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*Shuu sighs* I'm running out of Dadzawa ideas. -Shuu

๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ญ thats it. Its officially the end of the world as we know it. Planes are cascading down to the ground and skyscrapers are collapsing.

You sit in your house scared and alone as a mass of zombies claw at your door because suddenly, dadzawa inspiration is gone and its taken the light and hope in the world with it. ๐Ÿ›


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can I ask for aizawa with female reader and I donโ€™t really care what youโ€™re writing aber I want some married stuff or maybe even pregnant stuff. I didnโ€™t see any rules, so I hope thatโ€™s okay

Of coirse this is okay! I think its an absolitely wonderful prompt and cant wait to write it i love pregnancy fluff anpwjejdijdhfr

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Aizawa x Pregnant!Reader

Can I Ask For Aizawa With Female Reader And I Dont Really Care What Youre Writing Aber I Want Some Married

Aizawa was and remains to be an amazing partner. Despite his less expressive personality, he always looks after you, and he's about as attentive as they come and won't ever let you worry about something for longer than you have to.

He's a kind, patient man, with a gentle side that noone else gets to see. He wakes you up with coffee and a kiss and he makes you dinner, and pampers you like no other.

But one of his best qualities by far is that he's a good listener, and he remembers everything about you. It's easy for him to know somehow just by looking at you how much you've slept or if you've eaten yet, and how he does it is beyond you. But you need it.

Before you'd met him you were a mess, physically and emotionally. And when you had started to warm up to eachother, you'd started helping eachother out as well. He would remind you to sleep the night before a job, or buy lunch with you to remind you to eat, and in return you would get him coffee in the morning and help him with his paperwork and grading papers. From there, your relationship flourished, to the astonishment of literally every one of his friends.

Which brings you to where you are now, trembling on the bathroom floor with tears in your eyes as you hold a positive pregnancy test in your hands.

It's not uncommon for you to miss a period or to have it very delayed, as they've always been very irregular, but you've never missed to in a row before. Now you know why.

Your shoulders shake with the effort of stifling your anxious cries and the loose blouse you had slipped on earlier that morning is slowly sliding off your shoulder. Your hair is a tangled mess and your mascara runs down your cheeks, the whites of your eyes red and your eyelids puffy.

It's not exactly like this is the worst news in the world, but you break into a cold sweat nonetheless, terrified of how he might react. His jobs as both pro-hero and teacher take up such a substantial amount of his time and you know firsthand how stressful it is, and a baby on top of that? You're not so sure he could handle it...

You're not so sure you could handle it.

Thankfully, you have some privacy at the moment since you had the day off and Shouta didn't, so he's most likely with his class at the moment. Perfect. You don't need him seeing you like this right now.

Soft sniffles and gasps of breath echo through your bathroom as you let the panic and anxiety consume you, the test held loosely between your fingers as you sit on the floor with your head in your knees.

It takes a while for you to finally calm down, and when you do you still look very obviously like you've been crying, causing a soft sigh to escape past your lips when you finally look in the mirror to clean yourself up. You're tired, you look tired, and you're about to walk out of the bathroom feeling like a slab of cement in the same blouse which is now barely at your elbows, your cream bra and the matching underwear.

That is, until you hear the front door open. Cold panic surges through your blood and you stumble backwards in shock and confusion. Is it really that late? No- Shouta is early from work.

He calls your name only to be met with silence, furrowing his eyebrows and realising that you must be in the bathroom. But why didn't you reply to him when he called out to you?

You gulp and fix your shirt frantically, covering the bump that's barely there and thanking every god you can think of that you can pass it off as bloating, slowly walking out of the bathroom and smiling at him quietly.

Meanwhile, the positive test lays on the bathroom counter, left forgotten in your panic.

You greet your boyfriend in the bedroom and give him a soft kiss, learning that there was half-day at UA today, and he got to come back early. You really wanted to be happy about it too. But you were just too overwhelmed and there was too much weighing on your mind for you to act like there was nothing happening, and he picked up on it fast.

He noticed your swollen eyes and bloated figure as you walked out of the bathroom and none of it gives him any reason to think of you as less beautiful, but you look tired and drained, and he's immediately worried about you. As much as he knows not to pry, he can't help but be curious as to whether it was him that caused this. It was.

He guides you to the bed to rest and strokes your hair out of your face, kissing you again before going to the bathroom.

