When Aizawa Shouta walked into his new class and saw everybody calmly seated and chatting, as if they'd done this a million times already, he just knew this year was gonna be long. Or, Shouta strongly wishes he had expelled his whole class on Day One, because figuring out what the hell is going on with them just feels...
"Everyone will be happy if I go away, right? This way, I can be a hero" he mumbled to the wind. So he did what he wanted to do on that building. He jumped. and fell into soft and smooth... clouds?
Toshinori never thought that he would have to worry about losing his best friend, but life can be unexpected at times... • • • Sorry if there are a lot of mistakes! This is my first time writing and publishing a story so please feel free to let me know if there is anything I can change!
One shot featuring a kidnapped Izuku and a protective Aizawa. AU (this is before UA and Izuku is 12) Inspired by Lifeline by SilvermistAnimeLover on AO3. Check out their work!
I was watching episode 8 (where Izuku admits to Bakugo that his Quirk isn't really his), and I thought to myself, "What if Aizawa overheard that conversation?" So here we are. Just a little oneshot on his thoughts and reaction, but if you want more, I might consider it. ^^
When Corona Virus forces 1-A into an online classroom for a period of time, Aizawa is annoyed. But when his number one Problem Child starts wearing makeup and flinching at movement, he becomes concerned. Izuku just wishes that his father never came home in the first place.
Izuku Midoriya usually loved his birthdays. They were fun and he could spend his day with family and friends. What more could he ask for? However this year it won't be the same. Trouble always followed Izuku like a bad smell. *I don't own the characters, they belong to Kohei Horikoshi* *I don't own the cover art, I fo...
Sometimes,it's not just the scars that hurt you. It's the memories those scars bring. It's the reminders of how you got them in the first place. It's a reminder of how much you've been through. But sometimes...those scars... Are a reminder of how much you've survived the worse moments of your life. But it's up to you...
A one-shot about our favorite teacher, Aizawa Shouta at age 16 meeting our resident cinnamon roll, Midoriya Izuku as a baby. - I do not own My Hero Academia, this is simply a fanfiction. All characters belong to Horikoshi Kohei. - Crossposted on archive of our own under the same username. - English is not my main lang...
Eri is adjusting to her new life at UA. In the hallway, she hears a boy mention his dad, and she doesn't really remember what that means. So she asks Mirio and Class 1-A what a dad is? Based on this picture https://pin.it/1903RQK
July 20th, the day Izuku was diagnosed quirkless. That happened 11 years ago, so what could go wrong today? Absolutely everything, of course. (AKA: A self-indulgent fic about Izuku's anxieties and Dadzawa)
When Aizawa's babysitter cancels at the very last possible second, it's up to class 1-A's homeroom teacher to figure things out.
❛ the phenomenon of dying alone... ❜ ‑‑‑‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ↳ ɴᴏᴛᴇs ﹏﹏ ｡˚✩ ‑‑‑‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ‑ ✎ I don't own anything except for the idea. ✎ One shot. - ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌
Midoriya Izuku has always had a sharp mind. He aims to transfer to the U.A. Heroics course from the Support Course. He knows he's smart enough to get in, and he's always been gifted with making things. He just never thought his items would be of use to him before U.A. Tsukauchi Naomasa never expected a phone call fro...
Aizawa becomes increasingly suspicious of Izuku after he develops a second quirk--and one that has nothing to do with his original strength augmentation. To prove his innocence, Izuku builds up the courage to tell his teacher something he should've from the start. He tells Aizawa about the existence of One for All.
Everyone can see the amount of days you have left to live, besides yourself, and no one can tell you the number. One day, the students of Class 1-A sit at their seats and watch their homeless looking pro-hero teacher walk in, with only a 14 above his head. They know they can't change his fate. So, what do they do to m...
One sad day, Izuku gets sadder. Read to find out! (yes, this is lazy description. sorry not sorry LMAO) very fast burn! youre welcome
On a night Izuku can't sleep alone, and a trip to Shoto's room reveals more thank what Izuku bargained for. ------------------------- Crappy description, please just read it, it is better than it sounds!
Deku is sad. Bakugou is upset. Aizawa is suspicious. What is happening to the two teens?
Basically, It's another story about Aizawa finding out about the bullying problems Midoriya has had/ is having. Also includes Present Mic and All Might being worried dads. _ When Midoriya finally made it into UA, He knew it would be different. He wasn't sure how much, but it had to be different! Of course, the work a...
5 times Midoriya Izuku almost gave up on his dreams, and the one time he was saved by a sleep-deprived hero. And a little extra, as a treat. This takes place during Izuku's middle school years and right before UA. Inspired the song 3% by Hobo Johnson. Crossposted on Ao3 under Aesatra.
5 times someone called Aizawa dad, and that 1 time that he accepted his fate. ...................................... - English is not my native language, so I apologize for mistakes, and I accept, of course, corrections. Pretty please. This story was originally posted in Portuguese.
Basically the title, but here is a more detailed description: One-Shots that I thought of randomly where Class 1-A, Class 1-B, UA faculty, Shinso, Aizawa, Tsukauchi or any Pro Heroes find out what Izuku's life was before UA and everything that he had to go through due to Bakugou. Or UA getting confronted about everyth...
This couldn't be real. Hizashi knew this had to be a lie. There was no possible way... that Shouta was dead. But there was no denying that the far-too-still form before him was his husband. This had to be a nightmare. It just had to be.
It should be raining. It should rain every day. But today the sun shone brightly down upon the cold grey stone. The black-clad man rested a calloused hand on the grave as tears fell from his cheeks. Bloodshot black eyes gazed upon the name with a heavy sorrow, his right eye framed by a scar he'd received months ago. Y...
