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thecuriousquest · 5 months

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V3 + Erasermic , not sure if you do duos for these but I apologise if not.

You Don’t Need to be a Hero

Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @palesweetscherryblossom @chickennugnugnug

Warnings: Yandere themes, SFW, blood, Reader injured, guns, building on fire, controlling behavior, lots of guilt, Aizawa and Yamada are boyfriends

Request: “If I don’t keep an eye on you, who knows what will happen.”

***Note: Reader’s quirk is called water bomb. You can shoot spheres of water from your hand, but the more you do so, the less energy you have and the more dehydrated you become. Water bombs can range in size from the size of your palm to the size of your head.

I DO DUOS pfff that’s what she said! YOU GOOD DUO ANON! 🖤🤘 Thanks for the request as well!

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They have loved you since you set foot on the school grounds. It was a platonic type of love, merely them being the guiding light for a bright pupil such as yourself. You had this passion, this hunger, this need to save the world. You wanted to only help people. Such an admirable desire. They couldn’t help talking about the goodness of your heart every chance Shouta and Hizashi had.

However, things changed once you turned eighteen. When you graduated, well, they no longer had any control over you. They miss holding you behind in class to talk with you a little longer. They miss the private lectures, the one-on-one training.

They would go home together every night, a quiet and somber mood filling the air as Aizawa pets his cat and Mic taps his pen, trying to come up with ideas for his podcast. He couldn’t think of anything as his mind simply went straight to thoughts of you.

“I miss her,” Hizashi admits to his dark haired boyfriend one evening during dinner. “I really miss her, ya feel me?”

“I know, but she’s a hero now. As much as I hate it, we have to let her walk her own path.”

Hizashi crosses his arms. “What if she gets hurt?”

That causes Aizawa to pause his chopstick to mouth movements. He puts the utensil down, thinking about multiple things that could happen to you. So many things could go wrong while facing villains. No, he hates it just as much as Hizashi, if not more.

“I’m not talking about this,” is all he says as he finishes up his supper.

The duo flits around in silence for the rest of the evening. They’re even quiet before bed, refusing to speak to one another until Aizawa hears the soft spoken words coming from his partner.

“I just want her to be okay.”

It pulls at Aizawa’s heart to hear something like that coming from someone he loves. All Aizawa can do is wrap an arm around the voice hero and pull him in close as they fall asleep.

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It is merely a coincidence, a stroke of luck, that the pair happens to be out patrolling at the same time as you, something that has never happened before.

You usually work day shifts. However, you somehow got switched to the graveyard slot as one of the sidekicks got really sick at the agency you’re working at.

“Aizawa Sensei? Mic Sensei? Oh my gosh!”

They turn around, only to be enveloped in your arms. You hug them so tightly that it actually causes their breaths to hitch from the squeeze.

“I missed you two so much!”

Hizashi can only stare at you with lips slightly parted. Aizawa pulls himself together much quicker than that.

“Look at you. You’ve grown up quite a bit since we last saw you.”

And grown you have. The way you look in your tight hero costume…it doesn’t leave much room for imagination to say the least.

“Oh, it’s only been a year. I haven’t grown that much, Sensei!” you can’t help but laugh, fully oblivious to his meaning.

Hizashi finally manages to pull himself together. “Hey, what do you say we patrol together?”

Your shock at his question turns into one of a happy surprise. You nod your head in agreement, going off with the duo in excitement. You’ve never teamed up with either one before, so the chance at pairing up with both of them is just icing on the cake to you.

Hizashi and Shouta (mostly Hizashi) asks you questions about how your life has been since graduation, what it is like at the agency you’re working under, and so on and so forth.

As you’re about to answer another one of Hizashi’s questions, Shouta puts a hand up, signaling for both of you to shut up. He appears to have picked up on something. You want to ask him what it is, but you know that if you even utter one syllable, it could cause bad things to happen.

A gun shot fires, a man screams, a dull thud echos across the street, and a building burns with flames.

Shouta and Hizashi immediately jump into action.

“Hizashi, watch out for Y/N!” He yells the order as he swings from a telephone pole with his scarf.

You huff in irritation at what the raven haired teacher just said as if you can’t take care of yourself. Your quirk, water bomb, is strong enough to be able to keep up with the heroes.

But you simply cannot afford to not listen. Listening is the key to teamwork. So you run behind Hizashi as he spurs forward towards the blazing building.

You don’t know what caused the fire, but you shoot spheres of water from your hands, holding them out towards the building. You make the bombs as big as you can, but you can only do so much to try to cool down the heat.

Sweat beads line your brow as you focus all of your attention on the building. You notice how your energy is beginning to rapidly decline with all of the water you’re shooting. Shouta is off somewhere in the distance fighting while Hizashi is fighting nearby, keeping one eye on the villain and the other on you.

