#reader x eraserhead

[khaotic-kitsunes]

Sensitivity

Not a bad idea really...I can definitely see this as something that eraserhead would do, so lets see how it goes! As always, click on the read more to see what scenario you’ve been blessed with today~

Well, not blessed with but you get the idea...anyway, be sure to let me know what you think! Though, this is an old request that I never got around to...ahah...

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Cheeky Kitsune 🦊💋

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 You moaned out loudly in surprise, moaning as you felt Shouta’s fingers thrust deep into you, wiggling inside of you until you felt him brush up against your sweet spot; the tell-tale whine making him chuckle low. Unfortunately for you, you couldn’t see his signature grin, the grin that you had oh-so-easily fallen in love with; for you, there was only darkness.

 Sensory deprivation. Shouta had suggested the idea to you a few nights prior, asking you if you would trust him to blindfold you and of course, you had agreed to the idea without a second thought and truthfully, it had sounded like fun when he first brought it up. Sadly, you had to work the very next day, so you had to ask him to put it off until today; a nice Saturday night with no other commitments.

 However, right now you were questioning your sanity. You were so stupid, you should have realised that being blindfolded would make his torturous teasing feel even more pleasurable for you, that he would use your helpless state to push you to the brink of orgasm; only to deny you time and time again.

 But no, you had been an idiot, you had trusted him and believed that he wouldn’t tease you this one time. You had been so incredibly wrong and you had long ago lost count of the number of times he had denied you what you so desperately needed.

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 “You’re trembling, Kitten…”

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 Your hips bucked down against his touch as his thumb brushed over your clit teasingly, his fingers thrusting at a slow pace that was driving you insane; building your pleasure back up to an unbearable point, but still not allowing you your release. You had no idea when he would finally allow you to orgasm, the only thing you could do; was hope that it would be sometime soon.

 “It’s nice though, you look good like this” He added the words quietly, his hot mouth closing over your overly-sensitive nipple; tongue circling the bud mercilessly. Shouta was truly a cruel man when it came to pleasuring you and he always had been. He always teased you and never let you orgasm until he was ready; it didn’t matter if you were more than ready for the release. The decision was his and his alone.

 “Shouta…Shouta come on, please…” You whined out quietly, mewling when he rubbed his thumb over your clit again, making your back arch from the sudden rush of pleasure that came from his touch; you were starting to get dangerously close again and he was well-aware of it.

 “Say, ‘please’ for me again Kitten” Shouta instructed quietly, lifting his head from your chest while his fingers moved harder and faster, making it increasingly difficult for you to stutter out the word he wanted to hear; though it was almost impossible when he was teasing you like that.

 “P-Please…! Please, please, please, please!” You cried out the word over and over again, whimpering when he removed his fingers from your trembling body; a quiet chuckle falling from his lips. You couldn’t believe what you were hearing, he was actually going to deny you again, even though you had done exactly what he had said.

 “Well done Kitten, such a good girl.” Shouta let the praise fall from his lips moments before you felt him rub up against your soaked folds, seconds before he buried every inch of his dick inside you; the action causing a loud gasp of relief to spill from your oversensitive body.

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 “That’s it, nice and easy…don’t worry Kitten, I’ll make you cum soon. I promise.”

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 You moaned out loudly when Shouta began to move his hips slowly, each thrust causing that all too familiar heat to quickly build up in the very pit of your stomach; signalling your fast approaching release. Your hands moved up to his back as his hips moved at an unforgiving pace, nails dragging over his muscles while Shouta bit over your neck, making his way along the sensitive skin; his hips bucking each time your walls clenched down around him. You were so close; if he stopped now, you might just kill him.

 You cried out his name loudly, curling your toes as your orgasm rushed through your body; Shouta still continuing to move his hips and helping you ride out your much-needed orgasm until you were a shaking mess beneath him with moans spilling from your lips continuously.

 Unable to stop yourself, you whimpered out helplessly while Shouta continued to fuck you, your body relaxing into the bed from the mind-blowing pleasure. When Shouta had promised you that he could make you feel good, this most certainly wasn’t what you had imagined. Though you couldn’t say that you hated it; you only wished that he would let you cum sooner next time.

