Things that might've been said in BNHA off-screen

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Aizawa be like

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Tokoyami x OC

Submission requested by @todithy-tzance.

Word count: 1K

Author’s note: Thank you for the wait! I finally sat myself down and finished it today. I hope you’ll enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it! 

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Although growing in a loving family, Nazo’s family members weren’t necessarily the safest people. To add up, having a rather bad history and resentful memories towards the number 2 Hero Endeavour didn’t help either growing up with a father as a villain and a dead mother. That’s why U.A. felt like a fresh new start that soon enough became a home for fifteen-year-old Nazo Kagyaku. It was, after all, the place where you found a second family that, although chaotic, helped him discover more of himself. Being fair with himself, he didn’t mind the chaos between the students as they all lived together at the school’s boarding school plan. After all, it kind of reminded him of his first home, with his father.

“Oi, Nazo!”

Nazo blinked a few times, coming back to reality. He looked around, soon locating the familiar voice that called him. Next to him stood a boy with a bird’s head who looked at him with a curious look. At the sight of the boy, Nazo felt his heart skip a beat, before overflowing with joy. Soon after becoming friends, Tokoyami took a soft spot in Nazo’s heart. Ever since, the two became particularly good friends.

“What’s up?” Nazo asked, his lips curling into a smile.

“I’ve been looking for you everywhere. Are you free this evening?”

Nazo frowned lightly. It was a Wednesday. He wasn’t going anywhere, and it’s not like he could, anyway. The examination period was right around the corner. But still…

“Yeah, I’m free. Why?”

As if reading his thoughts, Tokoyami smiled. “Well, since the examinations will be next week, I was wondering if you wanted to study with me this evening.”

Tha-dump. Tha-dump. Nazo’s heart beat so fast and so hard that Nazo was sure that the whole Japan could hear it. Tokoyami was known for enjoying individual work, especially when it came to things like studying. He preferred the quiet and the peace when he focused, something that became clear during classes. 

“Just… Just us?” Nazo asked, the words slipping from his mouth before he could even realise. 

“Mhm,” Tokoyami hummed, “You know how loud the others are. You’re honestly one of the calmest people I know.”

Nazo couldn’t help but feel his face heat up, along with a smile that set itself definitively for the rest of the day. Him and Tokoyami, studying together. Alone. Although they’ve been good friends, they’ve never actually spent time alone before. So Nazo couldn’t help but think, Wow. To be friends with someone was to have private moments with them as well, something that had yet to happen between Nazo and Tokoyami. If they were to study together with no other friends around, it meant that they would get closer, and maybe, just maybe, Tokoyami would like him better, Nazo thought. 

A couple of hours later, at 3 PM, the classes ended, allowing Nazo to finally take a breath of air. His heart began speeding at the thought that he'll finally spend some time alone with the boy that made him feel so special. If words could describe the way how Tokoyami made Nazo feel, let alone allow the boy to speak those words out loud, Nazo was sure to be the happiest person in the world. It wasn’t as if he didn’t try to put those feelings into words before; he did it only so often that he could talk hours about it. But when it came to actually tell the one his heart longed for so much, things changed a lot. Suddenly, Nazo would feel like his throat would run dry and his heart would beat loudly with the strength of ten suns.

As he walked through the hallway, Nazo felt a tap on his shoulder. Looking behind him to see who tapped him, Nazo couldn’t help but smile. “Tokoyami!”

“Let’s go to the library, shall we?”

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“Tokoyami, are you alright?” 

Ever since the two arrived at the library, Nazo couldn’t help but notice the tensity within the other boy as the two studied. Tokoyami stood as stiff as a stick on his chair, barely saying anything without being asked something. Every now and then, Nazo saw him open his mouth as if to say something, only to be pushed away by a light, forced cough. Upon hearing the question, Tokoyami sighed and looked at Nazo with a heavy look that made Nazo fear for the worst. Did he do something wrong?

“Listen. I asked you if you wanted to study with me here because… we need to talk.”

