Umm personally I don't know why but I see a professor Enji as either a strict maths teacher or a die hard ex military PE teacher that makes ypu run 50 laps for a small mistake but has (secretly) major hots for a certain innocent young student of his đ
yes yes yes i am all for this âĄ
this is an older ask, but lemme scribble out a quick somethinâ for it~
tags/warnings: tw age difference, pervy teacher Enji, tw teacher student, all characters are of age, tw abuse of power, tw power imbalance, virginity kink, sweat kink, punishment
word count: 922
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Youâre faltering.
Twentieth lap and youâre faltering- pace slowing and sweat dripping from your brow, shirt beginning to cling to your form as you force your legs to keep going.
You have thirty more laps before you can stop.
Your crime? Whispering to a friend as you filed out onto the field during class earlier that day.
His punishment? Keeping you after school and making you run fifty laps around the soccer field in the blistering hot sun.
Enji takes a sip from his water bottle and watches as you struggle along your run- eyes hungry and shaded by his sunglasses, arms crossed over his chest.
Such a good student, usually- Enji has never really needed to punish you, scold you. Youâre always so respectful, so polite- not like his other students with their smart mouths and vulgar tongues.
Respectful, polite, courteous, and...stunning.
Enjiâs eyes follow you and his lashes lower as they take in your bare legs and sluggish stride, the slight jostle of your breasts. You pass him, panting, and you pause just for a moment, bend over and plant a hand on your knees as you try to catch your breath. He takes a moment to enjoy the sight, but then heâs frowning- scowling, eyes narrowed as he huffs.
âRun. You still have twenty laps to go.â
The words have you flinching- shoulders drawing up high as you jolt back up- and Enji thinks he might hear a whimper sound from you as you start to move once more.
Lips twitching, he watches you- standing stoic and still, uncaring of the way the sun beats down on him and has sweat trickling down the back of his neck. You have to be thirsty, he knows, but Enji doesnât bother thinking about it- instead he wonders if any of the little shits in your grade have got to you yet, if youâre still a good girl or a slut like all the other girls that keep bringing shame to your senior class.
He thinks youâre good- you always shy away from the boys in the class, never really seem to have much friends. You probably havenât been given the chance to be bad. Which is good, of course- girls like you are rare these days and the thought of some fumbling, inexperienced brat claiming you first sets his teeth on edge.
Innocence is wasted on idiots.
Ten more miles, five- you grow slower and slower with each lap and you only kick up the speed when he tells you to get it into gear. Youâre looking haggard now- exhausted and filthy and miserable- and Enji could almost swear your eyes are teary as you pass him on the second to last lap.
Finally, though, youâre done and you collapse onto the bench as soon as you pass the finish line- chest heaving and legs visibly trembling as you pant and gasp. Enji huffs and he reaches into his cooler, presses a bottle into your palm. He towers over you as you eagerly swallow the water down and watches the way your throat moves with the motion, traces the path of a sweat droplet as it slips down your chin, your neck, below your drenched shirt.
Plastic crumples as you squeeze a now empty bottle and Enji nearly snorts at how slick your face is, wets his lips when heâs greeted with the sight of yours- parted and shining, oh so very tempting.
âHave you learned your lesson?â he asks- voice a bit too low, sunglasses sliding down the bridge of his nose to reveal bright turquoise eyes darkened into something murky, ominous. You startle at the question- sluggish, hooded eyes fluttering wide as your lips quiver. He hasnât seen you like this before and Enji thinks he might enjoy it and the way you curl into yourself meekly, duck your head in submission.
A soft and weary âyes sirâ slips from you and Enji clicks his tongue as he watches the way you clasp your shaking hands together- whole body tense and your breasts pressing against one another, the fabric of your shirt clinging to your chest and outlining your bra.
He canât help but to wonder if what you wear underneath your shirt is white and plain and innocent or if itâs frilly, sweet, cute and so easily torn- if you wear lace or cotton, what shade your nipples are.
Enji allows himself one last look over your trembling form and he huffs, pushes his sunglasses back up into place.
âHit the showers and head home,â he orders you. âI expect better behavior from now on.â
A flinch and then youâre nodding- eyes cast down as you mumble out another tiny âyes, sirâ and something close to sniffle sounding as you shakily stand from the bench.
Enji watches as you stumble away- steps fumbling and clumsy, your gait drifting as you try to get back into the building without collapsing. You disappear from sight and Enji adjusts his straining cock in his shorts, glances down at the jacket you had shed and forgotten on the ground. Itâs soft in his hand when he picks it up and it smells nice- soft and floral, just as delicate as its owner. He should scold you for being so careless with your possessions, teach you a lesson about personal responsibility.
