Trashy Dad

Hello, hope you’re well! Do you have any headcanons of Yujiro Hanma in a relationship with his S/O?

Yujiro was pretty damn hot when he was a young Rambo, huh?

Remember how miss Obnoxious Diane managed to piss Yujiro off enough to humiliate her?

Well, you met him around the same time, but under weirder circumstances.

You were hiding in a cave and cooking a porridge with whatever ingredients you managed to poach around, until someone intruded your small, temporary home - It was a very buff and intimidating-looking red head man who looked to be around your age, yet somehow, his features seemed more mature than most 16 year olds you knew.

The two of you shared eye-contact for quite a few seconds from the shock, neither of you expecting to find another human being in such a place.

Before he could open his mouth and properly intrude in your home, you just scuttled over and told him to sit down and eat together.

Cue his shock --- WHY?

Rations were scarce, and he ate like a freaking animal, not to mention, he’s a complete stranger, heck, he might be an enemy for all you knew, yet you treated him with such polite nonchalance that he can’t quite figure out himself what’s going on.

You just handed him a spoon and told him to dig in, and even warned him about it being hot... And that it wasn’t much for him, but it’s all you got.

Are you dumb? You must be, otherwise, why the hell would you starve yourself to aid another??

Those insults found themselves being spoken out loud as well, but you merely shrugged and agreed, as if it wasn’t anything fantastic.

“Yeah, I know. My mum always scolded me for being the stupid Good Samaritan. It’s not like I believe in altruism or anything, but I don’t think you’re that bad of a guy and I’d rather be your friend than enemy. Look at you, you could look at me the wrong way and I’d drop dead in a second.”

Not wrong. Not only you, but everyone else alive was so petite and frail compared to him, he could damage your skull with a mere flick of his fingers and he’d just laugh at how weak you are.

At the same time, he did find this kindness of yours to be rather smart, now that you explained, yet at the same time, he also enjoys how unbothered you are by everything.

You don’t seem the least bit afraid of him on the outside, yet he can feel your heart beating faster and your eyes were sharper - You were more on the edge, cautious of all his moves, whilst also trying to be subtle.

When he asked why you were hiding in a cave, you told him your brother was captured by the enemy and you were trying to infiltrate the headquarter estate and rescue him - It amused him - Someone weak and untrained in combat, sporting a mere sword, not even a gun, infiltrating that heavily-guarded estate and even trying to rescue a war prisoner.

Never mind, Yujiro was pretty intrigued by your strong resolve and told you to stick around him and make sure you don’t die, ‘cause he won’t protect you.

JK, he completely protected you without even realising when a bunch of soldiers with machine guns started firing your way. They were all dead within mere seconds.

He turned his head to look at you, and you didn’t seem to care about the gruesome deaths of your enemies - In fact, you simply raided their bodies so now you had better weapons and ammo.

Smart cookie.

He absolutely hated women who freak out over stupid things like murder.

“Say, Yuji, why are you here anyway? Do you have any goal for fighting in this war?” you asked all of a sudden during one night as you stood by the fire, waiting for the food to be cooked.

“Just having fun. And what better way of having fun than training to become the strongest creature on Earth, ey?” he gave off a twisted smirk, wishing to scare you off, but you merely grunted in understanding and nodded.

“Well, if anyone can do it, I’m sure it’s you. You’re like those guys in hero comics that train so hard that it looks like they have superpowers, but in fact, they’re just that cool. Hey, I bet you could kidnap the president if you want. That’d be hilarious.” you chuckled lightly in such a crystalline voice that it sort of impressed him.

“You’re giving me awful ideas, Y/N. I love it.” his grin widened so much that it seemed to split his face in two.

From then on, until you found your way infiltrating into the estate, he made sure to protect you in all the subtle ways - He was a man, he was a fighter, not a protector - But even so, he didn’t want his little companion to die so quickly, the war would be so much boring without you.

Hell, he even ended up carrying you bridal style here and there under the pretext that you were just too frail, slow and completely inapt to be doing such missions by yourself, so he so kindly offered you his aid, you should rejoice!

It was going pretty well for the two of you, until this blonde chick Jane appeared in the picture and it seemed to ruin the mood for the both of you with her way too straightforward, brash and rude flirting and invitation to being more intimate than acceptable.

Not wanting to bother with this exchange of words between the blonde and a pissed off Yujiro, you simply started walking away with your hands in the large pockets of the pants you stole from a soldier - That is, unless you heard some growls and yelps from behind and you noticed the red haired Rambo man punching the blonde away from him, stomping towards you.

You couldn’t help but let out a breath of amusement, but didn’t utter a single word, not wanting to bother him more than he already was.

“Say, Yuji... Don’t you think Jane was being a bit suspicious?” you asked, all of a sudden, this time staying at the food of a tree, looking up at the starry sky.

“Are you jealous, Y/N?” the smirked mockingly, leaning forwards, very close to your face.

“I think jealousy is an emotion for weak and insecure people. Do you want me to be jealous, Yuji?” you tilt your head to the side, jaw propped on your palm, looking at him with sort of sleepy, hooded eyes.

“What innocent thinking, if not, rather foolish." he sneered tauntingly at her. "Also, I don't quite remember allowing you to use such a familial nickname with me. I'm not your friend."

You could only blink, wide-eyed and slightly embarrassed, not having realised how you abbreviated his name, and you could only sheepishly chuckle and scratch the back of your head "Ahh, sorry, sorry, I didn't realise I was calling you that. You're right, we're not friends, and when this is over, we'll never see each other again."

Ouch.

The sensation of a palm being slapped harshly over his face was felt as your words echoed in his head over and over again.

Not see each other again, you said...

That's inadmissible. Yujiro no likey. Nuh-uh. That won't do.

"I don't tolerate such bullshit being spoken around me. You're lucky I didn't kill you yet." he huffed, scowling at her.

"Sorry, sorry." despite threatening you, somehow, you picked up on his light-hearted predisposition and merely smiled at him as if you had no care in the world. "The sky is very pretty tonight, don't you think, Yuji?"

"Why the hell are you still using that nickname?!" he snapped at you, only to see you laugh.

"You told me you don't remember allowing me to use it. I never said that I cared what you think you can allow me or not. If you're not my mother, you have no right in dictating my rights." she didn't even bother looking at his frowning visage - She just looked up at the sky with a serene look.

