Aizawa X Male Reader - Blog Posts

WHO DREW THIS AND WHERE CAN I FOLLOW THEM!

When you told Aizawa you wanted a kid, he thought you were joking. He laughed it off but when he saw you pouting, he smirked leaning down to your ear and said in a lower voice “Aw, baby. Don‘t pout, I’ve give you a baby.”

That‘s what got you here, laying down beneath him. Moaning and whimpering for him to cum inside you for the nth time.

“Yeah, mhm. You like that baby? You like when your master pounds your tight hole like this?” he moaned in your ear, you nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck.

“Yes! Go-god, I love i-it so mu- ah!” you were cut off but a shriek coming from your mouth when Aizawl hit your sweet sensitive spot inside of you.

“Master! I-I’m cumming! Ah!” You felt the knot in your stomach snap, you released over Aizawa’s cock moaning.

He grunted and groaned, he held onto your hips and held you still as he came deep inside of you. Three thick pumps of cum shooting inside of you, you moaned feeling some full.

“You think that‘s enough?” he laughed gently

Laughing you mumble against his chest “I think it’s more than enough.

Hello! Can you do a part two to the Aizawa fic where the merchant reader accepts and moves on, and then a few years later he barely recognizes aizawa when they see each other again? Thank you!

Troubles Coming Back

Street!Rat!Aizawa x Merchant!Male!reader [Aladdin AU] Summary: Years went by without a hitch. Y/N had gone his separate way, forgetting Aizawa and getting caught up in all his traveling and selling work. When he came back from a long trip after his quarrel with Shota Aizawa 5 years ago, he was unexpectedly robbed. Who’s the robber?

★☽A/N: Oooo! This will be interesting! I didn’t exactly plan to have this to have a part two so I will try my best!

Contents: SLIGHT ANGST - FLUFF

════❖════

“Y/N! It’s so great to see you!” A black-haired woman greeted the H/C-haired man with a smile and open arms. Y/N smiled gleefully and embraced Jasmine in a tight hug. “It’s been too long! You didn’t even write a letter!” Jasmine laughed.

Y/N also laughed in response. “I know, I know! I’m so sorry!” He apologized. The rest of the day was spent talking about their life while the other was gone.

The 36 year old man was shocked to hear that Jasmine had married Aladdin, a streetrat. But it made sense to him after she explained the whole story from her perspective and from Aladdin’s. He had to admit, the topic about Aladdin made him think about Aizawa…

He couldn’t believe it… He missed him?

The memories of how they ended things flooded his mind. He had shivers down his spine just thinking about it. He wished he hadn’t said all those things to Shota.

Though, it was too late to go back from what he said all those years ago.

════

He was taking a stroll in the marketplace. He wanted to buy some things that he needed for his next trip next year, like ink and paper. It was safer to prepare objects such as that since it might increase in worth when it is less in stock and more in demand.

Y/N had lovely talks to familiar faces who were glad to see him after all those years. He was quite shocked that they still remembered him. L/N had a bad reputation as a kid, always running around and giving people death glares.

The only people who actually liked him when he was still a child and teenager were the old librarian, the king, Jasmine, Aladdin, and…

Shota.

He stopped in his tracks.

He couldn’t believe he was thinking about Aizawa again. After all these years, he didn’t expect himself to think back to his quarrel with the black-haired man.

He clicked his tongue in annoyance.

The H/C-haired man did not want to think about the man anymore. All he wanted to do was to work on his work and not to work on his past broken relations. Everything that happened 5 years ago, should stay in the past, not in the future and bothering him with guilt.

“Y/N!” The man turned to find Aladdin, dressed in much more cleaner clothing than he last saw him in. He couldn’t help but snicker. “Can’t believe you’re wearing cleaner clothes! Hah!!” He laughed. Aladdin laughed along, patting his back like he used to do.

“Now, that’s just mean!” He laughed back.

The pair ended up talking about their lives when the other wasn’t present, just like Y/N did with Jasmine. Suppose the two of them were too loud, because some passersby looked at them with strange looks.

Later, Aladdin had to do something else so he said his goodbyes to Y/N and walked the separate way.