Everything is okay. You have things under control here.

That is until a bullet hits your lower back, narrowly missing your spine, yet still causing enough damage to the point where you fall over. There’s too much body in the way for it to be a through and through. It’s stuck, lodged somewhere midway between your back and front. You press a palm to the wound, trying to prevent the bleeding as you lay on the sidewalk, propping yourself up with your elbow.

So much blood is pouring out of your lower back like a scarlet river. Your hero costume is completely ruined as you lay in a puddle of crimson. You’re chest is heaving as you watch Hizashi run towards you. A dark haze coats your eyes, and your lids feel heavy. Every time you blink feels like a new weight has been added to your head. You struggle to stay awake, to keep yourself up right.

Yamada wraps you in his arms, pulling you onto his lap. “Fuck, fuck, fuck! No, you stay with me, little girl. You stay with me. Hey!” He slaps you to keep you awake. “Keep those eyes open. Don’t you dare drift off on me. Come on, come on!”

He pulls his phone out, calling an ambulance to get to your location stat.

The conversation goes in one ear and out the other with the woozy state you’re in. You’re too out of it to be able to tell what’s going on with the amount of blood you’ve lost.

Before the ambulance shows up, you pass out. You’re out for a while actually, a full two days to be exact. You wake up in a hospital, feeling drowsy. Looking at the multiple IVs, you guess you’re feeling kind of out of it because of pain medication.

Hizashi pulls on your wrist lightly, grabbing your attention. You look up at your old teacher with a light smile.

“Sensei…” Your throat feels dry like sandpaper, and your mouth feels as though you’ve been sucking on cotton.

Your bout of coughing causes Aizawa to gently bring a straw to your lips. You begin to sip whatever is offered to you, instantly gulping it down once you realize it’s water.

“Alright, that’s enough. Drink too fast and you’ll make yourself sick.” He takes the cup away from you, setting it down on the bedside table.

“We’re so glad you’re awake. You’ve been out for two days, kiddo. How’re ya feelin’?” Hizashi asks with genuine concern.

“I’ve been out for two days? Damn. Wait, what happened to the building? It was still on fire when I got shot.” You can’t bring yourself to yell your questions. You just don’t have the energy right now.

Aizawa sighs. “There were no civilians in the building. It ended up being saved by three other heroes. Don’t worry too much about it. We got the villains locked up. Everything’s fine.”

Hizashi moves his hand to the area right above your knee. “Kid, this happened to you because I wasn’t watching out for you like I should have. I thought I could fight and keep an eye on you at the same time, but you ended up getting hurt because of me. Sweetheart, I am so sorry that happened to you, but it will never, and I mean never, happen again. Okay? I promise.”

You’re not even sure how to respond. “Mic Sensei, it wasn’t your fault. It’s not like you shot me. I mean, this stuff comes with being a hero. I was focused on putting out the fire, you and Aizawa Sensei were busy fighting the villains. Don’t blame yourself, please? We were all doing our jobs. It just so happened that someone snuck up on me while I was distracted with fire control.”

Shouta shakes his head and grumbles slightly. “It wasn’t anyone’s fault, but we’re going to make damn sure that something like this never happens again. You’re lucky the ambulance got to you in time.”

Something about his words confuses you. “What do you mean? Are we going to patrol together more often now?”

“No, that’s not what we mean.” Shouta takes a deep breath before explaining, “Hizashi and I talked things over, and we’ve decided that you aren’t going to be a hero anymore.”

Bewildered doesn’t even begin to describe your current state. Eyes as wide as saucers regard your old teachers.

“You decided? You decided?!” You aren’t sure where this surge of energy has come from in your drugged up state, but you express it nonetheless. “You can’t just decide things for me, especially not something concerning my profession. I’m no longer a U.A student. I’m no longer under your care nor am I your responsibility!”

“Kiddo, I suggest you lower your tone. We’re still in a hospital, and we won’t allow you to disrespect us like this,” Mic Sensei warns you.

“What the hell is happening?! I want to go. I want to go home right now!” You struggle to sit up on the hospital bed.

Aizawa puts a hand on your shoulder, forcing you to stay still. “Listen to me, Y/N, this is for your own good. We’re not going to see you hurt like that ever again. This is us making sure of that. You’re going to stay with us, and that’s the end of it.”

A stray tear, infused with rage and bitterness at the situation, finds its way trickling down your cheek.

“Why are you doing this to me?” you whisper with resentment.

“Because we love you, and we want what’s best for you,” Hizashi squeezes your knee gently.

