when he mentioned that, and you instantly buried your face in the crook of his neck, hiding your embarrassment as well as your desire into his skin.

He chuckled slightly at your reaction and tightened his hold around you.

"Don't hide from me, Y/n." He told you.

You inhaled deeply and nodded, lifting your head up again.

"I know...I'm sorry." You mumbled apologetically before you kept doing your best to ride him properly.

His breathing quickened as you picked up speed again; he had to bite the inside of his cheek to keep himself from moaning out loud.

"Fuck...!" He breathed out roughly as you rolled your hips harder, causing him to tighten his grip around you; the sound of the bed cracking rhythmically beneath your movements echoing through the bedroom, muffling both of your moans.

You could feel yourself becoming more stimulated by every passing moment, and Shōta could feel it too – you were clenching tightly around him.

Naturally, he increased the pace as well, leaving you breathless with pleasure as you fought back tears.

"Shōta... I... I-" you stuttered, being unable to finish speaking as a deep groan took over your speech; your climax crashing strongly into you, bringing hot tears to your eyes as you tilted your head back, feeling the waves of pleasure coursing thoroughly your entire body.

A pleased gasp left him when you collapsed onto his chest – your body was trembling, your soaked pussy was squeezing him perfectly – right there; right where he liked it the most.

So his arms wrapped around your waist tightly, and he kept his pace until he came as well; emitting a satisfied grunt while filling you up with his warm cum.

Afterwards, the room was completely silent; except for the sounds of the heavy breathing coming from the both of you.

And, after another few moments passed, Shōta finally lifted you off of his lap and laid you down next to him, before turning towards you to capture yourself in his tight embrace.

"I really missed you." He admitted in an almost inaudible voice.

You chuckled lightly. "I missed you too."

A small smile played on his lips and he placed a kiss on your forehead.

"I can't believe you did that." He murmured sleepily, resting his head comfortably against the pillow.

"Did what? What did I do?" You inquired curiously.

"Made me come first." He muttered in reply, bringing you closer as his arm tightened around your waist.

You felt your cheeks instantly heating up, yet you couldn't help but grin at him.

"Well, I kinda got carried away..." you admitted.

"I don't care, it was amazing." He said confidently, nuzzling against your hair.

A huge smile grew on your lips.

"How long will it take for you to recover from this?" You asked in amusement.

"As long as it takes... I should be fully recovered by tomorrow morning though."

You laughed before cuddling up to his side.

"I guess you better go to sleep then."

"Mhmm." He murmured sleepily as he kissed the top of your head. "You go to sleep too." He said.

"Okie dokie buttercup."

"Y/n!" He exclaimed with annoyance, trying not to laugh.

You grinned as you poked his side teasingly. "What?!"

He looked up at you, seeming genuinely annoyed.

"That was horrible." He scolded.

You pouted childlike and shook your head. "I thought it was hilarious, I can't deny that."

He let out a small chuckle, amused.

"Whatever. Now go to sleep."

"Hmmph!" You mumbled mockingly, snuggling closer to him.

He smirked before placing one last tender kiss on the crown of your head, letting his eyes fall shut as his exhaustion took effect.

You also let out another small chuckle before resting your head against his chest; allowing his heartbeat to lull you into a peaceful sleep.

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meruz · 2 years

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hey what’re your thoughts on bnha rn. you’re like one of the only dudes i trust with opinions on this manga/anime lmao

LOL idk why im one of the only guys u trust for manga/anime opinions BUT SURE do you mean like... what do I think of the current plot? or mha in general? (I will answer both. i love to talk) current plot: (SPOILERS) It's clearly the final arc and its clearly taking longer than Horikoshi intended lol. Overall it's decent shounen fare? Nothing mindblowing but it's well drawn and weekly developments r fun so im not complaining. I'm not the type to get rly invested in villains so AFO/shigaraki even Dabi are only interesting to me thematically and as characters I don't rly care but the visuals are cool enough. I love the pure white negative space hair and Horikoshi clearly loves AKIRA LOL. I will say I LOVE the ongoing Boku No Open Heart Surgery saga that's going on with Bakugo though. I love that they have to save him in some ridiculous weird power-based way lol, normal first aid would be booooring!! + I think its smart for the manga to keep him teetering on the edge of death and flashing his lifeless body every 5 pgs (lol) because it means even if the final fight drags a lil I'll keep tuning in.

