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Brotherly Love - Aizawa

A/N: I love this idea so much!!!

I think you and Aizawa would bicker a lot when you were younger, considering there’d be such an age gap between the two of you

But when you got older and more mature the two of you would get along just fine

Especially after your parents died and Aizawa became your new guardian

He’s the reason you kept living after they died

Makes sure to make time for you whenever he could

Until you joined 1-A and he saw you almost 24/7

You don’t give him any issues in class, listening to him and doing whatever he asks the class to do

He doesn’t treat you any differently than your classmates

You went by your first name in class, and it took 1-A a week to figure out that you and Aizawa were related

And it’s only because you accidentally called him ‘bubby’ when asking him a question because you were speaking without thinking

Urges

Hehehehe guess who's also 18 and a simp for Aizawa sensei? 😏😏😏

Warning: NSFW, Smut, age gap, Teacher-Student stuff

Guilty was one way to put how Aizawa felt when he found himself checking you out yet again in class. You were the embodiment of perfection. You were smart, matured, quiet, you liked cats as much as he did, and ofcourse, you were the mom friend to all the rowdy students in his god forsaken class. Yes, that exactly was the only thing holding him back (besides the huge age gap). You were his student. Sure, you weren’t one of the big 3 in your class like Mirio, Nejire and Tamaki because your quirk wasn’t as strong as theirs. However, you were infact the one in class to get top grades in tests. Infact, you even helped Aizawa grade papers since you somehow understood the barely legible handwriting of some of the people in this class. You were this little ball of sunshine, bringing a bento for the students who always forgot to bring any, keeping everyone out of trouble, tutoring anyone who you felt was having a hard time studying... Hell, it seemed like your schoolbag had everything that a person could need in it. Anyone forgot a pen? Ask (Y/N). Anyone forgot their umbrella? Ask (Y/N). Anyone forgot to even bring themselves to school? ASK (Y/N) CAUSE SHE'LL PERSONALLY TAKE THEIR NOTES HOME AND GIVE THEM A LECTURE ABOUT MISSING CLASS unless they are sick. In that case, she'll take a bento full of healthy food. The entire class saw (Y/N) as this motherly figure who pretty much dealt with their problems on a daily basis with a smile. Aside from your extreme maturity, you were extremely creative beyond your age. When Present Mic was struggling to make the class read basic Shakespeare, you were already quoting Jane Austen's pride and prejudice, something that was not even in the syllabus. Needless to say, you shared various intellectual conversations with Aizawa while the two of you graded papers as the grumpy man also happened to have an interest on literature. While your friends went out to do random shit together, you were the one staying back home because ofcourse, messing around in random amusement parks wasn’t your thing. You liked staying in the background like an adult, watching the kids have their fun and guiding them. Could you really blame Aizawa for falling in love with you?

Then again, you were his student. That made all the perfects imperfections because he shouldn’t be looking at you this way. Little did he know that his feelings weren’t one sided. You had a crush on your teacher ever since you stepped into UA. Did you feel guilty about it? Yes, yes you did. Did you ever think of confessing to him? No, no you didn't. You were okay with loving him from a distance because you knew that you would only create trouble for him if you were to come out about your feelings. However, you couldn’t help but show that you cared through certain gestures. You'd go out of your way to help him grade papers so that he would get a few extra hours of sleep. Every morning, you'd buy an extra cup of coffee or his favorite jello drink for him on your to school just to make his day more tolerable. You never expected him to return your feelings, however. He was your teacher after all. This was wrong after all.

Things were going fine to be honest. Both of you admired eachother from afar, knowing that confessing wouldn’t lead to anything good either way. That was until you were sent on a mission for your work studies. Your employer was busy with a different mission and your quirk was compatible against the villain you had to capture which is why, you were sent alone, much to Aizawa's displeasure. It wasn’t that he didn't believe in you because he did. He knew that you were strong but you were still a student. You didn’t have the experience that a pro hero had and they didn't even consider the fact that there may be unprecedented situations. Hence, he found himself staring at you more than often, trying to memorize every inch of you visible to him so that if something goes wrong he'd atleast... No. Nothing was going to go wrong. Not when he had something to do about it.

Hence, after class was over, Aizawa found himself following you discreetly, making sure that you didn't notice him. Aizawa was excellent at hiding his presence since that was the type of hero he was, which is why, you had no clue that he was following you. You followed the plan laid out by your employer flawlessly and almost caught the villain until a second party decided to show up. Aizawa recognized the other villain from his hiding spot. She had been wanted for quite long time however, before Aizawa got out of his hiding place to aid you, the villain had already used her quirk on you. Now that Aizawa had to choose between going after the escaping villains or checking on you, he did the latter since that's what a doting teacher who totally didn't have feelings for a certain student would do.