"You insolent woman --" he grabbed your face roughly, only to widen his eyes at the doe-like look on your face - So carefree and passive, so untouched by the world and unbothered by everything surrounding you - As if for you, Yujiro Hanma was just another simple man, unthreatening and without the littlest speck of fright or intimidation around him.

He couldn't help but tsk and let go of you, turning to the side to go to sleep, without even saying good night.

But you did. And he answered with a dismissive huff.

However, when you woke up, you were covered in his jacket while he was stretching and working out shirtless, getting ready for the infiltration mission.

"Moornin'~!" you waved lazily to him, your hair a mess and eyes still closed due to your sleepiness.

"It's late. Better thank me for not waking you up sooner, you slob." he sneered, not bothering to stop his routine.

"Thanks, Yuji! I slept really well. It was really warm last night, thanks for the jacket. I hope it wasn't too cold for you." you replied, getting up and carefully folding the jacket, ready to hand it back to him.

Little did you know the reason for you being warm wasn't that paper-thin jacket, but the Hanma natural high body temperature as he held you through the night after seeing you shiver to hell in your sleep.

You cuddled into his chest, your head underneath his chin, resembling a baby kitten hidden inside a warm cardigan, he couldn't help but stroke your hair the whole night, while pondering about the mission of the next day.

"Keep it, I don't need weakling germs to be crawling all over me." was his way of saying "Keep it and keep yourself warm, you frail snowdrop of a woman."

The infiltration mission went really well - More or less - And you met up at the main room, only for the blonde woman to appear out of nowhere, for the second time, yet now, she was carrying a huge barrel of T.N.T and other explosive stuff, but Yujiro seemed to narrow his eyes suspiciously at her.

She opened a secret passage by taking out some rather specific books - No matter how you looked at it, things just couldn't stop being fishy - And the red haired man caught a glimpse at the worried frown of his little companion.

It was the first time she expressed any kind of emotion other than unbothered passiveness - She really didn't like Jane, and rightfully so. She smelt her lies so easily, what a great intuition.

"Miss Jane, do you know anything about B/N, a war prisoner? He looks like me, just with shorter hair and a bit taller." he heard the girl speak in a rather unsettled voice, her E/C eyes peering into Jane's blue ones as if she was piercing them.

"Oh, that guy? They're preparing to execute him outside." the blonde spoke so nonchalantly as she stepped to cling on Yujiro's arm, dragging him towards the secret passage, while you could only grit your teeth in anger and concern, sprinting towards the window, looking down to confirm for yourself.

"B/N...!" you gasped, seeing your poor brother being blindfolded, on his knees, with a machine gun to his temple, unaware of the other two.

"Y/N. Let's go." you heard your name being spoken by the man, but you could only gulp, looking at him with a nervous expression. "You can't save him by looking at him from up here, can you? Move, before this place explodes."

No need to be told a second time, you merely nod and sprint his way, as fast as you could, only to get half-way through the tunnel and to have your wrist suddenly grasped mid-way through your running, almost falling but being pulled into Yujiro's chest.

"What are you doing?! You'll get killed if you stay here!" Jane yelled at him aggressively, but he only glared at her, pulling you closer to him chest, his arms protectively around you.

"Yuji...?" you asked in a soft voice, questioning him, only for him to keep you grounded and safe in his arms during the explosion, not daring to let out a single squeak, knowing you'd be safe with this superhuman of a man, while with the other arm, he grasped Jane's wrist, keeping her from being blown away -... Yet, in a way, their eardrums were blown away by her annoying screaming.

As soon as the explosion passed, the grip on you tightened slightly, while with his other hand, he roughly bitch-slapped Jane into a wall. "Listen to you, you scream like any woman who has reached the limit of her power. You have courage in trying to act like a soldier, but you are still only a woman." with this, he let go of you as he menacingly walked towards the blonde who was unable to unglue herself from the wall out of fear.

"Why? Why did you hit me?" she asked in disbelief.

"Jane, or should I say, Diane Neil? I've known for a while the United Nations has great fears about my combat strength, because my powers will soon reach those of a nation's army. This tunnel was built in secret many years ago by the United Nations. How did you come to know about it?" hearing that, Jane grabbed the knife from the back of her pants and tried to attack Yujiro, who merely grabbed her wrist, breaking it, making her drop her weapon before pushing her into the wall again. "Being a UN worker was just too much or you. I told you, I will protect myself no matter what the cost." he was angry - Boy, was he so angry that he radiated so much darkness - But you didn't care. You almost died because of her, and you knew she was suspicious from the get go anyway.

"Y/N. Get out of here. What I'm about to do should not be seen by such a baby like you. Sneak out of here and get behind them. This tunnel will lead right in front of them. It will create enough of a diversion to rescue your brother. Understood?" he snapped his head towards you, peering into your very soul as he strangled the woman below him.

"Got it." nodding firmly at him, you ran back the way you came and did just as you were told, not caring, nor wanting to know what he was going to do to her - All your thoughts were on rescuing your brother and running away.

You successfully managed to hide in the bushes, as everyone was much too tense and staring at the door in front of them, until it was kicked open and before the soldiers could shoot him, he threw the fainted body of Diane at them then leapt like a jaguar, killing them so easily - You wanted to sit there and admire, but you used the last ammo from the machine gun you had to kill the soldiers surrounding your brother, then sprinted to get him out of there.

Much to your surprise, however, as Yujiro was busy with the representative or whoever that was, Diane got your brother in a choke hold, her gun at his temple, and you couldn't help but freeze on the spot.

"What the hell is wrong with you, woman?! You're following around a demon... A monster... A rapist... As if you worship the ground he walks on?! For what?! Are you delusional?! He's a criminal, you idiot!" she was sweating and trembling like a leaf, and the grip on the pistol was weak, but you couldn't act, fearing risking your brother's life.

"B/N... Remember the thief game?" you muttered at him, watching him bite his lip and grunt in approval. "Three thieves. That's all I need." was your secret code so he'd know to advert her pistol away in 3 seconds.

And he did, allowing you the chance to jump on her, trying to struggle the gun away from her hand, but in the commotion, as she screamed in shock, she pulled the trigger in the unfortunate direction of your brother's heart, making him fall to the ground.

