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MY HUSBAND IS GETTING A FIGURE WE SO FUCKING WON

PLEASE FOR THR LOVE OF GOD VOTE AIZAWA IM BEGGING

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NO FUCKING WAY

AIZAWA IS A RIZZER??

chat, aizawa is so ethereal

(first two art pics by trevoshire)

Merpeople Hizashi and Shota!

still debating on what kind of mers i want to make them but the contenders are Yamada being a leafy sea dragon or oceanic whitetip shark. Aizawa being a kind of mimic octopus or devil ray mobular (maybe a orca?).

(Shinsou is debate worthy as well as i love the idea of him being a common cuddle fish, i was also thinking of him being a blue catfish, cuz yknow- meow meow lol)

but anyways 5 yr Izuku meets Hizashi first, saving him from drying out after low tide. After helping him get into the water i bet he got a absolute earful from Aizawa lol.

Shota meets Izuku after Hizashi introduces his savior. (now he's getting bullied for needing help from a pup).

i just imagine that after a while the two start to fall for Izuku and they start to adopt him despite the language barrier. After a while Izuku starts calling them erasure and mic (due to Aizawa messing with a fish erasure he brought. Mic was named after he brought one of those microphones that distort your voice).

Shinsou was later adopted by the couple after he was abandoned by his own pod. later both being introduced to eachother and getting along splendidly. (Eri is introduced wayyyyy later i promise. cant leave her out).

might add on to this later but idk. i love these cuties too much ^-^

Nicotine | Aizawa Shota x Reader

Summary ~ When you started dating Shota, you knew what you were signing up for. What you didn’t expect to happen was for everything between you both to come crumbling down, leaving you pinned beneath the rubble and Shota not even realizing it.

Tags/Warnings ~ Minors DNI, NSFW content, Inspired by Nicotine by Panic at the Disco, hurt no comfort, angst, failed relationship, past relationship neglect, cursing, break up, sad ending, use of Y/N

Note ~ Hey Lovelies, I wrote this one night when I was craving some angst, lol. I did include some of the lyrics from Nicotine, sorry if it's cringe. Anyway, hope y'all enjoy the read? It is very angst forward so.. I don't know.. trigger warning..? Love and appreciate you, Lovelies! <3

You had shown up to his apartment not long after he called..

Again.

As soon as you were through the door, the two of you had dove right into sloppily making out and pawing off each other’s clothing..

Again.

You two had taken your heaving chests, kiss bitten lips, panted moans, and lust heated bodies straight to his bedroom without having a proper conversation beforehand..

Again!

You let out a loud moan, your orgasm taking over your mind, as Shota gives one last thrust and groans into your mouth in one last open-mouthed sloppy kiss as he cums. He stays on top of you for a moment, lazily making out with you, before he slowly pulls out and flops onto his back next to you.

As you both lay there panting and coming down from your highs you close your eyes. Shota slowly gets up, tying off the condom and heading to the bathroom to throw it away and clean himself up.

The post-orgasm clarity hits you and the feeling of disappointment fills you as you sit up. You let out a heavy sigh as you rub your hands over your still flushed face and swing your legs over the side of the bed. Your eyes scan the floor for your clothes, more negative and heavy emotions stacking themselves on top of the disappointment. Collecting your clothes from off of the floor, you start to get dressed.

“What are you doing?” Shota asks from the doorway of the bathroom, startling you a bit.

You don’t turn around to face him because you know that his face is either it’s usual tired disinterest or it’s occasional tired confusion.

“I’m getting dressed.” You state, attempting to make your tone blank and void of emotion.

“That much was obvious, (Y/N). Why are you getting dressed?” He says, his tone slightly more irritated than normal.

“This was a mistake, Shota.” You bite out, already feeling the sting of tears in your eyes.

You feel the bed dip behind you and hear Shota let out an exasperated breath as he sits down heavily.