You were panting on the ground, your hands gripping the fabric of your hero costume near your thighs tightly as you were avoiding Aizawa's gaze. "(L/N), are you alright? How do you feel?" Aizawa asked you, worried. You tried to answer to him but you only managed to let out a patheric whimper. Only if you could stop how horny his voice was making you... Your whimper suddenly reminded the erasure hero of the certain villain's quirk. Cupping your face with one hand to make you look at him, he met with an extremely flushed expression from you along with lust blown eyes. The view before him did nothing but create a certain straining inside his pants. The villain's quirk made people horny, he recalled. Not having sex would make their body overheat and cause a complete organ failure, he remembered.

"S-sensei... I can't... I'm sorry..." you half whimpered half moaned as you hugged your teacher, desperate for any form of touch at this point. You couldn’t help it. His musky scent was way, way morr prominent to you now and your body was betraying your mind relentlessly. "Shhh (L/N)... It's gonna be alright. We need to get out of this alley first though..." Aizawa muttered, a small amount of pink dusting his cheeks. He was at loss on what he should do at this point. He knew that there was no other way out of it without you having sex at some point. Was he okay with you doing the deed with someone else all while he was aware of it? A selfish part of him told him that no, he wasn’t okay with it. Honestly, this was the perfect opportunity for him to get a taste of you. If things got out, he could tell everyone that he did it to save you. If you didn't return his feelings, this would be that one chance at ravishing you.

Shouta Aizawa was a good teacher and an honourable man at most parts. However, he didn’t hesitate in being selfish when his actions clearly wouldn’t hurt anyone. Which is why, he took you to his home. On his way, in the cab he hired, he explained the quirk of the villain to you. You tried staying normal as you constantly held hid hand, squeezing tightly as your horniness only increased drastically. By the time you reached his home, your legs were shaking and you could barely walk. Aizawa helped you walk into his apartment, avoiding picking you up since that would look awkward in public. By the time you were in his living room, your legs completely gave out as you were engulfed by his scent, the feeling of his touch messing you up.

"Sensei... I'm sorry.. Please... I can't take this anymore... Help me please...." you whimpered into his chest, hiding your embarassed face from him as the two of you sat on the ground. You knew things would never be the same between you and your beloved teacher anymore. Hell, he'll probably hate you for this. You were scared. Very scared. On the other hand, Aizawa was turned on beyond belief. Your soft whimpers, ragged breathe was just as good as he had imagined for months and more. He couldn't keep his hands off you any longer. He didn't intend to either. "I'm sorry, (L/N). I'll help you. I know you probably wouldn’t want me in normal circumstances but you don't have to talk to me again if this ends up making things awkward for you." Aizawa muttered to you soothingly before kissing you, making you lose all control as soft moans elicted from your mouth into his. Your clothes were taken off skillfully and fast as Aizawa touched your twitching groins. A rather loud moan escaped your mouth at that making Aizawa smirk. 'How cute...' he thought as he proceeded to enter a finger into your sopping pussy. However, your reaction to that was not quite expected. You flinched and held him tightly, biting your lips. He immediately took his finger out only to find blood coating it.

"You're a virgin?" Aizawa asked with a grimace. You were always popular among the class thanks to your maturity and he assumed that you had some experience. "Yeah... I've been waiting..." you gasped at the lack of his fingers. "I'm sorry, (L/N). I wish I could avoid this because this must be something very special to you and..." Aizawa was contemplating his decisions but you stopped him with a teary smile. "I was waiting for you... Please take me... I'm so happy now..." you told him, surprising him. These mere words made him feel as if his entire body was on fire as he kissed you furiously, gently easing his fingers back into you, waiting for you to adjust. His passionate kiss distracted you from the pain as he made you sit on his lap comfortably while you wrapped your hands around his neck. Just when you started bucking your hips towards his hands, he started pumping his finger in and out of you, adding an extra finger with time and stretching you out as fast as possible so that he could move to the main event.