Aizawa moves his hand to the top of your head, petting your hair softly. “If we don’t keep an eye on you, who knows what will happen.”

#triggering content #triggering themes #yandere themes #yandere #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #yandere x darling #my hero acedamia #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #yandere my hero academia #yandere boku no hero academia #yandere eraserhead #yandere present mic #yandere erasermic #yandere aizawa #yandere shouta aizawa #yandere hizashi yamada

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frickingnerd · 8 months

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spending time with present mic

pairing: hizashi yamada / present mic x gn!reader

tags: fluff, established relationship

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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skyyletai · 10 months

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character: hmm, I think something's burning.

reader, angrily: my heart's burning.

character, slyly: so we're not having a vegetarian lunch..?

reader: SHUT UP!

hizashi yamada, chrollo lucilfer, trey clover, shalnark ryusei, jade leech, ace trappola, hisoka morow, keigo takami, osamu dazai, ogai mori, kuroo tetsuro, gojo satoru.

#keigo takami #keigo x reader #ace trappola x reader #bnha hizashi #hizashi yamada x reader #dazai x fem reader #mori ogai #kuroo x y/n #trey x y/n #shalnark x reader #jade leech x reader #hisoka x reader #chrollo x reader

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doumadono · 4 months

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Hiiiii, sweetheart.

Emergency Request here...

As you may know I got stood up by a a person I considered... My friend. The person was my friend since junior high school, despite some "turbulence" in past I kept in touch with her.

I got stood up on New Year's eve. I prepared something warm to eat, snack, drinks... I even planned some nice movies to watch and games to play... And she didn't show up nor she picked her phone. I saw her being online but that's all...

Eh, I feel a little pathetic if I can be honest.

I just... I need some comfort from Erasermic... I just want my two fav men to cuddle me or something like this.

Proszę, dziękuję i pozdrawiam. 🐺💎

Our very own New Year's Eve - Erasermic x Reader

A/N: I'm still angry that you had to go through such a disappointing experience, especially from someone you considered a friend for so long (but I told you before what I think about her). Your effort to create a warm and welcoming New Year's Eve atmosphere speaks volumes about your kindness and thoughtfulness. It's completely understandable to feel hurt and disappointed. Please, don't waste you time on someone acting like a total jerk. I hope this little piece will cheer you up, even if a little bit ♥

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As the early morning light streamed through the windows, Aizawa and Yamada returned home after celebrating the New Year's Eve with their fellow UA teachers. The sight that greeted them was unexpected - you curled up on the couch, a gentle sob escaping your lips as you cradled one of your cats on your lap.

Aizawa's brow furrowed with concern, his strict demeanor ready to address the situation, but Present Mic placed a calming hand on his shoulder, guiding him to the side. "Shota, let's figure out what's going on first." In a hushed tone, Present Mic whispered to Aizawa, "Our kitty is visibly upset, and the last thing she needs is us being stern. We need to show her love, not discipline."

Aizawa's usually stern expression softened, concern etching lines on his face.

Yamada, with his ever-present energy, approached cautiously. The sight of you in distress tugged at his heartstrings. "Hey, kitten, what happened?" Mic's voice was gentle as he sat beside you, his hand reaching out to stroke your hair.

You looked up, tear-stained eyes meeting his concerned gaze. "I-I got stood up by a friend," you managed to choke out, the hurt evident in your voice.

Aizawa's brows furrowed, a protective instinct rising within him. "Why didn't you call us? We would have come back immediately," he said, his voice tinged with a mix of anger and worry.

You sighed, a shaky breath escaping your lips. "I didn't want to ruin your night. You were having fun with your friends."

Aizawa's stern expression softened slightly at your words.

Mic was quick to intervene. "Babe, your happiness is our priority. You should've called. We're a team, remember?" Hizashi took your hand, squeezing it reassuringly, while Aizawa wrapped his arms around you in a protective embrace.

"We're here for you, always," Aizawa murmured, his usually gruff voice surprisingly gentle.

Mic planted a soft kiss on your forehead. "Let us make it up to you. How about a New Year's celebration of our own tonight? We'll have dinner, music, drinks — whatever you want."

You looked up, confusion evident in your eyes. "But New Year's Eve is already over."

Mic grinned, his infectious energy returning. "Who cares? It's our house, our rules. Besides, I'm declaring a second New Year's Eve celebration tonight. We're going to make it unforgettable."

Aizawa rolled his eyes but couldn't hide a small smile. "He's impossible, but he's right. We'll make sure you have a fantastic night to remember."

And so, the duo spent the morning turning your living room into a makeshift celebration space.

In a hushed conversation away from your earshot, Present Mic convinced Aizawa that showering you with affection was the best way to ease your pain. "Let's show her all the love we've got," he insisted.