“You said that the last three times we.. did this. I don’t understand what the problem i-”

“The problem is that we are stuck in this horrible on and off situation, Shota. I.. I can’t do it anymore..” You say, cutting him off and trying so desperately to keep your tone controlled and even.

“The only reason we’re ‘on and off’ is because you thought that being with a Pro Hero who also teaches full-time would be a walk in the fucking park, (Y/N).” Shota angrily spits, both of you still sitting with your backs facing each other.

A bitter rage floods your body and you lose the will to hold back any longer, “I never thought that, Shota! I knew it would be difficult but I was ready to put in the effort required to make it fucking work! I poured so much effort int-”

“I did, t-” Shota’s raised voice cut you off but you only let him get those couple of words out before doing the same.

“In the beginning you did, yes! But where did it go, Shota?!” You yell, turning around to face him.

“(Y/N)..” He growls out but you don’t let him get any further, once again, as everything that you’ve been trying to bury bubbles out of you.

“It’s been a year since our last date! A fucking year! All we do anymore is sleep, fuck, and go to work! I can barely remember the last meal we shared together! I fucking understood what it was that I had signed up for but it got to a point where I didn’t even feel like we were in a relationship anymore!” You continue yelling, your whole body heated from anger and tears streaming down your face.

“Y- you’re.. You’re worse than nicotine, Shota! I keep telling myself ‘one more hit and then we’re through’ but I can’t fucking stay away from you! It’s like I can constantly taste you on my lips and I can’t get rid of you! Every single day, whether I’m with or without you, fucking hurts!” Your yells crumble into choked sobs and you bury your face into your hands.

Shota is standing across from you, the bed between you both, just staring at you in silence. His eyes are the slightest bit shiny, his face is scrunched up as if he is in pain, and it’s the most emotion that you’ve seen on his face in a year. His mouth opens and closes a few times but no words come out. You compose yourself enough to look up at him with a heated glare.

“Did you even love me back the same way I loved you, Shota?” You ask bitterly. You’re met with more silence and nod your head with a dry, humorless chuckle.

“We’re done for real this time, Aizawa. Don’t fucking call me again.” You spit out as you gather the rest of your stuff and make your way out of his apartment.

You sit in your car for a few minutes screaming and choking on hard sobs over the pain of your heart shattering. “This was the last fucking time!! I fucking swear it!!”  You scream at your steering wheel, praying to any and every higher power that may be out there to give you the strength to resist getting one more fucking hit.

Note ~ Someone please tell me that I am not the only one who will actively seek out angst, sometimes.. Is it healthy? Probably not. Will I continue to look for or write angst? Yes. Anyways, thank you all so much for the love! My amazing Lovelies, I love and appreciate all of you! <3

Taking Over Me | Aizawa Shota x Reader

Part One | Part Two | Part Three |

Summary ~ You have been doing this job for a very long time. Maybe since the dawn of time, but who knows? In all of that time, you never had a doubt or question about the way things were. That is, until now.. because you’re pretty sure that Protectors aren’t supposed to fall in love with those that they’re protecting.

Tags/Warnings ~ Fem!Guardian Angel!Reader, canon typical violence, character injury, angst, hurt, comfort, fluff, medium-slow burn because Shota is bad at feelings, more tags to come as the story develops..

Note ~ Hey, Lovelies! This is something that I've been working on for awhile, and am excited to share with you all! The idea was actually derived from a concept I had for an Original Story that I had started writing a long time ago! There's just something about characters falling in love with ethereal beings and vice versa that I love so much, lol! Anyway, enough of my rambles, enjoy the read, My Lovelies!

Your kind has many names amongst the humans; Protector, Keeper, Champion, Lifesaver, Watcher, Divine Messenger, Guardian Angel, Guardian Spirit, and so on. In the many millennia you’ve existed, you’ve never had a preferred title, just settled on the most accurate term; Protector. Label or not, you simply exist and you have one job. Something that you instinctively and unconsciously perform, no matter who you’re paired with. Your only job is to steer someone away from life-threatening danger. However, it is up to the person to either acknowledge your signs or ignore them.