"What... Did you just do...?" you could only stare in disbelief at the pool of blood forming around the corpse of your poor brother. "What did you do? WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?!" you couldn't believe your eyes - Your only family, the person you loved so much, was rendered nothing but a piece of dead meat on the ground because of the aimless, scared aim of a stupid woman.

"I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to- I... My grip slipped and --" it was obvious Diane didn't mean to kill an innocent person, but apologies weren't going to bring your brother to life, right?

You could only see red from the anger, feeling genuine, dark emotions for the first time since the tragedy happened, that you couldn't help but climb on her abdomen and punch away at her face, shaking her roughly and just actively trying to kill her with your bare hands, all while your vision was blurred from wrath and sorrow in the form of tears.

You had no idea how long you stood there like that, covered in Diane's blood, deaf to her screams of desperation, blind to the world and unbothered by the pain surging through your arms, until you felt yourself being effortlessly picked up and away from what was now the lifeless body of the blonde fraud.

"That's enough, Y/N. She's dead. There's no more revenge you can inflict on that useless trash." it was Yujiro's time to speak in a passive, low yet comforting voice as his chest was glued flush to your back, stopping you from struggling so much.

"He's dead, Yujiro, he's dead! What the hell am I supposed to do now?! I failed to protect the last person remaining of my family and now I'm all alone in the world. I... I don't have a clue what I'm supposed to do now. I have nowhere to go and I'm very pissed off." from all the struggling, the last bit of strength and energy finally left you and you remained lax in his arms as he held you like that effortlessly.

"You lost a purpose, find another. You're a woman, you're not strong, nobody is expecting you to save the world. That's what men are for. Let yourself live and find something to live for. Your brother may have been weak, but he tried to protect his sister until the end, and he wouldn't want you to mourn." you never expected such words to come from this savage Rambo-like man, but somehow, it made you smile through your tears and you find yourself nodding and stealing one last glance at the lifeless body of your brother.

"Sage words, Yuji. Very wise. I'm impressed and surprised." you muttered, slipping out of his grasp. "Any ideas on what to do, then?" you asked, looking around for a tool to burn his body.

"When I'm done with this war, I'll be going back home, in Japan." he spoke, taking out a lighter from his pocket and lit the body up. "Come with me."

"Bold proposition for someone you've just met." you let out a snort of amusement, beginning to walk by his side. "You may end up regretting it. I can be a real pain, you know?" you smirked up at him with a carefree expression on your face, despite how pink your eyes were, or that your skin was still glimmering with tears.

"I'm regretting it already." he muttered, hitting the back of your head playfully, but catching you quickly, realising your were much frailer than imagined.

"Your kindness towards me has been received, we thank you for your donation, here is your receipt. We are sorry, your emotions cannot be returned back, the receiver will be keeping them forever. Please, do consider making another donation soon!" you laughed so cutely that he couldn't help but groan in annoyance and wipe away the stray tears from your face.

"I'll kill you."

Masterlist:

SFW:

• Celebrating Halloween with your Yautja

• Yautja with an s/o in a wheelchair

• Yautja with an s/o that has a xenomorph friend

• Yautja with an easily startled s/o

• Yautja with a lactose intolerant s/o

• Yautja with an s/o that plays in a band

• Yautja with a diety s/o

• Random headcanons

• Yautia not realizing they're in love with a human

• Environmental Changes

• Yautja x nerdy reader

• Yautia and Kissing

• Yautja with a trans s/o

• Accidentally intruding into a Yautja ship

• Shared Warmth

• Yautia with an s/o that feels unworthy of their gifts

• A Yautja who's mate has vitiligo

• Yautja with a goth s/o

• Trouble In Paradise (sfw)

• Sharing An Umbrella

• Getting a gift for your Yautja

• A Yautja who's mate has no sense of direction

• A Yautja helping their human through a breakdown

• "The Stars are more beautiful in your eyes"

• Playing with your Yautja Space Cat

• A Yautja with a protective human mate

• Yautja and Weird Human Things

NSFW:

• Yautja with a breeding kink

• Yautia with a degredation kink

• Dirty Dreams

• Trouble In Paradise (nsfw)

Unrelated/Incomplete posts:

• Yautja with an s/o above average height

• Confident yautja and their shy human mate

• injured yautja vs their injured human mate

• Female Yautja and their breasts

• Behind The Walls (Brahms Hellshire)

• Yautia in The Walking Dead

• Humans and their stripes

• Yautja in stasis

Mha Aizawa x female wife reader

Reader has a quirk that is literally her just being a cat magnet. Reader finds out she’s pregnant and decide to tell Aizawa in the cutest way possible with cats.

Fluff plz

Could you add me to your HXH , mha , aot and BSD tag list plz

The Cat’s Out of the Bag

Warnings: none!

Word count: 3,104

A/N: this has got to be my favorite request I’ve gotten so far! I kind of went a little above and beyond the request but I think it turned out rly cute :)

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Posted: October 23rd 2021, 1:30 PM EST

Since you’re quirk had first developed when you were a child, it had been drawing things closer to you; cats, specifically. It had started as the stray you passed daily on your way to school following you home, everyday being shooed away by your parents and everyday returning. Eventually one cat turned to two, and two to two dozen. It got to the point where they would be littered outside your house simply waiting for you to step outside, some even working their way inside and happily curling up next to you.

After some time of this continuing and the number of cats growing, your parents had taken you to a quirk doctor who confirmed that it was in fact your quirk attracting all of them. Despite the slight frustration it caused you all had no other choice but to accept it and learn to live with it.

The cats, especially the ones that consistently appeared, became your best friends. Because they refused to separate from you, you spent most of your time with them and thus went through your everyday life with a feline friend by your side. They were a constant company and ensured that you were never alone, even as you went to sleep at night as they took the available spots on your bed and lulled you to sleep with gentle purring.

By then nearly everybody who knew you knew of your quirk. It was well known that wherever you went at least one cat would follow and if there was a random sighting of a cat - or more frequently multiple - in a place they didn’t belong, you were somewhere nearby. Despite how the cats provided you endless company, they isolated you as well. The other kids at school found them as a sort of annoyance and began avoiding you, even your best friends eventually fading away as your quirk persisted. You were alone, ostracized from everyone else; that is, until you met him.

