Hi Hi!! I Loved Your Nsfw Alphabet For Aizawa Sm! I Was Wondering If You’d Do One For Shouto Todoroki

HIII, I wanted to ask for a one shot (if possible) about Aizawa x idol!reader, that it's about the reader being a Kpop idol, and Aizawa is very obsessed with her and goes to all her concerts and spies on her and etc.. . something like that

(Laser: Hello! Thanks for the request :) This was an interesting one to work on and I hope I did it justice. It kind of goes full yandere at the end, so I hope that's alright.)

Idol-ization (Aizawa/F!Idol!Reader)

Content: Yandere themes, obsession, stalking, kidnapping.

MHA-MHA-MHA

Aizawa couldn't explain it.

He had no interest in idols, in celebrity culture in general. Your music wasn't anything like the music he usually listened to, and he'd never been one to be swayed by the looks of a beautiful woman.

But the moment he saw you, he just knew he was doomed. And maybe he'd doomed you, too.

You were in Japan as a part of your world tour, performing concerts and the occasional interview in-between. One of those interviews was with "Put Your Hands Up! Radio" and Mic, who was actually a fan of your music, wouldn't shut up about having the opportunity to meet you. Aizawa had no interest in it, but he let his friend carry on about it anyway.

He happened to be stopping by Mic’s radio station to discuss UA business the day of your interview. He caught some of the end of it as he waited for his friend outside of the broadcast booth, watching you chat with the voice hero live on air through the glass window.

He was struck then by your grace, holding yourself in the way a princess might. By your laugh, a sound that smoothly washed over him, warm and sweet. And your eyes-

God, your eyes.

So… genuine and alluring. There was sincerity there, a spirit that drew him in, and he found that he couldn’t look away from you.

As the interview came to an end, Mic was eager to introduce the two of you. You smiled at Aizawa and shook his hand, and Aizawa was surprised by the softness of your skin, how delicate and breakable you felt in his grasp. He’d forgotten how fragile a person could be.

He followed you back to your hotel that night.

A full week passed of surveilling your every move before he could stop and consider what the hell he was even doing.

This wasn’t normal. This wasn’t behavior wasn’t healthy, especially regarding a stranger. He knew this, but he couldn’t stop himself. He was so fascinated by you, your every move enchanted for him for reasons he couldn’t even begin to understand.

Aizawa learned a lot about you in a short amount of time. Your every waking moment was centered around your career, you were constantly rehearsing, exercising, going to interviews, performances. He learned some of your songs by heart, learned your catchphrases, your brand tie-ins, your style.

He also learned how strict you were with yourself, maintaining your appearance and persona with a level of discipline he rarely saw in anyone. You didn’t allow yourself a single slip-up or indulgence. The grace he was struck by when he first met you was something that you diligently maintained.

He was impressed by your commitment, but also concerned. Constantly working like that wasn’t sustainable (the irony of him having such a thought was completely lost on him). There was only so long someone could continue going the way you were before shutting down.

There were other concerns, too, like just how poor your security was.

You had a small, pitiful detail that had not once caught on to Aizawa’s presence, who barely managed to maintain your precious privacy away from your fans, who wouldn’t stand a chance should a real threat approach you. He’d tailed you when you went to your performances and interviews, sneaking into venues and studios with alarming ease. He had to grit his teeth when he watched your security allow people to get too close. At times, a fan even managed to touch your arm or just barely graze through your beautiful hair. It infuriated him.

You were too vulnerable. You didn’t have an offensive quirk and you had no fighting experience, so there was no way you could properly defend yourself. And the people who were supposed to be looking out for you were doing a piss poor job.

You would never have to worry about anything if Aizawa were there. He knew he could protect you, keep you safe, maybe even convince you to get some rest. If it were up to him.

The last straw was when the inevitable happened and your pathetic security allowed a fan to get through while you were resting one evening (early morning, actually) in your hotel room after a performance. The bastard actually managed to get into your room, catching you by surprise as you were trying to enjoy one of your few precious minutes of free time.

Fortunately, Aizawa was looking out for you. He was in the room and had the pest wrapped up in his capture weapon before you could even scream, anger and a fierce protectiveness the likes of which he’d never felt before coursing through his veins.