"Let's take this to the bedroom shall we, (Y/N)?" Aizawa asked you with a lazy smirk as he looked at your disheveled self. You already had an orgasm from his fingering since he surprisingly was rather skillful in this department. You only gave him a lustful gaze as he picked you up only to place you on his bed moments later. "I need you... Please sensei..." you whispered to him, making him harder than he had ever been in his entire life. "God you're so cute..." Aizawa hissed as he unbuckled his pants only to reveal his huge length, precum dripping from the tip. Taking a box of condoms from the drawer of the bedside table and putting the condom on hurriedly, Aizawa positioned himself over your entrance as he rubbed his length on you a few times making you squirm before entering you in one go making you yelp in pleasure and pain. He tried his best to stay still, letting you adjust to his length but damn it was hard since your insides were squeezing him so deliciously, almost making him lose his sanity. However, Aizawa was a patient man and he would never hurt you. Just as you began to move around under him, trying to grind against him, he started moving. While Aizawa was a patient man, the way your pussy made him feel could break even the most patient man in the world. Hence, Aizawa just couldn’t help it but pound into you for dear life. While it hurted you slightly at the begining, in a few moments, you started to enjoy it just as much as he did. Your legs were wrapped around his hips as you marked his shoulders with your nails while you moaned loudly much to Aizawa's delight. A string of incoherent words escaped your mouth including something similar to "please sensei" and "more", which only increased Aizawa's determination on pleasuring you. His mission to make you a blabbering mess was infact successful since at the end of it all, you just went through your third orgasm for the day, you were drooling as your eyes were rolled back. You could barely speak as you moaned loudly, not aware of how loud you were being. At this point, Aizawa was chasing his own orgasm and he had to say, your state infront of him made sure that he was close, very close.

When Aizawa finally had his orgasm, he could say that this was the best sex he ever had in his entire life. Your overstimulated body laid under him, completely exhausted and panting while he laid beside you trying to catch his own breathe. That's when it all hit him like a brick. He fucked his student. Someone who probably told him that she was waiting for him only because of the effects of the quirk. What if you regretted it now? How could he show his face to you again? As if you were reading his mind, he felt you cuddle up to him with a shy smile on your face. Wrapping an arm around you, Aizawa asked with a stoic expression, hiding the insecurities inside him, "(Y/N), did you mean it when you told me that you were waiting for me?". It seemed as if the question made you even shyer than you were already as you hid your face on his chest and he didn't know what to make of it. "I had a crush on you ever since you stepped into the classroom for the first time in my first year and it only grew. I never told you because I didn't want to be a bother or get you in trouble. I understand if you don't return my feelings." you answered, your voice sounding rather sad. "(Y/N), I feel the same way. The only problem is, you're my student. Would you be okay with me taking you out after you graduate?" Aizawa asked you in a soft tone. You looked up at him, surprise and adoration lacing your face. "I... Ofcourse sensei..." you answered with a blush. "It's Shouta for you when we're alone, kitten. Except maybe in bed cause you look absolutely sinful when you're calling me 'sensei' " Aizawa smirked at you making you blush and hide your face on his chest yet again.

"Shouta? Remember when you asked me out?" you asked your husband as you looked at the album in your hand as you sat on his lap on a rainy afternoon. "Hmm... We had good sex that day..." Aizawa muttered lazily as he took a sip from the cup of coffee in his hand. "Huh? That's all you remember?" you pouted. How could he not remember the extremely romantic cuddling session afterwards? "Mhhm... Would it be weird if I said that it was kinda hot that you were my student back then?" he asked with a lazy smirk. It was both of your day off and somehow, the weather was extremely romantic at the same time. That was until your husband decided to act like a pervert and ruin the mood.

"You really are a perverted old man you know..."

"And yet you still love me, kitten"

More like chaotic hours with Dabi, Hawks, Aizawa and Gang Orca.

I imagine my first date with the winged hero and erasure hero to be interesting. I know Aizawa likes his peace and quiet, so the best place to go is a cafe; only downside is Hawks attracting his fans. So having a nice and quiet date is a no, but through the strife, I get to drink a nice matcha flavored bubble tea. Keigo seems like he would enjoy melon boba with extra tapioca pearls, and Aizawa would get a large coffee; no cream no sugar, just straight up black coffee. I warned Keigo about sucking his tea too fast and he starts chocking on the balls.

"Now Keigo, nobody likes a spitter." Shouta teases.

I feel like Dabi would encourage me to act on my impulses. Like that go ape shit meme. Anywho, Mr. Creamatorium would totally try to convince you that buying 100 chicken nuggets with 1 gallon of BBQ is ✨self care ✨

If Dabi could he would totally introduce you to the LOV's. He would also get mad when Shigaraki says something rude. But when you comment about how just being in the same room as him is drying out your skin, Dabi and everybody else are on the floor laughing.