Wide eyes stare at the test on the counter a few minutes later, and you still haven't realised that you had forgotten to hide the test yet, pondering over what you're going to do about this and when you're going to tell him.

You don't really need to worry about that anymore though, when a visibly shocked and apprehensive Shouta comes out of the bathroom holding the test in his hand. His eyes are wide and his lips are parted in shock at the realisation, and you feel dread pool in your stomach as you see what's in his hand. You're almost expecting him to be disappointed or worried until suddenly you're wrapped up in his arms.

His embrace is so warm and comfortable an accepting, and it's everything you didn't realise you needed until you had it, crying almost immediately into his chest and clutching onto his signature black shirt as he rubs your back and chuckles quietly.

"You-... you're pregnant?... Why didn't you tell me? You were planning on-... on hiding it from me?"

Although he understands how afraid you probably were he still can't stop himself from feeling a little upset that you didn't want to tell him straight away, mostly at himself for making you think this way. Before his self doubt can eat away at him any more you speak up, nuzzling your cheek into his shirt with your eyes closed, your expression relaxed and at ease now.

"Shouta, I was scared that-... I don't know, it's stupid- I thought you were too busy for a baby... It was just so fast and... It's been two months since my last period, Shouta."

The two of you talk it out for a while, Aizawa's grin a rare, pure sight as he really comprehends the fact that you're going to have his baby, and his hand is already rubbing your barely swollen belly.

It's not out of character for him to cuddle with you the way he is now, laying down and spooning you as he massages your stomach and kisses up your neck and shoulder while reassuring you that he'll make time for a baby, and he's going to play an active role in helping you with the housework and raising the baby with you.

You know he's not lying to you as you feel him shed tears behind you silently, and a soft smile returns to your lips before you turn around to pepper his face in kisses.

"You better. You're gonna be a dad..."


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You want more Dadzawa you said right? Aizawas sees students accidentally or purposely mislabeling NB! Reader as a female cuz reader is AFAB and he notices reader looks sad whenever someone says "she's so pretty", "she's adorable", "she's too perfect!" But reader has told aizawa they're preferred pronouns. -Shuu

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Aizawa x Enby!Student!Reader (Platonic) - Misgendered

You Want More Dadzawa You Said Right? Aizawas Sees Students Accidentally Or Purposely Mislabeling NB!

"You're so pretty! Isn't she so pretty?!"

You can't help but feel a little dejected at the complement, Mina's loud, energetic and enthusiastic voice filling the room, accidentally misgendering you in the process. Aizawa looks up from his papers at his desk, giving you an unreadable look.

A forced smile presses at your lips while you fight the dysphoria, rationalising it in your head by telling yourself that you haven't gotten around to telling everyone yet. Yet, part of you is a little disappointed that you don't look as enby as you feel.

Your teacher notices this easily, bothered by the saddened flash in your eyes that noone picks up on, and he feels bothered that one of his students is facing such a problem on their own. Aizawa is the only person that knows out of the entire class full of people, because you had opened up about why you'd been distracted and unhappy for the few days before. From then, he made it his mission to bring the class closer together and encourage teamwork to show you that you have friends who won't see you as anything different.

"Aw.. t-thank you, Mina... I guess we could be two pretty best friends, huh?~"

Mina's cheeks go pink... Well, more pink than they were already. She's blushing and it's absolutely adorable. Flirting and complementing others is your love language after all, and you definately think she's one of the prettiest people you've ever met. She has the heart of an angel too, it's just a shame that you don't know how to come out to her and tell her that you're non-binary. It really sucks.

Aizawa looks at you dryly as you shamelessly flirt with everyone in the class, his eye twitching as he deadpanns, an expression on his face that seems to say something along the lines of "kids these days..."

He huffs and continues with his teaching, separating your little group as the break ends and carrying on with the lesson, planning on pulling you aside after class to talk about what happened.

Though to his surprise, you had come to him of your own accord after everyone had filed out of the room and he doesn't even have time to speak before you're interrupting him.

"I want to come out... I- Can i make an announcement during our next period?"

"... It's rude to interrupt your teacher, problem child. Yes, you can make an announcement. Is this about Mina's comment earlier?..."

You pout as he gives you the same monotone voice and stares straight into your soul, nodding your head and feeling yourself deflate a little as he still reprimands you for interrupting him and flirting during class.