Present Mic, determined to lift your spirits, took charge in the kitchen. He prepared a feast that would rival any high-end restaurant, showcasing his culinary prowess. The savory aroma filled the air as Aizawa joined in, silently supporting his friend's efforts. The dining table was adorned with an array of dishes, each one carefully crafted to appeal to your tastes.

As the evening progressed, Hizashi decided to add a sweet touch to the celebration. "Hey, sweetheart, how about we make those chocolate cupcakes you love?" he suggested, an optimistic glint in his eyes.

Despite your initial reluctance, the sadness pouring out of your existence, you found yourself nodding. Hizashi guided you through the process, his infectious enthusiasm turning the task into a shared experience. Mixing ingredients, laughter echoing in the kitchen, the cupcakes baked to perfection, their rich aroma adding to the ambiance.

After the delicious dinner and sweet treat, the three of you migrated to a cozy set of couches. Hizashi pulled you gently between them, his arm enveloping your shoulders. Aizawa's legs intertwined with yours, his rough hand tenderly caressing the curve of your hips.

Present Mic pressed a soft kiss to your forehead, whispering, "You mean the world to us, you know that, kitty?"

Aizawa added, "We're here for you, no matter what."

You felt a comforting warmth envelop you, surrounded by the two men you cherished. The presence of your cats, peacefully napping nearby, added to the serenity of the moment.

"Tonight's about leaving behind what hurt you and embracing what brings you joy," Hizashi murmured, his fingers tracing soothing patterns on your arm.

Aizawa, not one for excessive words, simply nodded in agreement, his gaze conveying a depth of understanding.

The ambiance in the room was a delicate blend of warmth, laughter, and the lingering scent of chocolate cupcakes. As you snuggled between Aizawa and Present Mic, the conversation continued, weaving an intricate tapestry of shared moments.

Hizashi, his voice gentle, broke the silence, "You know, those cupcakes taste even better with your smile."

Aizawa, offering a rare smile, added, "He's right. Seeing you happy makes everything worthwhile."

You couldn't help but smile, feeling a surge of gratitude for the two men who had orchestrated this evening of comfort and joy.

Yamada grabbed a throw blanket, covering the three of you as you leaned into his embrace. "Now, let's continue this night with some chill vibes," he suggested, grabbing the remote to cue up your favorite show.

As the opening notes of "Home Alone" filled the room, Hizashi's fingers tapped the tip of your nose. "One of the best holiday movies, right?" he mused, his eyes reflecting the flickering light of the TV.

Aizawa, arms still wrapped around you, chimed in, "Classic. The kid's resourcefulness is impressive. If my class was in charge there, those burglars would pray to be sent right into the Tartarus."

Shota's remark caused Hizashi to choke on the sip of his coke. "Shota, dear Lord, ease up on the kids. They're nice kiddos!"

"Yeah, I wish they could ease up on me, so I could get some damn rest," the black-haired man grumbled.

You giggled, resting your head on his chest, rising and falling slowly with each breath he took.

The movie played in the background, the familiar scenes casting a nostalgic glow over the room.

You released a contented sigh as the movie came to an end. "Boys… Thank you."

"That's not the end!" Hizashi grinned at you, leaping out from under the covers, leaving you exposed. You nuzzled closer to Aizawa, seeking warmth.

Aizawa's hands reached around to your back, rubbing it gently as he planted a tender kiss on your lips.

Just as Present Mic returned, he huffed a little, looking a tad offended. "I was gone for thirty seconds, and you're already claiming our girl yours, Shota?!" He presented you with three glasses and a bottle of champagne. "I was keeping this hidden for a nice occasion, and it arrived today! Shota, come here and open it for me. You know I'm a bit clumsy."

Aizawa efficiently opened the champagne, the cork popping with a satisfying sound. He poured the sparkling alcohol into the glasses, handing one to you as you gracefully got up.

Present Mic, raising his glass, declared, "To you, my loves! To my sweet, charming kitty." He reached his free hand out, rubbing your cheek, "And to my one and only, handsome as hell Eraserhead." He grinned at Aizawa.

Shota acknowledged with a nod. "To you guys. May this year be better than the last."

You raised your glass, a smile playing on your lips. "To my handsome pro heroes, always ready to serve and protect. To my two absolutely cute boys that can turn into wild tigers in the sheets!"

Aizawa scoffed a little, but Present Mic playfully pointed out, "Look at that, kitty, you made Aizawa blush!"

Shota downed his champagne and glared down at you, his thumb rubbing against your lips. "So how about we move to the other part of the celebration now, kitten?" His tone was low and seductive, causing a familiar tingling in your abdomen.