With a book in hand you sat with your back against a tree, your hand every so often leaving the pages to stroke the head of one of the dozen or so cats around you. Many of them bathed in the late summer sun with faces of contentment, an occasional breeze rustling their fur as well as your hair. It’s relatively silent as you lose yourself in the imaginary world of your book - or it was silent until the gentle sound of footsteps caught your attention. You look up to find a cat rounding the corner of a nearby building and walking towards you, shortly followed by a boy. Upon further inspection as he neared closer you were able to make our his appearance. Long black hair obscured his face and despite his taller frame he hunched over, you assumed to look at the cat he tailed behind. He appeared about your age and is adorned in a uniform; not one from your school but one you oddly recognized.

Eventually he worked his way up the hill you sat atop, his eyes widening upon seeing the crowd of cats the other had led him towards. You can’t help the small laugh that passes your lips, the boy finally seeming to realize you’re there as his eyes meet yours.

“Sorry about all the cats.” You say, watching as he takes in the sheer number of them.

“I was just trying to get the one I was following…” He says, “Why are they all right here?”

He kneels in front of the cat he had followed, a tortoiseshell kitten with a half missing ear, and scoops it into his arms with a small smile. You smile as well as an older gray cat nudges your hand, forcing you to put down your book to pet it.

“They just like me.” You reply, “You could say I’m a cat magnet.”

He hums as he moves to sit on the grass a few feet away from you, the kitten in his arms now playing with the loose strands of black hair that fell past his shoulders.

“Do you like cats?” You ask, though the answer already seemed obvious.

“Yes. It looks like you do, too.”

You breathe a small laugh, the boy giving one as well.

“I’m Y/n, and you?”

“Aizawa. Shouta.”

“Nice to meet you, Aizawa.”

After a few minutes you expected him to walk away, to return to where ever he had come from and that would be the first and last time you met, but as more time passed he stayed. You looked at him curiously and noticed he had taken out a laptop from his school bag and begun silently working. After staring for a few moments you returned to your book, both of you silently sitting in each other’s presence.

It became a daily occurrence for Aizawa to show up after following a cat to you, the two of you sitting under the same tree and either working or simply sitting together with the plethora of cats around you. Overtime the distance between you closed, going from Aizawa sitting a few feet away to a foot to a few inches until you eventually sat shoulder to shoulder. The closer he sat the closer the two of you became, small, short conversations turning to long and animated ones filled with laughter and light banter. Despite how your quirk had once isolated you, it had led you to, or more specifically led to you, the person who became your best friend.

“You know, your uniform looks really familiar.” You start, looking at Aizawa out of the corner of your eye before returning your gaze to the sky.

The two of you lay beside each other under the tree, peering through the bare branches at the pure blue sky above. Despite the cold chill of midwinter and the snow that blanketed the ground you lay on you both remained outside and so did the cats that cuddled close to your sides for warmth; much like you did with each other.

“I think all of Japan would know it.” Aizawa replies, moving his arm under his head as the tortoiseshell kitten curls up on his stomach.

“Oh really?” You laugh sarcastically, “What school do you go to then that’s so famous?”

“U.A.”

You pause for a moment before propping yourself up on your elbows, looking down at him with a look of disbelief.

“Are you joking?” You ask to which he shakes his head.

“I just started my second year.” He says nonchalantly, “You seriously didn’t know until now?”

“How would I know if you didn’t tell me? But seriously, you? In U.A.?”

“Is it that hard to believe?”

“I’m not saying it like that.” You say while gently shoving his arm. “It’s just surprising that you’re training to be a hero; it’s cool. What’s your quirk?”

He explains his quirk and how it works all while you stare at him in amazement, Aizawa occasionally making eye contact though quickly looking back away.

“That’s so cool!” You exclaim when he’s done, “Why didn’t you tell me before?”

He shrugs. “It’s never been brought up. I like your quirk better, anyway.”

“Trust me, you wouldn’t want my quirk.” You sigh while lying back down, “Everyone else thinks it’s annoying.”

“I don’t.” He replies, “I like it, all the cats.”

“You only hang out with me for the cats, huh?” You joke to which he rolls his eyes.

“I like the cats, but I like your quirk because it’s what brought me to you.” He says, voice quieter this time though tone softer and more serious.

“Aizawa…”

“Sorry.”

You blink in surprise for a moment before turning your head to face him.

“Don’t be.” You say quietly. Aizawa turns to face you as well, your faces a mere inches apart from each other’s. A rosy color tinted both of your cheeks that you hoped you could play off as the cold weather, your eyes meeting and refusing to look away despite the part of you that urged you to for the sake of your own embarrassment.

“I like you.” You whisper, catching yourself by surprise as the words pass your lips. Aizawas eyes widen in seemingly shock before he smiles, a small puff of air emitting from him made visible by the cold.

“I-“ He starts, though is cut off by the kitten letting out a loud mewl and plopping itself down in the space between you. Both of your laughter breaks through the silent air as some of the previous tension is lifted, the fluttering of your heart the only notion of what had taken place before.

-

After Aizawas hero debut, despite how quiet it had been in order to keep himself more hidden from villains knowledge and his despise of the press, you had made it your job to congratulate him. He had worked as a sidekick at a smaller agency for a few years before this debut which, in your opinion at least, made it only that much more exciting.

A smile tugs at your lips as you hear the door to your shared apartment open and close shortly followed by heavy footsteps that made their way towards you. As Aizawa rounded the corner into the kitchen you stepped out from behind the wall you hid behind and pulled the string to the confetti popper in your hand, laughing slightly at the slight shock on his face.

“Congrats!” You exclaim as confetti fell to litter both of your hair.

Aizawa looked to you before looking around the room, a banner reading “Congratulations Eraserhead!” Strung across the middle of the ceiling the first he sees before the small cake on the counter and floor now coated in colorful confetti. The cat you had taken in as your own, the tortoiseshell with the half missing ear, adorned a small white scarf and makeshift yellow eye covers like the ones Aizawa used and it meowed at him as if to say it’s own congratulations. Aizawa smiles while taking off his own scarf and eye covers before setting them on the counter.

“Thank you.” He says with a small, genuine smile.

You return it with a wide, adoration filled grin. “Of course! You deserve it, I know you’ll make a great hero, Shouta.”

