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eyeofalien Β· 6 months
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Daddy Kink ⋆ Aizawa Shota
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π–π–Žπ–“π–π–™π–”π–‡π–Šπ–— 'πŸπŸ‘ ⋆ Day Three.
Warnings ⚠️: Daddy Kink, Sub Bottom Male Reader, Dom Top Aizawa, Age-Gap (20/31), Semi public sex, Blowjob, No condom used, 18+ MDNI
Words used: cock, dick, hole, sweetheart, baby, slut, daddy, good boy
Fem Aligned DNI.
(Y/N) has been Aizawa's helping hand these past few months in teaching, when Aizawa was still severely injured. Now that the black haired male healed (Y/N) should've left, but Aizawa decided to keep him because it made teaching easier.
Class had just ended and all the students left, the only ones still in the room were (Y/N) and Aizawa. (Y/N) wore quite the revealing outfit, not really fit for teaching, so Aizawa decided to point it out.
"Your outfit is quite revealing." He said in his usual monotone voice, he checked (Y/N) out before quickly looking back down at the papers in his hand.
"I know, I didn't do the laundry and that was the only thing left. Sorry." (Y/N) explained softly, he was organising some papers.
"Don't let it happen again." Aizawa replied. (Y/N) only nodded in embarrassment, handing the organised papers to the black haired pro-hero. One of the papers fell and (Y/N) picked it up, when he bend over some of his ass cheek was revealed.
Aizawa stared with wide eyes, not understanding why he didn't notice sooner that his assistant is so attractive.
(Y/N) got up and handed the paper to Aizawa, who was trying to regain his composure. "Everything okay?" (Y/N) asked.
"You're shorts a very short." Aizawa only spoke in reply, then (Y/N)'s face got hot.
"O, oh.. I didn't notice.." (Y/N) tried to fix his shorts. "I guess I shouldn't bend over in these shorts, then." (Y/N) looked at Aizawa.
Aizawa chuckled in disbelief about what he was gonna say next, "Or maybe you should more often." (Y/N) perked up when he heard the older man say that.
"What?" (Y/N) asked unsure. "You heard me, pretty thing." Aizawa muttered as he stared (Y/N) into his eyes, the taller male took a step closer to (Y/N).
(Y/N)'s breath got stuck in his throat, his face turned hot as he didn't understand what was happening.
Aizawa picked up a pencil from the table and threw it on the floor, "pick it up." He whispered in a husky tone.
(Y/N) gulped and slowly bend over to pick it up, revealing, again, his ass cheeks to the older man. Though the one thing that is different now is that he felt Aizawa's strong hands on them.
(Y/N) was shocked, not because of the inappropriate gesture but because he felt attracted to it. He was turned on.
Aizawa began to knead (Y/N)'s butt like dough. "You've got a nice ass, maybe that's why you show it around?" Aizawa teased.
"N, no! I just forgot to do my-" (Y/N) started before getting interrupted.
"Yeah, yeah. You forgot to do your laundry." Aizawa mocked in a sarcastic tone. "You probably did it on purpose. Or you did it so an older man could take advantage of you, no?" Aizawa pressed his boner against (Y/N)'s round butt.
"Ah.. no.." (Y/N) mumbled as he pushed his ass back, loving the feeling of the fat cock pressing against it. (Y/N) felt himself tighten in his shorts.
"You like letting an older man take care of you?" (Y/N) only nodded in reply, ashamed of his answer.
(Y/N)'s legs started to feel uncomfortable as he was still bend over, "Aizawa.." (Y/N) murmured. The 20 year old couldn't keep himself up and fell on his knees, looking back with doe eyes to Aizawa.
"Turn around." The black haired male said. (Y/N) immediately did as told, now looking up at the man. Then (Y/N)'s eyes got stuck on the bulge in Aizawa's pants, (Y/N) licked his lips lewdly.
"You wanna taste it, huh?" Aizawa smirked. (Y/N) nodded like a sweet puppy. "Help yourself, sweetheart." Aizawa teased.
(Y/N)'s hands immediately fumbled with Aizawa's belt, he took it off and opened his jeans. Pulling them down with Aizawa's boxers, only so far that the fat cock could spring out.
(Y/N)'s eyes widened at the size. Then Aizawa took it in his hand and slapped in softly against (Y/N)'s soft cheek. "Go on, open your mouth, baby."
(Y/N) opened his mouth and let his wet tongue fall out, Aizawa stuck his thumb in (Y/N)'s mouth and opened his mouth a bit more.
Then he guided his red tip to (Y/N)'s tongue, moving his hips so the fat cock could rub against the tongue.
Then all of a sudden he thrusted in, (Y/N) gagged violently and tears pricked at his eyes. "You look like a slut." Aizawa groaned out as he thrusted softly into the mouth.
(Y/N) only gurgled something incoherent. Aizawa pulled out and laid the cock on (Y/N)'s face, it was the same length.
"What was that slut?"
(Y/N) only smiled lewdly as he licked the huge dick on his face, he took it into his hand and jerked it slowly before he took it into his mouth again.
His plump lips looked gorgeous around the fat cock, he bobbed his head softly as he gagged softly. He wasn't used to such a size. Aizawa's hand went to the back of (Y/N)'s head and then he pushed (Y/N)'s head completely onto his dick.
(Y/N) gagged, he breathed in through his nose, he smelled the musky scent from the older man. (Y/N) moaned and whimpered as his mouth was used for Aizawa's own pleasure.
"Oh fuck.. such a good little boy." Aizawa groaned out as he continued abusing (Y/N)'s mouth. (Y/N) held onto Aizawa's thighs to steady himself.
(Y/N)'s dick started hurting and begging for release. Drool was falling down at the sides of (Y/N)'s mouth, falling onto his tight shirt.
Aizawa pulled out, a string of saliva connecting to (Y/N)'s mouth and Aizawa's cock. (Y/N) was breathing heavily.
Then Aizawa roughly pushed (Y/N) onto the floor, ass up. (Y/N) moaned as Aizawa pulled his pants off and underwear, letting his dick spring out and hang between his thighs.
(Y/N) shuddered as Aizawa put two fingers onto his tight hole as he rubbed it softly, he spit onto the hole for lubricant and then pushed one finger in.
"hng.. oh.. yes.." (Y/N) moaned out, "Such a tight hole for daddy.." Aizawa said and (Y/N) nodded like a bitch in heat.
"Oh do you like that?" Aizawa pushed another finger in, now (Y/N) felt the sting as he was getting worked open. "Yes.." (Y/N) hissed out lowly in reply.
(Y/N)'s hand went to his hard and leaking dick, stroking it softly. Aizawa slapped his hand away, "Not yet, baby." A harsh slap was sent to (Y/N)'s right ass cheek.
"I'm sorry.." (Y/N) whined out. "What was that?" Aizawa acted like he didn't understand (Y/N). Then he pulled his fingers out and harshly forced his wet cock into (Y/N)'s hole.
"I'm sorry, daddy!" (Y/N) yelled out in pain but it quickly vanished and turned into pleasure when Aizawa started thrusting.
Aizawa took (Y/N) by his throat as he pushed (Y/N)'s back against his chest. Then he quickly put his hand over (Y/N)'s mouth, "Shut up, you slut." (Y/N) moaned at Aizawa's degrading words.
(Y/N) muffled into Aizawa's hand, he let go of (Y/N)'s mouth as he pushed (Y/N) back onto the floor, holding his head down as he fucked into the wet hole.
When he hit (Y/N)'s prostate the younger one jolted forward, "t-that spot, daddy! Please.. more.." (Y/N) whined out. His hands shaking as he tried to hold onto a leg of a table.
Aizawa chuckled and pulled out, slapping his wet cock against (Y/N)'s ass cheeks.
"Noo.. why did you pull out.." (Y/N) whined softly, he wiggled his ass.
Aizawa chuckled as he hit (Y/N)'s ass harshly, (Y/N) moaned out in pain. "Put it back in.."
"What if daddy doesn't want to, huh?" Aizawa teased as he rubbed his cock between (Y/N)'s ass cheeks.
"Ugnhh.. please daddy.. please, please, please, mhh.. fuck me.." (Y/N) begged sweetly, making Aizawa chuckle.
"Gotta take more than that, baby." Aizawa muttered as he pushed the tip of his dick in but quickly slipped out to tease the younger.
"Daddy, fuck me. I need your cock so bad, I wanna cum daddy.." (Y/N) whined out as he pushed his hips back, wanting to feel the fat cock again.
Aizawa pushed against the now slightly loose hole, "Good little boy.. so good." Then he pushed in, in one go. Going back to thrusting harshly into the wet hole, enjoying the moans and whimpers that were coming from the younger.
"Daddy.. oh god.. daddy.. so good.." (Y/N) moaned as he was used like a flesh light. Aizawa grabbed the hips so harshly, he was sure it was gonna leave bruises.
Pushing (Y/N) more to the floor so he could fit his fat cock deeper into the whining mess, when he finally hit (Y/N)'s sweet spot again the younger cried out loudly. His cock already dripping with pre-cum, but he was still not allowed to touch it.
"Yes.. oh daddy.. hngg.." (Y/N) whined, the knot in his stomach getting tighter. "Wow baby.. you feel heavenly, I might as well keep you as my personal fuck toy. You would like that." (Y/N) only nodded pathetically as he was starting to form words, all were just stupid babbling.
"Daddy.. daddy mhhm.. so.. so good.." Aizawa felt himself get closer, he twitched inside (Y/N) as he fucked deeper into the wet hole.
Tears started to slip from (Y/N)'s eyes in pleasure, the snot running from his nose wasn't helping at all.
Aizawa flipped him over as he grabbed his thighs and positioned them so that they were laying on (Y/N)'s chest and his knees at his face, "Daddy.." (Y/N) could only whine out.
(Y/N)'s hole was gaping and asking for the fat cock, Aizawa thrusted in again, making sure that (Y/N) feels every inch.
"Your hole is sucking me in, doesn't ever wanna let me go.." Aizawa groaned, he started jerking off (Y/N)'s dick. Pre-cum dripping with no end, as he synced his strokes with his thrusts.
"Gonna.. cum.. daddy cumming.." (Y/N) whined when the white, sticky cum shot out of his dick. It covered his whole stomach in white.
"Ah daddy, I can't.." His legs shook as he started to feel overstimualted.
Aizawa groaned as he shot his own load into his assistant, some soft thrust to ride out his high as both breathed heavily.
Aizawa pulled out and watched the cum drip out. "Good boy.. such a good boy for daddy."
(Y/N)'s legs still shook as the black haired man started to clean them both up.
After they both were clean and dressed they sat onto the tables in the classroom. (Y/N) looked onto the floor in embarrassment.
"So, how is the relationship to your dad?" Aizawa asked in a joking manner.
"Shut up." (Y/N)'s face got hot again.
"I'm assuming not good." Aizawa chuckled.
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beautifulsenpai Β· 3 months
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I WILL NEVER LET YOU LEAVE ME - π—‰π—ˆπ—Œπ—Œπ–Ύπ—Œπ—‚π—π–Ύ π—‰π—‹π—ˆ π—π–Ύπ—‹π—ˆπ–Ύπ—Œ 𝗑 π—‰π—‹π—ˆ π—π–Ύπ—‹π—ˆ 𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋
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Λšβ‚Šβ€§κ’°αƒ chapter 1 - the start and all might ΰ»’κ’± β€§β‚ŠΛš
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- cw | π—…π—ˆπ—π–Ύπ—‹π–Όπ–Ίπ—Œπ–Ύ 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽, π—‰π—‹π—ˆ π—π–Ύπ—‹π—ˆπ–Ύπ—Œ 𝖻𝖾𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗒, 𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗀𝖺𝗉 (𝗆𝖺𝗅𝖾 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 π—‚π—Œ 𝟀𝟒)
- characters | 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗆𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍, 𝖾𝗇𝗃𝗂 π—π—ˆπ–½π—ˆπ—‹π—ˆπ—„π—‚, π—„π–Ύπ—‚π—€π—ˆ 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖺𝗆𝗂, π—Œπ—π—ˆπ—π–Ί 𝖺𝗂𝗓𝖺𝗐𝖺, 𝗀𝖺𝗇𝗀 π—ˆπ—‹π–Όπ–Ί, 𝗏𝗅𝖺𝖽 𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀, π–»π–Ύπ—Œπ— π—ƒπ–Ύπ–Ίπ—‡π—‚π—Œπ—
- summary | (𝗇𝖺𝗆𝖾), 𝖺 𝗇𝖾𝗐 π—‰π—‹π—ˆ π—π–Ύπ—‹π—ˆ π—‹π—‚π—Œπ—‚π—‡π—€ 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝖾 π—π–Ύπ—‹π—ˆ π—‚π—‡π–½π—Žπ—Œπ—π—‹π—’ 𝗂𝗇 𝖺 𝗋𝖺𝗉𝗂𝖽 𝗉𝖺𝖼𝖾. π—π—‚π—Œ 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗋𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗀 π—…π—ˆπ—ˆπ—„π—Œ, 𝖺𝗇𝖽 π–Ίπ–½π—ˆπ—‹π–Ίπ–»π—…π–Ύ π—‰π–Ύπ—‹π—Œπ—ˆπ—‡π–Ίπ—…π—‚π—π—’. π—π—π—ˆ π—π—ˆπ—Žπ—…π–½π—‡'𝗍 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍 π—π—ˆ 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 π—π–Ίπ—‡π–½π—Œ π—ˆπ—‡ 𝗁𝗂𝗆. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 π—‰π—‹π—ˆ π—π–Ύπ—‹π—ˆπ–Ύπ—Œ 𝖼𝖾𝗋𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗅𝗒 π–½π—ˆ. 𝗍𝗁𝖾 π—π–Ύπ—‹π—ˆπ–Ύπ—Œ 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝗂𝖽𝖾𝖽 π—π—ˆ π—Œπ—π–Ίπ—‹π–Ύ 𝗁𝗂𝗆, π—π—ˆπ— π—€π–Ύπ—‡π–Ύπ—‹π—ˆπ—Žπ—Œ π—ˆπ–Ώ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆, π—‡π—ˆ π—ˆπ—‡π–Ύ 𝗐𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗍𝖺𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 π–Ώπ—‹π—ˆπ—† 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆.