It felt as if the world began to spin around Nazo. Although Tokoyami’s voice remained as calm and melodious as ever, the words that the boy spoke were meant in a way that pictured either the best news in the world or the worst. And for what Nazo has experienced, the phrase “we need to talk” didn’t mean anything good.

“What’s wrong?” Nazo asked, his voice almost trembling.

“I… I don’t know how to say this. Ever since we met, ever since we became friends, you’ve always been there for me, Nazo. You’ve always had a certain uniqueness that stood out to me, something special that I’ve grown to care about immensely. I care about you more than I can describe in words. You are the most amazing human being in this world, and the most amazing person in my life. I’m in love with you, Nazo Kagyaku. I love you more than life itself.”

For a few moments, silence fell between the two boys. It felt as if time stopped flowing and as if the people around them didn’t exist anymore. Looking into his eyes, Tokoyami couldn’t help but feel a suffocating feeling growing in his throat. Why didn’t Nazo say anything?

“Puh-Please excuse me, I-I don’t know what-” Tokoyami began, only to be stopped by a warm feeling on his hand. Looking down, he saw Nazo’s hand shyly resting over his. 

“No,” Nazo said, “Don’t apologise. I love you too.”

[frozs]

Yeah. He fucking would 

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hey, can you please do a tokoyami and my OC, nazo? i'll DM you the bio of the character if its a yes

Hi!

Yes, I'd love to do it. DM me the details!

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Aizawa: have I ever told you that you cook well?

Yamada: aw, no you haven’t :)

Aizawa: so why do you keep cooking

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Y'allll ok so my friend send me this tiktok with cursed anime images and, look at thisss

Lemme crop it real quick for y'all

I've been laughing at this for five mins now omg

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Bakugou: (walks by)

Denki: THERE GOES THE CRACKHEAD THAT I SEE EACH MORNING

[deerilkka]

Reblog if it’s okay to befriend you, ask questions, ask for advice, rant, vent, let something off your chest, or just have a nice chat.

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I love you

Request/tags: @reality-is-often-disappointing

Ship: Aizawa x Reader

Summary: After some tough weeks at work, a haircut you weren’t really proud of and some mean comments, you breakdown under the pressure. Luckily, Aizawa is there to comfort you.

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Your breath was shaky as you doodled something on a piece of paper, in an attempt to distract yourself from the blue emotions whirling in your head. You got a haircut recently that wasn’t perfect, but was okay, in your opinion. Not everyone seemed to agree. You had a few negative thoughts when looking in the mirror, and the comments you gained from certain family members managed to bring you down a lot.

In another time, you would have resisted better, perhaps, but you did have some difficult weeks at work that didn’t really help your mood up, either. Eventually, you felt your emotions get the best of you. You felt how the lump in your throat grew tighter and more irritating as your eyes began stinging. God, no, you thought. 

For a moment, you checked your phone. It was 5 PM and you expected your boyfriend, Aizawa to enter the house any minute. He finished his classes around this hour, and you hoped he wouldn’t get called for a Pro Hero meeting, patrol or some other job-related business that evening. Those things usually ate up all the evening (and often the night as well), along with all his energy. You wondered, for a moment, if it was selfish of you to ask this much from the universe. In truth, it wasn’t. The unverse seemed to notice your struggle, as keys jingled in the front door, allowing the person you were expecting to enter the house.

“Y/N, I’m home!” He called out, tiredness audible in his voice. 

Youbit your lip, unsure how to respond for a moment. You didn’t want to worry him, but God you needed a hug and some reassurance from him.

“Eh… great!” You said, your voice slightly hoarse from the lump of emotions in your throat, “How was your day?”

Aizawa sighed as he took his jacket off. As much as you tried, you still couldn’t fool him. He’s known you for a solid five years now and dated you for three of them. He probably knew you the best. 

“My day was fine, the usual schoolwork.” he said as he walked up the stairs. He pushed the door to your office open and looked at you softly. “Now, how was your day?”