════

Finally, he ended up finishing up his shopping and got what he needed. It was all in his traveling bag.

He was walking past the alley, bright with street lights. Y/N definitely wasn;t expecting his bag to be taken away from his bag in one swift move by a passing person. But he was quick with his instincts and grabbed the bag before it was out of view.

His action caused the robber to stumble back and fall to the ground. Y/N wore his bag again and bent over the fallen robber. He wanted to memorize the face and dragged the robber to the police to report him for the thief.

He took a closer look at the face and entire look.

Long black messy hair, half of it was tied in a messy bun. Sharp cat eyes with dark circles under, black eyes staring right back at him. A dark scruffy goatee on his chin that seems to be maintained well. A single scar across his right cheek, underneath his eye.

“Shota..?” Eyes widened and mouth agape, he looked over with shock. The dark-haired man was also shocked to see a familiar face. “Y/N! I didn’t realize it was you–” Aizawa rushed to say his words, trying to pick himself up.

Y/N gave him a hand and pulled him right back up. “I nearly didn’t recognize you! Your hair gotten longer!” Y/N smiled. He didn’t even realize how much he missed his hoarse voice. He always found it annoying back then, but now… he had a whole different feeling about it.

Aizawa blushed at his comment. “Yeah… It’s a bother to cut it..” he answered, twirling a strand between his fingers. He couldn’t believe that he was seeing Y/N again! Last time he saw him, he looked messy. Now, Y/N looked much cleaner. He looked mature and wise.

The two of them just stood there in silence. In their heads, they had no idea how to talk to each other. Afterall, they end things in a heated arguement.

With a deep sigh, Shota turned to Y/N with a frown on his face. “Look,” He took a step forward. “I’m really sorry for how things ended. I know it’s too late to say this, but– I love you and I’m so sorry I said all those words to you. I never mean to say them, they just came flooding out-”

He was suddenly pulled into a deep and passionate kiss. His eyes wide and his back arched as he was pulled into a kiss by his past lover. His eyes closed and his hands rested on the side on his neck and on his hip.

The two of them pulled apart, a long string of saliva connecting the two of them, their faces flushed and colored a deep red. Shota didn’t realize Y/N was crying until a few drops of water feel to the ground. He looked up at Y/N’s pitiful face.

His eyes were staring at the ground, tears flooding his vision and falling to the ground like rain. His whole body was shaking and hiccups and sniffles could be heard from the older man. “Hey, hey–” Aizawa lifted his head with his hand, revealing his bloodshot eyes from how much he was crying.

“I’m so sorry we ended things like we did. I didn’t want to say all those things– I swear, I-I didn’t mean to!” Aizawa slowly shushes him with a soft smile. “You shouldn’t apologize. I know life must’ve been hard on you.” He pressed his forehead against L/N’s, trying to soothe him.

The two of them ended up staying in that position for a long period of time.

Both relieved the other still loved them just the way they are. Just like old times.

════❖════

★☽A/N: HAHA, I’m not so good at making endings!! Let’s just hope this one goes well!

For my request, an you write a oneshot featuring Aizawa and a male reader in an Aladdin AU please? In the fic, Aizawa is a street rat and is childhood friends with the reader. But as they become adults, their friendship/relationship becomes strained as Aizawa keeps getting into serious trouble with the palace guards while the reader tries to maintain his career as a merchant. What do you think?

Trouble

Street!Rat!Aizawa x Merchant!Male!reader [Aladdin AU]

Summary: Aizawa and Y/N had a good friendship that blossomed into a relationship. But as days went on, Aizawa started to trouble the palace which left him getting chased by the guards. A well-connected merchant to the palace can’t be associated with street rats.. Right?

★☽A/N: I think it’s a really good request! Though it did take a while for me to figure it out, but I hope you like it!!

Contents: ANGST - SLIGHT FLUFF? - ALADDIN AU

════❖════

Y/N was a well-connected merchant, having a really close relationship with the king along with his daughter, the princess.

When he was younger, his father was in charge of a small region in the kingdom before being brutally murdered by the residents’ nobles. His father and the king were close since little lads so the king offered a place for him to stay in the palace after his mother died from an illness. As Y/N grew older, he had trouble in the palace, as some of the servants saw him as a "charity case" for the King. They never treated the boy kindly and would often trick him.