With a mischievous grin, you nodded. "Yes, please. Let's celebrate our very own New Year's Eve." You bit your lower lip, adding, "I can't wait."

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draco-asteria · 1 year

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Unwanted(?) - Erasermic x Insecure! Reader

You always felt like this. Unwanted. Unneeded. Completely useless. Your quirk, amphiptere, not only gave you the features & abilities of a snake, including replacing the majority of your legs with a snake tail but also gave you a pair of wings. You were quite a sight. Unfortunately, most times it was not in the best way. When you first met Eraserhead & Present Mic, they had rescued you from a bunch of people who were threatening you. When they consulted you, it ended up slipping that you were quite used to this. After that, you soon found yourself in their home, which now belonged to you as well. You have been nothing but thankful since, & had since harboured feelings for the pair. However, you had not dared to say anything about these feelings towards them, in fear they were not returned.

As thanks for helping you out, you had taken it upon yourself to become their “maid”. You cooked, cleaned, & repaired anything you could for them. On more than one occasion, you had also watched Eri for them. You loved that girl, your heart squeezing every time she smiled or laughed. They admired you quite a bit for this. But over time, you noticed something. They belonged… & you didn't. Everyone was fit, everyone had scars from epic battles, and everyone did something significant, but you didn't. At first, you wiped these feelings away, knowing that they had been through a lot, hence why they have the scars in the first place, but as the days went by, you longed to have those things happen to you as well. You longed to become a part of them, & one day, it took control.

It was far from the best of days, that was for certain. Everything that could have gone wrong, went wrong. There was simply too much to list. But, the worst came at the end of the day, when Aizawa & Hizashi returned home. They too must have had a rough day, because soon after they returned, the three of you broke out in a nasty fight. You couldn't remember the details; you were sure that the reason was insignificant, but it got to you. Both had mainly fought with you. You were the outsider. You were the anomaly. You were bad. So when the two returned to work the next day, you left.

You had only packed a simple bag. A couple of outfits, your overnight bag, your wallet & some water. Other than your phone & headphones, that's all you had. You hid your key on the property, after locking everything up. You took a bus outside the city as well, so there was no trail. By the time you calculated they would have noticed your absence, you would be far far away. You didn't want to burden them anymore. If you got far enough, they wouldn't be shamed by the media either, & if you did get caught by the police, well… you did leave on your terms. It was perfect. By now, you were hours away from their home. Middle of the night, middle of nowhere. You had found shelter in an abandoned building, setting up a small fire on its cold concrete floor. You curled yourself around the flame, using the end of your tail as a pillow, & wings as a blanket. You were sure that you had already picked up a tick or two. That was going to be an ass to deal with. You could probably find a river nearby to deal with them, though you'd have to wait till sunrise. Your eyes slowly closed, & your mind slowly drifted. God, you were a freak. Why did you ever exist in the first place?

…

As you woke, you didn't feel the fire anymore. No, there was something else keeping you warm. You liked it. You shifted around. Something was pressing against your back. You liked it. You heard a rhythmic thumping in your right ear. You liked it. You peered up to see a snoring black-haired man. You didn't like that. You shot up from your place, hearing a squeal from behind. You looked behind to see a head of long blond hair. You didn't like that. You yelped as you flicked your tail, tossing him back & off you. Suddenly a pair of arms shot out from behind you & clasped on your chest. Before you could even speak you felt a pair of lips on your shoulder. You couldn't help but freeze up. Yamada rose from the floor. “What was that for?” he asked, with his tone indicating he was pissed.

“I- I could ask you the same thing! How did you find me?” you questioned back. How could they have found you so easily? There was no way to find you in such a short amount of time. “You aren’t exactly subtle,” replied Shota, as he lifted one of your wings. He was just barely able to keep his eyes open. "Between your (f/c) wings & your (f/s) tail, you were easily identifiable. I’m surprised you made it that far though.” he mumbled into the crook of your neck, kissing it once again. You softly moaned when his lips made contact; you could never get used to something like that. Suddenly you felt a shifting in front of you. Zashi had climbed back onto the bed.

“Don’t do that ever again, little listener!” he whined. “We thought that somebody broke in & kidnapped you! Every minute that went by we thought that you were even closer to death! You scared the living daylights out of us! Why would you even do that y/n?” Mic asked. It was very evident how worried he was. Both men stood still, awaiting your response. You didn’t say anything, just looked down. Tears pricked your eyes. You didn’t know why either; they did nothing but love you & accept you, but you always thought otherwise. Your mentality forced you to believe in lies, & made the truth look like nothing but fantasy. Suddenly you felt another pair of arms around you. “Please… just don’t do that ever again. We don’t want to lose you…” Yamada whispered as he pulled himself closer. “We… we love you.” Your eyes widened at the statement. They… loved you? Like, love, loved you? Like wanting to be in a relationship with you, love? Like, want you to bear their children, love? Like-

“Ah!” you yelped as you were pulled down against Shota.