He doesn’t reply, only steps closer and pulls you into a hug and rests his chin atop your head. You happily accept it and wrap your arms around his torso, giving him a small squeeze as you let your eyes slip shut. To you, this was the most comforting place you could be; wrapped up in each other’s arms and letting the rest of the world slip away until it was just you and him left. This is where you belong. This is all you needed.

After a few minutes Aizawa pulls away slightly to face you, his expression softer than usual as it settles on your face. You keep your smile but draw your brow together, one of your hands coming up to rest against his face.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” You ask with a slight tilt of your head.

“Because.” Is all he answers.

“Well come on, we have to eat the cake before it dries up.” You say, pulling away and walking towards the counter. You’re stopped, however, by Aizawa reaching out to hold your hand, preventing you from walking away. You turn back around and look between your hands and him, giving him a confused look as his grip persists.

“Shouta? What’s-“

“Do you want to get married?” He asks, cutting you short and effectively making you fall silent. Your mind runs blank as you try to process what he said, part of you not believing it as your mouth opens and closes trying to find something to say.

“Are you- did you mean- I…” You stutter, trying and failing to somehow reply to the sudden question. Your eyes met his, kind and waiting laced with nervousness and anticipation as he waits for your answer. His thumb brushes over the top of your hand where they still joined in the space between you, drawing your attention there before your eyes trail up his arm and back to his face. In that moment it all seemed to click and you smiled, fully turning so you now stood in front of him.

“Yes.”

“Yes?”

“Yes.”

He flashes you one of his rare toothy smiles before pulling you back in by the hand, a laugh escaping you before it’s cut short by him placing his lips on yours. You melt into the kiss and smile slightly as the stubble on his face scratches yours, Aizawas hand gently cupping the side of your face as yours rests on his shoulder.

“I don’t have a ring.” He says as he pulls away, “That was a spur of the moment thing.”

You laugh softly, “It’s okay, it’s perfect the way it is.”

-

A nervous breath escapes you as you twist the golden band on your finger, your cat happily tucked against your body as you carried it through the halls of U.A. Highschool. As you made it to the hallway holding classroom 1-A you set down the feline in front of you, crouching so you were now about level. You let out a small sigh as you stroke its head, a small smile crossing your face as it purrs.

“Remember, all you have to do is walk up to him, okay?” You say quietly, making sure you couldn’t be heard through any of the open doors. You rolled up a piece of paper and tied it together with a small ribbon before looping it through the cats collar, tying it in a small bow before double checking it’s secure.

“Are you excited, too?” You ask, breathing a laugh as the cat meows. “I hope he is.”

After taking a moment to collect yourself you stand up again, looking down at the tortoiseshell cat and gently nudging it with the side of your leg. It seems to get the hint and happily strolls down the hall with you following behind up until you make it to the classroom door. You stay out of sight though the cat continues, letting out a meow as it spots Aizawa at his desk.

“Hm? How did you get here?” Aizawa asks, swiveling his chair around as the familiar cat approaches him.

As soon as it’s close enough he picks it up and sets it in his lap, smiling slightly as it nudges his hand for a pet.

“Did you come to visit me at work?” He asks, “Why would you leave Y/n… what’s this?”

He reaches out to the small scroll on the cats collar, his brow drawing together as he pulls the end of the ribbon and releases it from the collar. Though confused he proceeds with untying the ribbon and unrolling the paper it held.

“This new baby doesn’t have fur…?” He reads aloud, “Did Y/n find a hairless cat?”

You laugh silently to yourself as you wait for him to unravel the rest of your message, anticipation making you antsy as you peak around the door.

The note was now fully visible as Aizawa holds the top and bottom apart, his expression still displaying confusion as he scans over the black and white picture.

“An ultrasound…?” He says, pausing as he realizes what he said. His eyes widen in surprise as he reevaluates the picture that held the undeniable shape of a baby. “An ultrasound.”

You step into the doorway and smile as Aizawas eyes meet yours, glancing between you and the ultrasound in his hands.

“Surprise.” You say, trying to hide your nervousness behind a smile.

You walk closer until you’re standing a foot away from his chair, fingers still twirling your wedding ring as you wait for him to say something.

“This is yours?” He asks and you nod. “You’re pregnant?” Another nod. “This is our baby?”

“Mhm.” You hum, still trying to figure out how he felt as his tone, as well as his expression, had been next to emotionless.

After a few seconds of staring at the ultrasound he sets it on his desk before lifting the cat in his lap and gently placing it on the floor, wordlessly rising to his feet. He blinked a few seconds before pulling you into an abrupt hug, his grip tighter than usual as he buries his face in your shoulder. You lace your fingers through his hair while your other arm goes around his back, slightly reluctantly as you try to decipher his reaction.

“Are you mad?” You ask nervously, feeling as if a weight is lifted off your shoulders when you feel him shake his head.

“It’s just…” He starts, his sentence trailing off as he seems at a loss for words. “A baby. Our baby.”

You laugh slightly, your fingers combing through his hair as you feel a wave of joy wash over you.

“Yes, it is.” You reply, “So I take it you’re happy about this?”

“Of course I am.” He says as he pulls back just enough to be able to face you. “I love you.”

He leans in for a short-lived kiss that’s broken apart by both of your wide smiles, the two of you opting for letting your foreheads rest against each other’s instead. One of Aizawas hands leaves it’s spot where it rested on the small of your back and trailed towards the front of your body before cautiously resting on your lower stomach.

Aizawa looks up temporarily to look over your shoulder, breathing a laugh through his nose at what he sees.

“Looks like they’re excited, too.” He comments, directing your attention to the cats that trot into the room before looping around your feet.

A laugh escapes your lips as you turn to look down at them, your head resting on Aizawas chest as well as your hand as his hand lays on your shoulder. A warm feeling blossoms in your chest and settles in your stomach where your baby was growing, a strong sense of family surrounding you and enveloping the room in comfort. This, you believed, was the perfect moment which you owed all to your quirk and the cat you silently thanked as it pawed at Aizawas arm from its spot on the desk.

“You know, between all the cats, the students, and now this, I’m starting to think I have too many kids.” Aizawa says.

You laugh, “I think there’s room for one more. And maybe one more cat.”

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Pool Time

SDC reacting to you in a bikini. Chaos ensues. Contains suggestive/mild sexual content, especially in Joseph’s part. Oops. Written for female readers. 

