Bnha class 1a x child reader

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ＲＥＱＵＥＳＴ：Hello there! May I request a scenario where Class1-A has to babysit Aizawa’s 5 yr old child (the reader) and Eri while Aizawa is on a mission, and the reader’s personality is basically a copy of Aizawa’s, has Aizawa’s quirk + they are Eri’s bast friend? Srry if this is a weird/long ask!

HEY HEY! This isnt a weird ask at all! I love this idea!! ALSO in this you can see why i greet every anon like this, or start everything with HEY HEY! jknvsdkjc

Ｇｅｎｒｅ：Fluff, pure chaos

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: chaos, cursing (thank you bakugou), a little bit of family past which is sad…

AN: Readers name is Masumi, which the meaning will be explained later on. Also Eri,,, might be OOC?? My apologies bhvksdc but this was so fucking fun to write.

𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘮𝘱 𝙚𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙙 : Sat. 3:23 AM

𝘞𝘊: 1590

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Originally posted by velvetmotel

“HEY HEY MY FAVORITE LISTENERS!” PresentMics voice echoed through the 1A classroom and everyone could have sworn they felt the room vibrate. 

“Your dear grump teacher is out on a mission, but he’ll be back soon! SO here, the children are now yours to deal with!” PresentMic ushered two children into the room, one being Eri and the other being one who only a few knew as Aizawa- sensei’s child. PresentMic waved again and ran out the door as Iida stood up in protest.

“Sensei! You can’t-” he sputtered, but the loud man was already gone. Very far gone. 

The two children slowly walked to the front, and spun around facing everyone, scanning through the rows of faces. Eri recognized a few people and smiled at them and waved. The other child looked very much like their father with black hair with your bangs tucked behind your ears, black half-lidded eyes, and quite frankly dressed in all black, did nothing but stare with a blank face.

Eri leaned forward and smiled at you, waving slightly and waited for you to wave back. You turned your head to face her, and waved slightly. Eri was satisfied with that.

She skipped her way over to Midoriya, a few other students got up and followed her and formed a group around the green haired boy. You stood at the front of the room, searching and scanning for leftover faces. Iida looked around frantically for about a minute, before deciding that 1A had been left with two children and sitting back down, exasperated.

Some girls in the back were left in their seats, including Jirou, Tsuyu, Yaomomo, and Mina. They gathered near the front near a few of the boys who stayed as well, Denki, Iida, Sero, Kirishima and Bakugou.

Bakugou made his way over to the others so he wouldn’t get bombarded by Midoriya and the others.

“Tsk. We’re heroes, not damn babysitters.” he grumbled sitting on Kirishima’s desk, crossing his arms. Kirishima eyed him, and punched him softly in the arm.
“Hey there kids dude. Not manly.” Kirishima hardened his side after he saw the blonde’s reaction to his little punch.

“Don’t touch me shitty hair!” he shouted, as a few others rolled their eyes, and talked with anyone other than him.

“I agree with him, Bakugou. You must rid yourself of foul language while there are children near!” Iida exclaimed, chopping the air in front of him. The girls nodded around him, everyone unaware of your eyes wandering around the group. Bakugou let explosions release from his hands, dangerously close to Kirishima’s face. 

Occasionally your eyes flipped from the loud blondes group, to Eri’s smiley and laughing group. You did nothing but stand there, you were quite bored. 

“SHUT UP FOUR EYES!” His explosions grew louder as he yelled, a few people from Eri’s group turned their heads, and rolled their eyes.

Eri’s laugh caught her group’s attention and their eyes followed her outstretched arm, and her pointed finger. Their eyes finally rested upon you.

Bakugou’s quirk died instantly, but he kept yelling. Jirou pointed to you, almost everyone’s eyes landed on you, but Bakugou.

Soon enough, their eyes grew in wonder as your quirk activated.

Your hair rose, your half lidded eyes glew a bright blinding red, and yet you said nothing. You only stared at the blonde as his yelling came to a halt.

“You’re really annoying mister.” you stated blandly. Uraraka snickered, and Midoriya began to visibly sweat. 

“DAMN NERD!” Bakugou yelled, his hands in position with no explosions, he wasn’t that scary to you. He was like that loud kid in dad’s stories, the loud blonde one. But not Hizashi, he was always the jester or something.

“Hey, kid I-” Denki began to stammer.
“My name is Masumi.” You stated again, this time with a slight frown. Eri laughed as she skipped over away from the group she had been in, over to you. You blinked, and Katsuki’s quirk returned violently creating blasts left and right. Eri stood in front of you, jumping up and down.