Kugo is such a sweetheart. His big hands fit so comfortably with your small ones. He's always busy so you don't get to see each other much, but when you let it slip that there's a movie on Netflix that you want to watch, all night uninterrupted. He's expecting some Netflix and chill; my boy is watching the entire Da vinchi code trilogy with you. By the time the others get home they walk in on you and Gang Orca having a heated debate about which movie is better.

"How can you not like the second one?!"

"It was missing Silas. He carried the first one."

" And what's wrong with the second?!"

"Too much religion."

Keigo likes it when you make him laugh. This bird man loves your jokes, all of them. Your best joke was about accidentally joining a cult, took him out. But you start going over the indoctrination process, communal life, and dress code.

"Babe you're joking, right?"

"I had tea with the leaders wife, because he wanted to make me wife number 2."

Lost and Found

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TW: Yandere themes!

Word Count: 398

A/n: Thank you for the request, Darling! Loved writing this!

L/n ran through the streets of Musutafu. Her bare feet scraped against the pavement, though she couldn’t care much. The pain was nothing compared to the one she was running from. 

Coming to an end of the street, she stopped to talk to some people around. “Um, excuse me?” She spoke a poor version of Japanese. “Help!” The people only stared at her in curiosity. Some tried asking for what she needed help, but her mind didn’t comprehend the words they spoke. 

She regretted ever moving to Musufatu. It was a mistake. Everything was a mistake. 

Hi Anon! I’ll admit, this one was a bit of a challenge, but I educated myself with the help of the internet and a friend. If you notice anything wrong with this, please let me know, that way I can continue educating myself. 

That being said, enjoy the headcanons!  

All Might:

When you’ve just met, All Might unknowingly uses the wrong pronouns. Once you point out that you’d rather not be addressed with those pronouns, he starts trying his very best to change up his habits. At first, he doesn’t even question why you want to use different pronouns than what he initially assumed. He just accepts you. Once the two of you feel a little bit more comfortable around him, he’ll ask you about your gender identification.

So eventually you tell him. He’ll ask for more information, as he’s been too out of the loop doing hero work, that he doesn’t fully understand what it means. It’s something about you though, so he is more than willing to learn. He is very understanding about it, and isn’t judging you in any way.

After telling him all about it, he’ll ask how he can support you with daily things. Nothing is too much effort when it comes to you. Unknown to you, he’ll also start doing some research on the internet to find out more.

All Might will shower you in love, affection and affirmations. And if that’s not what you need at that moment? Say the word, and he’ll stop. Social queues really aren’t his strong point, so you’ll need to be vocal with what it is you do and don’t need.

Unless you don’t want people to know, All Might will support you in public as well. Correcting people when they use the wrong pronouns, or defending you when people want to tell you you’re about to use ‘the wrong bathroom’. He’s rather protective, and will shield you from as much oppression about it as he can, while allowing you to talk with anyone who wants to learn, as long as you’re up for it.

All in All, All Might will have a lot to learn, but he will try his very best to support you in any way you need.

 Aizawa:

Like many cismen, Aizawa doesn’t remember that there are other sets of pronouns that he can use in the beginning. He will keep using she/him when referring to you, and you’re a little scared to correct him.

Aizawa is a perceptive one though, and your discomfort doesn’t go unnoticed. Eventually he asks you if he has been making wrong assumptions. When you admit that he has been doing just that, Aizawa instantly apologizes, and he tells you he’ll change it up to whatever you need it to be.

As he isn’t the most sociable person, Aizawa has basic knowledge of what being non-binary means, but he’s never closely interacted with someone who is non-binary. He has no problem switching to referring to you with the correct pronouns, but there are other things in daily life that he never realised you might struggle with, and that he might need to adapt himself to. Every day he gets better.

Out in public, Aizawa will only defend you if needed. You’re a strong person, and you can handle yourself. Whenever people start getting unreasonable or hurtful, he will step in and calmly but firmly tell people that that’s enough. Luckily he’s rather intimidating, and he will scare most people into apologizing, or at least into leaving you alone.

Once he notices you’re feeling dysphoric, he’ll start doing things to hopefully alleviate the feeling. Depending on what it is you need, he’ll either help you relax, or he’ll keep busy with you. Whichever it is, your favourite music is playing in the background.

You bet this man will give you all the affirmations you need when you’re feeling bad, and he’ll support you through every decision you make to feel better.