Lips twitching, Enji heads to his office with your jacket thrown over his shoulder and the image of you panting and trembling and submitting to his punishment seared into his mind.
well, hes a fine young man. if you overlook the atrocisties
Long black hair ? Anime men ? Kinda cold or crazy ? Boom I simp.
my kink is shiggy going absolutely feral and wrecking the pussy
 I am soooo sorry this took so long to respond to. Iâve been working nutty hours and itâs been busier than usual. Iâm also sososo sorry the quality sucks. I wrote half of it tonight and I am crazy sick. Iâve got some sort of awful flu and Iâm like coughing to the point where I canât breathe and my mouth tastes like blood and my body feels like I was hit by a train. I hope you like it though :/ (BTW this ended up way longer and weirdly⊠sweeter than I originally intended? I hope itâs still okay though)
Heâs sitting at the bar, and admittedly, heâs had a few more drinks than he usually has. Originally, he just wanted to take the edge off, but now heâs feeling a little bit loose. His inhibitions are definitely lower than they should be, so heâs maintaining his composure by trying to keep to himself. He very rarely allows himself to relax like this, but itâs been one hell of a week, and his pent-up rage and anger is threatening to boil over unless he lets himself decompress. Itâs for his sake, and more importantly, for the sake of everyone around him, so he allows himself this one.
Thereâs only one little problem.
That problem is you.
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This was a Patron request and was available to them 2 weeks early.Â
Unedited drabble uhh idk some D/s stuff, fem reader, etc.
IMO? you canât.
Aizawa is a man of composure, confidence, and, most importantly, he doesnât tolerate manipulative bullshit.
If youâre one of the lucky few heâs given glimpse at his true self, it would be the ultimate betrayal for you to try and make him jealous. Aizawa would drop you like a bad habit.Â
Now, that doesnât mean heâs indifferent when someone hits on you. Quite the contrary.Â
Itâs inevitable, really. Youâre smart, beautiful, and itâs natural for young bucks to try challenging the stag in charge eventually.Â
And god damn does he enjoy watching it all go down.Â
Itâs almost like he sets it up, really. A night out on the town, just you and him in some college bar at the heart of the city. He watches you like a hawk when you step up to the counter to ask your waitress for a refill, the clever hero smirking all the while.Â
It doesnât take long for a guy to try his luck when he thinks that youâre alone. Aizawa chuckles against the rim of his glass, taking a leisurely sip. He already knows how youâll react.Â
Shyly, you tuck a strand of hair thatâs not even there behind your ear. You thank him for the offer to buy you a drink, but naturally, decline. And, of course, the stranger doesnât take the hint.Â
Shouta polishes off his drink in one swallow. He moves quietly anyway, but beneath the speakerâs bass you never hear him coming. A soft squeak escapes you as his unexpected hand slips around your waist, pulling you against him.
He doesnât have to say anything. Â
With no further trouble, the guy shrugs, walks off, and makes his way to the other side of the bar to rejoin his drunken friends, leaving you to the mercy of your lover.
Aizawaâs incredibly proud of you. Anyone with functioning vision wouldâve considered the guy a pretty decent catch. Despite this, you didnât give him the time of day.
Youâre antsy the whole way home.
As you start to unwind in your shared bedroom, Aizawa grins when your hand slips up his chest and you look to him with pleading eyes. Youâre only human, he thinks. Itâs natural that some sexual attention got you all revved up.Â
With a hum he brings his fingers to grip your chin, looking down at you through hooded, smiling eyes.
âDoes my girl need some attention..?"Â
Bringing his mouth down to your ear, he gives the lobe a gentle nip. You shudder and moan.Â
"I suppose it is time to reward my pet for being such a good girl.â
By the time Aizawaâs through with you, itâll be a long while before youâre able to string your thoughts together.Â
Shouta Aizawa doesnât get jealous. He just rewards good behavior generously.
Word Count: 1k
Commission for: @proscetta
Pairing: Aizawa x Reader
Warnings: Noncon, Somnophilia, Third-year student reader, Daddy kink
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I had a thought. Hawkâs s/o owning a huge stuffed animal she always cuddles,n whenever sheâs not looking or leaves the room alone w stuffed toy n hawks... he lik. Rubs himself on it- to make it smell like him- for the pure sake of seeing it as his only competition- n wanting it to remind her of him when she smells it- Jfjffjjf idk
Anon Iâm so sorry that I totally twisted your scenario into something 20x more ridiculous than it already was I have no idea what this is.