Tricking him into getting out of the palace before locking him out. They would sometimes even seduce or bribe the guards into not letting the boy inside which resulted in him having to stay the night outside. Because of this frequent “accident,” he eventually built a small fort for himself. It was in the corner of the library that he was given permission to take shelter at. The librarian was a close friend of his so she allowed the boy to stay there. He made it out of pillows and such.

But during his frequent stay, it was rather lonely. Atleast.. That was before Shota came into his life. The boy ran into the library and caused a small ruckus, the librarian scolding him for being loud in the quiet space. The boy apologized and made his way into the library’s halls of books. He didn’t like reading much, but he loved reading about how things worked and ideas to cause mischief. He was looking at the books and went to the end of a hall and saw Y/N in the corner with a book in his crossed arms as he slept in the small fort of pillows and blankets.

By curiosity, the black-haired boy inched closer to the fort, carefully making his moves in fear of awakening the sleeping H/C boy. But as he inched closer, he felt his wrist suddenly get grabbed. By shock and fear, he yelled and started to swing his hand to try to get the hand’s grip off him. His eyes trailed from the hand gripping him to the face of the person. It was the sleeping boy who was now awake, his slight sleepy E/C eyes looking at him.

“Who are you?” The H/C cautious eyes watching the black-haired boy. “Why should I tell you?” The boy answered stubbornly. The black-haired boy just stayed silent in response. The now awakened boy just scoffed, “Leave me alone, will you?” He groaned, letting go of the boy’s hand and rolled over to the side to not see the boy’s face.

“You look a bit too young to be out here,” the boy commented, getting a groan of annoyance in response from the other. “You look about my age, aren’t you?” The other boy with H/C hair said in a harsh tone, still faced away from the boy. “I’m 12, you?” The timid looking boy asked. “13,” he answered back. “Oh, you’re older than me,” he realized, shocked.

The black-haired sat down beside the H/C haired boy and continued to sit there in silence for a few hours. Eventually, the 13 year old boy started to feel annoyed by the other’s company. “Would you leave me alone?” He asked with an irritated voice. “If you tell me your name then I might.” The other responded. The 13 year old sighed in defeat and mumbled his name. “Repeat that?” the now curious boy requested. He sighed again and answered with a much clearer voice, “Y/N L/N.” 

“See, that wasn't so bad, wasn’t it?” The black-haired boy smiled.

════

From that day forward, those two were inseparable and would spend time with each other up until they were young adults. It’s now time skipped to their 30’s. Shota being 30 and Y/N being 31. By this time, Shota had the reputation of “the street rat” who hung around with a young boy named Aladdin. While Y/N had the reputation of a successful merchant who was close with the king and his princess.

Originally, the king wanted his daughter to marry Y/N but Y/N protested and had to admit his sexuality. The king was mad at first, clearly enraged by this information but after some time, he started to accept Y/N for his likings.

Though the king never thought Y/N L/N, a practical son to him, would love a street rat like Shota Aizawa. L/N loved Aizawa and he loved him too and started to hang out more often. But Y/N felt some sort of uneasy feeling about the blackhead’s reputation.

If anyone were to find out his relationship with the well-known thief who was friends with another thief and their monkey, his reputation as a merchant would be torn apart.

But he tries his best to spend time with his beloved. Y/N would travel out of the city and would help prosper their kingdom and its wealth. And sometimes he would make an excuse, saying he’s going to another kingdom to get some wealth for the kingdom, but in reality, he was visiting Aizawa and his friend, and the monkey of course.

════

For the past week, Y/N has been…concerned about Aizawa. He has been getting in trouble for years, sure, but now he has been troubling the guards and would always have to run away from them before he could get arrested. And Y/N ended up arguing with him about keeping a low profile.