"Jeez, i get no special treatment, huh? Not even for your favourite resident creature? Damn."

Your sensei can't stop himself from chuckling at your antics as you hang your head down in an act of disappointment, shooing you away and telling you to go and hang out with your friends.

By the time next period rolls around, it finally dawns on you just how scared you are to actually come out for real, and you almost entertain the thought of backing out until you make up your mind at the sight of Izuku and Kirishima being absolute cinnamon rolls. There's no way such kind hearted, genuine heros could have any kind of prejudice in their heart. What were you even thinking?

That's it. You're gonna tough up and face it. So when you stand up in front of the class as they all file in, you ignore their curious and confused looks and spill your secret.

"Uh- guys? Sorry, I just wanted to say something- uhm... Im enby, a-and my pronouns are they/them. I've felt this way for a while now... and i'm sorry it took a while for me to say anything..."

With that, you stay quiet, anxiously waiting for any kind of reaction until you hear Kirishima and Denki interrupting eachother with words of encouragement, though you don't really understand because they're speaking at the same time and you're getting confused. A small smile plays at your lips as Mina nearly knocks over her desk to embrace you, squealing as you almost fall down, excited and encouraging chatter erupting in the room while Aizawa looks on with the tiniest smile.

None of you know just how proud he is of this class. And he decides that you never will because brats don't get that kind of positive reinforcement from him. He's oviously going to keep working you all to the bone and making sure you all suffer for being problem children. But for now, he can be proud, and watch on with hidden relief while you get flooded with reassurance.


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Oh. My. Fucking. God.

Aizawa x Reader (quirkless s/o) with a Flipping octo plush where it has an angry side thats pink and the happy side is red and its on its angry side. Or aizawa x reader (quirkless s/o) who paints theyres and aizawas nails with a cat face

-shuu

100% im putting both of these into one because uugghhh ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฉ

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Aizawa x Reader - Pink Plushies

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

Fuck. The plushie is pink. What did he do now?

Shouta sighs, walking into your shared flat and sighing tiredly as he's met with the love of his life sitting on the bed and sulking. There's an obvious pout on your lips as you pointedly make a scene out of ignoring him, causing another ragged sigh to cue from the tired looking man before you.

This had all started earlier on the same day when you'd made a joke about getting matching nails and proposing to paint cats on his. He immediately declined of course, but he really didn't think you would ignore him for the whole day.

But here you are, staring at the wall stubbornly as he asks you what's wrong. He's too old for this.

Despite the fact that he is literally 25, but anyway.

You pout and your eyebrow twitches as he sits on the bed next to you, staring at you with a neutral expression and waiting for you to finish your tantrum. It's not fair that he was blessed with so much more patience than you.

You give in easily and sigh quietly, giving your lover a forlorn look and making his heart almost stop for a second. You look genuinely upset now, and he doesn't know what's wrong or if it's his fault or not, and the thought haas anxiety pooling in the pits of his stomach.

He could never forgive himself if he was the reason you look so sad right now, and he always tried his best to be active in this relationship and spend valuable time with you because he doesn't know what he'd do with himself if he ever lost you.

That is until you come out with your next words.

"Why didn't you let me paint your nails, Shouta?! I thought it would be cute- a-and we could match and everything-! Was the thought really that horrible to you?..."

He deadpans harder than ever before, looking at you as if he'd just been turned to stone while you rant at him and whine like a kicked puppy, crocodile tears pooling down your face and catching the light.

"... I-... I love you, honey, but im not letting you paint my nails, no."

The next fifteen minutes saw him staring down at prettily painted black nails with little white kitten chibis drawn on carefully. You really are talented, he muses, looking down at one of the finished nails and silently giving them starry eyes, encapsulated with them and absolutely charmed.

His head is adorned with a pair of cat ears that you had slipped on him as a joke, having yet to have taken them off yet as he stares at your masterpieces. Pretty, and soft hair falls in front of your face while you continue your hard, honest work, sat hunched over Shouta's other hand and just finishing up so that you can get started on yours.

"Do the base white on yours. Make them opposites." he proposes as you finish glossing them over, giving you a suggestion, and you just can't help but puff your cheeks out like a hamster as you attempt to contain your laughter only to fail miserably. You can't help it- he's just given you a suggestion like that with the most unexpressive face you've seen on him, and once you calm down and recover a little you're quick to press a gentle kiss to his lips while he's still confused.