You’ve never questioned why you exist, why you’ve been given your role, or who was in charge of all of this. You don’t even remember how you came to exist if you were being honest. But from time to time, you do think about some peculiarities you’ve encountered over the thousands of years you’ve been doing this. One of the peculiarities you find to be more.. odd, for lack of a better word, is that of the billions of souls swimming around out there in the universe you’ve experienced repeated pairings with one of them. Though, once again, you don’t ask questions, you just do your job.

Over the last 500 years, you’ve watched over just under a hundred different souls, and that number has only been so low because you keep getting paired with one soul in particular. He’s had a different name each lifetime that he’s lived through, and his appearance changes with each new life. But you can always recognize his soul; the colors of it, the shape of it, the feelings ebbing from it, and.. the way it pulls at yours unlike any other soul has. In this new life, he has dark hair, dark eyes, and pale skin, and goes by the name Shota Aizawa.

The world that he has been born into this time intrigues you. It seems as though most humans, including Shota, are born with powers of all kinds. It fascinates and challenges you in the sense that these “Quirk-powered” humans will make your job of protecting Shota a bit harder. But despite being paired with his soul again and the impending challenge, you silently vow to do your job as best you can. Shota certainly doesn’t make things easier for you when he decides to attend a high school that helps the youth to become Heroes. You stay by his side, though, unseen to the human eye as you watch him work to become a Hero.

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Let it be said that while your sole purpose is to protect those you’re paired with doesn’t mean that you are some unfeeling being. Countless times have you wished so desperately that you could provide comfort to the humans you protect. Moments when they’re overwhelmed, devastated, or grief-stricken, and all you can do is watch them break apart emotionally. Sometimes, most times, it feels like their pain is your pain. Unfortunately, now is one of those times…

You’re standing beside Shota as he looks down at a pile of rubble that has crushed one of his friends. He’s clutching his bleeding arm with a devastated and traumatized look on his face. As if by reflex, you reach out to put a hand on his shoulder, but your hand phases right through him. You whisper an apology to him even though he can’t hear it, and look at the being across from you. The ethereal glow of their body flickers and dims sporadically as they gaze down at the rubble. It’s hard for you to see the look of deep sadness and guilt on a fellow Protector’s face, especially one you’ve come to know fairly well. They look up at you and the disappointment they feel in themselves is practically palpable.

“You did well… His will to save those children just happened to be stronger than his will to pay attention to your signs… You did all that you could…” You say to them in reassurance, the ethereal echo of your voice holding a certainty to it.

“Thank you…” They say before vanishing into thin air, likely pulled to the next soul they’ll be protecting.