"Sho!" Zashi scolded, crawling back into his spot on your back. "You ruined the moment!"

"I want to go back to sleep. It's 4:30 am on a Sunday." He angrily whispered back before snuggling up with you. You couldn't help but giggle before snuggling up with him. You were wrong. You can be loved. You are loved. And you’ll never forget that ever again.

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nykie-love-anime · 7 months

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Cake

Y/N: Can I have a piece of cake, please dad? Hizashi: What are the rules? Y/N: - sighing sadly- Y/N: No cake before dinner Hizashi: No, that is Pop’s rule Hizashi: - smiling at his kid - Hizashi: My rules are that you have to bring me a slice as well along with a glass of milk Y/N: - happily walking over to your dad to give him a hug - Y/N: Thanks dad you are the best

Masterlist

#y/n #fluff #reader #my hero academia #shouta aizawa x reader #hizashi yamada x reader #erasermic x kid!reader #incorrect quotes #mha incorrect quotes #bnha incorrect quotes #erasermic

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luxthestrange · 20 days

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BNHA Incorrect quotes#18 WOOOOOW-

In the UA Infirmary...In the past Before, with Teenanger Aizawa and others in the mix-

Hizashi: I have to say, I’m a little embarrassed for you...

Shota: This is a sports-related injury, That makes me cool

Hizashi Tripping over a basketball on your way to the bathroom is not cool!

Both Shota and Hizashi HARD-stare at each other, Till they both sighed and gave the subject a rest

Shota*Crossing his arms*Come to think of it Hizashi, why we came to the infirmary, Im fine-

Aizawa and Hizashi look at the y/n a Quirkless student who has helped several teachers but mainly Recovery Girl for extra credit in the school for after-college connections... they're a bit of a hot topic, and young Aizawa's secret crush-

Teen!Y/n*Wearing a nurse uniform, is helping the staff today for extra credit,smiles seeing the two *What seems to be the problem?

Hizashi:...

Shota:....

Shota*Moaning in pain in the hospital bed*MY HEART PURPLE!?-MY LEG INSIDE OUT!?-

Hizashi*looking at Shota with an "...really?" stare and shaking head*...wooooooow-

part 5 of :

#boku no hero academia #my hero academia #mha #bnha #bnha x reader #bnha x y/n #mha x reader #mha x y/n #shota aizawa x reader #shota aizawa x y/n #yamada hizashi #eraserhead #eraserhead x reader #eraserhead x y/n #secretary y/n #present mic #bnha incorrect quotes #mha incorrect quotes #incorrect quotes

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specialagentlokitty · 20 days

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Present mic x reader - happy surprises

Heyy, a cool idea would be Present Mic x reader where he’s on the radio taking calls and fan reader gets to call him. Add whatever you like of course just an idea lol, I’d love to see what else you come up with - Anon💜

Sitting on the stool, you were reading through the list of ingredients in front of you, listening to the soothing voice of your favourite radio talk show host.

You weren’t paying all too much attention to him, you were focused on getting everything ready for opening the bakery the next day, so when your phone began to ring you didn’t think twice about it.

Picking it up you stuck it on speaker, setting it back down on the counter.

“Hello, Blueberry Bakery, (Y/N) speaking, are you placing an order or picking up one?” You asked.

“Well what a formal greeting!”

“Mr Present Mic?!”

There was a loud laughter on the other end, you had to get up and mute your radio so you were able to hear him better.

“That’s right! You’re our lucky caller! So why don’t you tell us about yourself yo!”

You laughed a little awkwardly.

“Well, I uh, I work nights, I’m actually at work right now.”

“You mentioned a bakery, you got any recommendations!?”

You hummed a little, resting your chin on your hand as you looked at your phone.

“Depends on what you like, my specialty is cakes. I make them for all sorts of occasions, birthdays, weddings, that sort of stuff.”

“Amazing! Tell me more!”

You grinned even more as you excitedly began to tell him about some of the cakes you had managed to bake before.

After five minutes he announced it was time for the next caller after a few songs and you ended the call, gushing about how you were just on the phone with your all time favourite hero.

You grabbed your phone to excitedly text your friend when you noticed that the number in your recent call logs wasn’t blocked, it was an actual mobile number.

You decided to message the number, worrying it wasn’t safe for him to give out his number to random people like this.

You: hi, I was just on your radio show, I just wanted to let you know you haven’t restricted you phone number so anybody you call can see it and save it. Just in case you didn’t know how here’s how you find it!