The two of you have fun painting your nails and there's absolutely no way that you could let him even breathe before you got a picture of the masterpieces before you, and as Shouta watches you fawn over how cute he is with the cat ears he still has on he cant help but smirk and pull you closer.

Soft lips meet yours as he holds you in the kiss by the back of your head, nipping at your lip and when you pull back your face is flushed bright red and you're practically dizzy from the kiss, giving him a woozy but sly smile as you grab your plush, turning it back to red as the little smiley face has your boyfriend smirking wider and raising an eyebrow at you, crawling closer to you and making you blush bright red again.

His eyes are half lidded and he looks up at you mischievously, crawling up over you and nipping at your neck cheekily just to tease you. And boy, does it work well...


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You write smut, right? Aizawa x Fem reader, Aizawa tries degrading her(along with rough sex) for the first time but takes it too far and it turns to gentle sex and praise -Shuu

Yuh ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿคš

Sayyyyy less okayokayokay

[Cracks knuckles]

Lemme show you where my hyperactive imagination and maladaptive daydreaming come in handy :D (the answer is when writing smut surprise shawtay)

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Warning: degredation, spanking, light choking...

Aizawa x Reader - Softer (NSFW)

-Part 1

You Write Smut, Right? Aizawa X Fem Reader, Aizawa Tries Degrading Her(along With Rough Sex) For The

Soft moans echo through the room as you mewl and whine like some sort of animal in heat, Shouta's hot breath fanning out over your neck and sending shivers down your spine. You're both caked in sweat as your boyfriend ploughs into you from behind, holding your head down into the pillow by the back of your neck, forcing you to take him at his full length.

You pant and moan loudly with each bruising thrust, his jagged hipbones smacking against your poor backside, but you're too lost in the overstimulation to think straight. Large, rough hands hold your hips in place as your thighs tremble and quiver, the dim lighting of overhead fairylights catching on and reflecting off the light sheen of sweat that's collected on your skin.

Shouta thinks it looks especially good on your legs as your cum and slick runs down your inner thighs, glistening and shining and making you look absolutely divine.

You release another whine as your pussy clenches around him, causing a shiver to wrack his chest as he slaps your ass roughly. His other hand is still around your neck and squeezing as he speaks, fucking into you at a brutal pace.

"That's it, slut, cum on my cock, just like that... Look at you... Only good for a fuck, aren't you baby? Just a pretty pussy..."

Today, you had wanted to try rough sex and degredation. Shouta was worried at first but he let you try it with him, giving you what you wanted and leaving your ass bright red with handprints, your thighs and knees numb, and your breasts hurting from his rough handling. You could handle all of that though, it was just the comments that got to you.

"So tight- fuck-... such a slut for me, baby. 's all you are- you're nothing without a cock stuffed inside of you, huh? God! 'should just keep you in the house like a fleshlight... Don't cum before me, baby. You don't deserve it yet. Look at yourself, this is pathetic. What, can't handle this, baby?"

Tears stream down your face as you're forced to claw at the bedsheets as you cream on your lover's cock, wailing at his cruel comment when you do. Your body rocks forward harshly as he pounds into you, your legs collapsing beneath you while you call your safeword, trembling and breaking down in front of him.

"Shouta! Y-yellow!... yellow-..."

Immediately, he's stopped what he was doing, checking up on you and stroking your cheek carefully, wiping each little tear away and waiting for your cue. He may be on top or dominating you, but you're the one in control right now as he checks in on you.

"Sorry, baby... It just started to become a little too much for me- but I wanna keep going. Just- no more degredation, please..."

Your lover is all to quick to press loving kisses to your face and neck, handling you much more gently now and reaching a hand up to pet at your hair. He pushes back into your soaked cunt, your juices collecting between your thighs and leaking down onto the bed as he continues to pay close attention to your clit, making your legs quiver and your pussy clench down on him, sucking him in.

"Okay, oh God... That's it... you're so good to me, baby. Just like that! F-fuck (-)..."

You moan softly, cuddling your boyfriend close and practically purring as he slides in and out of you easily, fucking another orgasm out of you. When your walls pulsate around him and leak around him, tightening up around him and sucking him he doesn't last very long at all, grunting and furrowing his brow as he nuzzles your neck.