- male reader’s quirk | π–Ώπ—…π—ˆπ—π–Ύπ—‹ π—‰π—ˆπ—π–Ύπ—‹ - 𝗍𝗁𝖾 π—Šπ—Žπ—‚π—‹π—„ π—Žπ—Œπ–Ύπ—‹ π—π–Ίπ—Œ π–Όπ—π—…π—ˆπ—‹π—ˆπ—„π—‚π—‡π–Ύπ—Œπ—‚π—Œ, 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 π–Όπ—ˆπ—‡π—π—‹π—ˆπ—… π—‰π—…π–Ίπ—‡π—π—Œ, π—π–Ύπ—€π–Ύπ—π–Ίπ—π—‚π—ˆπ—‡π—Œ, π–Ώπ—…π—ˆπ—π–Ύπ—‹π—Œ, 𝖾𝗍𝖼. 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗒 π–Όπ—ˆπ—Žπ—…π–½ π–Ίπ—…π—Œπ—ˆ π—‰π–Ύπ—‹π—π–Ίπ—‰π—Œ π—π—Žπ—‹π—‡ π—Œπ—ˆπ—†π–Ύ π—ˆπ–Ώ 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 π—ˆπ—π—‡ π–»π—ˆπ–½π—’ π—‰π–Ίπ—‹π—π—Œ π—‚π—‡π—π—ˆ π—‰π—…π–Ίπ—‡π—π—Œ.
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(name) didn’t think it’d be this easy to adjust to being a new pro hero in japan. (name’s) outstanding quirk and good looks made him quickly rise to the top 10 heroes. all of this made him very nervous, he barely started, and he’s already at the top! how exciting! and such a young age to start as a pro hero, at age 20.
it was truly an honor to fight alongside other heroes, especially the heroes that he grew up watching fighting and saving japan from reckless villains. endeavor and all might was the biggest inspiration for him to be a hero, and now fighting alongside them was thrilling.
(name) was surprised how easily was to get along with the other heroes, especially with endeavor. they were super friendly! a little too friendly if you ask me! (name) didn’t think they were so affectionate from behind the camera. they would give out heartwarming compliments and suddenly would get touchy.
(name) didn’t mind it at first, they were his idols after all, but it started to get a bit unsettling. they would stare at (name) for too long, they would touch him inappropriately, some would be there near him when he didn’t want them to be, and would glare at anyone who would stare or would be too close to (name).
all of this was too much for (name), it was kind at first, but this was too much kindness. (name) thought if being a pro hero wasn’t as enjoyable as it sound, or looks to be. was all of this worth it to be a hero?
ΰ³€ 🍨 ‧ ˚ πŸŽ€ ⊹˚. β™‘
β€œthere you have it folks! (name) (last name), known as flower maiden has protected the civilians of (random district name) from a violent thief! such an amazing hero!”, a woman news reporter gushed with a hint of blush on her cheeks from watching the handsome hero capture a thug.
the thief hung upside down, trying to wiggle out of the grasp of (name’s) quirk. thick vines were securely wrapped around the thug’s buddy, who threw curses at the young hero. it fell deaf onto (name’s) ears as he dusted off the filth that plastered onto him. (name) glanced at his adoring fans, and adorable children who admire him deeply.
β€œhe’s so awesome!”
β€œpapa! mama! i want to be like him when i’m a hero!”
β€œhe’s so beautiful!”
β€œhe’s way out of my league..”
β€œsuch a goddess!”
those compliments made (name) feel giddy. he loves his devoted fans very much. he chuckled, his eyes closed, smiling widely as he waved at the crowd. imaginary arrows shot at their hearts as their faces turned bright red from his tender smile. there was a particular retired hero in the crowd, witnessing the whole show.
it was all might. he watched how (name) defeated the criminal with such ease. it made him fall in love with (name) even more. he scooted through the crowd, trying to get close to (name) as soon as possible. β€œ(name)!”, all might call out in the crowd. (name) halted his movements as his smile faded away, he looked at the crowd, trying to find the source.
(name) smile quickly came back as his eyes lit up when he saw all might push through the crowd with a smile. it was heartbreaking when all might retired when (name) transformed into a hero, he couldn’t battle with one of his idols, but was happy, at least he was making one of his fellow colleagues proud.
β€œgreetings all might!”, (name) laughed. all night came up to (name) very quickly, (name) didn’t even notice. suddenly, (name) eyes widen slightly and lets out a cute yelp as all might surprisingly lift (name) onto his shoulders.
it surprised (name) since all might wasn’t as strong anymore, and he was scrawny and physically weak. (name’s) rear sat on all might’s shoulder as his arm wrapped around (name’s) legs, making sure he wouldn’t accidentally slip out of his grasp.
all might face the crowd, still holding onto (name). all might do his iconic smile as his eyes were shut. the crowd went wild, fans were gushing at the sight of the heroes getting along. (name) didn’t mind as his eyes shut closed, and smiled warmly.
all might felt overjoyed as he get to touch (name). the crowd died down as some people wandered away from the area. the crook was apprehended by officers, and he was quickly taken away. much to all might’s dismay, he softly held onto (name’s) hips and gently set him down on his feet.
(name) appreciated the nice gesture. he hasn’t gotten used to pro heroes being close friends, with the soft touching of his peers, makes him feel happy. β€œso all might! to what do i owe the pleasure?”, (name) exclaimed with a smile afterward. all might’s face turned completely red from what he was going to ask him.
all might avoid (name’s) gaze while playing with his fingers. β€œw-well, young midoriya and i will be going out for l-lunch to celebrate his quirk training. maybe y-you’ll like to j-join us?”, all might stuttered, he cringed from hearing himself stutter like that.
(name) never heard all might stutter like that, he thought he sounded silly, resulting him to chuckle. β€œgosh, i would be honored but unfortunately, i have to get some work done in my agency! maybe next time!” (name) reassured, his eyes closed as he scratched his neck nervously. he would be delighted to have lunch with all might if he wasn’t so busy.
all might smile dropped as his eyes widened from shock, he was upset. this was his chance to get even closer to (name), even get him in bed but his stupid hero work was getting in the way. β€œi-i understand..”, all might mutter. β€œbut let me at least drive you there!”, all might insist, his face flushed as his eyes lit up from thinking about dropping (name) off at his agency.
that sounded romantic to him! (name) blinked, head tipped to the side. his eyes shut as he thought about it, it’ll be nice since he wouldn’t have to walk to the agency. (name) smiled as his arm rested on his hip, β€œthat’ll be nice!”, (name) beamed.
ΰ³€ 🍨 ‧ ˚ πŸŽ€ ⊹˚. β™‘
the ride to the agency was silent, but it was a comfortable silence. (name) stared right out the window, watching the passing vehicles, and buildings while all might was driving the vehicles, not taking his eyes off the road. (name) gently closed his eyes as he sighed softly.
β€œgod, you have no idea how amazing you are”, all might purred. (name) eyes shot open, he stared at the road ahead of him, what was all might talking about. β€œpardon me?”, (name) questioned.
β€œall i’m saying (name) is that you’re so intelligent, strong, and so adorable!” all might gush, his face blushing as he placed one of his hands on (name’s) thigh as the other was gripping onto the steering wheel. (name’s) eyes widened as he flinched. all might start rubbing up, and down on (name’s) thigh, (name) forced a smile while sweating bullets.
(name) started trembling, what was this man doing, and what was he saying? he was talking nonsense. why was he saying all of this now? was it that they were both alone together? whatever it is, (name) did not want all might’s hand caress touching.
β€œi-i don’t know what to say all might..”, (name) muttered as he continued to stare ahead, he did not know what to say, but all might did. β€œi love you so much (name), you have no idea to what limits i’d go to prove that to you”, he dreamily sighed as he hand slowly crept more upwards to (name’s) privates.
luckily, luck was on (name’s) side. he quickly hopped off the car when the car halted in front of (name’s) agency, and shut the door shut. (name’s eyes were still wide, he was fighting back tears, his brows drew together as his breathing was shaky and weak. he couldn’t believe what had happened.
as (name) was about to head inside his agency, he halted when he heard the passenger window roll down. β€œi’ll give you a call to schedule our lunch together!”, all might shout inside the car with excitement in his voice. (name) turned his head to the side, eyes shut, he forced another smile as he nodded.
β€œs-sure thing! i’ll be waiting!”, (name) stuttered nervously through his white teeth. all might smirk at (name’s) response, did (name) really mean that? did he? the passenger door’s window rolled up. (name) heard the car start, and the next thing you know, the car drove away into the busy streets, leaving (name) there in his own thoughts.
such a weird man..
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the last part was rushed, sorry that it’s not good!
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reallyromealone Β· 6 months
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DAY πŸŽƒTHREEπŸŽƒ BREEDING -Aizawa
πŸŽƒ warning πŸŽƒ
Breeding kink, bottom Aizawa, heats, cat hybrid reader, nsfw, mxm, gay, smut, dudes fucking
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Aizawa woke to his beloved husband gagging on his cock, the cat quirked man going to town on the heros cock with a deep blush and blown out eyes.
It was heat season.
Fuck.
Aizawa gently played with his mates ears as he let the Omega devour his cock "you horny baby?" Aizawas voice was soft as (name) licked at his cock and collected the pre cum.
"Come here" Aizawa said as (name) crawled up, Aizawas cock resting between the cat hybrids ass cheeks "woke up needing a good fucking huh? Want to fill me with kittens huh?" Due to (name) being a male cat, during mating season (name) needed to get his cock into something and fuck until whatever his cock was in was pregnant.
Due to them both being men though, nothing like that could happen but don't tell (name)s horny self.
(Name) wasted no time moving so he could bend Aizawas legs over his shoulder "you gotta keep me, remember? Can't hurt me" Aizawas words vaguely registered as be went down on his husband, tail swishing as his tongue darted out and licked at his hole.
(Name)s tongue was strange in texture, not quite a cats but not quite a non hybrid person but god did it feel phenomenal.
Aizawa let out a low groan as (name) gripped his toned thighs definitely leaving a mark as he prepped him like a good boy.
When Aizawa was prepped enough, (name) was already trying to mount him as his cock rubbed against Aizawas ass, the cat man rubbing his face against Aizawas stubble "come on, don't you wanna put kittens in me?" Aizawa asked encouraging as (name)s cock caught on the rim before pushing in.
"Good boy" Aizawa said soothingly as he let out a sigh of pleasure as he felt himself get filled up nicely, the others cock hitting all the spots "give me some kittens, baby" Aizawa cooed as he felt the other ram into him, whines and pants leaving (name)s lips.
Aizawa was thankful he was flexible as (name) bent him more as the pro jerked himself off, feeling himself getting closer and closer to climax "come on baby... Put some kittens in me"
(Name) came hard into Aizawa as Aizawa came in himseld, both sighing in relief only for Aizawa to look shocked as (name) lifted his leg over his shoulder and began moving again "kittens..." (Name) mumbled, not satisfied as he pistoned his hips into him "f-fuck..." Aizawa said, knowing he wasn't going anywhere till his husband was satisfied.
Aizawa was thankful it was break as he was unable to move, (name) scenting and kissing him while his cock was still deep within him.