He walked up to you and rubbed your back slowly. You always found it comforting but this time, even if it still remained comforting, it only resulted in you bursting in tears. 

“Oh dear,” he muttered, “Oh no.”

“I- I’m sorry,” You said. God, you felt like a burden.

“No, no, don’t apologise. Why are you sorry? You didn’t do anything wrong. Come, let’s lay down.”

You stood up slowly and let him carry you to your bedroom, taking slow steps between sobs.The two of you lay down in bed as, unnoticed until then, your cat, a fluffy grey Siberian tomcat named Pogo, followed you into your bedroom. He jumped on the bed at your feet and looked at you curiously, probably wondering why you were so sad. If he could’ve fully understood why you were so upset that day -and week, to be fair- he would’ve said the nicest things to you.

Luckily for you, Pogo was a smart cat. He knew you were upset and although not knowing why you felt the way you did, he made sure to cuddle to your feet, rubbing his fur to your legs. It was something that resulted in you snorting a little in amusement, much to everyone’s relief.

“So, what happened?” Aizawa asked, playing with your hair.

You began to tell him all about those mean comments you received from your family, the tough days with school in which you were literally drowning under the work and pressure to get all your tasks done and the insomnia nights in which blasting music in your earphones felt like the best medicine in the world against the endless daylight frustrations and occupations. Aizawa smiled, a soft chuckle escaping his mouth.

“Silly kitten,” he said, calling you the nickname he always used when amused with you and comforted you, “Going through all this and telling me nothing? Those people who raised you must be blind and dumb. You are beautiful, especially with this new hairstyle. It gives you a fresh look, you know? A cool look. It doesn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful. Whatever you do or say is already perfect.”

“But… that won’t stop them from being rude to me.”

“You’re right. They might not stop. But let’s try not to put their comments to the heart, shall we? You have me with you.”

You nodded. “Okay.”

“Good girl, kitten,” he said. 

He bopped your nose and wrapped his hands around you. You pressed your head against his chest. Through his soft, dark blouse, you could hear the rhythmical, calming beats of his heart. 

“Everything’s going to be okay,” he whispered in your ear, “I promise, Y/n. Everything’s going to be okay. I love you.”

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*this posting just in time when i’m about to have another breakdown*

iLYSM SUTHOR CHANnnnnnn

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I love you

Request/tags: @reality-is-often-disappointing

Ship: Aizawa x Reader

Summary: After some tough weeks at work, a haircut you weren’t really proud of and some mean comments, you breakdown under the pressure. Luckily, Aizawa is there to comfort you.

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Your breath was shaky as you doodled something on a piece of paper, in an attempt to distract yourself from the blue emotions whirling in your head. You got a haircut recently that wasn't perfect, but was okay, in your opinion. Not everyone seemed to agree. You had a few negative thoughts when looking in the mirror, and the comments you gained from certain family members managed to bring you down a lot.

In another time, you would have resisted better, perhaps, but you did have some difficult weeks at work that didn’t really help your mood up, either. Eventually, you felt your emotions get the best of you. You felt how the lump in your throat grew tighter and more irritating as your eyes began stinging. God, no, you thought. 

For a moment, you checked your phone. It was 5 PM and you expected your boyfriend, Aizawa to enter the house any minute. He finished his classes around this hour, and you hoped he wouldn’t get called for a Pro Hero meeting, patrol or some other job-related business that evening. Those things usually ate up all the evening (and often the night as well), along with all his energy. You wondered, for a moment, if it was selfish of you to ask this much from the universe. In truth, it wasn’t. The unverse seemed to notice your struggle, as keys jingled in the front door, allowing the person you were expecting to enter the house.

“Y/N, I’m home!” He called out, tiredness audible in his voice. 

Youbit your lip, unsure how to respond for a moment. You didn’t want to worry him, but God you needed a hug and some reassurance from him.

“Eh… great!” You said, your voice slightly hoarse from the lump of emotions in your throat, “How was your day?”

