Aizawa x Reader Oneshots

Your beautiful

(This is for chubby individuals, if your not them you can still read lol. I just wanna say that if you are chubby, plus sized etc. YOU ARE GORGEOUS! anyone says different they're blind, also if Aizawa wasn't a hero he would probably be chubby. characters are aged up to 18)

Your pov

Entering U.A as a chubby girl wasn't exactly fun, your suppose to look nibble and strong. its not that I'm not both of those things, I can keep up with everyone but people assumed I can't because of my size.

I've struggled with loving myself for a long time and I still am but I'm 18 now! And I'm not gonna live my life hating myself! Even if its hard to do that when one of your biggest inspirations acts like he hates you, Aizawa, Shota.

At first I thought I was just imagining things because he acts indifferent with everyone. But he goes especially hard on me during training, tests, literally anything he can. I just assume its because of my size, now that seems like a ridiculous notion but I haven't done anything to him. I'm seriously about done taking his shit.

Aizawa-sensei neutral voice rips me from my thoughts,

"Alright everyone today we're partnering up for class to study, when you hear your names pair up."

He goes down the line of students soon landing on mine,

" Y/N and kirishima." The irritation in his voice when he says my name is evident,

I smile towards my buddy kiri ushering him over with my hand, he smiles back at me before walking over to my desk. He scoots a chair up next to me,

"Hey pebble what's up?" His voice cheery,

"Nothing much boulder!" I return the nickname chuckling a little,

Me and kirishima have been friends sense middle school so working together wasn't hard. We studied and chatted a little, but I can feel someone's eyes on me. I look up to see Aizawa scowling at me, I blush bringing my head back down to the book I was reading,

'God why does he gotta be so scary' I thought to myself.

Sometime later the bell rings signaling the end of this torturous period, I get up from my desk but before I can even grab my bag I hear Aizawa speak,

"Y/N, stay after class."

I let out a sigh hoping this isn't another lecture that he loves to give me for just existing.

Once all the students have left the classroom, I stand in front of Aizawas desk. His harsh eyes on me,

"You need to stop distracting others in class." He says sternly,

I look up at him in disbelief," I'm sorry sir but...what?"

He scoffs, "don't play dumb, practically throwing yourself at kirishima."

My jaw falls and eyes widen, " sir I have no idea what your talking about but frankly even if I was "throwing myself at him" that isn't any of your business."

His eyes flare with anger, the only emotion I've ever seen from him, "it is when your ruining his future with your distracting...appearance."

I blink at him utterly astounded by his comment, "I knew it! Ok sir i understand your fat phobic but that doesn't mean you have any right to talk to me like that." My bottom lip quivering slightly,

He looks at me confused, anger flaring up in his voice making him even more intimidating, "what are you talking about?!"

I turn my head to the side almost yelling," you know what I'm talking about! You've hated me sense day one for no reason! And this was the only conclusion I could come up with!"