 Bakugou:

When you tell him you want to be addressed with a different name and different pronouns, Bakugou is very confused at first. Why the sudden change in name? Why the change in pronouns, you’re still a boy/girl, right? All the standard questions of people who have no idea what being non-binary means.

It’s going to take a lot of explaining to make Bakugou realise the gravity of your declaration. At first, he’s having a hard time adjusting himself it, but he loves you, and your gender identity isn’t going to change that.

Be prepared to hear the name he used to call you a lot, followed by ‘fuck, no, that’s wrong’ and then your chosen name. Referring to you as his boyfriend/girlfriend/partner will also take a lot of cursing, but he will get there!

Even if he’s still getting used to the changes himself, he will cuss out anyone who messes it up and doesn’t correct themselves. Messing up is awkward enough for you as it is, but he doesn’t want people to keep using the wrong name or pronouns. Even when you’re not there, he’s standing up for you.

Bakugou really struggles when you’re feeling dysphoric, because he wants you to be comfortable but he has no idea how to make you feel more comfortable. What he does do is drop any aggression he usually displays, talking softly, anything to make you at least feel safe around him. He’ll outright ask you what he needs to do when you’re feeling like that, and how you need him to act around you.

Wednesday - Aizawa x Daughter!Reader

A/N: Hello! Thank you for requesting! Sorry it took so long! So, I’ve never actually watched The Addams Family, or Wednesday, so I tried my hardest using what I’ve heard and what I could find online to make this as accurate as possible. Hope it’s to your liking!

To say you were an exact replica of your father was an understatement. It didn’t matter whether or not if you had the same hair color or eye color as your dad. It was all in your personality.

When class 1-A first met you, there was no doubt in their minds that you were Aizawa’s daughter. They didn’t need their homeroom teacher to tell them that.

You first met them when the dorms were finished and you were moving on campus with Aizawa.

You were sitting at Aizawa’s desk as he taught, staring out at the class. You were deadpan, showing no emotion, which would be fine if Aizawa was teaching an easy topic. But today’s lesson was on forensics and different murder cases.

“Y/N chose this case herself,” he said honestly, presenting a slideshow over a recent homicide.

The class raised a collective eyebrow.

“A man bought a house only to discover the dead body of its previous owner in the basement.” Your voice was monotone as you looked up at your dad. Then you shrugged. “Thought it was interesting.”

The class’ jaws dropped.

“YoU’rE tEn!?”

They had a hard time understanding your obsession with death and forensics at first, but the longer they were around you, the more they got used to it.

So used to it, in fact, that whenever a new homicide or death was mentioned in the news, they’d pause it to go get you, letting you watch it with them. But only if they deemed it clean enough for a child. You were still young and innocent, after all. Well, to an extent.

Class 1-A was wary of you at first. You came off as very bitter, not really caring what happened around you. Once you saw Izuku walk into the dorms with blood dripping down his hand. He had broken it while training outside. And what did you do? Just shrugged and turned around.

Momo had asked you to run and get Aizawa and your response was, “no. He should deal with his own consequences.”

Needless to say, class 1-A was shocked.

Of all the time AIzawa’s students were around you, they’d only seen you cry once and that was because you lost control of your quirk (which was exactly like your dad’s) for a time and it had given you a terrible migraine.

The only other emotion they’d seen from you was anger, but that was only once as well. Mineta was trying to make a move on you and you lost it, somehow typing him to the ceiling with one of Aizawa’s capture weapons.

You were an experience, to say the least. But class 1-A loved having you around. You were like their homeroom teacher, bitter and emotionless. But you were a good kid. They liked having you around.

You Blame Yourself - Dadzawa Comfort

A/N: Hi! I haven’t read the manga, so sadly I don’t know what you mean and I don’t want to google it and spoil it for myself, so I’m sorry! But I didn’t want to ignore your request, so I’m basing it around the USJ attack. Hope that’s ok!”

    You remember that day as if it were yesterday. The league appeared in the middle of USJ. You and your classmates being split up. Fighting your way back to your father. Seeing his limp body smashed in the concrete. Getting a strong whiff of iron. All you could see was blood. Your father’s blood. All Might was there, fighting the creature that had done this to Aizawa. You couldn’t just stand by and watch the scene unfold. No, your father raised you to never hold back in a fight. But he also taught you to never bite more than you can chew. 

    Your quirk was an exact replica of Aizawa’s, you just couldn’t use it as well. No one could blame you, you’re young.