(Name) was going to be incredibly excited when the introduction of Eri would happen, Aizawa knowing the man would love the little unicorn.
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dabisbratz Β· 1 year
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SOFTSPOT β€” aizawa shouta x male reader
w.c: 3.3k
a/n: alternatively titled: sonny projects onto a reader insert for 3k+ words straight i’ll never get used to writing dirty talk. got carried away.. whoops..
genitalia terms: cock, dick, hole, boypussy, cunt
WARNING: amab reader, praise, degradation, spitting, dirty talk, crybaby!reader, himbo!reader, fingering, anal, nipple play, chest mentions, use of the words β€˜tits’ in a mocking manner, dumbification, mutual masterbation, sadism, humiliation, creampie
β€œShooo!” You whine, purely instinctual as you shove impulsively purchased gym-mats, equipment, and protein powder into the trunk of your car. Your pro-hero boyfriend isn’t even there, probably off on patrol somewhere, but you can’t help but call for him when you need help…. Even if it’s with a simple task. He’d offered you some exclusive time to workout at U.A’s gym, even after hours, but you preferred the public ones. More motivation that way, you’d put it. Your bottom lip quivers, plump and pouty as you open a jar of discolored powder. You inhale strongly, handsome face distorting in disgust. Ah, well, at least someone else got some good money off it.
Sweat clings to your forehead, sticky on your skin and clinging embarrassingly to your chest, your sleeveless hoodie soaked. It’s a bit uncomfortable, nothing you can’t manage, just a little colder in the winter air.
The trunk of your car slams, loud as you childishly stomp over to the driver’s seat, despite already forgetting what you were so upset about. You don’t pull out of the gym parking lot just yet, instead opening your phone to see if your boyfriend had found the time to respond to your post-gym selfies. The messages remain on read, and you know Shouta would never ignore you, but your eyes can’t help but water from the neglect. You miss him.
So, like any sensible boyfriend, you call him.
Shouta is a capable man; capable of many things. He can swing through the streets of Japan in the blink of an eyeβ€” in his sleep, even. He can knock out a villain in record time, with nothing but his fists and maybe an afternoon nap. He can pick you up right where you stand, lift your legs over your head and fuck you like you weigh nothing. But a simple text back is too much?
It rings once, twice…..a few more times, before you finally hear the gruff voice you’ve been yearning for. Instantly, your mood changes, glassy eyes dry within seconds and a large, genuine smile spilling down your face as you glance at yourself in the rearview mirror. β€œHello?”
β€œSho-Chan!” You beam, loud enough for anyone within a ten mile radius to hear your excitement. Wiggling in your seat, you squeeze your cellphone between your shoulder and ear, starting the car and setting off to go home. Aizawa makes a sound at that, low in his throat and it rumbles in your ear. Damn, if only you kept your earbuds in! β€œI missed you… a lot!”
β€œAn old man like me?” You frown in response, Shouta isn’t even old. You shake your head profusely, even if he can’t see you, completely missing the rustling sounds in the background of the call. β€œβ€¦Surely you’ve found someone your old age good enough for you at that gym you like so much.”
β€œWhaβ€” Don’t even joke like that!” You huff, body lurching forward at the red light you almost forgot to stop at. So mean, always pushing your buttons. Your seatbelt is snug against your chest, dipping between the pillowy skin of your pecs. He’d never admit it aloud, but it was most definitely Shouta’s favorite body part of yours, squishy and soft and thick. He’s always touching you there, his large, pale hands digging into the skin until it hurts. He chuckles, hearty but breathless, like he’s preoccupied. You bite your lip, worried. β€œUh, Sho?”
As capable as he is, Shouta is also a very weak man. He’s weak for puppy eyes, big and blown out and teary. He’s weak for warm hands, with nails that scratch his back and massage it the following morning after. He’s weak for pictures of you, all smiles and teeth. He’s weak for crying, the sound of hiccups and sobs leaving his pretty boys’ mouth while he tries to fit a cock in his needy holes.
He can see it now, your eyes widening with worry and concern, tears threatening to fall down your face, your eyebrows knitted as you stare at the road ahead of you. With a dragged out sigh, Aizawa groans, mocking as he says: β€œSho-Chan’s gonna need your help, baby.”
β€œOh!” You’re good at thatβ€” very good, even. You’re always eager to help, especially if you’re helping Shouta. It’s the least he deserves, after all. You straighten up in your seat, though you’re already nearing the reserved parking space in front of his house. Seriously, you add, β€œAnything, I promise. M’almost home.”
There’s a groan on the other side, a spark traveling down your spine and straight to your cock in response. You know that groan, reserved for handjobs and particularly sloppy blowjobsβ€” like when Shouta holds your head in his hands and uses your throat, burying his cock down to the hilt, until all you can taste is him, your nose buried in his dark happy trail and and curly pubes. He’s always been a bit too big for your mouth, instead opting to slap his cock on your tongue or across your cheek when your jaw started aching too much.
β€œMhm, bet you are… Waitin’ for Sho to tell you what to do, sweetheart?” You hum in affirmation almost immediately, unbuckling your seatbelt and hopping out the car with a much hastier pace. The cold, outside air makes the hair on your neck stand, your nipples hardening. β€œSuch a good boy. Why don’t you play with your nipples while you tell him how your day was.”
You pause where you stand, eyes widening as your cock twitches in your sweatpants, straining against the fabric. In public, no less, making a distinct print in your pants as you try to cover your erection with one hand. You let out an incredulous laugh, frantically surveying the area as Shouta huffs in your ear. His request isn’t exactly that, more like a commandβ€” because you just can’t tell him no.
β€œI- I worked out a lot,” Switching hands between covering your dickprint and holding your phone, you swallow hard and nod to yourself. Your hand trails up your side, then to your chest, where you gently massage the plush skin of your pecs. Your middle finger gentlyβ€” slightly, swirls around the sensitive bud of your nipple, a small whimper forming in the back of your throat. β€œBought some, um… Um.. Protein powder.”
But you can’t just sit there, not when Shouta is almost right in front of you, his hands on your skin, his fingers inside you, his cock down his throatβ€” he’s right there, just a few steps and a single lock away. And, God, how you hope he takes care of you when you get there. There’s a guttural noise in your ear before it’s briefly cut off. your phone vibrating in your hand as Shouta hangs up, the front door swinging open before you can even knock.
β€œThese tits,” Is the first thing Sho’ says, slamming the door behind you until you’re trapped between it and his tall body. You want to protest, to whine and stomp your feet because they’re certainly not tits, but your need to please is much stronger. Instead, you whine, your head falling forward as you melt in his hands. His hands roam your chest, calloused palms pushing them together obscenely. You squirm, pouting. β€œCould play with them all day. Would you like that, hm?”
He knows you would.
β€œHear how wet my dick is? Fuck, you don’t even know what you do to me,” He’s overwhelming your senses, his stubble brushing against your chest as he takes a perky bud into his mouth, grazing it with his teeth. Shouta’s no stranger to using his mouthβ€” in fact, you might just share an oral fixation in common. Your eyes flutter closed, your knees buckling as he licks a flat, long stripe over your sensitive nipple. β€œGoing stupid on me already?”
You shake your head, your cheeks puffed out as he looks up at you through his dark lashes, his equally dark bangs obstructing his vision. You’re so cute, huffing and puffing quietly as a wet patch grows on your pants, right where your tip leaks through your boxers. Your natural smell is stronger, and your chest is still glowing with sweat from your workout.
β€œSho, listen I–”
Shouta’s eyebrows furrow, his jaw setting as his other hand rolls your unoccupied nipple between his fingers. Your mouth snaps shut. Staring back at him is too much for you, his eyes darkening the more you make contact. You feel like prey, and Aizawa is the unrelenting predator.
You blink away, a startled gasp leaving your lips when his strong hand grips your jaw and sets your gaze back on him. His smile is devious, his canines sharp and glinting under the ceiling lights. You can’t hold onto anything around you, not the doorknob or the doorframe, so you settle for Shouta’s sleeve, ballling your hand into a fist as he flicks your nipples to watch your tits jiggle in response. So embarrassing!
β€œLook at that, sweet boy, letting me use you how I want, letting me take what I want. Good boy.”
Your body feels warm as you keenβ€” scorching hot, evenβ€” while Shouta chuckles at the sight, purring low in his chest. You love making Shouta happy- you live for it, love blooming in your chest as you nod along. You’re a good boy! Shouta’s good boy! He said it himself! You could feel the rumble of his voice in your sternum, where he was hunched over before lowering himself to remove your shoes, your pants, your hoodie.
Your boxers are ruined, almost like you had cum in your pants before he even thought of touching your cock. He swats your shy hands away from your crotch, cooing as flustered tears well in your eyes. Even with the fat crystals threatening to spill he can see your cock jump, especially when it lands right atop your belly button, a trail of sticky precum correcting you to your underwear. Such a crybaby.
β€œSpit on it.”
β€œIβ€” Spit?” You blink once, twice, three more times as you try to process the demand. Your cock throbs, unbearably needy, as you look down at it. When you glance back up Shouta looks expectant, but patient as he watches you connect the dots. He does it first, untucking himself from his pants to spit down on his palm, then rubbing said spit into his big, veiny cock.
Ah.
It’s more pathetic than anything, your lips parting as you spit down on your cock. It’s more akin to drool, a long trail of spit slowly trailing down your lips and chin until it pools at your head. Wet and slick, your fingers twitch as you wrap your hand around your dick, toying with the slit just like Sho’ does. It feels better with his hands though, and you sigh impatiently. No one does it like he does,
β€œNeed…need your hand.”
You need a lot of Shouta’s things these days. You need his fingers, deep inside your hole while he toys with your chest. You need his hand, warm and right and too good when he fists your cock. You need his dick, thick and barely able to pass the rim of your hole. It hits every spot just right, so big and so deep, sometimes accompanied by Shouta’s thumb if you’re feeling extra greedy. You need him to make decisions for you, when you’re too cockdrunk to remember your words. When you’re too stupid to decide anything for yourself.
You’re sure you’re crying by nowβ€” it feels like it, you can feel wet streaks on your face as Shouta takes his cock in his hand and rubs it against his own, heads squelching together and precum mixing together as you keen into his touch. His other hand, less dominant, reaches your neck, holding you steady against the door as you rut into his hand like a puppy. You hear yourself choke on a moan, a strangled and pathetic sound that has Aizawa’s dick twitching against yours. Loud and wet, your head falls back against the door with a quiet thump, much to your hero’s amusement.
There’s too much warmth; his hands, his fingers, his cock. You’re nodding along to nothing, eyes darting everywhere and nowhere all at once. Your body pulses, long strokes to your cock making you whine pitifully. Aizawa’s pupils are blown wide, his pink tongue darting over his equally pink lips as he watches you crumble in his hands, leaning into the hand around your throat. It snakes down your chest, lower against your belly button, and around your waist.
At this rate you’re going to explode.
His big, long fingers reach your ass, kneading the plush skin between fingers. You can feel him pulling your cheeks apart, his hands greedy and strong and harsh, when he lets go to place a hard smack to the exposed skin. Shouta laughs when you whine in return, squirming when he grabs your hip so hard it hurts.
You try so hard, proud of yourself as you try to warn Shouta of what’s coming next, of the cum about to shoot straight across your stomach, it takes every ounce of self control you have to scrape together the words you want to sayβ€” you have to say. His tight, wet grip has your toes curling, your balled fists reaching up for the dark bundles of hair draped along Aizawa’s shoulders. His middle finger, inching closer and closer to your rim.
β€œOh, fuckfuckfuck, m’gonna cum, waitwait, Shooo.”
β€œMmm, hold on, sugar. Gonna get one out of you with my fingers in this cunt,” There’s something cold and sleek pressed against your taint, gradually warming up the more it circles your rim. There’s nowhere for you to goβ€” forward is into Shouta’s arms, your cocks bumping together lewdly, backward are his fingers; long, thick, calloused and deep. You let out another hiccup, going with the latter of the two as his finger disappears inside you. Grunting along. Shouta’s fingers reach impossibly deep inside you first try, your hole swallowing him up with little resistance. β€œDid you fuck yourself before you got home? Shoved those needy fingers in your hole because you missed Sho-chan’s big dick pulsing inside your hole? T’aww.”
β€œUh-huh, mhm, yeah,” Another mindless, breathless nod while in the back of your head you find yourself pouting. It’s not a cunt and you certainly don’t find that phrase hot at all! You move to nuzzle your forehead against his stubble, moaning out tiny sounds with each brush to your prostate. Shouta lets you drool on his shoulder, eyes squeezed right as you buck your hips into his. You’re sobbing into his ear, thighs trembling against the door as he spreads your cheeks apart, and cool air meets your hole. β€œHmmph..”