With that, you sent the message with a photo on which part of his phones settings he needed to be on.

Setting your phone back down, you went back to your work, sleeves rolled up as you carried on with the various projects you were working on.

You worked through until early morning when you let the day shift in, and you grabbed your things, giving them all a wave as you went home to sleep.

Again, you were back the next night doing the same thing, looking through the orders that a few people were collecting after hours.

Setting them aside in time order, you put your apron on and got to work on the final touches for them, and one by one people came to collect them.

You usually had the same routine, so even after a few weeks you were doing the same thing, listening to the radio while working, though it wasn’t Present Mic on, since his show didn’t run every night of the week, it was still nice.

Hearing the buzzer go, you walked over and pressed it, letting the person in.

“On moment!” You called.

Setting the cake back into the chiller, you brushed your hands on your apron as you looked down at your list.

“Do you have the receipt you were given for your order?”

“Oh yeah! Here!”

Your head shot up at the voice, and you grinned from ear to ear.

“Mr Present Mic!”

He laughed loudly, slamming his receipt down in the counter.

“Yo! The caller from the other week!” He beamed.

You grinned sheepishly, running a hand up and down your arm as you took his receipt.

“It’s a real honour to meet you, you’re my favourite hero!”

“What?! No way?! Me?!”

You laughed, nodding your head as you lifted up the counter, letting him come through and you handed him an apron.

“I actually had a message saying they needed to confirm some final details when you arrived.”

Setting his receipt down you looked for the matching one and looked over it, grabbing the cake he had ordered and brought it out.

“They wanted you to pick some final colours and such, so if you let me know I can get it done right away.”

“Oh so many to choose from! Can I decorate it?!” He gushed.

You laughed a little, nodding as you took the cake to the work station.

“Go right ahead, we do need to remind you that if you decorate it yourself you can’t ask for a refund.”

“Not to worry!”

He happily began to work while you set a cake down next to him, getting to work on this one as well.

You looked at present mac as he decorated his own cake with a bright grin on his face, then went back to your work.

You finished the first part and left it there as you walked to the front, cleaning out the cases.

“Yo! This is so good! It didn’t even take you that long!” He gushed.

You laughed a little nervously.

“Thanks, I’ve been working here for years, my parents were bakers as well.”

“Amazing! Can you help me!?”

“Of course!”

Walking over, you washed your hands and stood next to him, listening to him as he excitedly explained what he wanted done with his cake.

You happily showed him what to do, and the whole time you were fully aware of his focused on his gaze on you.

Once you were done, you went back to your own work, and he watched your carefully, and you took the cake back, doing a quick tidy up which he helped with.

When you were done, you turned around to look at him, giving him a smile and he grinned brightly.

“Oh! I didn’t know if you got my message about thanking you!”

You furrowed your brows a little, pulling out your phone, and you looked through your messages, shaking your head.

“No, hold on let me check something.”

Present mic stood over your shoulder while you went through your phone.

“Oh yeah, never mind you went through to my unknown messages.” You laughed.

“Ouch! Didn’t even save my number!” He pouted.

He placed a hand over his heart pretending to be hurt about it and you laughed a little bit.

“It wasn’t my place to save, I just wanted to make sure you knew you were giving it out.”

“Much appreciated yo!”

He stuffed his hands into his pocket, leaning down a little with a grin on his face.

“Can I decorate another cake?!”

“Yeah, I was actually making one for myself for my birthday, go right ahead!”

You grabbed another cake and handed it over for him so he could decorate.

You were still in slight shock of him in your work, and as the night drew on to an end, he got ready to leave with his cake.

“Oh! Can I see ya phone?”

You nodded your head, handing it over to him, and he took it for a few seconds before handing it back to you, picking up his cake.

You walked him out, and he looked at you, giving you a grin.

“Let’s do this again sometimes (Y/N)!”

With that he walked away.

You locked up again.

When you got home you decided to see what he had done, and you noticed a new contact in your messages along with a missed message from it.

Hizashi: thanks for the cake!