"A-ah- fuck- you feel so good... 'so good, baby... 'gonna fill you up-..."

He sucks at the juncture of your neck and shoulder while slowly grinding into to ride out his orgasm, spurting his hot seed inside of you and letting out a shaky breath as he feels his creampie leak from around where his cock is sat snug inside of you, cum leaking back down his shaft and balls.

As you both lay together in the low light catching your breath he smiles and holds your hand in his, planning on running you a bath once his legs work again.

"You okay, (-)?... 'm so sorry i went so rough on you... I'll make it up to you in the bath. You want bubbles?"

Your heart flutters as he flashes you a rare smile, helping you up and to the bathroom to clean you up, admiring the sight of his cum running down your thighs in little rivulets and your sloppy cunt glistening with his spend. He tries not to groan at the sight as he inspects you closer in the bethroom, giving you little massages on every muscle that he hurt and pressing ticklish kisses to them, the stubble on his chin enticing a giggle from your lips.

Whatever. You forgive him. He just takes such good care of you.


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OMG THE PLATONIC AIZAWA HAS ME SCREAMING ILHSM but onto the request aizawa x reader (platonic again) where reader is like really chaotic and short and constantly kicking minerals ass cause theyโ€™re tired of him assaulting them and the other students and just what aizawa would say to them abt it??

Im sorry i got to this as late as i did! How do people have hobbies with a full time job they literally expect the whole world from you :(

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Warning: mentions of disordered eating, Mineta ๐Ÿ’€

Aizawa x Student!Reader (Platonic) Headcannons - Mineta

OMG THE PLATONIC AIZAWA HAS ME SCREAMING ILHSM But Onto The Request Aizawa X Reader (platonic Again)

You were getting really pissed off now. For the third day in a row you had been sent to the principle's office for violence against another student. What bullshit. Obviously Mineta should expect a complimentary kick in the balls every time he comments on yours or Momo's boobs. She's just too sweet to have to deal with that - poor Momo didn't do nothing to nobody and she must be protected!

The same goes for every other girl in your class. And boy, for that matter. Every time he'd say something to upset one of the guys you were immediately there to back their corner and shut Mineta's closed mindedness down. Nobody could run from the protective, mama wolf in your genes. Protect the pack at all times.

You were always very protective and possessive over your friends, and it was something that lost you a lot of them, but luckily, your new friends at UA can handle you. In fact, they not only handle you, but they enjoy your company and treasure you as much as you treasure them.

But noone realises as Mineta sews the seeds of doubt in your mind. Every time he compared your body and personality with your friends', you had looked at yourself a little differently in the mirror that night. You suddenly found yourself very sickening, and it was poisoning you. Your waist isn't as thin as Momo's, you're not as busty as her either. Would anyone ever choose you over her?...

Stop. You are not about to let these stupid feelings and thoughts affect your relationship with your friends, you love them more than you could ever love yourself.

The next day, you return in baggier clothes and a slightly longer skirt, and you pull the back down and keep it flush to your skin as you walk up the stairs on your way to class. None of the girls find it wierd, because they do the same in fear that Mineta is behind them, looking up their skirts because he's been caught before for that.

But Aizawa is horrified. He's horrified, and absolutely livid when he clocks why you're always cussing out Mineta, why you hold your skirt down with fists closed so tight that your knuckles turn white and the fabric wrinkles, why you never walk in front of the purple haired boy, or group with him in a project, and why you refuse to bend down to pick something up, or go to the school's toilets. In fact, none of the girls do any of these things.

You catch his attention, though, when you collapse during training because you haven't eaten enough. You've been on a strict diet and didn't want to gain weight because of the ridicule you might get. Heroes are pretty, after all. They should be model worthy, and if people see you as bland in comparison to all of your friends, it makes you feel envious of them in ways you couldn't understand. You've never blamed or hated them for it though. You could never.

When your Sensei finally manages to ask you what's going on instead of assuming, your answer doesn't surprise him. He's not surprised at all, actually, but one thing he is, is enraged. And when he spoke to all of the girls in the class he realised that they had all been pretty much silent about their feelings, but they felt the same. Crushing guilt was the next thing he felt. How could he have not noticed?! His students are suffering and he didn't even bat an eye? Some teacher he is.