β€œTurn around for me, show me where Daddy fucks you. Where his dick goes.” That’s a new one. But he’s right, it’s a perfect fitβ€” even if it needs some prep. He fills you up just right, keeps you stuffed on his cock till all you can do is whine and cry, bounces you up and down until you’re both satisfied. You’re in love.
So you turn, dizzy and wobbly on your legs and unabashedly eager to be good for your lover. He keeps you upright if anything, basically manhandling you until you’re where he wants you, back arched against the door and your cheek squished below the peep-hole. Your hands travel down your chest, down to your hips where they swerve back, palms resting on the swell of your ass. A hungry, animalistic grin graces Shouta’s lips as he watches you spread your cheeks apart once more, the puffy hole winking back at him. You try to smile at him, messy-faced and dopey.
Cute.
There’s more spit now than you remember, warm and sloppy as Shouta rubs it into your hole. Your cock strains painfully, desperate for release, but somehow your overwhelming need to feel full is stronger. And full you’ll be, as Aizawa’s balls tighten, his cock sliding across the crack of your ass, then around your hole. There’s an obscene smack of the head against your rim, then the sound of Shouta sucking in a deep breath through his teeth.
β€œShh. Let me in, let me in, baby.” His dick enters slowly, making you sniffle in response. You try your hardest to relax, to sit still and let Sho’ take you how he wants, but you can’t help it. He presses into your hole like he owns it, deep and heavy as his thighs meet the bottom of your backside.
β€œTake it like you were made for me.”
His balls slap against your own slow, at first, then quickly and sporadically increasing in speed at the expense of your throat. It’s almost like he’s fucking you there too, deep enough that you can taste his precum at the very back of your tongue. His strong arms wrap around your body, hands squeezing your large chest while you bat your wet eyelashes.
β€œFuuck, you take it so well. Love watching that greedy fuckin’ hole suck me in. So fuckin’ wet n’ sloppy, ugh, such a good pocketpussy.”
Your rut against the door, pounding against it with each forward thrust, your cock threatening to spurt any second. Shouta’s grumbling something in your ear, something you can’t make out through the foggy haze, but you feel yourself tighten up in response anyway. You babble through your tears, wailing loud and incoherent and something along the lines of β€˜I’m Sho’s good boy,’ but who’s keeping track.
β€œTooβ€” hmm.. I can't.” Shouta’s hand caresses your cheek, curling into a lazily formed fist as he gently knocks a knuckle (though it’s more like the fat of his hand) against your forehead. He makes a sly comment about how hollow and empty your head sounds, a dark and rich laugh erupting from his mouth.
β€œS’it too much, honey? My dick’s just too much for that tiny little hole,” Your cock jumps against your tummy, twitching until it can’t anymore, cum shooting straight out your tip until you’re drooling on the door, eyes rolled behind your head as Shouta continues using youβ€” you’d only gotten tighter, after all. β€œThat’s too bad. Come onβ€” you can take it, let me stuff it full. Bet you’re so proud of yourself too. Proud of that slutty fuckin’ boypussy.”
Your toes curl, thigh muscles clenching tight as Aizawa keeps you upright, lifting your boneless body up and down, his cock disappearing inside you. Even as he pulls out, your body pulls him right back in. But he’s clearly reaching his limit, his dick pulsating inside you with vigor as he spurts a thick, sticky load inside you around your rim.
He pulls out completely with a hiss, watching his cum slowly trickle out, thick globs collecting at the back of your thighs. He’s the only thing holding you up, your strong legs suddenly jello in his grasp. You make no effort to move, letting him manhandle you onto the couch. His hands are warm in contrast to the wet cloth you don’t remember him grabbing, but it feels good and cool against your skin.
β€œSho-Chan..” You whine, not nearly as high in your throat as your moans. β€œKiss me.”
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k4vehrtz Β· 6 months
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STARBOY
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-> Pairing: shōta aizawa / sub! (trans) male reader
-> Request: yes / no
-> Word Count: 1K (roughly)
➷...Summary: shō offers a helping hand (more like mouth) when you're in need.
-> Notes: not the fic that was meant to be posted this week but seeing as that one is yet to be completed i thought i would post this request in the meantime!
➷...Content Warnings: vaginal descriptions, use of the word cunt, mentions of testosterone, exhibition, age gap (though not specified, both are adults), coach/athlete trope(?), oral (reader receiving), squirting, being caught masturbating, biting, at some point it is implied that shō may have a negative reaction to the reader being trans but he does not. if i miss anything let me know.
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β€œYou've got to beβ€”holy shit, this can’t be real.” He grunts, his voice a gravelly whisper amongst the sound of sneakers frantically shuffling across the court. Jesus. His free hand immediately goes to his mess of black hair, strumming his calloused fingers through the stray strands clinging to his sweaty forehead.
It’s a lost cause β€” it’s all a fucking lost cause. This team is the last nail in the coffin that was Shōta Aizawa’s career as an athlete.
The corners of his lips can’t help but curl upwards at that thought. An athlete? Maybe some ridiculously delusional part of himself still had a shred of his youthful shamelessness. He is, and has been, a disgrace for quite some time now.
His days of being a household name are long gone. You’ve taken his place now, haven’t you? You’re a good player, a team player, and not too hard on the eyes either.
Shō’s had his eyes on you for a while now. You’ve come a long way since he first saw you handing out water bottles to the members of your team. Now you’re destroying his team on the court. It takes every ounce of self-control in him to not laugh. Funny how the world works, right?
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Β Shōta Aizawa prides himself on how mature he is. He’s not going to pick a fight with you. You’re half his age for crying out loud. He’s above that because he’s incredibly mature; As most people his age would be.
So, it’s purely coincidental that he’s in the same locker room as you. He just happened to take a wrong turn when attempting to find his team. As their coach, it’s his duty to comfort them after such a…horrific loss. But accidents happen and he couldn’t just waltz in here without conversing with you. What if you misunderstood and painted him out to be some kind of pervert? It’s only right that he makes small talk.
But the words that were at the tip of his tongue disappeared in an instant. Perhaps his critical thinking skills have gone along with it. Well, this is quite the turn of events, isn’t it?
β€œβ€¦In all my years of playing this damn game,” He cocks his head sideways, and the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. β€œI’ve never found it remotely arousing.” He says pointedly, clicking his tongue. Your skin warms.
You open and close your mouth once, twice, and then a third time but no words slide past those ridiculously beautiful lips of yours. Shō doesn’t even try to hide the fact that he’s staring. β€œEach to their own,” He shrugs and you want nothing more than the floor to swallow you whole.
β€œI…” You start, scrambling to find the right words to say. But in a situation like this, what could you say? The coach of the opposing team just walked in on you with your hands down your pants. Not a good look.
β€œWh–What are you even doing in here, first of all?” You counter, fighting a heated blush as you not-so-discreetly pull your hand out of your shorts. Fingers coated in your arousal fluid.
Silence, then a moment later he deadpans, β€œGot lost, and then walked in on you…doing whatever it is that you were doing.” And before you can stop yourself, β€œIt’s the testosterone, I can’t help it, alright?” you dig yourself into a deeper hole.
Shō blinks at you, once, twice, and then a third time. It’s like you’re taking turns leaving one another speechless. Before his mouth forms something of an β€˜O’ shape. You grimace, bracing yourself for this embarrassing situation to take an even worse turn. But it doesn’t.
β€œJesus,” He curses, more so to himself, and then takes a deep breath. β€œI can leave so you can finish—” He stops himself, sounding embarrassed, β€œβ€¦or I can help you with that problem of yours.”
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β€œGoβ€”You can go ahead,” you say, swallowing hard. Everyone has their needs, you remind yourself.
Shō’s gaze meets yours momentarily, silently requesting your approval once more. You nod, turning your head to the side as you lay on one of the benches, your legs spread. Dripping cunt on full display.
He lowers his face in between your legs without hesitation, warm breath tickling your sensitive thighs. As his teeth gently graze the fat of your thighs. He takes his time, gently nipping at your thighs before trailing light kisses up either one. Stopping just short of your drooling hole.
It’s torture, really. The way he alternates between light kisses, gentle nips, and then full-on sucking hickeys onto your inner thighs. Always stopping short of your cunt.
The rough pads of his fingers dig into the skin of your hips as he holds you in place. He’s a lot stronger than he looks. His tongue lapped at your thighs covered in arousal fluid. It’s like he’s never tasted anything sweeter and you squirm, utterly embarrassed. Embarrassed by how wet it makes you; Embarrassed by the sounds you’re both making.
After what felt like hoursβ€”You don’t know, you’ve lost track of time. His mouth moves from your thighs to your glistening labia. He presses a kiss to your outer lips, taking his time to spread them, before licking a fat stripe over your labia. You feel yourself tremble, biting down on your lower lip to stifle your moans. There are still people outside. But you’d be lying if you said that didn’t make it all the more exciting.
And then it happens without warning β€” his tongue breaches your entrance. Your eyes flutter closed, and you knit your brows together when you feel him squeezing your clit in between the rough pads of his fingers. It’s all so perfect. He’s dragged this out for far too long.
He’s so good to you. Your legs are shaking but he holds you in place with one hand as he laps at your sopping-wet cunt like it’s his last meal. You can feel your orgasm creep up on you and oh when it does, you’re squirting. Spraying your juices all over his face, and he doesn’t protest in the slightest. He pulls away, lips quirking, and licks what’s left on his face contently.
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ava3vav Β· 10 months
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Pro Heros with a male S/O that has a Wednesday persona
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Honestly, he’s into it
Was lowkey intimidated by you
Not outright scared of you but was unsettled when he first met you
Whenever you visit U.A., he loves it when you silence the students (probably faculty as well) for him
He was surprised to see you get along nicely with Eri whenever she visited the dorms.
It’s Enid and Wednesday!!
You don’t care whenever someone sees you two on the street and think, β€œWhat is that horrid man doing with a child?”
Shinso won’t admit it, but he started to imitate your facial expressions and way of talking to creep other people in his class/class 1A.
Looks up to you as a goth brother/father
Aizawa started to first admire you when you fought villains; always having a calm demeanor while also using a lot of force
Both of you could be mistaken for MIB cosplayers
Ms. Joke is no match against you two. At most, she would probably make you let out a small giggle.
Just all around happy to have you at UA
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Found it hard to believe that you were a pro hero
Tried to keep you away from civilians as to not scare them
A part of him wanted to get to know you more, so as to not judge you so quickly. With him trying to redeem himself to his family, he’s trying to be more friendly to other people as well
And so he did
When going on patrols with you, he got to see how careful you were of protecting people, despite your macabre appearance
Him getting to know you was one of the best forms of encouragement
When confessed to you about the things he’s done, you had a slight look of surprise
You scolded with three tablespoons of rage in your voice, but then praised him for trying to change.
Then it came for you to meet his kids.
Of course, Enji gave them a heads up that his boyfriend was quote unquote, β€œghastly.”
Fuyumi would show some signs of fear, but would eventually go to her normal happy self before getting to know you.
Enid and Wednesday V2.0!!!
Shoto would already know you, since you were one of his substitute teachers.
Natsuo was skeptical of you. He would constantly avoid you, would talk caca behind your back, and just all around be a bit rude.
He tolerated you a bit when he saw you creep out his dad, which was less than often.
So that was good…?
He’s happy to have you as his boyfriend, no matter how ghoulish you are.
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Wednesday and Enid V3.0!!
He met you when you when there was a giant spider in the staff room
The poor man was scared, and got you on speed dial
He stood wide eyed as you simply picked up the spider and let it out into the wild
He stood in total admiration as you left the staff room.Β 
β€œThis man is an angel from up above!” he thought
Since then, he would follow you around, trying to get to know you more
You turned him down before FINALLY agreeing to go on a coffee date
You wouldn’t take him right then and there, but you would start to open up to him
Seeing you start to tolerate him encouraged him more to keep going, but he contained himself as to not scare you.
The most the public would see of your relationship would be two men holding hands, one smiling brightly while the other one smiled with his eyes.
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Like you with a lot more color and chill humor
He met you as you you were dragging a villain from an alleyway
Like that one scene from Shrek 2, but you’re Fiona, villain is the mermaid, and hawks is a random bystander
Honestly liked you because you were a man that didn’t take no crap from no one
You liked him because he was chill, and was calm.
On some days, will dress in black so that he could be your raven
Has seen bad things go down in the commission, so a goth male who indulges in all things darkness doesn’t scare him. Not in the slightest.
You managed to be Tokoyami’s 2nd favorite hero.
He met you when Hawks had to talk to you about a few things.
He would’ve interned with you if you were offering an internship or sum’n.