 “Look at you…I didn’t break you did I, Kitten? Do you need a break?” Shouta questioned you softly, fingers running over your cheek, causing you to shake your head; not wanting the seemingly endless pleasure to come to a stop just yet.

 You were a big girl; you could handle it.

[200th-piece-of-glass]

BNHA Headcanon

Quirk Idea

So what if the reader had a quirk that had to do to with their past fears. So let’s take my one past fear, I used to be scared of Big Bird from Sesame Street and when I would close my eyes I would think that he was on the edge of my bed waiting for me to look his way so that he could see the fear in my eyes as he choked me( with his wings/hands). I’ll come back to that but, If the reader is pressured enough, put in life threatening situations, or if their anxiety builds up too much they will release a cover of shadows in which anyone around them at the moment would experience their own fears, fast traumas, and or have a huge wave of anxiety due to what the reader is being put through. And so I come back to my Big Bird fear, so basically for the reader , big bird for an example, the worse their mental state would become the more big birds or other fears would appear. Yet the thing is that it will only be visible to the reader or to relax a bit the fear would become more and more visible to others and with the more they relax with their mental state in ruins their fears would become able to even have physical contact with others. 

So this might happen the reader thinks that their partner might leave for someone else because they think that they aren’t good enough so in their eyes they have the image of their partner leaving with some other person on loop. Basically if their partner is there and knows exactly what their quirk does the readers partner obviously would ask what they are seeing atm and what they are scared about what they think might happen. The reader wouldn’t want to bother them with their quirk problem so they say that it’s nothing but their partner would insist so the reader would just make it visible to others then their partner would comfort them, leave them for being insecure, or say smth along the lines of “how did you know?” y’know the possibilities.

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[ryujin-zanba]

Party Animal

This one got a little long 😅

It’s Midnight’s birthday and Aizawa insists that he’s happy to come along with you to the party, but there’s a reason the underground hero tends to avoid such high-energy occasions~

Rating: Teen & Up Words: 1125 Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Social Anxiety, Separation Anxiety, Panic Attacks, Caretaking, Anxious Aizawa

This is undeniably the very last place Aizawa wants to be, but it’s Nemuri’s birthday and she’s been his friend nearly as long as Hizashi, so he couldn’t really decline. 

 Well, he could have, and he would have... if it weren’t for you.

 Not that you’d pushed him to come. On the contrary, you’d assured him you’d make excuses for him if he wanted to stay home, but surprising though it is, Aizawa would rather endure the discomfort of a loud party and be with you than be without. 

 He flinches at the first hint of music as you cross the street. It’s audible from out here, so inevitably it’s going to be even louder inside, and you notice how Aizawa hunches his shoulders up to try and defend his ears without making it obvious that he’s already uncomfortable.

 “Sweetheart,” you tut, trying to unball a clenched fist by taking his hand. “We can go home. I know this isn’t your scene and Nemuri has known you long enough to understand if you didn’t want to—”

 “I’m fine,” he lies, “besides, who’s gunna’ make sure you get home safe? It’s only logical that I accompany you.”

 “…Right,” you smirk, catching his eye for a second and watching how he quickly averts his gaze and blushes a little.

 “Come on,” he insists, squeezing your hand in preparation for the stress he’s about to expose himself to. “Let’s just get this over with.”

 You say nothing, but find yourself giving the back of his head an affectionate scratch.

 He says it’s only logical, but really there’s nothing logical about him being here at all, given how he is. That’s how you know it’s not logic though, it’s simply you, and he’d brave anything for you, even one of Midnight’s famously wild birthday parties. 

 It’s at a night club, so after flashing your invites you’re swiftly ushered inside.

 Aizawa is already gripping your hand like he’s hanging off a cliff by it, and you see how his jaw clenches as the pounding music thrums in his bones and sends signals to his brain that tell him his tolerance for this high-energy situation is already on a timer. 

 You quickly spot the birthday girl on her pedestal chatting away to her boys and several other heroes, and you catch her eye with a wave, attempting to make your way over only to realise you’re anchored to something.

 “Shou? Come on let’s go over there, it’s a bit quieter on that side,” you encourage, leaning in so you don’t have to shout too much.