in general: There's a lot of shounen manga out there but there's only one shounen manga that caters specifically to people who love the school aspect of x-men comics so I think I'm pre-disposed to love mha based on that alone. Beyond that, I love how idiosyncratic and energetic horikoshi's art style is.. I feel like the two things u can tell right off the bat abt his drawings is that he draws rly fast and that he rly loves his characters lol. Evident in the sketches he puts on twitter and the bonus content in all the tankobon volumes (it's also great for ""content""" he's a good content creator), he's always coming up with situations and outfits and concepts on the fly for those kids like they truly live in his brain. Also the more I read the more I realize I actually quite enjoy Horikoshi's writing too? I think he really clearly grew up with and adores paying homage to corny shounen superhero stuff but he's also very genre savvy and (I think) purposefully avoids a lot of common criticisms and pitfalls. Like the power scaling is pretty tame, the adults never truly give up responsibility of the kids & continue to own up to mistakes/endangerment (but never so much as to prevent the kids from doing cool action stuff!! duh), the cast is relatively well balanced despite being so big etc etc... It's not perfect, there's pretty significant failing on gender parity, and some of the pacing is way better in archival format > week-to-week but it's pretty good overall. Also its funny?? I feel like in the midst of 9486135613 action battle series + generic anime comedy we forget to address when something actually has good jokes and i think mha does. The aoyama cheese stuff made me laugh, the kids protesting biased commentary was funny as hell, and honestly i think mirio distracting afo with his ass?? funnier than naruto's final yaoi no jutsu imo. Sorry if you wanted me to dish out criticism I know its kind of popular to hate on mha rn because it's pretty generic low-brow shounen. And also adults who obsess over yaoi-ifying these kids are like the butt of the joke on the internet rn. But I don't rly run in fandom circles, it's just a solid manga to me with fun characters. Actually 90% of the reason I started reading mha again was because I listened to the mangasplaining ep abt it recently and they made me remember how much there was to like! Good to listen to if you want a more fandom-free objective take on the manga. Also Horikoshi credits all of his assistants in a bonus page in every volume! just a cool thing to note! kinda rare for a mangaka and kind of important for a series that requires as much assistant work as a wsj shounen. I feel like the amount of assistants that have gone on to lead mha spin off manga projects is kind of testament to how good his relationship w them is.

Ok thank you for reading my long thoughts. as a reward heres some drawings of deku and bakugo as splatoon characters that ive been sitting on for a while and have yet to finish LOL

#my hero academia #ask

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italeean · 9 months

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Italeean how are you doin? Hihihi It's been awhile VERY HAPPY FOR YOU TO REACH THAT MILESTONE, AWESOME! I wanted to join the event~ I'll pick free! as the fandom (because in other fandoms like haikyuu/MHA/genshin, I already have certain stan/bias so I'm not mentally ready for a random match, but for Free! It's a new fandom for me so just ship me with anyone lol) I'm a male! lee (not into foot tickles tho), platonic, matched with other male, and about me: I'm not really athletic tbh, and often times kinda awkward, for hobbies probably just chilling, having conversations, hanging out, hmm what else *scrolling through tumblr in secret* jk. Anyway have a nice day as always, can't wait to be matched lol, your pick will probably be my bias in this fandom so choose w i s e l y~ hohoho (just kidding) - itto anon :)

ITTO ANON MY LOVE /p 😻❤️❤️ How're you doing? It's literally so nice to see you participate in each and every one of my events and interact with me since practically day 0 🥹 I hope you'll enjoy your match-up... and thank you for choosing Free! ❤️❤️ It's always a pleasure to write for my favorite anime ❤️🍡 *enjoy this dango while reading my little work*

🔮 For this event, your match-up is... NAGISA

🔮 Why did I choose him for you?

Okay who wouldn't want to be Nagisa's friend? He's a little ball of sunshine who has a nice word for everyone! I feel like a nice person like you deserves this sweetheart in his life

I'm sure he'd love your awkwardness... he'd find it super cute! Expect to get teased by him, intentionally or not

He totally would drag you to the swim club even if you're not particularly athletic. He'd bring you there just to introduce to his friends so you all can hang out together

About this... he'd be the kind of guy who shows off your laughter! He'd be like "Hey guys, listen to this!" and he'd start tickling you.

BUT... he'd go around and wreck everyone, so you wouldn't be the only one to get tickled in front of the others... this would probably lead to huge tickle fights!

He'd love to play genshin or any other games with you! I'm sure he'd want to play all the cutest characters, and you'd get all the tall men (ahem like Zhongli and Itto ahem-)

Every time you pull for a character, he'll tickle you as a ritual for good luck... and if it fails, he'll tickle you even more to cheer you up hehe~

He's a very considerate person, based on what I saw (and I watched every episode and movie of Free! so...), which means he's a great person to talk to. You could just spend the afternoon talking to each other

I think your usual hangout could be either taking a stroll while Nagisa munches on that sickeningly sweet bread, or staying home while eating candy, watching anime, playing games and just chilling and talking

I feel like he'd randomly tickle you while you hang out. Why? Because he finds your laughter super cute and he wants to hear more

I think you could help Nagisa with his studies, along with Rei... which would probably not be the easiest task, but it would always end up with sweets and talking when the hard task is done

Imagine this: you, Nagisa and the others wearing your yukatas at a summer festival, going around the stands to play games, eat delicious foods and have a great time... yours would be such a great friendship!!!