Hawks and your favorite poems is The Raven. For the bird reference and the horror
Both of you are quite the cutthroat team.
Often fall asleep together at night outside if it isn’t too cold.
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sleep-0-deprived Β· 7 months
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Aziawa spoiling his house husband by worshipping him while having sex? preferably that readers botto! Also have a nice day! <3
Spoiled
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Ok so I made this into a Drabble sort of thing since I’m having a lot of collage work to do right now but anyway I hope you enjoy ;}
Female aligned dni this is a x non female reader blog and minors also. Dni because this is a 18+ only blog
Spoiled that was something you undoubtedly were and Aizawa has a big part to play in that since he always insists to buy you whatever you want without even thinking of the price, even if you tell him otherwise, so it came as no shock when he bought you some accessories that you were eyeballing, however what did come as a shock is he wanted a β€œreward” that is how you got into the position you were in now. You were on your knees with Aizawa’s dick stuffed in your mouth β€œyour doing so good baby~” Aizawa cooed as he watched you attempt to fit more of his member but to no avail β€œhng~” you groan looking up at Aizawa, trying to plea with your eyes β€œhow can I resist those eyes” Aizawa groaned pulling his length out of your sore mouth. As soon as a sigh escaped your lips Aizawa spoke β€œyou don’t think we are done do you?, we are only getting started get on all fours now” the man demanded, all you could think was β€œtonight is going to be a long night”
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subwaystragedy Β· 6 months
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His Kitten || Dom!Aizawa x Sub!Male Reader
Word Count: 1.1k
Warnings: Dirty Talk, Pet Play, Collaring, Praise, and Rough To Gentle Sex
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"You like that kitten?" Aizawa demands, leaning forward with his hand in your hair as he continues to thrust into you, having set up a special intimate night for the two of you since he was off from all work for a few days. Never expecting such a pent up and aggressive man, in contrast to his usual intimate ways of sex. "You like my dick deep inside you? Hitting your pathetic prostate to make you cry, that what you like?" "Fuck! Yes Shouta!" you yell best you can with your face buried in the sheets of your shared bed. His nails dig into your hips as he uses your body for stability.
The bells attached to the fake cat ears you have on ring with every thrust, your ass in the air with your legs bent straight down so he can reach as deep as possible inside you, moaning wildly at the stimulation, "Taking it all so well kitty," he speaks in a low and silky voice, smooth yet rough as he lets out a small chuckle. "God that collar looks so pretty around your neck sweet boy," is all he has to say, angling his hips up just a bit more to make you scream out, "Th-thank you!" "Such a pretty kitten with my dick inside you, yeah?" He questions, the best you can do is let out a choked gasp, as he speeds up, thrusting quickly and almost erratically as he chances the high for the both of you.
Laughing lowly as he takes the leash of the collar you're wearing and wraps it around his hand, using the other to push you down so you're laying flat on your stomach, still managing to force your back to arch as he tugs on the leash and picks up the pace once more. "Sh-shit Shouta!” is all you can muster to moan at the new feeling of pleasure as he thrust deeply inside you. "So pretty under me, love hearing you scream out," he speaks softly. Chuckling to himself as he watch your ass bounce from his thrust, moving the hand without the collar to it as he holds your ass, "Love the feeling of you on me," followed by another low laugh.
"You look so blissed out kitten, does it feel good baby?" you nod vigorously at the question, biting your lip and whimpering lightly as he thrust slow and deep, jolting his hips forward harshly every time. "God you feel amazing baby boy," he says in a hushed tone before leaning down to kiss your shoulder over and over, soon leaving open mouth love bites on them as he stills inside you. Making you whine and wiggle under him in some form of simple hope for him to move, hearing him shush you before talking lowly, "Be still kitten, I wanna feel you around me," his words drive you wild, knowing damn well he's teasing you with his small laugh at your words and distress.
"Sh-shouta! Move!" He hums against your skin, rocking his hips into but not thrusting, kissing your back and neck, "But you feel good like this," he hums again, "With me deep inside you." His words make you whine, trying to lift your hips to encourage his future movements, letting a drawn out whine escape your throat as he holds your hips down and slowly rolls into you, his strength preventing you from doing anything. β€œBe still kitten, I want to go nice and slow now,” he talks in between kisses, taking the leash and tugging to the left, a silent suggestion for you to turn your head, and you do, being met with his lips on yours as he pulls out slowly further than before to slam back into you. Moaning into the kiss with you as he keeps up the pace, Shouta pulling away to speak tauntingly, β€œYou like it slow kitty? You like how I fuck you nice and deep?”
A high pitched whimper leaving your throat as you nod, jolting forward with the force he used to thrust into you, Shouta letting go of the leash to hold your face instead as he kisses you once more, the intimacy of it all getting to you as you fuck. Moving with you to keep up with the now sloppy kiss, his tongue entering your mouth in a messy make out session. The noises lewd, both from the sound of skin against skin and the wet sounds of Shouta swirlingΒ  his tongue in your mouth, exploring it depravedly like he has a million times before. The occasional sounds of ringing following with each thrust from the ear atop of your head, feeling your lover pull away gives you the sign to breathe once more, huffing after you inhale quickly. β€œGonna come with me, huh kitten?” grunting in between his words, lowering his head after you nod as he focuses on pumping himself in and out of you.Β 
Picking up the pace as he rests his hand on either side or you, the position making him arch his back to thrust his hips properly. The sounds of his hips hitting your ass becoming louder, along with both your moans, small huffs coming from Shouta as you moan out, feeling his dick stimulate your prostate as he moves to hold your hands resting against the bed. The sensation becoming more intimate from the small action, hearing his voice once more as he tells you, β€œGonna cum kitty,”he groans, β€œGonna come inside you.” He speaks for you, β€œCum with me,” while speeding up his movements, leaning over you once more as he kisses the back of your neck.Β 
Groaning slightly as he gives a final thrust into your ass, the feeling of his own cum inside you spurring your own orgasm on as you feel the cum covering the sheets being glad your fucking on just one side of the double bed you share with Shouta, feeling him lean atop of you again as you sigh. His arms sliding under you as he flips the both of you to your sides, simply laying on the other side of the matters as he kisses you neck, β€œDid so well kitten, so so well,” feeling his sigh on your skin as you close your eyes contently. Slowly but surely drifting off in the comfort of Shouta’s arms
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oppopotamus Β· 8 months
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Top Aizawa x male power bottom reader
long day?
loved this ask, i've never written for power bottom reader but i had lots of fun writing it, hope you enjoy
Warning: NSFW
Aizawa was stressed and tired and came home wanting nothing more than to relax with his boyfriend, his sweet boyfriend who was always there for him when he came home, who gave him kisses and hugs and just made him feel so relaxed when he was with him.
Aizawa entered his home, closing the door behind him and then taking off his shoes. He expected his boyfriend to be in the kitchen, always finding you baking or cooking something.
So, he entered the kitchen and sure enough, there you are cooking something up. β€œI’m home,” He says, β€œOh! Welcome home, I was just cooking dinner. I didn’t know when you’d be home so it’s not anything too special,” You say as if every meal you cook isn’t like the gods blessed it.
β€œLooks good,” Aizawa says, walking up to you just leaning on you and wrapping his arms around you. β€œYou’re not usually this cuddly unless something is seriously stressing you out. Long day?” You question looking at him in worry. You know that Aizawa can handle absolutely anything thrown at him, he’s strong and independent but he still deserves someone to take care of him too!
β€œJust a bad day. Want to relax,” Is all he says as he holds you tighter, β€œHere, I’ll help you relax very soon, Shouta. Just let me finish cooking and then we can do whatever you want to help you relax,” You say, bringing your lips close to his, your breaths mixing, and give him a quick, teasing kiss on the lips.
He frowns, wanting to chase after your lips, but you’re quick and just turn back to finish making dinner for the two of you before he can kiss you again.
You tell him to go sit at the table while you bring dinner over and place it down infront of Aizawa and then yourself, you sitting across from him at your little round dining table, your house isn’t anything to gawk at but it’s still nice, just perfect for the two of you.Β 
Although Aizawa has a very stoic personality, when you get close enough to him he starts to open up. He loves telling you about his class and everything going on with them. He considers them almost like his own children, it makes you laugh to yourself how much he cares and worries about them.Β 
He tells you about his day and how there must’ve been some kind of attack on his class, you worry greatly about him but you see how much he cares for those kids so you support him in his teachings but that doesn’t mean you’ll ever stop worrying about him.
He seems to feel better after talking it all out and so you eat in comfortable silence for a bit until you uncross your legs and bring your foot to rest on his shin. He lifts his head to look at you questioningly, but you just continue eating your food, trying to hide the growing smirk on your face.
Slowly, you drag your foot further up his leg to his knee, leaving it there for a moment then you lift it so it’s at his thigh, pressing into the side of his thigh.
You can see his face getting redder at the foot that’s getting closer and closer to his crotch. Then before he has time to react, you drag your foot over and press it onto his cock through his pants. His mouth opens at the shock and he shivers at the feeling. You just look at him and lean your head on your hands, watching for his reactions.
You keep it pressed there, rubbing circles into his crotch. You can feel him getting hard underneath your foot so you drop it down back to the floor and stand up.Β 
β€œWhy don’t we go to the bedroom instead?”
You drag him by his collar to your shared bedroom and sit down on the bed so he is standing over you, β€œI love seeing your reaction when I do things like that, and you love it too. Don’t you, Shouta?” Aizawa just nods in response. β€œTake your clothes off for me, love.”
He’s always such a good boy for you, always doing everything you say, he’d do most anything for you, and you know he loves doing it. He’s strong, stronger than you, if he didn’t want to do anything he’d have no trouble stopping it so you know that he enjoys being your little play thing.
You know he loves it since he’s now standing naked staring down at you, his cock standing at full attention. You laugh at how obedient he is for you.
β€œYou want to fuck me so bad, don’t you?”
β€œI do, very much. Please.”
β€œWell, how can I say no when my perfect boy asks so nicely.”
You wriggle back further onto the bed and beckon him to follow after you, so he crawls onto the bed after you. You strip off your clothes while he sits patiently like an obedient little dog. β€œLick.” You command looking at him while lifting one of your legs up. He follows the command immediately, leaning down towards your entrance and lapping at it.Β Β 
You shiver at his tongue as it reaches inside. Him trying to prep you as fast as he can, poor boy can’t wait to have his cock inside your hole. Your own dick hardens at the feeling of his tongue inside you.
β€œA-Ah, fuck. Just like that baby,” You coo down at him, Shouta absolutely living for the praise.
He could do this for hours if you let him, but you also want his cock in you more than his tongue, although he does look oh so pretty when he eats you out.
You deem yourself prepped enough and order him to sit back up against the headboard, he does so as quickly as possible. You quickly move to straddle his lap, you may not show it as much but you’re just as eager and desperate to have his dick in you.
You reach behind yourself, grabbing hold of his cock and teasing it over your hole, he begs to you to let his cock in, and so you do. Slowly pressing it into yourself and pushing your waist down until he’s fully inside of you.
You give yourself a moment to adjust, no matter how many times you both have done this, you always need a minute to adjust to his length.
Eventually you start moving, and you can already feel him shivering beneath you. You bounce your hips on his cock, groaning at the feeling of him inside you.
Aizawa lays his hands on your hips gripping tightly with a near bruising grip, he whimpers when he feels you grabbing at his shoulders to keep yourself steady while you ride him.
He loves the feeling of being inside you, he loves nothing more than feeling your tight walls encase his cock.Β 
β€œHaah, fuck~ Such a- Such a good boy for me. Aren’t you, Sho?” You say to him, β€œOnly your good boy! Just yours.” 
It’s always so entertaining seeing his personality switch whenever you guys have sex, he’s always so submissive and perfect for you when you both get intimate, you know that everyone assumes you’re the bottom in the relationships, but little do the people know that you can get him whimpering and on his knees for you so so easily.
β€œI’m gonna- Please, can I, hah, cum?” He asks, no, he begs. He’s always begging you, but he won’t ever do anything without your permission first, of course. β€œThat’s it, you can cum for me baby, whenever you’re ready. Cum deep inside me baby,” With that he cums deep inside you, painting your walls white.
He absolutely moans when he cums, you always are surprised at how loud he can actually be. You can feel yourself getting closer to your own release, your thighs burning from keeping yourself up and continuously bouncing on his cock.
β€œThat’s it just a little m-more and-” And then you're cumming, shooting ropes of cum from your dick all over both yours and his chests.
You both just lay there for a minute, heavily breathing against each other untill you decide it’s time to clean yourselves up.
β€œC’mon, let's go clean up, Sho.”