 You feel him shaking his head as he leans in closer too, putting his other hand on your shoulder as he struggles for a moment to try and find his voice.

 “There’s a crowd,” is the best he can do in terms of an explanation. 

 It’s good enough for you to understand though, and you kiss his cheek reassuringly before guiding him to the edge of the dance floor and weaving your way around instead of diving into the throng of people. 

 Having lost sight of you for a moment, Nemuri looks surprised when you pop up again, and she hops down from the garish leopard-print love-seat to greet you both. 

 “So glad you came!” the R-rated hero cheers. “Hey, you’re a real miracle-worker, y’know? This one’s never been to a single one of my birthdays,” she points out with a playful jab at the ornery man beside you.

 Aizawa makes no attempt to defend himself from that since it’s not really a lie, but just when you think he might be getting a little more comfortable here, his body goes rigid at the sound of Hizashi’s hazy voice rasping through the speakers. 

 “Hey-hey-hey, listeners! Present Mic is in the house!” he announces, addling on as Aizawa slumps beside you and grumbles that he needs a drink.

 You couldn’t hear him over the noise, but you saw his lips movie, and it seems like Midnight had the same idea as she gives an order to one of her boys, who then sweeps over and offers to escort you. 

 “We’re getting drinks,” you inform after briefly conferring with the young hero. “You stay here, okay?” 

 “Huh?!” Aizawa starts when, too soon before his rattled brain has processed your words, you’re letting go of his hand. “W-wait! I’ll come!” he insists, panic taking hold in seconds when the crowd swallows you up. 

 “Hey, Shouta, you doin’ okay?” Nemuri investigates as she stops clapping along to Hizashi’s chanting for a moment and notices how the underground hero is visibly starting to show distress. 

 Aizawa doesn’t answer, he just continues searching frantically through the sea of people for a hint of you.

 “The bar’s just over there, hun,” she points out to him, catching on quick. “They won’t be long.”

 “I feel dizzy,” Aizawa murmurs, his breathing frantic as the walls start to warp and the crowd seems to swell and draw threateningly near to him. 

 He’s so disoriented that he doesn’t actually realise who’s talking to him at first when you steady him and say, “Are you uncomfortable? Do you want to leave?” 

 “I’m gunna’ throw up,” Aizawa moans deliriously, sweat on his brow as he grows faint.

 The brief conversation between you and Nemuri goes something like: “Is he okay? Do you need me to help?” and “It’s alright, I’ve got him. We’ll go outside for some air. I’ll text you if we need to leave.”

 But all Aizawa hears is a deafening buzz before going limp in your arms as you gather him up.

   “Ah, there he is,” your gentle voice rings clear now as Aizawa comes to.

 He looks a little bewildered by your jacket being on him, but then as one thing after another comes into focus, his situation becomes less strange and he gathers that you’re sat on the steps out back.

 “Have some more water, sweetheart,” you encourage, bringing the plastic cup to his flaky lips for him.

 “Ugh, what’s that taste?” Aizawa grimaces when he realises how dry and acidic his mouth feels.

 “You threw up,” you enlighten.

 “Oh... th-thanks,” he mumbles as he takes the cup and swills his mouth out before downing the rest. 

 “Ready for home then?” you conclude as you get up and stretch your arms a little. “I’m actually pretty partied out,” you lie to spare him from that hang-dog expression that implies his guilt over dragging you away so soon.

 “Yeah,” Aizawa sighs. “Gotta’ make sure you get home safe, right?” he reminds, managing a weary smile. 

 His knees buckle as he starts to stand, but you catch him just as faithfully as every other time. 

 “Come on, party animal,” you wink. “I’ll carry you.”

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[dekuimagines]

What happened to you?