He’d sent you a photo of him grinning with the grin with the cake in the background and you laughed loudly at how goofy he looked

#my hero academia imagine #my hero academia x you #my hero academia x reader #my hero academia #mha #mha x you #mha x y/n #mha x reader #mha imagine #present mic #present mic x reader #present mic x you #present mic imagine #Hizashi #hizashi x reader #Hizashi x you #Hizashi imagine

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mikasa-imadebiscults · 11 months

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Pro Heroes - When They Wake Up In The Mood

100 Followers Event: 21/31

(Characters Included- Midnight, Aizawa, Mirko, and Present Mic)

(Warning: NSFW Themes)

- It was almost 3 in the morning, and you woke up with your partner on top of you. They were giving soft kisses and bite marks on your jawline and neck. Then they looked up at you and gave a soft smiled, noticing that you are now awake. You could already tell by the way they were acting what was happening, so you gave them the okay. They went down your body and started to kiss the fabric that was covering your crotch. They teased you a bit before deciding to taste what’s underneath.

|Midnight, Present Mic

- You were finally able to get some sleep, it was a long two hours of sex with your partner. It was about midnight and you suddenly woke up to a strange but familiar feeling. You felt your body started to heat up when you saw that your partner inserted something in you. They smirked and told you that they just needed one more round and asked if they could move. You said yeah and they started to move in and out of you, giving you praise and talking about how good you look.

|Aizawa, Rumi

Masterlist

#mha scenarios #mha fanfiction #mha x reader #mha x y/n #mha smut #mha aizawa #aizawa x reader #aizawa x y/n #aizawa smut #mha midnight #midnight x reader #mha mirko #mirko x reader #mirko smut #hizashi yamada #hizashi x reader #present mic #mha hizashi

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keepingupwithkarasuno · 1 year

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Based off my dad being upset that I only make “good” food (I always cook good food im offended) when he n my mom r sleeping or I have the house to myself

Yagi Toshinori gets princess treatment always.

#mha texts #bnha texts #ua staff #ua staff x gender neutral reader #aizawa x gender neutral reader #all might x gender neutral reader #bnha x gender neutral reader #mha x gender neutral reader #x gender neutral reader #mha #bnha #aizawa shouta #all might #yagi toshinori #yamada hizashi #x reader #x y/n

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thecuriousquest · 6 months

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More platonic yandere erasermic?? 👀

Platonic Yan!Dads EraserMic Drabbles

Tag List: @issamomma @repostingmyfavs @chickennugnugnug

Warnings: Platonic yandere themes, SFW, kind of fucked up punishments, spanking punishment, non consensual spanking, grounding (really just isolation in disguise), mouth soaping, forced cold baths (not sexual), time out, reading while kneeling on rice, Hizashi is an asshole, Shouta is tired, Reader is forced to call her new dads “Daddy” and “Papa”, Reader isn’t allowed to have pets because her dads are meanies!

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Rules include: No keeping secrets, no lying, no swearing, no hurting yourself or others, no locking any doors in the house, no disrespect, no wearing short clothing, and you’re only allowed to call Aizawa “Daddy” and Yamada “Papa”.

Failure to comply will only lead to harsh punishments including but not limited to grounding, mouth soaping, spanking with a hand or an implement, very cold baths, time out, loss of electronics/privileges, reading while kneeling on rice, etc..

Despite their rules and punishments, they are a pretty relaxed couple. They let you go out if they think you’ve been well-behaved, and you don’t even have to take one of them with you if you’re going out with friends because they can always just track you down. As long as you’re not meeting up with any boys, everything is fine.

Shouta appears to be the tough parent, but he’s actually really fucking soft. Don’t get me wrong, he doesn’t put up with any attitude. He’s quick to shut that down, but he coddles you afterwards, holding you on his lap for hours if need be until you calm down. He’s the parent who lets you have ice cream before bed or surgery cereal for breakfast. He’s the one who isn’t beyond harsh with punishments.

It’s Hizashi who is the really strict one. He’ll ground you for three months if he thinks you talked to a boy at school. He’s that kind of strict. Try arguing with him about this, and he’ll probably smack your lip and make you bite down on a bar of soap while he beats your ass. He’ll give you a look and order you to stay in your room until dinner. That’s when the three of you will have a proper discussion about your punishment with Aizawa just to inform him of what’s going on.

He doesn’t always agree with Hizashi’s methods, but he can’t undermine his partner by saying something contradictory right in front of you, so he sighs and nods while eating his dinner. Shouta always sneaks you candy just before you brush your teeth to try and make you feel better about everything.

You love your dads though because they’re always there for you. They take you to the Sports Festival and all kinds of places. It’s really fun. Sometimes, Papa lets you do a podcast with him, and you get to experience the spotlight with him. Daddy even takes you to the animal shelter on the days he volunteers. You mostly spend that time trying to convince him to let you adopt a dog, but he just snuggles the cats and turns you down.

“BUT DADDY THIS ONE IS SO BIG!” You tell him as you hold a gigantic mutt that’s almost your size under the armpits.

He once publicly spanked you because you tried to sneak out of the shelter with a beagle puppy in your backpack. He made you return the dog, and you cried the entire way home until he stopped to get you ice cream because he couldn’t take your heartbreaking sobs any longer. Like I said before, he’s not the toughest parent out of the two.

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