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archivedzeke Β· 10 months
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THE CUCK ! aizawa shota
warnings ! top m! reader , dilf aizawa , nsfw , throatpie , blowjob , degrading , humiliation , dirty talk , unprotected sex , feminization terms (pussy & tits) , sir kink , cheating , cum eating , cuckhold hizashi , this shit is nasty , taunting , slapping , spit , & untouched cumming
note ! i’ll edit this some more later.
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the morals of a well kept man could be broken easily when faced with the temptation of dick. someone as well kept and known to be very insensible at times , being a cheating whore.
married to his best friend hizashi yamada for almost five years , but allowing you to defile him in their shared bedroom was a new level of crazy.
β€œfuck hizashi! look at your husband” , you grinned and looked at the blonde whose hands were tied to the headboard of his and his husbands shared bed. his face was red with shame , pride diminished from the sight of his husband.
he’s already cum a total of two times. he’s never been pushed past three orgasms before.
aizawa’s position of no different , he was on his knees , hands behind his back as as he sucked on the thick tip of your heavy cock with a dark blush painting his pale face.
the carpet of the bedroom providing aizawa with more than enough friction to get himself off.
β€œhe looks like he’s having a bit of trouble. my dick is a lot bigger than yours , ain’t that right shota?” , you grinned and moved your gaze from the older man on his knees to his husband on the bed. hizashi let out a pitiful groan while watching his lover , regret dimming on his brain a bit.
even so , he couldn’t help the twitch of his cock and the precum that coated his own tip. the sight was was that had his stomach contorting in pleasure. β€œfuck! your mouth feels so good shota!”
he let out a hum and moaned around the head. his tongue darting out to lick at the undersides of your cock , saliva and excess press leaving a shiny glow behind. he was better than he looked.
you reached up to run your fingers through his hair , false attentiveness hidden in your gaze before yanking his head back and off of your dick. aizawa let out a short noise of disappointment and pain. β€œn-no! please sir! give me your cock!”
hizashi’s toes curled and he moaned himself , fuck his husband looked amazing. shota has never begged for him this way , seeing him acting like a whore by the hands of someone else made him realize why it was he who suggested this.
his husbands throat was hot and wet , sucking you in like a fucking toy ready to be used. hizashi was a lucky lucky man.
β€œlook at him hizashi! he’s such a fucking slut and i haven’t even put my cock inside his man pussy yet!” , you smacked aizawa’s face and he giggled , β€œopen your mouth for me shota” , and he did with no hesitation.
β€œgood boy!”, you spit in his mouth. you’ve never seen someone so stoic willing to behave this way before. it was like aizawa was a completely different man. a perfect hole to fuck around with if needed!
standing back up , you pushed your pelvis forward and moved his head along side your cock , girth sliding against his nose and mouth as he ran his tongue over the veins β€” eyes rolling to the back of his skull from the smell of your cock. β€œhaah . . . mmm~ hwah”
β€œall you needed was some good dick to satisfy you yeah love? hubby not giving it up right hm?” , you nodded over in hizashi’s direction and aizawa’s shook his head β€˜yes’ while tonguing your dick. β€œi know sweet thing”
you finally removed your hands and let aizawa have his way with you , you watched in certain shock as he pressed his hands against your thighs and began taking you down his throat. inch my inch , your cock had become constricted by the warm snug feeling of his throat.
β€œwow . . . mmm fuck! you’re just full of surprises aren’t you shota?” , hizashi panted and grunted as he came on his abdomen β€” chest moving up and down as his cock had become hard again within seconds. it was your turn to giggle now. β€œdid you just cum from watching your husband deepthroat my dick hizashi”
you continued your teasing. β€œyou’ve cum three times just from watching me fuck your husbands throat , that’s fucking sad man”
aizawa paid no mind to you teasing his lover , to busy with sucking you up like some glorified lollipop. the nasty mess falling onto the floor and coating his petty tits from how sloppy his head was. you hissed from the feeling of his nails digging into your thigh.
β€œn-no! nnh haah!” , hizashi shouted in discomfort.
β€œyou’re a liar—” , your sentence was cut short once you felt aizawa’s nose pressing against your pubes , your cock finally hitting the back of his throat while what looked like hearts formed in his eyes. β€œI-oh god shotaa! you’re the perfect fucking ona hole for my cock. that’s all you are aren’t ya?”
hizashi’s hips wiggled on the bed and thrusted up into the air , his own length a raging red color from cumming. it hurt and the cold air wasn’t making it any better. he was sure he couldn’t.
β€œaww what’s the matter cuck? you can’t stop cumming from the sight of your husband being fed my cockβ€”he’s enjoying his self”
if hizashi looked close enough he could see the living gaze you looked down at his husband with, the same look forming in man’s eyes as well. maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.
β€œi’m not even moving his head hizashi! he’s just happy to have my dick down his throat”
aizawa still jelly his hands on your thighs to steady himself , your slimy cock entering and leaving his throat with every move of his head β€” your pubes tickling his nose every time he took you back in.
the older man never took his eyes off you once. tears brimming in his eye line and nose flaring to get some form of air. you were just that big. little sounds leaving his throat whenever they could.
he looked a fucking mess.
β€œi’m cumming shota! take it all like the whore you are ok?”
he somehow managed to nod his head , jaw starting to lock from the obsessive sucking. but he didn’t stop , at the mention of cum , he moved faster. he wanted nothing more than to have it.
you tossed your head back and let feral snivel. hips moving forward as your cock beat in his throat , balls throbbing and begging for release.
the first spurt of hot cum flooded aizawa’s throat and he hiccuped , tongue hot with taste of your nut. you couldn’t help but grunt with each spit , cum staring to overflow from around your cock.
you let him stay there until his nose started to run. a sick grin painting your face as you stroked aizawa’s chin. β€œyou did so so good! you and your husband both deserve a reward yeah?”
β€œy-yes sir! wanna be fucked full pl-please”
he sounded so hoarse and fucked through. you loved it more than you should’ve , hand coming up to grip his jaw and turn his head in hizashi’s direction.
β€œyou hear that yamada. he wants his pussy fucked. looks like you’re gonna be there for a while”
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zawadni Β· 1 year
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SHOUTA AIZAWA WAS A GRUMPY DUDE. Be it his resting neutral face or his introverted nature that made him appear in such a manner, the man was just always grumpy-looking. The longer he went on teaching 1A, the more each of them began picking up on it. When they started to really pay attention to him, they marveled at the fact that one can keep the same face for so long.
During the early school hours, they could never see anything else. He always wore the same monotone expression or was just straight-up gloomy.
The main theory was that he simply wasn't a morning person. Everyone and their mothers knew that Aizawa almost never slept; some started to speculate it was some weird quirk that was assigned with the Erasure.
Case in point, his expression never changed. They got so caught up in their conspiracies that some of them were just downright outlandish- though it didn't stop them from creating a pool so they could place their best bets.
It went from a 'maybe he didn't like being around kids so he was always pissed' from Mina down to the possibility of him being an android that was only programmed with one emotion- which was whatever expression was always permeating his face- from Kaminari.
As the school year flew by faster than they had anticipated, they agreed that they would never be subjected to such a sight and that witnessing a comet was probably less rare than this.
And it was like they had almost literally jinxed it.
The following school day, for the very first time since they all started school, Aizawa was actually the first one in the classroom. They had been accustomed to waiting a few minutes every day because he was always late to class and it just didn't start until he felt like showing up to teach them.
Apparently, every one of them noticed because as they filed into the room and sat at their desks, none of them said a single syllable. The sound of their shoes clicking and tapping against the floors was the only sound. One by one, they quickly and quietly sat down; not a single one had the gall to say anything.
Though he wasn't paying attention since whatever was on his phone was more interesting than the fear that was being instilled in them just because he showed up on time. "Just do whatever. Don't be too loud."
And there it was! Mina nailed the bottom of her shoe into Kaminari's calf the second Aizawa turned his eyes away, "Ow! The heck-" She sternly motioned her head toward the front to witness him ever so subtly turning up a smile and looking at his phone.
Just like a line of dominoes standing perfectly, one gets tipped and it's a constant chain reaction. Kaminari gasps before turning around and shoving Kirishima's face off his desk. Kirishima in turn reaches across to slap the back of his palm onto Sero's bicep. And even though Bakugo says up and down he "didn’t care." Sero swiftly crouches down to stretch over and push his shoulder.
Considering they were absolutely not subtle, the rest of their classmates gazed at the interaction between the group of friends before and they all followed suit. It dawned on a few of them that there were probably better things to do, but this was probably going to be the most interesting thing for them for the rest of the year.
He commented on having to go to Mic's room for something, never tearing his eyes from his phone while stalking into the hall and the room erupted into a fit of noise- some confusion and some just pure excitement.
In the midst of the chaos and flurry of kids standing up from their chairs, Jirou lit up like a cartoon light bulb and swung over Kaminari and Mina's legs to get to the wall to try listening in. She knew it was at least morally gray but there was an itching feeling of needing to know building up in the back of her head like a tub filling with water.
β€œA lot of them have been giving me weird looks lately. You know what the hell’s going on with them?”
β€œWho knows Sho! Maybe they found out.” He never looked so smug in his life.
β€œYes because I’m so sure they know I’m married, Yamada.”
β€œOh my gosh.” In succession, three little words got a room full of jittery and rambunctious students calm into a cluster of whispers before quickly dying out. β€œHe’s married!” She all but whispers. If they weren’t loud before, they sure were now.
A heavy, squiggly exclamation point and mark hung from the ceiling whilst they all clamored over one another to rush back to their seating arrangements before Aizawa could saunter back into the room likely due to the deafening noise of themselves.
They knew; their catlike curiosity had been satiated and in those few short minutes, they defied β€œcuriosity killed the cat.” Because maybe it didn’t always kill the cat, maybe the cat's curiosity had greatly been put at ease, all 20 of them.
It was like watching them in a pressure cooker, one of them was bound to crack; breaking under the closing weight of that sated curiosity, so maybe curiously did in fact kill the cat. The silence was eerie and the tension was rapidly increasing until it was all that filled the air.
Much to their delight, they carried on about their day without any of them spilling their guts or (weirdly) without any questions from Aizawa about their behavior.
Neither he nor his class spoke a word for the duration of the school day and when it was time for them to leave and retreat to the comfort of their rooms, they collectively let out a sigh of relief they were all holding in.
He lets out a dreadful sigh before sluggishly crawling into the bed next to you, "They freakin’ know."
The giggle you let out made him wipe off the grin that littered his face before turning his face toward you. "And why do you think so?"
"I went out in the hallway and Yamada let it slip that I was married. Jirou must've been listening β€˜cause they got really loud and I heard a lot of shuffling before I walked back in."
"That could’ve meant anything Sho'."
"Yeah, but they were all silent for the rest of the day. That doesn't just happen, not with them. And some of them were also being weird for like a month until they stopped like two months ago until it started again today."
You lifted the lower half of your body up from the mattress to sit above him and pull his head into your lap to comb his hair back with your fingers. "If it started again today then you were probably smiling at your phone when we were talking."
He scoffed, "I do not smile."
"Oh, you freakin' liar you definitely do. Ask Yamada, he has videos of it."
"You know, sometimes I think I shouldn't have gotten married to you." He’s clearly kidding.
"Oh, you're so overdramatic, Sho'. You'll be fine. What's the worst that could happen?"
"They're gonna bombard me with questions until they get answers."
You gasped dramatically and threw your right hand over your heart, "Oh no! How dare they ask questions about their teacher. Monsters I say!"
β€œOh whatever." He rolled over onto his back and hid his face in his arms.
And you swore you could almost see the faintest of grins.
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nanqmies Β· 7 months
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On patrol || Shota Aizawa
cw: slight somno?? (you're half asleep), watersports, cockwarming, groping, soft sex, anal, dacryphilia, spit as lube, consent is not verbally stated but it is consensual, amab!reader , very short, i think that's all?
wc: 0.4k
a/n: posting a little zawa drabble cause i am so thirsty for him β™‘... i have some stuff in the works currently, maybe a full fic of aizawa and a pantalone fic as well.. i have classes starting soon so i will be busier.. i hope to be more active ^^ anyways please enjoy my work!~
nsfw under the cut~
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Going on patrol was always Aizawas least favorite part of the day, walking around and surveying the area and alleyways for crimes or suspicious activity. The most he'd see on a good night is a pathetic criminal stealing a purse, those would at least keep him on his toes. His mind always drifted to the more pessimistic thoughts when he was sneaking around the area late at night, but his mind was in a different place because of his little situation…
He's irritated and uncomfortable in his heavy outfit. His bladder is painfully full, it’s late, almost midnight while he checks the streets for petty villains. He’s bored, his mind is only on you. It wouldn’t hurt to check on you right? He knows you're usually asleep at this time but he needs to see you.. He’s close enough to your shared apartment to check on your well-being.. only for your safety of course. Quietly pushing the window up and climbing through.