"Why are you putting your body under so much stress? It's not wise, and if you think it's going to make you a better hero, i've come to nip this in the bud. Future heroes don't make dumb decisions like this."

"... That's not it."

"... Why, then?"

...

And it's so much worse when he finds out that all of you'd had issues with your self image because of one student who just couldn't keep himself in check. When he had been told of all the borderline predatory acts Mineta had done, he may as well have been expelled on the spot.

It had taken a lot of courage to tell him about something like this, so when the class was rewarded with less homework and an icecream the next day, everyone was pleased, and everyone knew why.

Noone had anything to say about it though, so we all just let it go.

Mineta ends up being blacklisted from entering any hero school in the future, and not a soul is surprised or upset about it. And when Aizawa quietly offers free counseling for what damage Mineta had done, you politely decline with the promise that it'll get better with time and attentiveness.


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Aizawa x adult! Quirkless! Reader (romantic)and reader comes home with a few injuries on they're arms and legs so they stumbling

-Shuu

ofc shuu <3

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Warning: Mentions of violence, blood...

Aizawa x Reader - Wounded

Aizawa X Adult! Quirkless! Reader (romantic)and Reader Comes Home With A Few Injuries On They're Arms

You breathe shakily as you stumble through the door of your shared home with Shouta, your hands shaking violently and your legs unsteady.

You were jumped on your way home and left beaten in an alleyway, and you can only sob quietly as you stumble and drag yourself home. It hurts so badly, and you can only thank whatever Gods you can think of that you escaped with your dignity.

Blood ran down your legs in little rivulets from the slices on your thighs, left by the blade of one of your attackers who had basically mauled you when you struggled. You're covered in dirt and grime and blood is smeared on your thighs and knees, along with your arms anf your face which is now swelling around the bruise on your cheek. You couldn't even call your boyfriend because your phone was taken along with any change that could've been used for a payphone.

Tears stream down your face and mix with your blood and mascara, leaving dark teartracks down your face, which is one of the first things Shouta notices as you walk through the door, the first thing being your scared hiccups from the other side of the front door. He had come to let you in because he could hear you struggling with the keys, your hands were shaking so violently that you couldnt hold the key still. But as he got closer he heard your shuddered breaths and your little sniffles.

As soon as you saw him you were straight away in his arms, cuddling him and crying into his shirt.

Rage quickly bubbles up inside of your lover as he sees you like this, so broken and afraid, and after that comes the absolutely crushing guilt that came because he didn't know. He wasn't there with you when you needed him the most and he would never forgive himself for it.

The next few hours or so were used to patch up and disinfect your injuries and bathe together. Your loving partner ran you a warm bubble bath and cuddled you all throughout it, petting your hair and stroking your cheek with the rough pad of his thumb in little circular motions.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't there... Does it still hurt as much?"

You shake your head in response, shifting in his grip and making space to kiss him on the lips very briefly, the show of affection and understanding cutting through the tension in the room like a knife.

"None of that, now... it was scary-... 's fucking terrifying- but it's over now. It happened and it wasn't your failt. Shit happens. I'm okay..."

Shouta lets out a heavy sigh as he looks you over once again, his long hair wet and shining under the light in the bathroom, just begging you to touch it, and you do, running your fingers through soft strands and finding comfort in your lover's quiet groan.

The night is spent watching movies with him as he gives you a massage and lays butterfly kisses over your skin, brushing your hair for you and leaving his down because he knows how you like to braid it and play with it. He's so thoughtful, and he takes such good care of you. It makes you want to marry him, and you entertain the thought for a while as it becomes a serious possibility in your mind.

You had just never thought about marriage before, really. You were happy where you were and remain to be happy there, so you never really thought about the 'next steps' or anything. But being married?...

You look at his ringless finger longingly, pressing your cheek to his chest and holding his hand while he moves a little braid out of the way, the hippie braids suiting him in a way that you didn't really think about when you first did it.

You could get used to this.


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Aizawa x adult! Quirkless! Reader (romantic)and reader comes home with a few injuries on they're arms and legs so they stumbling

-Shuu

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Warning: Mentions of violence, blood...

Aizawa x Reader - Wounded

Aizawa X Adult! Quirkless! Reader (romantic)and Reader Comes Home With A Few Injuries On They're Arms

You breathe shakily as you stumble through the door of your shared home with Shouta, your hands shaking violently and your legs unsteady.