“Just, please stop! You’ll end up in the dungeon!” Y/N said with a concerned voice. Aizawa just scoffed, “So what? I can always break out,” he said in a relaxed voice, rolling his eyes. “That’s not what I meant.” The H/C haired straightened his posture, he was clearly pissed at his response. “What? That you’re lovey dovey with a thief like me? And you don’t want anyone to know it?” Aizawa also started to lose his temper. “I..” Y/N paused, looked down in some guilt. “Of course, you’re ashamed of me,” Aizawa scoffed. “Oh, don’t twist my words,” Y/N spat with venom. “What? It’s the truth,” Aizawa spat back.

They argued for hours. Each word led to more conflict between them. They said words that they didn’t mean to say. Some words were hurtful too, commenting about their bad childhood and commenting about their personality now. It was a heated argument and it ended not how the two wanted it. It was in heat of the moment and Y/N didn’t mean it when he said,

“Maybe I don’t need someone like you in my life!” In his angered tone. But when he realized his mistake, it was too late to apologize. Aizawa looked at him with shock which turned into disgust and anger and slapped him across the face. “You’re nothing but a privileged man! Don’t ever contact me again,” Aizawa spat out. Y/N wanted to respond, desperate to apologize but Aizawa wanted nothing to do with Y/N at that moment. He left Y/N who stood there frozen, and couldn't utter a word, except two. He spoke to them with such softness, Aizawa couldn’t hear his woes.

“I’m sorry..”

════❖════

★☽A/N: That’s all for this one! But would you guys want a second part? I already have an idea in mind! I know this was a oneshot but I wanted to try doing a cliffhanger! lolol

ℂ𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕥

Fic Type: Oneshot (Requested) Fandom: MHA/BNHA Pairing: Aizawa x Male!Reader Prompt: Male!Reader and Aizawa are pretend dating for an undercover mission, but they have actual feelings towards each other. Word Count: 1,257 words

A knock at the door caught 💙’s attention. He was currently standing in the UA faculty restroom, staring at his reflection in the large mirror. “Are you ready?” Present Mic called out to him. “I think so.” Before stepping out, he adjusted the golden bow tie around his collar. Once he stepped out, he gave 💙 a once over. “Nicee!” The blond gave him a thumbs up. 💙’s eyes scanned the room before they landed on Aizawa. He was dressed in a similar tux. “I can’t believe you convinced me to do this.” Aizawa muttered towards Midnight. “Hey! No one convinced you to! You took up the job without anyone offering!” She shot back at him. He simply rolled his eyes. 

“Are you two ready?” Principal Nexus walked to the table, placing a silver suitcase. Pushing the two buttons on the edge, the case opened revealing a few gadgets. He handed the two of them earpieces as well as a mic to attach underneath their button-up shirts. “Remember, avoid suspicion!” He waved at them, lightly pushing  💙 out the door. “Alright, alright.” Aizawa groaned. He dusted off his navy blazer and adjusted. He began walking to the limo before stopping in his pace and turning around to you. He extended out his hand for 💙 to hold. “We’re supposed to be a couple.” When 💙 didn’t move, he shook his hand a bit, telling him to hold it. 💙 interlaced their fingers together as they walked to the limo. Aizawa held open the door of the limo for his date to climb in, momentarily unlacing their hands. Closing the door behind him with a ‘thump’, Aizawa scooted next to you, turning his palm upward on his thigh for 💙 to hold. “But no one’s around.” He met his question with a glare that said ‘Do it or I’ll kill you,’ to which 💙 obeyed. 

“We’re here.” 💙 whispered into the mic as soon as the objective building was in view. The receiving side muttered out a ‘Proceed’ filled with static. Aizawa held the door open for 💙, then interlocked their arms together as they walked up to the entrance. “Card?” The bodyguard spoke in a gruff voice. Aizawa looked over to 💙 who scrambled to get two fake I.Ds out of his pocket. Once he successfully retrieved the cards, he handed them to the bodyguard. His eyes narrowed as he read the cards before handing them back to 💙. He stepped aside and granted them access to the inside of the building. “I’ll be looking, stay close.” Aizawa’s arm slipped from 💙’s own as he left to explore a corridor. “How’s everything?” It was Midnight speaking over the earpiece. “We got in, Aizawa is looking for possible locations right now.” 💙 replied in a hushed tone as he paced around the foyer. “Alright, don’t stay separated too long you too!” 💙 heard Aizawa groan over the earpiece. “I know.” He replied flatly. 