You look back to Shota and wish that he didn’t have to experience such pain so early on in his life. A heavy feeling weighs over you as you follow him to the ambulance that he’s being led to by paramedics. You give silent nods of acknowledgment to other Protectors when you cross their paths. You try your best to offer reassurance to dejected-looking Protectors whenever you notice them lingering. When the day is over, and Shota is curled up on a bed trying to deal with his emotions, you almost dread what the future may hold for this lifetime.

~~~~~~~~~~

Years pass by, and you watch Shota shape into an amazing Hero and person. You feel some relief when Shota accepts a teaching position at the same school he graduated from. You hope that maybe he would mostly stay out of trouble being a teacher versus being a Hero full-time. It wouldn’t be a lie to say that this lifetime has been really making you put in the work toward keeping Shota safe.

School year after school year, you watch Shota intimidate his students and make drastic decisions geared toward helping them realize the path they’ve chosen to pursue. It can be said that his methods are harsh, but you know that he is just trying to help them understand the realities of becoming a Hero. Oftentimes, you think back to the day he lost his friend, and it feels as though you are the only one to see his reasoning.

The day you walk into the classroom for Class 1-A behind Shota, you are interested in what he has planned for this new group of students. The year prior he expelled his entire class, which had even thrown you off a bit. As he gives his introduction, you scan the small sea of students and their Protectors. Most of the Protectors appear neutral, almost laid back for the moment, but a few catch your attention.

The Protector standing near a boy with a scar on his face seems to be wilted, their helplessness almost making their ethereal glow dim to nothing. The Protector to the left of a boy with green hair appears to be harshly glaring at the blonde boy in front of the green-haired child. Meanwhile, the spiky-haired blonde boy’s Protector seems to be exhausted, and from the aura the boy gives off, you wonder if the exhaustion is from protecting him or just observing him. Lastly, the Protector standing near the blonde boy seated closest to the door is rather.. shifty, like they’re nervous. Their gaze keeps darting around the room to look at the other Protectors, then back down to the boy they are paired with.

You understand that as children, none of the students really pose any threat to Shota, but you find that it’s still best to be on higher alert if a human’s Protector is acting strangely. Especially in this lifetime and with all of the many Quirks you’ve seen from being by Shota’s side. You’d much rather err on the side of caution than ignore a potential threat.

By the end of the first day, you’re quite surprised that Shota only expelled one student this year. The short boy seemed quite upset when he learned of his expulsion, but his Protector seemed to have slumped with relief. It made you wonder just what that Protector had observed of the boy throughout his life. Regardless, seeing the posture of the Protectors near each of the female students ease at the news of the boy’s expulsion was enough for you to agree with Shota’s decision.

The second day doesn’t go as smoothly as you or Shota had hoped. Shota wasn’t in any danger, thankfully, he just slept peacefully in the teacher’s lounge while a Hero called All Might took over the class. When Shota was awoken by his phone ringing, it was Recovery Girl informing him that one of his students was very injured during the battle training All Might was supervising. You could practically feel Shota’s worry and anger as you followed behind him as he made his way to the infirmary.

After watching Shota give All Might a stern talking-to for letting the students go that far during training, you followed him back to his classroom. You listened idly by as he announced that he would be taking the class on a trip to a facility called the USJ in a couple of days. Most of the students cheered and voiced their excitement over going on a field trip, but Shota was quick to quiet them. He made it clear to the class that it wasn’t going to be a leisurely trip, but another means of Hero training. With most of the class deflated down into more of a serious state, he dismissed them for the day.

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The day of the trip arrives without much fanfare, and you stay dutifully by Shota’s side as he leans back against the seat of the bus and naps. Vehicles such as buses were always an interesting environment to be in as a Protector. Looking over your shoulder at the rows of seated students, you see each of their Protectors lining the middle aisle. While your kind doesn’t really exist on the same plane of existence as humans, your ethereal bodies are comparable to what humans call ghosts, you still prefer not to be phasing in and out of a human body.

As the bus slows to a stop, Shota awakens and stands to face the class. He tells them to be on their best behavior and to focus on learning all that they can today. You make your way off of the bus with Shota leading the way and his students following behind. You and Shota walk up to the doors of the USJ, joining up with another Hero dressed in a spacesuit.