You were jumped on your way home and left beaten in an alleyway, and you can only sob quietly as you stumble and drag yourself home. It hurts so badly, and you can only thank whatever Gods you can think of that you escaped with your dignity.

Blood ran down your legs in little rivulets from the slices on your thighs, left by the blade of one of your attackers who had basically mauled you when you struggled. You're covered in dirt and grime and blood is smeared on your thighs and knees, along with your arms anf your face which is now swelling around the bruise on your cheek. You couldn't even call your boyfriend because your phone was taken along with any change that could've been used for a payphone.

Tears stream down your face and mix with your blood and mascara, leaving dark teartracks down your face, which is one of the first things Shouta notices as you walk through the door, the first thing being your scared hiccups from the other side of the front door. He had come to let you in because he could hear you struggling with the keys, your hands were shaking so violently that you couldnt hold the key still. But as he got closer he heard your shuddered breaths and your little sniffles.

As soon as you saw him you were straight away in his arms, cuddling him and crying into his shirt.

Rage quickly bubbles up inside of your lover as he sees you like this, so broken and afraid, and after that comes the absolutely crushing guilt that came because he didn't know. He wasn't there with you when you needed him the most and he would never forgive himself for it.

The next few hours or so were used to patch up and disinfect your injuries and bathe together. Your loving partner ran you a warm bubble bath and cuddled you all throughout it, petting your hair and stroking your cheek with the rough pad of his thumb in little circular motions.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't there... Does it still hurt as much?"

You shake your head in response, shifting in his grip and making space to kiss him on the lips very briefly, the show of affection and understanding cutting through the tension in the room like a knife.

"None of that, now... it was scary-... 's fucking terrifying- but it's over now. It happened and it wasn't your failt. Shit happens. I'm okay..."

Shouta lets out a heavy sigh as he looks you over once again, his long hair wet and shining under the light in the bathroom, just begging you to touch it, and you do, running your fingers through soft strands and finding comfort in your lover's quiet groan.

The night is spent watching movies with him as he gives you a massage and lays butterfly kisses over your skin, brushing your hair for you and leaving his down because he knows how you like to braid it and play with it. He's so thoughtful, and he takes such good care of you. It makes you want to marry him, and you entertain the thought for a while as it becomes a serious possibility in your mind.

You had just never thought about marriage before, really. You were happy where you were and remain to be happy there, so you never really thought about the 'next steps' or anything. But being married?...

You look at his ringless finger longingly, pressing your cheek to his chest and holding his hand while he moves a little braid out of the way, the hippie braids suiting him in a way that you didn't really think about when you first did it.

You could get used to this.


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Hiya! I'm Excited To Announce My First Ever Kinktober Event! All Works Have Been Written By Me, And Will
Hiya! I'm Excited To Announce My First Ever Kinktober Event! All Works Have Been Written By Me, And Will
Hiya! I'm Excited To Announce My First Ever Kinktober Event! All Works Have Been Written By Me, And Will
Hiya! I'm Excited To Announce My First Ever Kinktober Event! All Works Have Been Written By Me, And Will
Hiya! I'm Excited To Announce My First Ever Kinktober Event! All Works Have Been Written By Me, And Will
Hiya! I'm Excited To Announce My First Ever Kinktober Event! All Works Have Been Written By Me, And Will

Hiya! I'm excited to announce my first ever kinktober event! All works have been written by me, and will either be a full fic or a short drabble, depending on inspiration. Each individual fic will have its own tags and warnings, and their respective beta readers will be tagged.

Works will by default be written as F!Readers, however if you'd like, I will make a separate M!Reader version for any day of your choice.

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My event-specific tag is #notyourfuckingkacchan kinktober!

Each fic will be anywhere from 500 - 2k words.

Please, please reblog and comment to spread the the word! I try to follow every person that reblogs my work!