It was a particularly quiet night for the young hero as he sat perched on a building his binding cloth blowing gently in the breeze it was on nights like this that he found himself still lost in the mystery of you, the two of you had gone to high school together, well part of high school. Halfway through your second year, you were transferred out. It was so sudden but your father had apparently gotten a promotion that he just couldn’t miss so you were whisked off to Germany or at least that was the story he was told. None of it really made sense to him he figured even if you did move that you would keep in contact or at the very least visit but after that day you disappeared never to be seen again. He never did find out what came of you. He would find himself at times asking Yamada if he remembers you, usually when he was drunk or in a mood. Today it seemed to be one of his mood days as he couldn’t get you out of his mind. He always remembered how powerful and go lucky you were often encouraging the other classmates to do their best it was always surprised that you weren’t the class Rep just barely beat out by his friend Yamada simply for his loud personality and ability to capture the attention of all. Though you seemed to always capture his with your ( h/c) hair that always seemed to fall just the right way and your (e/c) eyes that seemed to almost always catch the light in such a way that they sparkled. He was always mesmerized when he saw you. Your carefree nature and powerful quirk, what was your quirk again? He was broken from this thoughts as his pager went off signaling that there was a bank robber in progress. “ So much for a quiet night” he muttered softly as he began to jump from roof to room nimbly making his way to the ground as he ran towards the direction of the bank. Even while he ran he tried to desperately remember your quirk. For some reason it had always escaped his mind perhaps you didn’t use it all that often. He didn’t realize he was there till a pair of large strong vines wrapped around his body specifically around his goggle cladded eyes. They knew exactly what his weakness was. “ Aizawa Shouta I was wondering why I would run into you” he heard a voice say and his heart nearly stopped. “ (Y/N)” the name slipped through his lips one of the few places not covered in the strong vines. “ Glad you recognize my voice Shouta, now I have to go” he heard your voice say as the vines slowly loosened once they were loose enough for him to be able to pull them off and look around you were gone. His heart ached, how was this possible, of course, he had always been suspicious of you simply disappearing he never thought it would come to that. The rest of the night was rather uneventful as he told the police what he knew but neglected to say your name. Perhaps it was shock or disbelief but he felt like he needed solid evidence first or at least a chance to talk to you again.

Weeks passed before he saw you again, this time he was much more careful as he was able to nullify your quirk before you could use it on him. “ I knew you would always make a good hero Aizawa” he heard her say the same supportive girl that she always was. “ I always thought you would be a hero too” he said as he managed to capture her or at least he thought he had as he watched your face turn cold, “ Well people change Shota, “ it was a tone he had never heard before as his time was up and he was once again encased in vines this happened several times and he sighed lightly knowing eventually he would have to ask for help but for now he figured you were his problem. You were his crush he would figure out what happened even if it meant not being a hero anymore.

Meanwhile back at the villain base that you resided in you collapsed against the floor while a ghost-like mist floated out of your mouth and into the body that was currently on the bed. “ Well, I have to say I liked not being recognized but messing with your little high school crush is way more fun” the voice cold and the women laughed while you laid there barely able to move tears streaming down your face.

// possible part 2? I’ve mulled over this idea for a while now and it would probably take place before he became a teacher.

[erasershoxta]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 12/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Reader Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Iida Tenya, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Bakugou Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Shinsou Hitoshi, Ashido Mina Additional Tags: Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, Romance, Eventual Romance, Developing Relationship, Eventual Relationships, Fire, slight mention of death Summary:

You're a new hero with a quirk you have no control over. Luckily, a pro has stepped up to help.

New chapter! Sorry it took so long! 

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 8/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Reader Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Iida Tenya, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Bakugou Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Shinsou Hitoshi, Ashido Mina Additional Tags: Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, Romance, Eventual Romance, Developing Relationship, Eventual Relationships Summary:

You're a new hero with a quirk you have no control over. Luckily, a pro has stepped up to help.

New chapter up! 

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 5/? Fandom: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Reader Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Midoriya Izuku, Class 1-A (My Hero Academia), Iida Tenya, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Bakugou Katsuki, Kaminari Denki, Kirishima Eijirou, Shinsou Hitoshi, Ashido Mina Additional Tags: Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru, Smut, Fluff and Smut, Eventual Smut, Romance, Eventual Romance, Developing Relationship, Eventual Relationships Summary:

You're a new hero with a quirk you have no control over. Luckily, a pro has stepped up to help.

So I now have 5 chapters of my fic up. I’m actively looking for constructive criticism so please read! I hope you like it!

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

hi, reposting this because it has THREE CHAPTERS up now!

lmk what you think!