It wasn’t often you got to relax for a moment during your crusade to defeat Dio, so you jumped at the chance to spend the afternoon at the pool with the rest of your companions. The vehicle taking you to your next destination—a train—wasn’t going to arrive until tomorrow afternoon, so you figured you all might as well do something fun while waiting. 

Luckily, you managed to snag a bathing suit from the giftshop in the hotel lobby. Did you pay for it? Ehh. Not important.

You finished tying the bikini straps around your neck, looking yourself over in the bathroom mirror. The top piece consisted of a red patterned bra piece with black straps. The bottoms were entirely black with little red bows on either hip. You winked at yourself. You were never the vain type, but you felt pretty hot at the moment.

The bikini was a little tight being that you were too busy trying not to get caught to look at the tag, but it fit good enough. Your thighs stretched the fabric bottoms, and you had to tuck in the tops of your breasts to fit inside the cups, but everything private was covered. All you wanted to do was jump in the water and stay there so it didn’t matter too much. The hot weather of the Middle East was not your cup of tea.

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Pokemon SWSH Imagine: Leon & Raihan with a Foreigner S/O

I included different headcanons for a reader from every different Region. Please enjoy it, I worked too hard on this. Also, I found this cool Quotev quiz on What Pokemon Region you’re from so if you’re unsure, go check that out too! Also @moonrainbowfish look!!! I finished it!!! 

Here's a post I made about what Region you're from if you're interested

The ends of sections are marked by a red heart emoji ❤️

(Also, unrelated, but why is Leon so small in this image????)

General Headcanons:

- Raihan would totally pull the “Are all girls/boys/enbies from (region) this cute?”, don’t deny it, he totally would

- Also, since Galar slang is so damn weird, you’d probably have a lot of fun with that

- Raihan would intentionally use more of it just to confuse you, while Leon explained in depth what each slang word meant

- Though, you get to confuse them with words and sayings from your specific region too, so you’re kinda even

- They both, but Leon especially, are incredibly interested in the Pokemon from your region. They want to know what starter you got, and if you brought any region specific Pokemon with you!!

- Leon will ask you a million questions about your regional Pokemon, so be prepared for that

- So will Hop, by the way

- Basically be prepared to infodump, and have two nerdy trainers hanging on your every word

- Both Raihan and the brothers would immediately ask to battle your Pokemon too, just to see what they’re like in battle

- Both Raihan and Leon would have a blast introducing you to Galar-specific Pokemon. I imagine a foreigner would be extremely confused by Duraludon, and Raihan would just eat that up like candy

- And it doesn’t matter how good you are with directions, you’re almost half as bad as Leon at finding your way around Galar. Send help

- The region is so damn BIG, how can you blame Leon for getting lost???

- It will definitely take you awhile to learn the landscape and all that

- But Leon and Raihan will be there to help

- Raihan to actually show you around, and Leon to help you not be alone when you get lost lmao

- They just love you so so much, and they’re really curious about both you and where you came from ❤️

Kanto

- First off, you are probably NOT used to how big of a region Galar is. It’s like 5x the size of Kanto. 

- So you’re really lost

- But most people in Galar are willing to give you directions, so at least there’s that

- Raihan especially will help you around

- Just don’t ask Leon unless you want two people lost out there

- When everyone starts telling scary stories together, you tell them about Lavender towne

- And you notice that both Leon and Raihan hug you a little closer that night and also have their eyes open most of the time

- You really spooked them with that “white hand on your shoulder” business

- Kanto can be a little old-fashioned in terms of technology, so have fun in Galar with all their Rotom Phones and Train systems

- “Back home we had to walk everywhere and we liked it!” 

- “Sure, (Y/N), that’s very nice.”

- Watching you ride the train for the first time was cute though because you wouldn’t stop staring out the window

- Both Leon and Raihan found your excitement over it adorable

- But they really just think you’re adorable in general ❤️

Johto

- Johto is mostly full of really rural areas, so good luck navigating Hammerlocke without having a minor breakdown

- Don’t worry though, they’ll be there to help

- Well okay, Raihan will be there to help, Leon is mostly useless in the navigation department

- You’re also probably really amazed by how much technology they have in Galar, since again, Johto is really rural and kinda old-fashioned

- Your excitement over riding a train for what is possible the first time ever is a thing Leon and Raihan will never forget

- It’s like a kid in a candy shop who’s also very nervous about picking something they might not like

- You love telling them all about the folklore and history of Johto because they’re hooked on it immediately

- You probably become good friends with Sonia doing this too

- They’re all really interested in the architecture of the Johto region because it’s more based on Japanese architecture than any of the other games, so it’s very unique to them

- Tell them about the time you climbed Mount Silver and they will be in awe of you ❤️

Hoenn

- They’ve heard of all the wonderful sorts of landscapes and natural wonders Hoenn has, so they want you to tell them all about it!

- “I fought off this evil terrorist group called Team Flare and saw Groudon in this ancient underground cave thing!”

- “.....Cool?”

- “I also caught Groudon.” - “You WHAT!???”

- Please don’t show them Groudon, they might piss themselves in fear

- But seriously, tell them about the battle between Lugia and Groudon and they’ll be sleeping with their eyes open tonight

- The prospect of two legendary Pokemon who can end the world with earthquakes and tsunamis?

- Pretty damn terrifying actually

- They will have to help you get used to Galar’s coldest regions though

- Leon even gave you his cape, which is very sweet of him

- He found you sound asleep one night under it and took a picture and sent it to Raihan, at which point they both went back and forth over how cute you were

- Also, don’t tell anyone else this, but they think your starter Pokemon are the cutest. Mudkip and Torchic specifically? Adorable

- Show them your Pokemon in their Megaevolution forms and they will be HYPED

- Cue Sonia immediately trying to study the difference between Megaevolution and Gigantimax forms lmao

- Good luck with that one sis, I’m not even sure Gamefreak knows what causes them 🤣

- But seriously, Leon demands to battle your Megaevolved Pokemon to see which is stronger

- Who wins that fight is up to your imagination though (though I’m pretty Gigantimax would still win lol)❤️

Sinnoh

- On average, Sinnoh is a pretty cold, mountainous environment. There’s even some areas where it never stops snowing, since it’s located further North. 