The spacesuit Hero, Thirteen, cheerfully greets the students and then begins explaining the purpose of the USJ. They get serious while explaining that there are a lot of dangerous Quirks out in the world that have the potential to be deadly before showing and explaining their own Quirk. Your gaze sweeps over the students, and you find that most of their Protectors are absentmindedly nodding and checking to see if their humans understand the warning being given.

Soon enough, Thirteen pushes the doors to the USJ open, leading Shota and his students into the facility. The students audibly marvel at the inside of the USJ and its different disaster zones. Thirteen gets into explaining what the different zones are and the unique difficulties that come with each zone. When they finish, they look to Shota and he nods at them before beginning to tell the students who would be in which zone. Shota gets interrupted by a red-haired student, their Protector pointing to something behind you and Shota. When you turn around to see what the Protector is pointing at, your intuition and protective instincts flare to max levels.

A massive portal has opened up down in the center plaza of the USJ and sketchy-looking humans have begun pouring out. You hear Shota identify them as villains and you gear yourself up for the fighting he will inevitably engage in. As expected, Shota yells for the students to stay with Thirteen and rushes into battle. You follow closely behind him, confident in his fighting abilities and quick reflexes.. But, you know that even if he isn’t aware of your existence or the parameters of your job, he does rely on you to watch his back.

Being a Hero’s Protector is no easy feat since villains have their own Protectors. Your kind have a job to do, no matter the human you are paired with. A villain’s Protector will protect them just as fiercely as a Hero’s. That said, since being Shota’s Protector in this lifetime, you’ve worked harder to become faster at alerting Shota to danger. More often than not, you can get Shota’s attention and help him to strike before a villain’s Protector can warn them.

As Shota is taking down villain after villain, you take a brief moment to look toward three unmoving villains. The one with multiple severed hands clutching his body scratches at his neck wildly as his Protector stands near him. You notice something strange about the other two near the Hand Villain, though.. While they both seem to be alive, neither of them has a Protector within sight. It’s unusual for your kind to stray very far from the human they are paired with, so not seeing a Protector right next to either villain is very abnormal.

In your momentary distraction, Shota takes down two more thugs and is rushed by the Hand Villain. Disappointment, in yourself, floods you as you watch Shota blink and his Quirk deactivate. The Hand Villain monologues as the spot where his hand is on Shota’s elbow begins to crack and flake away until the muscle underneath is showing. Shota reactivates his Quirk and breaks away from the Hand Villain, but his groans of pain echo in your mind. Berating yourself for being so careless, you stick closer to his side as more low-level thugs surround him.

The Hand Villain continues his annoying chatter as Shota, tired and worn out as he is, fights off the thugs using his good arm. His elbow looks bad, and you feel like you’ve failed him. You work harder to give him every sign and warning possible to take down the thugs relentlessly rushing him. Difficult as it is with one arm, Shota succeeds and turns to face the Hand Villain, putting you both back to back. Horror fills you along with the urgent and intense need to warn Shota, but with the state he’s in, he misses sign after sign that you send his way. He doesn’t notice the hulking beast behind him until the Hand Villain says something.

Despair like nothing you’ve ever felt before fills you as you watch the monstrous creature beat Shota down like he’s nothing but a small bug under someone’s boot. You scream, but the echoing ethereal sound only catches the attention of other Protectors around you. You flinch every time you hear the snapping of bone and cry of pain. The ethereal glow of your body dims from the feeling of failure filling you, and when the merciless creature slams Shota’s face into the ground you think only one thought…

‘Shota is going to die today…’

Falling to your knees next to Shota, you’re gaze is too focused on the growing puddle of blood on the ground to realize that the monster leaves Shota to defend the Hand Villain. Apologies spill from your lips over and over again as you continue looking at his limp and broken form. You can feel that he is dying and for some reason, it causes you immense pain. It’s a pain unlike anything you’ve ever felt before with any other soul, or during any of his other lifetimes. Everything else going on near or around you becomes irrelevant as you place a hand on Shota’s head, your touch light enough to not phase through him.