You’re dressed in one of his old shirts, half asleep watching TV in the bedroom. You catch sight of the man and welcome him early, leaving a soft peck on his cheek. Aizawa groans, pushing you on the bed on your stomach. Lifting up the hem of your shirt and squeezing the flesh of your ass in his palms, β€œShou? What are you doin'” Your voice is muffled in the sheets, he kisses your neck slowly leading down to your shoulder blades. He says nothing, shimmying out of his pants and boxers, rubbing his tip against your ass. Spitting on his cock as lube and hastily forcing his shaft in. Shouta sighs loudly, his long black hair starting to stick to his forehead as he takes you from behind. Your hips bucking against his, sinful sounds leaving your lips. You’re on the brink of tears, sniffling each time his cock enters and leaves your ass over and over again. The stretch burns but you can’t help but beg for more.
Aizawa seriously thinks he can’t hold it in anymore, you’re squeezing him in so nicely almost tempting him to let go, how could he not when your moans are so adorable, easing him on more, the burning feeling near his stomach is near impossible to ignore. Shouta holds your hips high, shoving his cock in as deep as he can, the dam holding his bladder bursts as he groans loudly, warmness washes over you. Emptying his hot piss in your ass… Your breathing slows down, comfortable with the fullness inside you, he presses a palm against your tummy, rubbing the area gently. His cock softens inside, plugging up the warm gift he gave you from spilling.
β€œHm,, feel good?”, you nod blissfully, the feeling of being so full pleasurable. He cuddles your body against his, kissing your shoulder.
Maybe he should buy a plug for next time.
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fatkish Β· 13 days
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I can’t get this idea out of my head so I’m gonna share it and feel free to use it. We know that Heteromorphs (people with mutant quirks) can have a very diverse appearance and abilities. Well my idea is kinda NSFW-ish, so here it is: a living armor quirk. Basically the character has a shapeshifting and transformation ability that allows them to become a living bodysuit that can protect whoever wears them. For example: if someone was wearing them, the wearer could ask the character to grow wings so they can fly. Since the character would have to be touching the skin of whoever is wearing them it can get kinda steamy.
The character is basically made up of microscopic wires and strings that weave together to make up their body. These wires can be bulletproof, fireproof and other proofs but it would depend on how healthy they are in mind, body and spirit. If they’re sick for instance, they won’t be able to hold themselves together enough to protect the wearer. The character can control each individual microscopic wire and re-weave them around the wearer’s body. The reader would of course need to eat and drink just like anybody else but their body is evolved to digest quickly and turn excess food and nutrients into energy. (So basically they don’t need to shit as much, since any excess materials they consume are quickly broken down and stored as fat or excess wire for when they take on damage and need to repair themselves)
The NSFW part and the part i can’t stop thinking about is how heroes who have the character as a sidekick would more than likely wear the character as opposed to their hero suits.
Imagine Aizawa learns about this character and decides that having them transform into a suit for him would be time saving and more practical. This would mean that Aizawa would only wear the absolute bare necessities since the character only has so much wire to work with. This also means that the character can feel every part of the wearer’s body. Which means the character can feel Aizawa’s dick and has to wrap themselves around it to support it. Now Aizawa could wear his regular suit over the character and just use them as an added layer of protection.
Or Endeavor hears about this character and decides that they would be perfect for him. We all have seen how big he is in height and musculature. This would mean the character has more space to cover making the suit thinner compared to someone like Aizawa. Now since the character has the ability to be fireproof Endeavor’s flames won’t hurt them but they can get really hot. (Imagine if endeavor had the character become a jockstrap or cup like article to help hide his bulge)
Or how about Dabi? What if he had the character act as a second laver of skin? Overtime the character would be able to build up a resistance to Dabi’s flames kind of like exposure therapy. Now Dabi basically wears them all the time since they help keep him from burning his skin.
Basically I’m a horny mess and I just want hot dudes to use me
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reallyromealone Β· 8 months
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BABYHAUL 3
Fluff, male reader, baby reader, reader is adopted by Yamada and Aizawa, domestic, cute
πŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺπŸͺYamada was exhausted as he held little (name) in his arms, making coffee while Aizawa made breakfast for them all. It was back to school already and nobody was nearly awake for this, little (name) staring dazed and confused before being seated in his high chair.
"We have... Apple and carrot" Shouts mumbled as everyone began eating, (name) smacking his hands on the plastic table for food "yeah yeah, open wide" the exhausted hero said and (name) opened up when the little spoon got close to his mouth and looked very happy when tasting his food before looking at Shotas food curiously when he ate some of his own breakfast "ABABABA!" He tried reaching for some of it but sadly his chubby baby arm couldn't reach "here, a little bit" Shouta handed (name) a small bit that was cooled off on chopsticks and (name) looked very excited as he shoved it in his mouth.
Getting dressed and preparing (name)s baby bag the family headed off to school, Yamada grinning at the fact he managed to get the itty bitty babe in a onesie that looked like the uniform, Shouta having to explain that an actual mini uniform probably won't go well with the choking hazards via buttons and tie that the babe would most definitely try to eat.
Aizawa took (name) first as he collected his belongings, his new son looking at the students happily as they passed. Aizawa had Shinso hold his stuff as (name) kept insisting on trying to play with it.
Shinso found his new brother fascinating, the babe most definitely had a quirk that could fundamentally do anything! He could be anything!
And currently the little one was "helping" their dad prepare for class.
The students started filing in, at first not noticing the tiny addition strapped to their teachers chest, Aizawa currently writing things on the smart board "President, you can give attendance" Aizawa said passively as he turned to grab the work to be passed out off the podium and the class froze at the infant who was staring back curiously before looking around.
"Sir?" It was kaminari who spoke up with a raised hand and Aizawa grunted as a response to the blond "what's with the baby?"
Aizawa knew they wouldn't focus until he addressed the tiny elephant in the room so with a sign he scanned the class "this is my son, the U.A daycare is under maintenance so he's here" Aizawa said simply and Izuku seemed fixated on the small babe.
He looked... Familiar.
"How old is he?" Mina asked curiously and the teacher sighed "he's under a year old"
(Name) stretched his little arms and the class cooed "now" Aizawa got to business and popped a pacifier in little (name)s mouth before getting on with class.
(Name) mimicked Aizawas hand movements much to the classes amusement as Aizawa let him hold onto his finger.
"Is that him?" Nemuri asked with a soft excitement as she stepped towards the duo, Aizawa going to the staff room to get the heroics notes. "This is (name)" Aizawa said simply and Nem squealed softly but stopped when (name) looked a little startled at the sound "he's so little... Look at his little socks" she said and Aizawa took him out of his carrier a d let the other hold him, (name) immediately trying to grab her glasses to no avail "he does that with Hisashi" Aizawa said as his son began fussing.
"I think someone needs a nap" Nem said softly and Aizawa took him back and put him in the Carrier though this time facing Aizawa and began soothing the boy.
Hizashi smiled as he held his new youngest son, little (name) waking from his nap mid class and looked at the Gen-Ed students half awake, looking like he just woke from a damn good nap and clothes slightly disheveled.
"Good morning sunshine" (name) let his dad clean the drool from his cheek before popping a pacifier in his mouth "oh-- we finished early... Well I suppose you all can talk amongst yourselves" Hizashi said but his students just looked fixated on the baby who gave them some half awake side eye "sir? Is that your son?" One student asked and Hizashi grinned "yes he his! This is my youngest son (name)!" He waved (name)s sleepy arm and the boy just let him do what he wanted "how old is he?" Another asked and the blond adjusted (name) before speaking "a few months, he's a wiggly little guy" (name) gave a prime example as he whined to be put down and his dad complied, gently setting the boy down and (name) began army crawling around his little blanket set out "he's not good at the whole moving thing yet"
(Name) wiggled on the floor till his arm got caught under him and the class stiffened as his little lip wobbled and then a cry broke out as Hizashi lifted the itty bitty into his arms and tried to soothe the babe who was absolutely loosing it to no avail till his son came up "can I try?" hizashi let Hitoshi hold the itty bitty as the bell rang, the blond letting the students leave.
When it was just the trio, Hitoshi held (name) close and pat his little back gently and... Started reciting words meanings from the dictionary?
It seemed to work as (name) calmed down "how" Hizashi asked his son who shrugged "works on Eri"
The two laughed as (name) looked around confused "it's lunch time baby, they went bye bye"
"Why does he have tear marks?" Shouta asked as he took the babe "lil guy crawled on his own arm and lost his mind" Hizashi said teasingly and Shouta nodded "bound to cry eventually"
"The machine beeped!" Midnight said as her and powerloader made tea and Shouta wandered to the bottle warmer and (name) began bouncing at the machine he quickly learned holds his food "yeah yeah, keep your diaper on"
(Name) made content sounds as he ate, the teachers talking about classes and students and upcoming events "I still can't believe you two are going to be the hosts for the sports festival" Snipe snorted and Aizawa shrugged "it's only logical"
When (name) finished his bottle, Aizawa burped him and let him look around in his arms, everyone waving at him and to the adults surprise he clumsily waved back "I am pretty sure that was his first wave" Hizashi said excitedly and the teachers cooed and thankfully Vlad had video of it all and sent it to the blond.
"So is he eating solids?" Powerloader asked and Shouta nodded "he's a monster with custard" at the mention (name) looked at him curiously and the man chuckled "papa!" Little Eris voice rang as she ran in excitedly "Hi baby! Nedzu let you out early?" With the help of nedzu and a Quirk specialist Eri had been learning to control her quirk in a safe environment "yeah! He said since I got a new baby brother that I could have extra lunch with him!"
Eri smiled as Shouta crouched so she could see the little babe whom she vowed to protect in her little heart and though he shared features with her abuser she was very aware that they were not one in the same and during her captivity she often grew curious about the little baby.
A few weeks passed, the dorms fully finished and the family moved though Shinsou was in the student dorms though his training he would hopefully be joining the Hero course.
It was the weekend and the Yamazawa family were hanging out at the in school park for teachers who were parents, little (name) having the time of his life on the baby swing as he was gently pushed by Hizashi as Shouta pushed Eri on a big kid swing "higher!" She squealed as Shouta pushed her only a smudge higher "could the Yamada/Aizawa please report the Principal Nedzus office"
Hitoshi met with his family in casual clothes, it being the weekend and not needing a uniform at this moment as they knocked on it "enter please!" Nedzu said as they walked in, eyebrows raising at the man sitting in formal attire "what's going on?"
"Well due to the... Departure of Overhaul, he's been declared deceased due to the video spread of you know what" Nedzu spoke carefully as there were two tiny sets of ears through one was far more interested in his dad's capture weapon.
"So what?"
"So now we must read the things that's been left behind for our dear (name)!"
A will reading?
"Yes! It seems our dear (name) has been left quite a fair amount!"
The family sat as the lawyer began reading, the babe left estates and and priceless things in vaults quite literally anything and everything"and finally (name) Chisaki is left a total sum of 65,154,375,000 Yen (450m), here are the codes for the safes along with deeds to the estate's"
The Yamazawa family was... Shocked to say the least.
"Holy shi--""language" Shouta said though he wasn't much better, the tiny baby in his arms in little shorts and a blue striped shirts and matching shoes was absolutely loaded, the lawyer leaving them.
"My my, isn't this interesting" Nedzu said with a content smile and watched the family look shocked save for the littles who didn't have a clue on what was happening though (name) was very curious about the cookies and treats on Nedzus desk "I-I don't know... What?" Yamada was speechless as he processed the fact his baby was a multi millionaire "could we possibly have the homes and material items left behind be appraised and checked? To make sure they aren't stolen" Hitoshi brought up and the other adults genuinely considered it "since you two are his legal adults, we could do that" Nedzu said handing the teen a cookie for his excellent point "that would be good seeing as he was a criminal" Shouta agreed with his sons point.
"I will make arrangements"
So much stolen items.
So so much stolen items.
All the estate's, vaults and everything checked and the amount of stolen items was astounding and they barely dented it.
Generations of stolen goods from the crime family.
And all while this happened, (name) was excited that he got new blocks as Yamada worked with a lawyer to draft trust funds and such so the money would be accessible to (name) when he was 18.
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lovesicksugaro Β· 5 months
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I FORGOT TO INCLUDE TRANS MALE DOM READER JN MY REQ BC I WAS DISTRACTED BY THE BALLOONS
(I think it’d be fun and cool if reader was younger but still the dom,,,, but I also know that it’s a rlly niche dynamic and I totally understand if you’re not comfortable w writing it!!)