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Hawks was the top bird. He knows that. He knows that you know that. No one keeps you safe, provides for you, and makes you feel good like he does. You said it yourself, âYouâre the greatest thing thatâs ever come into my life.â He believes you.
But that doesnât make your relationship with that other bird any less infuriating. You said that heâs an old gift from a friend, but Hawks isnât going to let down his guard. Not with the way you cuddle up to the other bird. âIâm cuddly too,â Hawks thought whenever he watched you. There were never any intrusions when it was just you and him in the great outdoors. All of your attention was on him, as it should be. But once you both were back at your place, and you just needed to lie down and rest, youâd always let that little bastard join the party.
Hawks never said anything about it, and neither did the other bird. âAnd he never will, if he knows whatâs good for him.â Â He pulls you in extra close and plants several kisses on your face. Possessive, he knows, but there arenât many ways to get his point across to his innocent-looking rival, who wasnât reacting to Hawksâs display of dominance. The other bird had a poker face that competes with his, Hawks had to admit, and it was honestly starting to piss him off.
âHow about I show him something that heâll never have.â
Your surprised little âoh!â made Hawks smirk as he rolled you onto your stomach, yanking off your pants and underwear. He frees himself and rubs your slippery folds. The sudden eagerness excites you. âMmmm, Hawks. Being aggressive tonight?â
âI just think you could use a refresher tonight, baby.â He pushes inside and rests all of his weight on top of you, fucking you into the mattress.
Your cries are nice and loud. Good. âAh! Yes, Hawks! Harder!â
He loves it. Keep crying out for him. âWhatâs that? Whoâs the one fucking you right now?â
âHawks!â
âWho makes you whine like a bitch in heat?â
âYou! You do, Hawks!â
Hawks looks to the side to ensure that adorable bastard was watching.
Ah yes, he is. With those soulless eyes and blank expression. Always acting like everything was fine. Hawks growled and fucked you harder.
âGot nothing to say, little guy?â
âWhat, do you like watching your girl get taken by someone else? Is that what youâre into?â
You try to turn your head. âHawks? Who are you talking to?â
He ignores you and keeps on going. âDo you wish youâre the one who can make her feel like this? Huh?!â
Still nothing. This little shit refuses to crack. Â
You follow Hawksâs gaze and are very confused to see where it lands. âA-are you talking to my stuffed animal?â
Your question seems to anger him as he humps you into the sheets. âIs that what he is to you? A plush and cuddly stuffed animal?â
âWhat? What the hell does that even mean?â
âYou really donât think that sweet little peacock wants more than just cuddles? That maybe he wants to be the one to have you?â
âWHAT?!â
You spring up fast enough to catch Hawks off-guard and knock him back onto his ass. âB-baby?â He says in wide-eyed confusion.
You stand up and angrily pull your panties back up. âYouâve done some crazy shit during your ruts, but this? Iâm so done, you delusional horny competitive pigeon.â You stomp out of the room and shut the door before he can say anything more.
Hawks just stares at the door, shaking. The anger boiling within him was ready to bubble over. He glares at the cunning bastard responsible for this. âThis is what he wanted. He wanted me to lose my cool when I thought I was winning.â Of course you would want your two favorite birds to play nice. Why did he have to be so stupid? All he did was make the peacock look like the calm and civil guy while Hawks was trying to assert dominance like a savage.
âYou havenât won this. Youâre a clever bastard, Iâll give you that. But Iâll always be the one she chooses.â
As always, the other bird stays silent. Maybe he agrees. Maybe he knows that you belong to Hawks and only Hawks, but that doesnât mean he isnât going to keep the winged hero on his toes, ready to snatch you away at any moment.
Am I the only one obsessed with daddy yanderes having a darling who turns into a total subby good boy/girl when their yandere starts to praise them? Like not even with sex per say, just with things in general.
Tw: heavy dubcon, dd/lg like dynamics
Like Daddy Aizawa trying you get you to drink some water for him. He knows youâre just trying to be defiant out an crankiness which he is sure will eventually go away, so he is patient with you.Â
He pulls you onto his lap, easily able to keep you there with just one arm wrapped around your waist. Putting an glass up to your lips, he tells you, âbe good for me and take a drink.â
You scoff and jerk your head away, crossing your arms with an pout which only makes Aizawa gush inside from how adorable you are. Of course, he doesnât let you know this (you might think itâs okay to be a brat if he did), so he sets the glass down on the coffee table while letting out an sigh before putting all his attention onto you.