You startle when you feel the touch of a hand on each of your shoulders and looking up, you find a Protector on either side of you. You also notice that three of Shota’s students, the green-haired boy, the girl with the frog Quirk, and the boy with the tape Quirk, are carefully lifting him. The three students’ Protectors help you up off of your knees and walk with you when the students start moving toward the entrance of the USJ.

“Fret not, he may still have a chance…”

“You did all that you could…”

“His will was to protect those students, and you helped him achieve that…”

The echoing ethereal tones of the three Protectors walking with you fill your ears, but you find it difficult to take comfort in their words. Words that you’ve said to so many others before. Words that you’ve found comfort within before when you were feeling far less pain than you are right now. You can’t find it in yourself to respond to the other Protectors, so you just continue to walk in solemn silence.

At some point, the green-haired boy and his Protector break away to head back to the fight, leaving the other two students to carry Shota to the entrance. When they finally get up the steps and rejoin the small group of other students, they carefully lay Shota’s body down next to Thirteen who also seems to be injured greatly. You gaze down at Shota numbly, unable to comprehend why you feel so.. broken.

“What the hell is going on..?”

You startle as a sudden presence from beside you speaks. Recognizing the voice, your head whips to the side in complete shock. Standing there right next to you is Shota, looking far more translucent than he usually does. You just stare at him in shock and disbelief, your mouth agape and eyes blinking owlishly.

“Who the hell are you? Is this some kind of Quirk? Are you one of the villains?” Shota asks, his tone is demanding and quite confused, not that you blame him.

“Y-you.. you can see me?…” You ask, disbelief and confusion coloring your ethereal voice. Now, at this moment, in this lifetime, you have so many questions as you also wonder what the hell is going on.

“Uhm.. yeah. I can see you.” Shota says with uncharacteristic uncertainty. Apparently deeming you non-threatening, his posture deflates into resignation as his gaze sweeps across his students, “So.. are you here to take me wherever it is dead people go?”

Sadness creeps back into you and you look back down at his broken body, shaking your head, “No, I.. I only protect… Escorting the dead is not part of the job…”

“Protect?” Shota questions quietly as he looks back at you. “What, like a.. Guardian Angel?” The skeptical tone in Shota’s voice makes the corners of your mouth tick up ever so slightly because even though he is quite literally dying, of course, he is trying to be rational right now.

You meet his eyes with a slightly amused look in yours, “You humans have many names for my kind, ‘Guardian Angel’ is one of them… Many are like me; uncaring of what we are called, just here to do our job…”

Shota still looks skeptical, but he nods his head, “Does this normally happen when a person dies? We get to meet our.. Guardian Angels before we move onto whatever afterlife is out there?”

You shake your head and look back down at his body, “This has never happened to me before… We are not meant to be seen by humans, dead or alive.. and technically, you are not dead… Your body is struggling, but you are still alive…”

You pause for a moment as the weight of your failure falls back over your shoulders, almost tenfold. You speak again before Shota has the chance, your tone heavy with sadness, “I am so sorry, Shota… I should have done more to keep you safe… It is my fault that you are in this position… I failed you…”

Silence hangs between you both as you watch paramedics move Shota’s body onto a stretcher. They spend a few moments wrapping his injuries with makeshift bandages and attaching various equipment to him. When they begin moving him to an ambulance, you step forward to follow but are stopped when you feel a warm hand on your shoulder. It’s different than the cold feeling of another Protector’s touch and stops you in your tracks. You turn slightly, your wide eyes meeting Shota’s uncharacteristically soft ones.

“You.. I’d like to think that you did your best to protect me, and whatever happens to me.. just know that I don’t blame you.” Shota’s gentle tone catches you off guard and also strikes something deep within you. The most you can muster is a shaky nod before you both begin to head for the ambulance his body was taken to.

Divider Credit ~ @cafekitsune

Taking Over Me | Aizawa Shota x Reader

Part One | Part Two | Part Three |

Tags/Warnings ~ Fem!Guardian Angel!Reader, canon typical violence, character injury, angst, hurt, comfort, fluff, medium-slow burn because Shota is bad at feelings, more tags to come as the story develops..

Note ~ Hi, Lovelies! Here's the next part of the story, I hope that you all enjoy! And if y'all could, please send some motivational vibes my way because I am sorely lacking! Anyway, I love and appreciate you all, My Lovelies! <3