    You had made it to safety up with your classmates and other pro-heros, trying to fight your way to the front to see what was going on. Present Mic was there, holding you back.

    “No, Y/N,” he said sternly. “You don’t need to see this.”

    “Where’s dad?” you demanded. “Move, Mic!” You shoved him, but he didn’t move. You caught a glimpse over his shoulder, though, the sight startled you.

    “Y/N, get out of here,” Mic pleaded. “Eraser’s ok, I promise.”

    “The hell he’s not!” You screamed, tears brimming your eyes. “Let me help!” You activated your quirk, h/c hair rising in the air along with your capture weapon. “Let me do what dad can’t right now!” 

Mic held you tightly, then sighed. “Fine, but you’re staying up here, out of sight.” He passed you to Kirishima, who was watching anxiously from behind. “Keep her up here. I’m going down there.” When the red-head nodded, Mic screamed, using his quirk as he got closer to the nomu.

You tried your hardest to keep your eyes open, but the temptation to close them was growing stronger. You felt weak, and like the villains below you were too strong for you. Your body felt heavy.

“Y/N, you ok?” Kirishima asked worriedly. “Maybe you should---”

“No,” you muttered, blinking before reactivating your quirk. “I’m ok.” Not a moment passed before your eyes slipped shut again and Kirishima had to catch you before you hit the ground.

Fast forward a few weeks, and you were curled up in the corner of the couch in your home. Aizawa was out of his cast, and moving on his own. Hizashi kept a close eye on him from the counter as Aizawa made himself a cup of coffee. 

“Would you like a cup Y/N?” Aizawa asked from the kitchen. 

You shook your head no, not daring to meet his eyes. You felt guilty, like you could have done more to help him during the USJ attack. “No, thank you.”

“You sure?” he asked in reassurance. “You haven’t been sleeping well. I can tell."

“Everything alright, listener?” Hizashi rose from the counter and walked over to sit beside you on the couch. “You’ve been quiet.”

Aizawa came over as well, kneeling in front of you. He sat his freshly made cup of coffee on the floor beside him. “Y/N, look at me.”

Your hair hid your gaze from your dad, but both him and Hizashi heard you sniffle, then watched as you wiped at your eyes. “No.”

“Y/N,” Aizawa said sternly. “Loo. At. Me.” When you didn’t answer him, he turned to Hizashi. “Can you give us a minute?” The blonde nodded, rubbed your shoulder gently, then walked down the hall and to his study room. 

“I’m sorry,” you whispered shakily, beginning to cry. “I’m so sorry, dad.”

“Honey, what for?” The older man rested a hand on your knee and rubbed it gently. “You have nothing to be sorry for.”

“I should have done something,” you responded, sniffling. “I could have done more. If only, if--”

“Hey, no ifs.” Aizawa stood slowly with a grimace, then sat down beside you on the couch. He wrapped his arms around you and slowly pulled you into him. “Part of becoming a hero is making mistakes. It also means learning not to think ‘what if…’. That only makes everything worse.” Shouta pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. “You did amazing back there,” he reassured. “Kirishima and Hizashi told me what you did, how you took over for me when I passed out. And I’m so proud of you.” He rubbed a hand up and down your arm as you leaned into him. “You’ve grown so much. You haven’t been able to use your quirk that far away yet.”

You sniffled with a giggle, wiping at your nose with your sleeve. “Yeah, I’m pretty proud of that.”

“You should be.” Aizawa sighed and looked away for a moment. “You know, I kind of feel the same way, like I could have done more.” He smiled gently down at you, finally meeting his gaze. “Here’s another lesson, talk about things. Never hold them in. Whether you talk to me, or ‘Zashi, other teachers, or a therapist. Trauma isn’t funny. Don’t think I haven’t noticed how you have nightmares every night now.”

“How did you know?” you asked quietly. “I’m sorry, I thought I was being quiet.”

“Don’t apologize,” Shouto responded. “And, I know because I’ve been having them too. And so I get up about four times a night just to check on you and Hizashi.”

You hummed, “oh, That’s why I keep waking up, if it’s not from a nightmare.”

“It’s just me,” Aizawa reassured. He pressed another kiss to your head. “Do you feel any better?”

You nodded slowly, thinking. “Yeah, I think so. There’s still things I want to talk about, but I don’t think I’m ready. I think I’ll talk to my therapist about it.”

“Good deal.” Aizawa stood with a grunt. “Now come with me to go check on your other dad. He’s probably worried sick. You know how he is.”

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