âDonât you wanna be good for daddy?â He purrs into your ear, gently running his hand up and down your thigh in a comforting manner. âI know you hate it, but you have to drink it. I canât let my kitten get sick because Iâm neglecting their needs.â
You start to squirm, his soft and deep voice lulling you into a state of security, but you keep up the act. Which only makes him lay the sweet affection on thick. He tilts your head up to capture your lips in a kiss and forces a hand between your thighs to cup your sex. You whimper and try prying his hand away yet you find yourself kissing back back, conflicted with everything due to you wanting to run while at the same time wanting to be touched.
Just when your walls have broken apart and youâre humping his hand like a needy slut, he pulls away. Keeping an arm around your shoulders and leaning over to grab the glass once more, bringing it up to your panting mouth.
âDrink.â You grab ahold of the glass with shaky hands, taking a few sips just like he asked. âThere you go, Iâm so proud of my good kitten, doing exactly what I asked you to do. Such a pretty baby for daddy. Now can you drink a little more for me? I want to see at least half gone, okay?â
Mr. Compress:Â Oh, fiddlesticks! That really ruffles my feathers!
Shigaraki:Â Please, just say fuck.
hi!! can i request a platonic yandere erasermic with a student reader??
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Platonic Yandere! Erasermic:
The BEST platonic yandere couple to have!
You're a student at UA, part of class 1A. You're Aizawa's favourite student. You're just so polite and so sweet. Always so eager to learn and try out new things. And even the class would notice his special treatment of you. "You forgot to do your homework? Hmm, alright you can submit it to me tomorrow. Denki you forgot to bring your homework? Go run 5 laps right now."
Hizashi would often hear about you from his husband. You sounded like a good kid. But he really became interested you when you came looking for Aizawa in the staff room, but you found him instead. Hizashi started talking to you, really just rambling about the most random things. He was expecting you to just leave and go look for Aizawa, but he was pleasantly surprised when you started talking to him too, easily carrying the conversation. Your eyes would light up when you were talking to him. And since then, you would always give him your complete, undivided attention whenever you guys spoke, no matter what the topic was. You'd sometimes be rambling, and then suddenly forget what you were talking about. It was just so cute!
Gradually, these two would become obsessed with their favourite student. They'd also become very protective of you. When it was time to choose an internship, Aizawa rejected all offers from different agencies on your behalf, lying to you that you didn't get any offers. And then you'd become so sad, near tears and then Aizawa would offer to train you himself, that he sees potential in you. Of course you'd accept, you'd get to train with Eraserhead, a rare opportunity!
When you'd be training with Aizawa, he'd go easy on you, but he'd still give you great tips on how to improve yourself and control your quirk. You still haven't been able to beat him once though. Since you'd be around Aizawa a lot, you'd also meet his partner, Hizashi, often. And since you would accompany Aizawa on his late night patrols, you'd have dinner (made by Hizashi, who's more than happy to cook for you) with them at their place a lot, and it always ended up with them offering you stay the night, and you sometimes did.
Their obsession love would continue to grow the more you spent time with them. And then one night, the couple would be discussing about expanding their family, and then they both knew it, right then and there. Its you. You'd be the perfect addition to their family, the perfect child! You're so kind, soft spoken. Outgoing yet shy and reserved when meeting new people. But you're just so naive, too innocent for your own good. And they've both seen the ugliness of the world, the worst in the people. They cannot afford to just stand by idly and risk you getting tainted by this filth.
It was decided that night that you had to become a part of their family. They'll make your parents disappear, they have both the money and the skills to do it. Maybe they'll say that your family was taken or killed by some villians, or better yet, they were caught doing something illegal. But don't worry, you can stay with them for as long as you want. When you try to refuse, that you can stay with a relative, they'll tell you that it's for your own safety. They don't want the villians to complete their unfinished business. Plus, they are more than capable of taking care you, and since you didn't want to risk another family member's life, you agreed.
You'll be having the best time of your life. They'll spoil the hell out of you, Hizashi especially. Aizawa does too, but he's just more protective of you.
Hizashi is a great cook! He'd learn to make your favourite dish too. And if you like something from a restaurant, he'll take it as a challenge and try to replicate the dish, or make a better one! At school, all 3 of you would sometimes have lunch together, you always bringing Aizawa's lunchbox along too, since he often forgets it. If you try to cook a dish for them, they'll treat it like its a Michelin star dish!