- So when you first met Leon and Raihan and told them you’re from Sinnoh, they were like “Oh, a mountain girl/boy/enby, eh?”

- They ask a lot of questions about what it was like growing up in Sinnoh

- “What’s the coldest temperature you’ve seen there?”

- “Probably that time it reached -70 degrees F/-56 degrees C.”

- “What???????????”

- “Yeah, that was a rough night, haha.”

- They’re amazed by how you can shrug off the cold

- Growing up in a cold climate will do that to ya 🤷

- Leon has a mini heart attack everytime you wear short sleeves or mini shorts in, like, 40 degree F / 4 degrees C weather

- He’d try so hard to make you put on a jacket

- Bless this poor man

- Sinnoh also has a TON of lore and legendary Pokemon

- It was the generation that introduced Arceus after all, and apparently Sinnoh used to be Hisui, like from Pokemon Legends Arceus????

- So yeah, a SHIT TON of lore there

- And they’d all just eat that right up

- You probably become absolute besties with Sonia just sharing research back and forth

- Leon and Raihan might actually get a little jealous from how much time you spend researching with her

- But a few kisses later and those fears are gone ❤️

Unova

- Unova is based on irl New York city, so they’d 100% call you a “City Slicker”

- But being a “city kid” also means you have a crap ton of slang in your arsenal to confuse them with 😈

- And since this region is based on America, you might have a bit of a standard American accent compared to those from Galar, which they love

- Raihan loves to playfully tease you about how you pronounce certain things, or when you call basic things a different name

- (Like British vs American words for things)

- Unova is also unique to other regions for the fact that it has very prominent seasons across the entire region

- (Which is why Sawsbuck changes between seasons, for instance)

- Unova being based on New York city means its one of the most diverse regions in terms of population, so you’re used to seeing all different types of people

- Which makes you better at interacting with all sorts of force in Galar than most, so they admire that

- It makes you a great partner because you can handle the pressure of lots of eyes on you

- Or at the very least, you understand that pressure

- So not only are you good with them, you’re good with the reporters and everything because you come from a big city where that’s the standard

- Which honestly just makes them appreciate you more ❤️

Kalos

- Depending on where you’re from in Kalos, you might also get called a City Slicker. Sorry

- Also, since Kalos is based on France so you might have a bit of an accent, which they would love

- Constantly asking you to pronounce certain words just to hear how it sounds in your voice

- They also think you’re super fashionable, given that Kalos is like the fashion epicenter of Pokemon

- This also makes you a great fit for them in terms of being a public figure, since you know how to dress up

- You might even become good friends with Nessa because of this, given that she’s a model!

- You’re constantly trying to get them to try foods from Kalos, some of which they are kinda apprehensive to

- Given that Galar is based on the UK that shouldn’t be too much of a surprise, their food probably sucks, so don’t take offense

- But seriously, you’re super cute and fashionable and sassy and yes, they love you so so much ❤️

Alola

- Honestly they might want to visit your hometown, since Alola is literally based on Hawaii and almost everyone I know wants to go there lol

- Seriously though, it’s so much warmer there and you get to go to the beach, so you might have to take them on a trip there haha

- They find your traditions SUPER interesting, especially having Trial Captains and Kahunas instead of gym leaders

- They could legit just listen to you talk about Alola for hours, they’re so interested in what your life was like there

- They find the Pokemon especially cute!!

- Except for Sandigast, that one scares them

- I mean, a sandcastle Pokemon that can take up an entire beach and devour you and eat your flipping soul????

- No thank you

- They’d also probably have to help you adapt to the cold conditions in Galar though lmao

- So far you have Raihan’s cap, a jacket on, Leon’s cape and two pairs of gloves but you’re still cold!!

- “I made a mistake coming here.”

- “Aw, don’t say that!” 

- “I can feel my fingers freezing off.”

- “...I can get Charizard to start a fire if you want?”

- “Yes please.”

- Don’t worry, they end up cuddling you and Leon’s basically a walking heater so you’re snuggled up to him all night

- Which made him blush profusely, which Raihan teased him for

- It’s a vicious cycle 

- But one that is extremely funny to watch ❤️

Hii!! Can i requests hurt/comfort! Uzui scenario with s/o she! pronouns which is insecure because of all his wives she has the smalles chest and she thinks Tengen likes her the least because of that. Like she thinks that's the only reason she's the least attractive wife. It can be either nsfw or sfw whatever to your preferences

Thank you and have a nice day!!

thank you for your request - tengen is *chef's kiss*

warning: a tiny bit of smut'ering

You really tried not to think about it.

And yet at the same time, it was too difficult to ignore. Whenever you stood next to Suma, Makio, and Hina, the difference between your builds became glaringly obvious. And while the three women stood proud and tall, you were often hunched over, fiddling with the ornaments adorning your sleeves.

It’s a particularly nasty remark from one of the lower rank demon slayers that stings particularly hard.

“Tengen seems to have a type,” he jokes. “All three of his wives are gorgeous!”

“There’s four of us, actually,” Suma pipes in.

The recruit turns to look at you with a dumbfounded expression, quickly getting flustered. “O-Oh, my apologies! I, uh, I did not realize you’re one of the wives too. Y-You’re very pretty, as well!”

You nod meekly to acknowledge his half-hearted compliment, but your eyes are already welling up with tears.

It hurts. You swallow painfully, darting off before Makio can pull you back by your sleeve. You don’t want anyone to see you crying. That recruit was right - they’re all so wonderful, so beautiful, and well, with certain assets that you lack. Why did Tengen even marry you? You’re clearly not his type. He must be forcing himself to be nice to you, because he is so considerate of your feelings. He probably doesn’t even find you attractive.

Isn’t it only natural to have the least favorite one among his wives?

You find yourself near an abandoned warehouse when you finally collapse from exhaustion, tears welling up in your eyes. Pulling your knees to your chest, you sob into the fabric of your clothes, but those awful thoughts keep gnawing away at your sanity. At some point, you pass out, too heartbroken and exhausted to carry on.

It’s late into the evening when you finally stir, and you gasp when you meet Tengen’s eyes, shining sharply in the moonlight. It’s already too late to hide from him - your eyes have been rubbed raw with tears, and your hair has turned into an absolute mess.

