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Summary: after a beautiful night, aizawa and his wife(you) shower in the afterglow together

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Title: “Cool Sheets, Warm Hearts”

Setting: Post-shower, post-rounds, shared bed

Vibes: Aftercare, sleepy affection, fluff with a little spice glow

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The water had long since turned lukewarm, but neither of you noticed—not until Aizawa finally reached up and turned the shower off with a soft grunt. The silence that followed was thick and comfortable, punctuated only by the sound of your quiet breathing and the drip-drip-drip of water from his hair as he helped you step out.

He wrapped you in a towel first, then one around himself, but his eyes never left your face.

No teasing. No biting smirks. Just that rare, unguarded softness he only ever gave you—like he was still reeling from the way you’d said his name, the way you fell apart for him, trusted him to break you down and hold you after.

He dried you off with gentle hands, the pads of his fingers grazing the bruises and bites he’d left behind like he was apologizing for every one… even though he knew you wore them like a badge.

When you both collapsed into bed, your bodies freshly clean but still radiating heat, the sheets felt cool and smooth against your skin. Aizawa pulled you close immediately, your head tucked under his chin, his thigh sliding between yours like he needed to feel every inch of you against him.

His heart was still pounding—slower now, but steady. Grounding.

“You okay?” he murmured, brushing a hand over your lower back, fingers tracing slow circles there. “Not too much?”

You smiled sleepily against his chest. “I’m perfect.”

He exhaled—half relief, half exhaustion—and pressed a kiss to your temple. “You wreck me, you know that?”

“You’ve got it backwards,” you mumbled. “I’m the one who can’t feel her legs.”

That earned a quiet laugh, low and warm in his throat. “I’ll carry you to the kitchen tomorrow.”

“You mean crawl. We both know you’re gonna feel it in your hips, old man.”

He pinched your thigh lightly, and you yelped, giggling as he settled against you again.

The room was dark except for the faint city glow leaking in through the blinds. His hand never stopped moving—stroking your back, your arm, over your hip. Reassuring. Present.

“You were amazing tonight,” he murmured suddenly, voice husky from wear and sleep. “You always are. But tonight… fuck.”

Your breath caught, and your chest tightened in that sweet, aching way only he could cause.

“I love you,” you whispered.

“I know,” he replied, that tiny ghost of a smile on his lips. “I love you too.”

He kissed your forehead once, then again, longer this time, like he didn’t want to stop.

Eventually, your breathing slowed, and your limbs tangled completely under the sheets—your leg over his hip, his arm under your neck, bodies too hot for blankets but too wrapped up in each other to care.

Sleep came like a wave—quiet and safe.

Wrapped in love, warmth, and the hum of skin still buzzing from everything you shared.

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This is a finish of the 2 Aizawa stories i did!! A nice comfy night!

Request are open A a reminder! Look at my pinned post to see! Idk how to make a masterlist yet…. Srrt yall im bad with this shit

Since it’s going to be a old childhood friend’s fanfic! How many chapters will there be?!

Help- this is so random (i did this in class bored)

🌟 Once upon a time, there was an adventurous explorer named Alex. They stumbled upon a mysterious old book that had the power to transport them through time. With a leap of faith, Alex opened the book and found themselves whisked away to ancient Egypt. The scorching desert sun, towering pyramids, and bustling marketplaces surrounded them. They marveled at the grandeur of the pharaohs and even got to witness the construction of the Great Sphinx! It was an incredible experience. From there, Alex's journey took them to the medieval era, where they met knights, jousted in tournaments, and even had a feast fit for a king. They then ventured to the Renaissance period, where they met famous artists like Leonardo da Vinci and witnessed the creation of magnificent artworks. But the most thrilling part of their journey was when they traveled to the future, where they saw flying cars, advanced technology, and bustling cities. It was like stepping into a sci-fi movie! Throughout their journey, Alex learned so much about different cultures, made new friends, and had endless adventures. It was a journey they would never forget! 🚀✨

Hey y’all idk if my request box is working. Can someone send in like a ‘hi’ or smt😭

Tsukishima x reader

Summary: I can’t make one up rn…

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Title: “Echoes of Summer” – Part 1

The wind carried the scent of saltwater and sun-warmed pavement as you stood in front of the Tsukishima family’s familiar house, a weather-worn duffel bag slung over your shoulder. Everything looked smaller now—like the years had stretched you out and shrunk the world behind you.

You hadn’t planned to come back. Not really. But when your parents decided to renovate the old house and begged you to house-sit for the summer, something inside you said yes before your brain could make excuses.

Maybe it was curiosity. Maybe it was a whisper of nostalgia. Or maybe, it was the memory of him.

Tsukishima Kei.

Your childhood best friend. The kid with glasses too big for his face and a mouth full of sarcasm that somehow made you laugh more than cry—most of the time. The last time you saw him, it was your second year of high school. You had both changed, and something broke between you that neither of you had the guts to fix.

You told yourself it didn’t matter anymore.

Until now.

You were dragging your suitcase up the narrow sidewalk when a voice, unmistakably dry and too cool for its own good, cut through the early summer air.

“…Seriously? You’re actually back?”

You turned around slowly. There he was, arms crossed, posture lazy but still tall enough to make your heart sink just a little. Tsukishima looked older, sharper—still wearing that perpetual scowl that had once hidden all his softest parts.

“Hello to you too, Kei,” you said, tossing him a smile that didn’t quite reach your eyes.

He blinked. “Didn’t think you’d show your face here again.”

“Missed me that much, huh?” you teased, trying to pretend your heart wasn’t rattling like a broken metronome.

He clicked his tongue and looked away, but not before you caught the faint twitch of his lips.

“Don’t flatter yourself. Just surprised.”

You swallowed a laugh and walked past him, shoulder brushing his as you muttered, “Still rude, I see.”

“Still nosy,” he muttered back.

And just like that, it was like no time had passed at all. Except it had. And deep down, you both knew it.

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Part 2 will be coming soon!!!

I’m sorry fucking what- I didn’t even do shit yet

ARE YOU FUCKING KIDING MEEEEEE

Bruuuh

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