Aizawa would be the more protective one, always the harder one to convince to let you go out with your friends, especially at night. Hizashi would always convince him in the end, they're gonna follow you anyways so why stop you? Aizawa's a bit possessive too. He doesn't like it when you talk about other pro heroes, you're his little girl, you should be looking upto him. He won't say anything about it though.
Hizashi would love to just talk to you; you guys would often gossip. Oh and you always go to him for any fashion advice. Since he also has long hair that he styles up a lot, he can do your hair too! Just show him a picture of what you want, and he'll style hair exactly like it. Aizawa likes to do your hair too sometimes, but he only knows how to put it in a simple braid.
They're will be a lot fun activities for you to do with them. You can be having karaoke nights with Hizashi, Aizawa watching you guys with just pure adoration in hie eyes. You can play video games with Aizawa, which he is scary good at, especially at Among us. Family game nights are a must!
If you have any other hobbies or passions, you'll have 2 dads, cheering for you. They'll get you the best supplies available. If you win an award, any award, no matter how small, they'll tell you how proud they are and put your achievements either on the fridge or somewhere where everyone can see it.
Of the two, Aizawa would be the to quickly pick up on your mood. He knows when you're lying, when you're sad, or when you've just had a bad day at school. Hizashi would notice too, but it would be Aizawa who would know if you needed some space or if you needed to talk it out; they've always it clear to you that the latter option is always open.
Once they find out whats the reason you're feeling so down, they'll comfort you. You guys would often cuddle on the sofa as a funny movie played on the TV. Once you've gone to bed, they go and eliminate the cause of distress. Oh did you fail a test? Its okay, they'll tutor you personally. Oh did your favourite character die? Cry it out sweetie and let's go buy some of the character's merchandise . Oh did someone confess their feelings to you and you don't know what to do? Don't worry, he's taken care of.
Dating isn't an option. They'll be quick to reject him/her, listing reasons to you exactly why they're not good for you. Of course, nobody deserves their baby. But if you do go against their wishes, and still get an s/o in secret, they'll find about it. If they're thinking about how to separate you guys, and you walk in all heartbroken because your s/o broke up with you, with no persuasion from the couple; on the inside they'll be both glad and mad. Hizashi will be comforting you, cooing sweet nothings in your ear, while Aizawa would be standing with a "I warned you" look on his face at first but then he sees your red, teary face, your lips wobbling, your eyes full of pools of tears, and immediately his stern exterior would melt and he'll gather you in his arms and let you cry into his chest, while his mind will go to "MURDER". You're their sweet girl, their precious little baby. How dare someone play with your feelings like that. Your ex better sleep with one eye open.
If you do somehow find about what really happened to your parents, and you try to run away from them, not only will they have you back in their arms within the hour, they'll take you somewhere countryside. Its always been noisy in the city anyway. They'll try to explain to you, that they really just did all of this to protect you and that it should show how much they love you and care about you. No physical punishment will ever meet you. No, they can't bear the thought of hurting you! They'll use manipulation to control you, and they are master manipulators. They do so much for you, aren't they enough?
Just be happy they still allow you to roam around the countryside, and not had you locked up in your room. School would be off the table for a while, as will any connection to your friends. Its about time they all had a family vacation anyway.
I'd let Erasermic adopt me in a heartbeat, ngl. đ Anyways, hope you guys enjoyed this! Requests are OPEN. :)
» pairing: shigaraki tomuraÂČ x afab!readerÂ
» cw: selfcest, noncon, blowjobs, crying, double vaginal penetration, 18+, minors dni.Â
» a/n: wrote this for the free day for shigaraki birthday week!Â
» wc: 2.5kÂ
» tag: @chaos-nightâ @awkward-confusedâ @shigarakiweekââ
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It started innocently enough. No perverse intentions, just the sort of pragmatic decision-making that Shigaraki prides himself on, using his alliesâ talents to achieve his goals with no hesitation or apologies.
And sure, adding multiplayer-exclusive unlockables to his inventory was a far less dramatic accomplishment than taking down hero society, but that didnât mean that Shigaraki didnât still want them.
He is a completionist, after all.
Having Twice make a double was easier than pairing up with random players online, dealing with skill-less casuals or obnoxious hero worshipers just to claim a few flashy pieces of gear. They would play for a few hours, and then Shigaraki would wrap five fingers around the back of their (his?) neck and move on with his life, at least until next time. The doubles never complained when he would decay them eitherâthey understand their place in this world just like he understands his.
So, no muss, no fuss. At first, anyway.
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