Aizawa sighed as he took his jacket off. As much as you tried, you still couldn’t fool him. He’s known you for a solid five years now and dated you for three of them. He probably knew you the best. 

“My day was fine, the usual schoolwork.” he said as he walked up the stairs. He pushed the door to your office open and looked at you softly. “Now, how was your day?”

He walked up to you and rubbed your back slowly. You always found it comforting but this time, even if it still remained comforting, it only resulted in you bursting in tears. 

“Oh dear,” he muttered, “Oh no.”

“I- I’m sorry,” You said. God, you felt like a burden.

“No, no, don’t apologise. Why are you sorry? You didn’t do anything wrong. Come, let’s lay down.”

You stood up slowly and let him carry you to your bedroom, taking slow steps between sobs.The two of you lay down in bed as, unnoticed until then, your cat, a fluffy grey Siberian tomcat named Pogo, followed you into your bedroom. He jumped on the bed at your feet and looked at you curiously, probably wondering why you were so sad. If he could’ve fully understood why you were so upset that day -and week, to be fair- he would’ve said the nicest things to you.

Luckily for you, Pogo was a smart cat. He knew you were upset and although not knowing why you felt the way you did, he made sure to cuddle to your feet, rubbing his fur to your legs. It was something that resulted in you snorting a little in amusement, much to everyone’s relief.

“So, what happened?” Aizawa asked, playing with your hair.

You began to tell him all about those mean comments you received from your family, the tough days with school in which you were literally drowning under the work and pressure to get all your tasks done and the insomnia nights in which blasting music in your earphones felt like the best medicine in the world against the endless daylight frustrations and occupations. Aizawa smiled, a soft chuckle escaping his mouth.

“Silly kitten,” he said, calling you the nickname he always used when amused with you and comforted you, “Going through all this and telling me nothing? Those people who raised you must be blind and dumb. You are beautiful, especially with this new hairstyle. It gives you a fresh look, you know? A cool look. It doesn’t have to be perfect to be beautiful. Whatever you do or say is already perfect.”

“But… that won’t stop them from being rude to me.”

“You’re right. They might not stop. But let’s try not to put their comments to the heart, shall we? You have me with you.”

You nodded. “Okay.”

“Good girl, kitten,” he said. 

He bopped your nose and wrapped his hands around you. You pressed your head against his chest. Through his soft, dark blouse, you could hear the rhythmical, calming beats of his heart. 

“Everything’s going to be okay,” he whispered in your ear, “I promise, Y/n. Everything’s going to be okay. I love you.”

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No one:

Shinso, sometime after his fight with Deku: Fuck everyone, except Midoriya.

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*during homeroom*

Denki, joking: Sensei, who are you?

Aizawa, extremely sleep deprived, looking off in the distance: Who am I?(looks back at Denki) That’s a great question. I didn't expect that question.

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Ai'ght random thing. I think I'll separate this blog from my main. Why?

When I made this account, I didn't go in to make a whole new account and stuff. I simply just tapped the "create blog".

Now, it isn't such a big issue in my normal posting but it's irritating me into the orbit how, if I want to answer to someone's comment or send an ask under this blog, it always comes under my main. So I think I'll make a new account under the same name and repost my stuff there.

I'll keep y'all updated.

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HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY, I HOPE YOUR DAY IS FILLED WITH JOY

🥺🥺🥺 Thank you anon!!!! Ily ❤💙💜🧡💛🤍💚🖤

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Low-key hyped for my birthday tomorrow 👁👄👁

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Hi! I just wanted to let you know how amazing you are. You're one of the first Naruto blogs I followed and you're definitely one of my favourite. I hope you have a great day and that things work out for you just the way you want them to! If you need to talk to someone, I'm here! (I'm the anon who send you an ask under the name of Almost-correct-BNHA-quotes) (I hope I tagged myself LMAOO)

Oh thanks I love you I just miss naruto and my

Mental health will allow it for now. To indulge Amman’s MSN’s

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I see. Well, take your time and take care of yourself!