“Cool move! Cool move!” She smiled widely, and raised her hand for a high five. Midoriya stood in his seat, along with Ochako. No more laughing or snickering, but genuine terror. You activated your quirk again, and high fived her.

Everyone relaxed at the sight of your quirk again, and Midoriya sat down slowly, hastily grabbing for his notebook.

Iida raced over to you, his engines revving. You turned your head quickly to see him, and his engines died down quick. He gasped, and honestly completely forgot you were Aizawa’s child, but then soon got back onto his original action.

“Masumi, you must be careful! That is very dangerou-” 

You blinked at him, and crossed your arms.

“I know. She’s my best friend, mister. You’re being a poopy head.” You stuck your tongue out at the tall male, and sat down. Laughs echoed through the room, while the words poopy head echoed through Iidas mind.

“Wait, Masumi! He’s nice!” Eri giggled, as she said in front of you. You were definitely Aizawa’s kid.

You pouted again at Eri, who was a bundle of joy. You sighed dramatically, and rolled onto the floor.

“Okay.” 

Everyone was silent, except Eri’s ongoing giggling.

“okAY?” bakugou yelled, obviously confused.

“Kid who the fUCK do YOU THINK YOU ARE?” Kirishima shot him a warning glace and started to whisper the same lecture Iida gave him but something made his breath catch in his throat.

“Fuck.” you repeated after the blonde. Midoriya, Iida Uraraka and many others gasped. 

“Fuck.” Eri repeated after you, sitting next to you stretching her arms to touch her toes.

“Mhm. Fuck.” You nodded and sat up again, facing the horrified class. You smiled at them, made them shiver to the core. You sitting besides Eri, her adorable smile sending rays of light, even into Tokoyami’s heart, while you smiled besides her

Exactly like your father.

“What the hell.” Denki whispered to himself, everyone stared at you.

“Masumi uhm. I-” Yaomomo stuttered, eager to change the subject of attention to anything else. Anything but a copy of Aizawa-senseis terrifying smile plastered onto this cute little kid.

“Do you like your name?” Shoto asked, sensing Momo and her need to stop staring at this kid’s smile. Uraraka and a few others nodded along with Todoroki’s questioning, grateful. 

You shrugged.

“I donno, my moms not here anymore so dad renamed me.”

Your name made more sense now. Masumi, meaning a sense of true clarity. You were Aizawa’s true reason for clarity, cute.

Cue, Aizawa’s appearance. He had no bandages, no sign of a mission, just his normal disheveled self.

“Aizawa-sensei! PresentMic left them here with us, and-” Iida half-shouted, but Aizawa’s wave of his hand stopped him. He squatted down, and greeted you and Eri. 

“Zawa!” Eri sings, as she jumps up to see him.

“Hi Eri. How was today?” He asked kindly, his change of voice comforting to the children.

“Fun! Mina’s hair is fluffy, and so is Toko-yami’s!” She jumped around, while you rolled onto your stomach your hands and feet stretched out. You yawned as you plopped back into your sitting position. 

“Hi dad. He’s loud.” Aizawa knew of only a few loud people, only two of which you had seen today. He chuckled as he asked you,

“Which one kiddo?” 

A few students around the class chuckled, and turned their heads slightly towards Bakugou as you pointed at him.

“Mister. I also called someone a poopy head.” You smiled softly as he smiled back at you, and rubbed the top of your head.

“As you should kid.” He stood up and looked to his students, scanning their faces and seeing a tinge of worry struck across almost all the faces he saw.

“What did you learn, Masumi?” he asked, staring daggers into any eyes that met him.

Everyone stood in their seats, except Bakugou who was visibly sweating.

“Learn? Words?” you asked, you hadn’t learned much that day but a few memorable things.

“Yeah kiddo.” He eyed the class, unsure as he turned and squatted in front of you again.

“Fuck.” You said looking up at him.

Everything when dead silent.

Dead silent. 

No breathing, no nothing.

He stood back up, slowly turning to his class. His eyes glowed red, his hair starting to float. You gasped and activated your quirk to match him. You stuffed your hands into the pockets of your black pants, and faced the class as Eri sat peacefully besides you.

“Anyone would like to explain this new word?”

You nodded alongside him, but got bored with the act quick. You threw your hands up in exasperation and flopped back down next to Eri, where you both blabbered to each other. 

“Anyone?”