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CONGO RATS ON 100 :DD
I am here w a request for the event, age gap w aizawa
I can’t attach a low quality gif of balloons so here’s some using text, I’m doing this on desktop so hopefully it doesn’t look like shit if you use mobile lmao
character(s). aizawa shota
warnings -> trans!male reader, dom!reader, sub!aizawa, UA Professor!reader, mentions of collars, restraints, anal (r!receiving), prince pet name, reader called a good boy (by yourself and aizawa), nsfw, MDNI
a/n(.) Mwauhahaha @pvbbyb0y you have rearranged my brain chemistry with this one. I busted a nut writing this!!! Could’ve been a great fic tbh. Loved writing this πŸ˜΅β€πŸ’«πŸ€© also your balloons did lowk look insane bc I am indeed mobile 😞 but I felt the passion through all the hashtags and underscores! <3 much appreciated. MY 100 FOLLOWER EVENT IS OFFICIALLY CLOSED, I’ll be working on all the asks already sent in, but I’m taking no more
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Aizawa Shouta hates most to be helpless and out of control. Letting go makes him uneasy, struggling to find comfort on a shaky foundation of uncertainty. He doesn’t take naturally to force. As when one pushes, another resists it; natural physics. He would know. He’s a teacher.
The oxymoron, however, lies in your hands. The way your fingers seem to melt into his hair as you lean him back to observe. When your thumbs drag over his cheekbones and your palms search every smooth curve and flat surface of his skin. It’s not like you are dominating or stealing from him, no. It’s more like a surrender. Like you are instead putting pieces back together, filling in the cracks. You let him release something stuck inside. You start talking, and the anxious, irate wrinkles in the blankets of his mind smooth over back to their silky finish. The collar clicks over his neck and embarrassingly so, he can’t find a hatred for it.
Aizawa promised himself this was not his thing. He spent much time with you and your sweet ways. Mindful, calm, lulling. From the beginning he should’ve known β€” with those qualities comes an ability to use them. Too much for your own good, you pay attention. Too much for his own good. Each word that makes him twitch, each touch that makes him unable to realize you’ve got him pinned to the sheets beneath you, nodding to and following along with every command. It’s the youth in you, the ability to get what you want no matter what.
β€œYou take care of me so well,” a gentle statement. A quick drop of your hips leave you snug up against his pelvis, cum dripping from your vagina down to your ass stretched around his girth. Aizawa’s head leans sideways into the defined crook of his bicep. His hands dangle over his own tied wrists, something he doesn’t particularly enjoy on his own. Only something he enjoys because you coo at him when he takes it so well like this.
β€œTake care of me like a prince, make me feel like a good boy..” fingertips smoothing up his abdomen make him twitch inside your hole, a harsh moan squeezing out his throat as you clench and grind forward on his balls. The words sigh out of your mouth, eyes watching him so intently.
β€œAre aβ€” good boy” his mouth dropped open whimpers the words out, rocking into your hole and eyebrows creasing as he feels your rim tighten at the base of his cock. β€œMy prince..”
Aizawa never saw himself going for a younger man. Too busy. He already takes care of enough kids, he doesn’t need to be with someone who isn’t where he’s at. There’s a lot of responsibility that comes with being together with someone who wants to learn how to live life while he wants to just live it, now. He doesn’t exactly hang out with a lot of young men in his leisure time.
You were the young, hot professor β€” all the buzz because you knew the slang of the kids, and let them hang out in your classroom during lunch β€” didn’t give out homework, always had snacks, gave out long due dates, and gave extra credit for turning in work on-time. In fact, he didn’t like you at first. Being a hero was a hard job. No extra credit for being on-time, no breaks, usually more paper work than you can handle but you gotta handle anyway. Everything about you seemed counterproductive. Naive. You were cooking up disasters waiting to happen, as dead bodies in the field, and overworked pro hero’s who would drop out early and waste UA’s precious certifications on people who could’ve actually used them had they been applied well in school.
When you’d been invited for a class v. class training session, he thought it’d be best to teach you a lesson in how to hone your leading skills more properly. Show you what it really meant to raise some heros.
He was wrong, of course.
It was a sore loss for 1-A, and a sore loss for Aiazawa’s pride as well. Your class had beaten his by a landslide. All you’d said was β€œpeople whose moms and dads made their bed for them when they were younger always have the cleanest rooms,” and he despised how much you were right about that.
It also made him want to learn more from you. See more from your perspective. He’d never say it, and at first he truly didn’t believe it. Your ideas were so outlandish it was impossible not to be curious as to what other insane ideas you had. That’s what he told himself. But eventually you were convincing him to have sleepy dates and eat his favorite snacks while the class kids were in bed. Suddenly he had a collar on his neck, and now all he can conceive is the way your walls pulse around him every time he whines. It’s making him dizzy.
β€œFuck β€˜m so, deepβ€”β€œ his hips cant up, balls squeezing against your ass and so you lift yourself up and drop back down again. Black hair seeps out onto your silk pillow sheets like tie die and his head nods off to the other side. You pick yourself up, beginning to ride him again at a smooth pace.
β€œYeah, touchin’ all the right spots” you coo it, pouring your words like hot tea in his ears and making him go all mushy in thought. He’s gonna sleep so good tonight, he knows that for certain. β€œGonna make you cum, okay?”
β€œYesss, prince..” he sighs, toes curling when you grab his nipples between your fingers and pinch.
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unidentified-ending Β· 6 months
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What's up bro! I was just wondering weather you could make a little oneshot-headcanon about a male student in aizawas class who's younger brother (age 4-5) is quite dangerous due to his quirk but he's never done anything and he's been declined from multiple daycares and his parents are super stressed but Aizawa ends up taking the male reader younger brother to U.A's daycare and everyone in the dorms loves him bc he's so cute.
Thanks man, have a good day!!!!!
A/N: of course bro, this request is so cute so buckle up for some fluffy, maybe ooc aizawa and a cute younger brother.
This can be read as a trans or cis dude but if trans js imagine you got top surgery at a young age (not that young tho!). It's not mentioned anyways
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Your parents were stressed. Like stressed stressed.
Your younger brother with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes was boping around in your living room.
His name was Kuragari and he could destroy all of reality in one clap of his hand
But it's never happened before, but most people stay away from the cute ball of happiness.
When he was a child (2-3), everyone would stay away from him but he had you
Y/n L/n, a (personality trait) boy who was in class 1a, UA. Aspiring hero, and the best brother anyone could ask for.
Anyways back to the point.
Your parents were stressed, Kuragari's power was getting in the way of his daycare applications.
He was dangerous and so nobody came near him bc of "the sake of the other children"
And your parents both worked and you went to school so it was a hell of a time trying to do something for him
He'd usually get a baby sitter but he'd cry a couple of hours in, begging for you and his parents.
Which made either you, your mother or father come home from work early and have to settle him down
But that when the offer of you life came true.
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"Y/n" you hear a faint voice call for you.
"Y/n!" The same voice but louder said again.
"Y/N!" The person said and you shot up straight away, the redness in your eyes and the bags under them were a huge sign of no sleep.
You looked around, you were in your classroom but nobody was in there, just your homeroom teacher calling out for you.
"Yes sir! I'm up, I'm up." You exclaimed into the empty room, your brother had woken up crying at exactly 2:27 am yesterday night and your parents wouldn't wake up so you had to deal with Kuragari by yourself and that lasted duntil 4:16 am when he decided to sleep. And you knew you had to wake up at 7 tomorrow so only 3 hours of sleep didn't toll well on your body.
"It's break, why are you still sleeping?" Aizawa questioned, though not making any visable facial expressions.
"I-uh, I just didn't get enough sleep. I'm okay" You said, blinking in drowsiness
Aizawa raised an eyebrow and said "Are you sure? Is there something I need to know?"
"Nah, not really. It's just my younger brother Kuragari. He's been declined by so many daycares' bescuse his quirk is too dangerous for the daycare but hes never actually used it before." You explain and Aizawa listens intently.
"He can break reality in one clap of his hands but he's so cute, he's 5 this year and me, my mother and my father have been extremely stressed about this issue because nobody can baby sit him for more then five hours before he starts to throw a fit and cry. And we have to take care of him at night and its very tiring."
Aizawa listened to your story all the way through and at the end he said, "How about we take him and we can take care of him? It's up to your parents though." Your eyes glimmered at the idea and you told him you'd ask them this evening.
That evening~~~~
"Mum, Dad. I've got news! Sensei Aizawa said he's take in Kuragari into the U.A daycare! Only if you want." You exclaimed when you got into the house and ran straight into your living room.
"Wait what?" Your father said, a hint of surprisment in his voice. "Really?" You mother said, a huge smile growing on her face.
"Yes!" You shouted with picking up your little brother and he immediately started laughing and clapping his hands together in excitement even though he had no idea what you were talking about.
A few hours later
"So what do we need to do to get Kuragari in there?" Your mother said while feeding him some food.
"Nothing, we just have to bring him in tomorrow and they take him in, look after him and there is another sweet girl called Eri in there. She's so sweet and I think they would get along together."
"Are you sure about this, honey?" Your father said to your mother
"It's a opportunity we must take. For the sake of our sleep" Your mother yawned.
Your father nodded on agreement.
"Alright then, but it's your responsibility to dress and wash him in the morning because we have work tomorrow. Fair?" Your father asked while taking a sip of his coffee.
"Fair" you agreed while picking up Kuragari and placing him on the couch and turning on some baby shows.
The next morning~~~~~~
You looked at a snoozing Kuragari at 6:50 am. You knew he was gonna throw a fit about waking this early but he had to get up.
You picked up the snoozing boy and cradled him in your hands, gently rubbing your finger over his forehead to wake him.
He started to fidget in your hands and kick his legs about. That's when he opened his ayes and started wailing.
"Shh, shh it's okay. I need you to wake up for me." You say as you kissed his head and put him in his baby chair.
You made his baby breakfast and ate your own, he was still glaring at you for waking him up early.
After that, you ran a bath for the two of you while he played with some of his toys.
"Kuragari." You exclaimed and he came crawling over to the bathroom with a toy car in his hand.
You undressed him and put him in the bath and you also got in. He flapped around with his bath toys in the bath, accidentally hitting you with some bubbles.
"You silly child" you sighed before taking him out and dressing him in some new clothes.
"Alright lil bro, I'm gonna carry you to school today. So climb on my back." You said while taking your keys and unlocking your front door.
You crouched down do he could climb on your back and he crawled up your back and seated himself right on your shoulders.
Off you two go to school~~~
Surprisingly you were the only two there in your class. Mean class did start at 8:20 and you two got there at 7:59 so it was pretty early.
You went to sit at your desk and then you took your brother off your head and placed him on your desk, then placed your own head on the desk, hoping for some of your own sleep.
Your promised it would 5 minutes but 5 minutes turned into 15.
Your self-consciousness was telling you to get awake and that's when you shot up awake, immediately in search for you younger brother.
"Kuragari" you said, your eyes darted across the room but all you could see were your fellow classmates crowded around something..or someone.
"Where's my brother?" You said in panic and the whole class looked at you in surprise.
"You mean this bundle of joy" Denki said as he held your smiling and laughing brother in his hands.
Your face immediately relaxed, you hadn't lost him.
"I'm so sorry guys-" you started but Mina interrupted.
"There no need to be sorry he's so cute!" She said while the rest if the class agreed with him. You went to join the classmates of yours and when he saw you he did his signature grabby hands and you picked him up.
"Bakugo saw you sleeping when he came in then me spotted your brother on his desk. He carefully just put him back on your desk and sat down."
Bakugo tsked at his desk but didn't deny it.
"What's he even doing here anyways?" Sero says as he laughs with Kuragari.
"Oh it's a long story, so-" then a door slammed open and Aizawa walked in.
"What is going here?" He questioned and everyone moved out the way of Kuragari and Aizawa had one look at the child and back at you and he knew you two were siblings.
Kuragari on the other hand started to cry at the old grizzled man and immediately started to grab onto Deku's shirt.
"Sorry man, he's a bit grumpy. I'll take him out." You say to deku and he waves it off completely fine.
When you walk out of the room, Aizawa walked out as well.
"Sorry sensei, he's just-"
"Yeah yeah, I know. Let's just get him in the daycare and we can start lessons" Aizawa said and the two of you walked to the daycare in silence.
You dropped him off to the daycare in silence where he met Eri and they got along together.
The two of you walked back together to class in silence before Aizawa said. "He looks like you".
"Really?" You say, surprised at the comment.
"Yeah, I bet he's a hard one to deal with."
"Oh he is" you say, enjoying the small talk.
"I can see where he gets it from" he says and you accidentally let out a chuckle.
You knew you had a good teacher.
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