Aizawa emerged from the hallway once more, striding over to where 💙 was casually leaning against a banister. “Anything?” He asked the Erasure hero. “Nothing yet.” Chatter coming from the entrance caught their attention as they turned to see who it was. In the distance, the owner as well the boss of the villain group they were looking into, stood there surrendered by females in tight dresses. Aizawa pressed himself against 💙’s chest. “Talk about something.” He looked up at him with loving eyes. The sight caught 💙 off guard as he choked back his words, face heating up. “Uhh...weather right?” 💙 mentally smacked himself. “What about it?” He responded. “It’s nice?” “Really 💙?!” Midnight screamed in their earpieces. What happened next, 💙 wasn’t expecting. The Erasure hero doubled over, holding his stomach as he laughed. His eyebrows furrowed together as he watched Aizawa. “Is he...laughing?!” All the other teachers spoke in unison over the earpiece. Unfortunately, the scene didn’t go unnoticed by the Boss. “Hey hey!” He appeared behind 💙 and smacked him on the back. “The party’s not in here!” Aizawa straightened up and glared at the hand touching his date. “C'mon fellas!” His hand remained on 💙’s shoulder as he led them to the ballroom where they were currently holding a party.

While the Boss’ focus was on 💙, Aizawa slipped away from them into another hallway to search what they came there for. “Keep him distracted, I’ll keep looking.” He commanded. He heard 💙’s voice as he was conversing with the Boss which meant that he was doing as told. The hero began opening doors left and right until he finally found what he was looking for. “Documents found.”

“So, 💙 was it? What happened to your date?” The boss inquired. “Uh...he dumped me.” 💙 lied, rubbing his neck nervously. He heard Aizawa snort at his choice of an excuse. “He left you at a party?! Well luckily for you there are several people to pick from! Whatever your choice is!” His grip remained strong on 💙’s shoulder. “Haha... I dunno about that.” The boss came uncomfortable close to his face, whispering in his ear, “Or do you prefer heroes? Specifically, ones that can erase others quirks.” 💙’s blood went cold as he stiffened. Luckily, the heroes on the receiving end of the device heard everything, and they prepared to go to their location for possible rescue and backup. “W-What do you mean?” 💙 tried sounding firm. “Did he really dump you?” The boss’s eyes shone with malice. He moved his grip to 💙’s biceps. 

“💙!” The door to the ballroom slammed open. “I’m sorry! Please take me back!” The room grew silent as you looked at Aizawa dumbfounded. He was never one to make a big scene, and that was exactly what he was currently doing. The grip on 💙’s arms disappeared as he watched the two of them. ‘Go with it!’ Aizawa’s expression read. 💙 decided to play along. “But you left me!” He shouted back. “I thought you deserved better!” The Erasure hero jogged up to 💙, grabbing his hands and pulling him into his chest. ‘I hate this.’ Aizawa repeated over and over in his mind. “Please, take me back.” He cupped 💙’s face, looking at him with eyes full of sorrow. A tinge of guilt twisted at 💙’s stomach. Although they weren’t actually a couple, he still felt hurt at Aizawa’s display of regret. “No.” It left his mouth before he could even think. The room audibly gasped. Aizawa’s eyes widened. On the other hand, the heroes listening in, hung onto each word that was spoken, as if they were watching a drama. 

“Let’s go settle this somewhere private.” 💙 grabbed Aizawa’s tie and dragged him out of the room, leaving the crowd complaining about a conclusion. Just after the two of them were safely outside, they entered the limo. “Would you actually reject me?” Aizawa spoke before he could stop himself. 💙’s expression softened. “Of course not.” He then turned away, internally debating. Turning back to 💙, he gathered courage. “Then...do you wanna date?” He ran a scarred hand through his hair that was currently in a low bun for the occasion. 💙’s hand found Aizawa’s free one, holding it. “I thought you’d never ask.” They exchanged a small smile. They leaned closer to each other, eyes closing slightly to kiss. “Hey you do realize we can still hear you two?” The two pulled away, a visible blush dusting their cheeks. “Uh yea we knew that.” 💙 shot back, throwing Aizawa into another laughing fit.