When you turned those gorgeous eyes of yours to him, expression full of confusion, dawning recognition, and the lingering hints of fear, he felt his heart throb painfully. He crossed the room to you, grasping your shoulders gently, but firmly. You looked so beautiful, yet so fragile. Too fragile. This world was too dangerous for you, and as that thought cemented itself in his head, something dark and twisted settled in his chest.

He squeezed your shoulders, the gesture meant to be comforting, but there was a possessive edge to it.

“Don’t worry,” he said quietly, a tone of finality to his voice, “I’ll never let anyone hurt you.” He pulled you closer to him, your surprised resistance, still not completely grasping the situation you were in, doing little to stop him.

“I’m going to keep you safe.”

That night, a famous idol on tour in Japan disappeared from her hotel room without a trace.

(Requests)

So many Aizawa/Reader stories pair him with a Reader that's younger, but what about a Reader that's older than him? Where's 40-something MILF Reader? Where's hot mom Reader coming in for a parent-teacher conference at UA sweeping this younger man off his feet?

*slams fist on table* Omega!Aizawa with cute, soft Alpha!Fem!Reader.

Knot that tired man!! He deserves it!!

i write for myself not for comments but dear god getting comments does so remind me of the joy of writing and sharing something

Finally got around to making a tumblr blog. I'll try to be as active as possible but I have a main blog that I'll likely be more invested in. All writing will end up on my AO3 eventually.

Spin The Bottle (MHA/Reader)

Summary: MHA characters during a game of spin the bottle when the bottle lands on you. (Part 1?)

Characters: Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, and Uraraka

MHA-MHA-MHA

Midoriya

The poor boy is a mess. He was already feeling pretty nervous about playing this game and kissing someone in front of others, but then it landed on you! You're the one person he wanted to kiss the most and that just makes it all even more nervewracking.

You don't want to say it out loud when you approach him, but with his green hair...and how red his face is...he really does look a lot like a tomato right now.

He kisses you with his eyes squeezed shut and his lips puckered comically like a fish. Your lips are on his for a single, blessed moment and then they're gone way too soon. Still, he's pretty sure he's ascended to heaven.

Todoroki

You can't tell what he's thinking when the two of you walk up to each other in the middle of the circle of your squealing classmates and friends, whether he's nervous or excited. He's wearing his usual Neutral Roki expression.

After you stare at each other and nothing happens, you decide to make the first move, closing your eyes and leaning in. He meets you halfway.

You think it's going to be a quick, chaste kiss for the sake of the game, but suddenly, Todoroki's hands are holding your face and he's deepening the kiss way beyond what you were expecting from him. Your friends are screaming, your belly is flipping, and heat flares up over your face as if you're the one with the fire quirk.

He releases you and you can only stare up at him in a bewildered daze. "Sorry," he says, looking unruffled as usual, but there's a tinge of satisfaction in those mismatched eyes.

Kirishima

He bounds up to you with all his boyish charm, looking a little nervous, but still excited and friendly. You smile back at him, his energy infectious, and you meet his lips in a soft, sweet kiss.

His lips linger against yours and you melt against each other as the kiss grows deeper. Your hand cups his cheek and his head tilts to the side just so, his lips parting in a sigh and-

"Ouch!"

You pull back at the small sting and a drop of blood drips down from your lip. One of his sharp teeth had nicked you.

He looks at you, guilt stricken, "oh no! I'm so sorry, (Name)!"

You laugh it off, accidents happen after all, and you spend the rest of the night assuring him that you're really okay. The poor guy.

Uraraka

She approaches you bashfully, a pretty blush blooming across her already rosy cheeks. You smile at her and kiss her softly, your eyes closing as she relaxes into the kiss.

She's so distracted by kissing you that she forgets herself, her hands cupping your face in an attempt to bring you in closer. You gasp as your feet leave the floor and suddenly, you're floating towards the ceiling, your gravity negated.

She gasps, "sorry!" her hands go to her cheeks as her blush deepens, now in embarrassment. This, of course, leads her to start floating as well, and you can't help but burst into a fit of giggles, which she quickly joins.