Hiya! I'm Excited To Announce My First Ever Kinktober Event! All Works Have Been Written By Me, And Will

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 1 - ๐…๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 2 - ๐‚๐จ๐œ๐ค๐ฐ๐š๐ซ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ˆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Œ๐ข๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 3 - ๐ƒ๐จ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐๐ž๐ง๐ž๐ญ๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐„๐ข๐ฃ๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐š ๐š๐ง๐ ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 4 - ๐๐จ๐๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ/๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 5 - ๐‹๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐„๐ข๐ฃ๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 6 - ๐…๐š๐œ๐ž ๐’๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐จ ๐“๐จ๐๐จ๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ข

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 7 - ๐“๐ก๐ข๐ ๐ก ๐ซ๐ข๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 8 - ๐ƒ๐š๐๐๐ฒ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐š ๐€๐ข๐ณ๐š๐ฐ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 9 - ๐’๐ข๐ณ๐ž ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐„๐ข๐ฃ๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 10 - ๐ˆ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐š๐œ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐š๐ฒ/๐›๐ซ๐š๐ญ ๐ญ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐จ ๐“๐จ๐๐จ๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ข

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 11 - ๐ƒ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐›๐ข๐Ÿ๐ข๐œ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐„๐ข๐ฃ๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 12 - ๐๐ž๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ˆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Œ๐ข๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 13 - ๐’๐ช๐ฎ๐ข๐ซ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ˆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Œ๐ข๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 14 - ๐‚๐จ๐ฅ๐ฅ๐š๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ /๐›๐ž๐ ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 15 - ๐Œ๐š๐ฌ๐ค ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 16 - ๐“๐ข๐ญ ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐œ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐„๐ข๐ฃ๐ข๐ซ๐จ๐ฎ ๐Š๐ข๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 17 - ๐“๐ก๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ฌ๐จ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐“๐จ๐๐จ๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ข ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐จ ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ˆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Œ๐ข๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 18 - ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ ๐ง๐š๐ง๐œ๐ฒ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐จ ๐“๐จ๐๐จ๐ซ๐จ๐ค๐ข

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 19 - ๐•๐จ๐ฒ๐ž๐ฎ๐ซ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ˆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Œ๐ข๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 20 - ๐’๐จ๐ฆ๐ง๐จ๐ฉ๐ก๐ข๐ฅ๐ข๐š ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐’๐ก๐จ๐ฎ๐ญ๐š ๐€๐ข๐ณ๐š๐ฐ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 21 - ๐‚๐ฎ๐ฆ๐Ÿ๐ฅ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง/๐ฉ๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐œ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 22 - ๐๐ฎ๐๐ž๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ˆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Œ๐ข๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 23 - ๐‹๐ข๐›๐ซ๐š๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Š๐š๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ข ๐๐š๐ค๐ฎ๐ ๐จ๐ฎ

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 24 - ๐Œ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐ค ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ˆ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ค๐ฎ ๐Œ๐ข๐๐จ๐ซ๐ข๐ฒ๐š

Hiya! I'm Excited To Announce My First Ever Kinktober Event! All Works Have Been Written By Me, And Will

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โ™ก๏ธŽDay 25 - ๐๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ข๐œ ๐ญ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐“๐ž๐ง๐ฒ๐š ๐ˆ๐ข๐๐š

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 26 - ๐Š๐ง๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐š๐ฆ๐š (๐’๐ก๐ฎ๐ข๐œ๐ก๐ข ๐‡๐š๐ญ๐š๐ง๐š๐ค๐š)

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 27 - ๐‚๐ฅ๐จ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐˜๐ฎ๐ง๐จ ๐†๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐›๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ๐š๐ฅ๐ฅ

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 28 - ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ /๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ˆ๐œ๐ก๐ข๐ ๐จ ๐Š๐ฎ๐ซ๐จ๐ฌ๐š๐ค๐ข

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 29 - ๐ƒ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐ก๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ข๐ง๐ /๐Ÿ๐ซ๐จ๐ญ๐ญ๐š๐ ๐ž ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐ƒ๐ž๐ง๐ค๐ข ๐Š๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐š๐ซ๐ข

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 30 - ๐๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐†๐ซ๐ข๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฃ๐จ๐ฐ ๐‰๐š๐ ๐ ๐ž๐ซ๐ฃ๐š๐ช๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ

โ™ก๏ธŽDay 31 - ๐‚๐š๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ž๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ข๐ญ๐ก ๐˜๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ค๐ž ๐”๐ซ๐š๐ฆ๐ž๐ฌ๐ก๐ข

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Hiya! I'm Excited To Announce My First Ever Kinktober Event! All Works Have Been Written By Me, And Will

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Hiya! I'm Excited To Announce My First Ever Kinktober Event! All Works Have Been Written By Me, And Will

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