“Suma, Makio, and Hina caused quite the ruckus earlier,” he says, in an uncharacteristically serious tone. “Can’t believe my girls just jumped a single recruit and beat him bloody.”

You hang your head. Now they will be in trouble - because of you. Perhaps you really are a misfortune to this family, you think as new tears prick at the corners of your eyes.

“To top it all off,” Tengen continues, as he crouches down to look you in the eye. “When I come back, I hear that my (Name) has run off somewhere. Not exactly flamboyant of you lot.”

He waits for you to talk patiently, but you’re unable to face him, counting the old floorboards that line the terrace. There are so many things you could tell him, or you could just brush it all off. Perhaps that would be for the best. And yet as soon as you open your mouth, all reason leaves your sense.

“You should divorce me,” your voice comes out choked, your shoulders shaking from pitiful sobs.

You don’t have the heart to gaze up at Tengen, but you can try to imagine how his face looks. Relieved? Surprised, but thankful you were the one to suggest it? Happy he does not have to pretend to like you anymore?

He’s quiet for a moment, and completely still.

“Divorce?” he mirrors your words, his tone flat and void of emotion.

“Y-Yes...” you sob, burying your face in your palms. Before you know it, all of those ugly thoughts spill from your lips like curses. “I know that you don’t like me... I-I’m not your type... I’m nothing like them, so you- you must hate me. I hate that you’re forcing yourself to be with me because you have to. And I-"

“Force myself to be with you..?” you see his fist clench. “(Name), where is this coming from? Was it that... rascal? Did he say something foolish to you?”

Tengen's springing to his feet in an instant, and you recognize a murderous aura surrounding him. You’ve known him long enough to realize how dangerous it would be to let him go now - so you rise to stop him, your small hands clinging to his muscular arm.

“Tengen, please...” you plead with him, gazing up through your wet eyelashes.

His expression softens immediately, tense muscles relaxing under your gentle hold. Before you can lower your gaze again, he snatches your chin and pulls you against his chest, eyes soft, but focused.

“Then tell me,” he frowns. “What about you could possibly not be my type?”

You try to wiggle away, but his hold is firm.

“(Name),” he cautions, and you realize there is no getting out of this.

“M-My chest,” you spill, squeezing your eyes shut in embarrassment. You hope the ground will open up and swallow you whole.

“Your... chest?” he tilts his head to the side in confusion. “My sweet girl, have you gone mad?”

“I-It’s small!” your hands clench at your sides, your bottom lip quivering as you refuse to face your husband. “Compared to the rest of the girls, I-”

Tengen presses his thumb against your lips and hums in contemplation.

“I see,” he hums. “There has been an oversight on my part.”

You’re about to ask what he means, and yet before you know it, Tengen’s grabbing you and hoisting you over his shoulder. You squeak, hitting him on the shoulder weakly, but he merely chuckles.

“I’ll just have to show how much I love you... in the most flamboyant manner possible.”

He doesn’t bother taking you home as he strolls to the abandoned warehouse, dropping you off on one of the crates. You squeak as you fall and tremble as he looms over you, a trademark smirk gracing his features.

“T-Tengen...” you whimper as he nuzzles the crook of your neck, his rough hands raking down your body. “We can’t... Not here... What if someone walks in?”

You gasp when his calloused hands slip under your clothes, kneading and caressing your chest. “All the better,” he grins. “Let the whole world know how much I love my wife.”

When his rough kisses trail down to your chest, you’re already a whimpering mess, cheeks impossibly red. He’s biting, nipping, licking, and sucking, content to just worship you like this for the rest of the evening. He loves how soft you become in his hold, pulling gingerly at his hair, soon turning into a blubbering mess from his undivided attention.

Ever since that evening, he’s become even more attentive towards you! He flaunts you around at every chance he gets, he buys you gifts like cute kimonos that suit your figure and gorgeous lingerie and compliments you every chance he gets. He’ll spoil you until you learn to love your chest as much as he does, and he loves it a lot. At least initially, when the two of you are intimate, he will be surprisingly gentle and romantic, as much as his disposition allows anyways.

When you grow a bit more confident, he’ll dress you in the most exquisite, lewd lingerie and have you face the mirror as he has his way with you. Even when you’re out in public, he’ll sneakily grope you and whisper something very inappropriate into your ear, making you turn beet-red. Overall, he sees it as his duty to remind you how much he loves you, and make sure you love yourself too!

All of the girls will make sure you grow more confident in your body, too! Whether your relationship is platonic or romantic, they care about you a lot, and they find you absolutely stunning. Suma is always there to nuzzle you, remarking how you’re so cute, so soft, so stunning; Makio will jump at anyone who ever compares you in an insensitive manner; whereas Hina will give you the most heartfelt compliments.

Overall, everyone in your family adores you so much, any kind of insecurities you have will be rooted out with love and care before you know it!

I did an evil thing with @aphmau series were ein made an evil clone of aphmau gave her to aaron and kept the original aphmau! So meet aphmau 2.0

Not So Berry Legacy Challenge

Do you like the rainbow? Do you like the idea of playing with berry Sims but hate berry Sims? Do you want to mess around with aspects of the game you’ve never used before? Boy, do I have the challenge for you!

Welcome to the Not So Berry Legacy Challenge, a ten generation legacy with a focus on bright colors and new experiences.

Basic Rules:

Each heir must represent the color of the generation (i.e. hair, makeup, clothing), but brightly colored skin is not necessary (these aren’t actually berry Sims, that’s the joke). Of course, this is optional but a big portion of the fun.

The colors of the spouses don’t matter as they aren’t part of the challenge. Unless otherwise stated you can do whatever you please with them.

Money cheats can be used, but not excessively. Suggestion: use freerealestate for your first home, but no cheats afterward.

You may live wherever you please unless something is specified in the rules of a generation.

Every generation is supposed to complete both the career and aspiration of the heir unless explicitly stated otherwise.

Keep the lifespan on normal.

If you play this challenge and want to share it with us, go ahead and post with #notsoberry so we can see!

My good friend @alwaysimming​ and I kind of created this challenge on accident, but I think it turned out pretty great. We wanted to make something that forced us to play with parts of the game we’ve never explored before. Hopefully you’ll have fun too. You can follow our gameplay on @mintiphresh​ and @lea-fey​ (pronounced “minty fresh” and “leafy”)!

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