(Requests)

decidedly unfriendly reminder that fanfiction is written by real people with real feelings for free in their free time. it's a labour of love and something to cherish. if you come across a fic that you don't enjoy, that's totally fine, but it is your due diligence as a fellow fan and decent human being to click away. leaving mean comments, absurd rating systems or harassing writers in their inbox while hiding behind an anonymous icon is not an acceptable manner to behave in any fandom and online space ever. it's disgustingly entitled, wildly disrespectful and only serves to discourage people from sharing their writing in a community that is meant to be fun and supportive. the next time you read something you don't enjoy, stop reading it and move on with your day. read something you like and leave kudos and a nice comment there instead. have some common sense and don't be a fucking asshole. it's not that fucking difficult.

Iida/Reader thoughts

You cause some trouble during class or do something reckless during training and Iida lectures you about being more responsible or more careful in that way he does and you're just watching him with a dopey little smile on your face.

Because you know he only does it because he cares and he's so cute when he gets all worked up like that. You could watch him for hours.

He stops in the middle of his rant like, "(Name) are you even listening?"

And you're so cheeky, giving him an amused little, "nope," because you know it'll fire him up even more.

Then you swallow up his sputtering reply with a bunch of kisses until he (momentarily) forgets that he was in the middle of scolding you.

(Requests)

Character Flaws and Their Meanings

Impulsiveness : Acts on instinct without careful planning. Perfectionism : Sets unrealistically high standards, leading to self-criticism. Indecisiveness : Struggles to commit to decisions or choose a path. Arrogance : Overestimates one’s abilities and dismisses others. Pessimism : Habitually expects negative outcomes in most situations. Cynicism : Distrusts the motives and sincerity of others. Overconfidence : Places excessive faith in one’s skills, often underestimating risks. Stubbornness : Resists change and refuses to adapt to new ideas. Jealousy : Feels envious of others' success or possessions. Insecurity : Experiences frequent self-doubt and a lack of confidence. Procrastination : Tends to delay tasks, often leading to missed opportunities. Passivity : Avoids taking initiative and relies on others to act. Aggressiveness : Responds with hostility or force rather than reason. Selfishness : Prioritizes personal gain over the welfare of others. Fragility : Is overly sensitive to criticism and easily discouraged. Egotism : Constantly focuses on oneself and one’s own importance. Defensiveness : Quickly rejects or rationalizes away critique or new information. Manipulativeness : Exploits others to fulfill personal needs or desires. Recklessness : Shows a careless disregard for potential risks or consequences. Resentfulness : Holds lingering bitterness and grudges over perceived wrongs. Distractibility : Finds it hard to maintain focus amid competing interests. Impatience : Lacks the willingness to wait, often spoiling opportunities to learn. Perfunctory : Performs actions in a mechanical, uninspired manner. Self-Doubt : Consistently questions personal abilities and decisions. Arbitraryness : Makes decisions based on whim rather than reason or evidence. Rigidity : Is inflexible and unwilling to consider alternative viewpoints. Gullibility : Trusts too easily, often leading to being misled or deceived. Obsession : Becomes excessively fixated on particular ideas or details. Aloofness : Maintains emotional distance, appearing detached or indifferent. Intolerance : Refuses to accept differing perspectives or lifestyles.

Writing Advice for Brainstorming

Mix genres and time periods: Experiment by combining elements from different eras or genres to create unique settings and narratives.

Use "what if" scenarios: Pose unexpected questions (e.g., What if time travel operated on emotions rather than mechanics?) to spark novel ideas.

Draw from diverse mediums: Engage with art, music, or even scientific papers to inspire unexpected plot twists.

Embrace absurdity: Let illogical or surreal ideas guide you; sometimes the wildest thoughts lead to compelling stories.

Reverse clichés: Identify common tropes in your favorite genres and deliberately invert them to create fresh perspectives.

Incorporate personal anomalies: Transform your idiosyncrasies and personal struggles into rich, multi-dimensional characters.

Use mind-mapping: Visually plot your ideas in a freeform way to uncover hidden connections between disparate elements.

I just have no concept of word count or one-shot length

I try to keep things short but my definition for that sort of thing is really skewed lmao