🔮 Tickle scenario

"Y/n-chaaan!" Nagisa called for you, "Come on, the water is amazing!!" He gestured you to go with him and the others for a swim. The day before, they found out that the pool was closed due to a malfunctioning of the filter, so they chose to swim in the ocean to not skip training.

Luckily, it was a Saturday, so they managed to have an actual beach day. However, Nagisa insisted to invite both you and Rin as well and spend the day with all the whole group. Rin immediately said yes at the thought of racing with Haru in the ocean, and you accepted gladly. The team had already met you and everyone was quite fond of you already.

During the training, you held the stopwatch and took their timings, and you were also the judge of Haru and Rin's race, which resulted in the umpteenth tie, but when swimming practice was over, the six of you took a quick rest and enjoyed the amazing beach.

The guys became restless quickly, though, and they couldn't resist the sweet call of the waves. In the blink of an eye, everyone was running towards the welcoming ocean again. You smiled at the sight and kept focusing on which artifacts you wanted to give to Itto... at least until Nagisa called for you.

"Umm... you can go on without me, I'm fine here!" You reassured your friend, but unfortunately for you, he wasn't having it. "Nuh uh! Nope nope nope!" He pouted, looking like an angry penguin, "You're gonna enjoy the beach, and we'll play genshin another day!" He decided with an unexpectedly authoritative tone.

You looked up to see the blonde towering over you (yes, he was towering over you despite his short stature because you were sitting on your beach towel and he was standing) and before you knew it, he had your phone between his hands. He quickly turned it off and pulled you up, surprising you with his actual strength despite his tiny figure.

"Nagisaaa" You whined, not actually minding being dragged to take a swim, "Let me go..! The water will surely be cold!" You tried to find an excuse. "The water is perfect, nice try y/n-chan~" The blonde quickly retorted, leaving you no escape.

Despite your complaints and struggles, you found yourself in the water with the others, and even if the water was cold, you were having fun. "See? I told you, the water is great!" Nagisa exclaimed while sticking out his tongue at you. He was right, but you didn't want to admit it, "Hmm... I still feel cold, the water clearly isn't warm enough!" You huffed with an exaggerated snobbish tone, just to let the blonde know that you were joking.

"Don't worry, y/n-chan, I know how to warm you up... it always works with Rei-chan!" You were a little confused, but an idea insinuated in your brain when you saw Rei blush like a tomato, as if he knew what he was talking about, and you let out a nervous giggle.

Your suspicions were confirmed when you noticed ten wiggling fingers approaching you. "No, y-you stay away from me..!" You tried to keep him at a safe distance, with scarce results, and you even tried to swim away from him. But to be honest, what were you even thinking? He caught up to you in mere seconds and trapped you in a hug.

It was adorable to Nagisa how your defenses crumbled as soon as his fingers landed on your sides. "KYAAAHAHAHA NAHAHAGISAHAHA WAHAHAIT!!" You kicked and squirmed like a fish out of water, even if you were actually in the sea, "THIHIHIS IHIHIS NAHAHAHAHAT FAHAHAIHIHIR!!!" You complained, but your squeals fell on deaf ears.

"But if you laugh and move, you'll warm yourself up!" The blonde teased while he started counting your ribs and walking his way towards your armpits. "NAHAHAGISAHAHAHAHAAA" You screeched when two fingers started circling the hollow of your underarms, slowly making their way towards the center.

"Y/n-chahahahan~" He playfully mocked you while he finally started digging in the very center of your poor armpits. In mere seconds, your face and even your ears were completely red and you had the biggest smile on your face. That's when Nagisa decided to stop, giving you time to breathe.

"Are you okay?" Makoto approached you while you recovered, "This is typical Nagisa behavior, no one has ever been able to escape him hehe" He let out an embarrassed chuckle, trying to make you feel less flustered. "Well... Nagisa should get a taste of his own medicine so he learns a lesson..." You let out a snarky grumble, always with that amused undertone that made everyone understand that you were enjoying yourself.

"Geez... you're still so salty, y/n-chan... I guess I didn't tickle you long enough..." the magenta-eyed guy stated before swimming towards you pretending to be a shark.

"Nononono Nagisa wa-WAHAHAHAHAIT!!!"

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