You sit at the end of Shota’s hospital bed watching him sleep. It wasn’t long after arriving at the hospital that his translucent figure flickered harshly, then vanished. Much to your relief, his ghostly apparition’s disappearance only meant that his soul firmly planted itself back into his body. But sitting cross-legged at his feet, your eyes tracing the bandages covering his face, you still feel such a strong sense of failure. Along with the failure is a new, unfamiliar feeling.. loneliness.

The day passed with Shota stuck in a deep, medication-induced slumber. Doctors and nurses came in and out of the room to check on him. At one point, Hizashi came by to sit at Shota’s bedside and quietly cry for a bit. You had spoken some with his Protector, the being feeling it necessary to commend you on all of your efforts to keep Shota safe during the attack. Despite your feelings on the matter, you thanked the other Protector for their kind words. When Hizashi was told that he had to leave for the night, his Protector bid you farewell and you nodded your head to them as they left.

The hours tick by slower than you’ve ever felt before, but soon enough light from the full moon outside casts a wondrous glow in the room. You marvel at it as you sometimes do since beings such as yourself don’t require sleep. After a while, the feeling of being watched pulls your attention from the window. You look first toward the door, wondering if a nurse and their Protector had somehow sneaked into the room. Seeing no other being, you slowly turn your gaze to Shota’s face, eyes widening as they meet his partially opened ones.

“Do you sit at my feet like a cat every night?” He asks, his voice barely above a whisper as he continues looking at you with lidded eyes. A cross between a scoff and a bewildered laugh leaves your mouth. You choose to ignore your confusion, obviously something about this lifetime is different, even if you don’t know what or why.

“I do not… Oftentimes, I stand at a window and observe the night… I can move if you are uncomfortable with my current position…” You offer, already preparing to stand.

“No… The static feeling of your presence is.. nice.” He whispers as his eyes slip shut, his breathing deepening to the usual cadence it takes when he’s asleep.

‘He.. he can feel my presence..?’ You ask yourself as you sit in silent shock. You shift back into your original position and wish that there was someone or some other being you could hurl all of your questions at.

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Both you and Hizashi’s Protector stand near the window as the two humans talk. Hizashi had arrived earlier this morning just before Shota woke up, so you didn’t have the chance to test if he could truly still see and talk to you. You now find the test unnecessary with Shota’s eyes occasionally drifting in your direction every now and then. By the nth time Shota’s dark eyes meet yours, you’ve had enough of your fellow Protector’s questioning looks.

“I am just as confused as you are…” You tell them, pulling your eyes from Shota’s to look at the Protector you’ve known for a good fifteen years by now.

“So, he can see you…” Akari states rather than asks, and you nod your head.

“When he.. when he was dying yesterday.. his soul separated from his body and we were able to talk to one another… I do not understand why.. and when he was brought here, and his soul re-bound itself to his body, he was still able to see and talk to me… The whole situation has left me truly.. puzzled…” You explain, finding it a struggle to get the words “he was dying” out of your mouth. The guilt and shame that you’ve had to repeatedly shove down worming their way back to the surface along with your confusion.

“That is quite peculiar… Is.. is this your first pairing with his soul?…” Akari’s hesitant question catches you off guard, and you look at them with a stunned expression.

“N-no, but.. have you had repeats as well?…” You whisper, desperate to know if this sort of thing has happened to any other Protector. It’s Akari’s turn to look stunned, and a look of relief washes over their features.

They cast a glance over at Hizashi before looking back to you with a small smile, “Only with Hizashi’s soul… This is my third lifetime as his Protector…”

Akari’s admission draws a gasp from your mouth, and you can’t help but feel relieved that another one of your kind knows some of what you’re going through. Feeling Shota’s eyes on you, you turn to meet his questioning gaze. You shake your head slightly, silently telling him that you’ll talk with him later. He stares at you for another moment before looking back toward Hizashi.

“This is my fourth lifetime as Shota’s Protector… I was beginning to think I was the only one experiencing this.. and I never felt the need to ask any other Protector about it… I simply figured that it was just part of the job…” Akari nods their head in relation to your words and casts another glance at Hizashi.

“What do you think is the reasoning for it?…” They quietly ask, as if voicing their question any louder would make everything fall away and send them off to another pairing.

Your own gaze wanders to Shota, a small smile pulling at your lips at his feigned annoyance over whatever Hizashi said, “I am not quite sure.. but whatever the reason may be.. I am just happy to be Shota’s Protector…”

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It’s early evening when Hizashi takes his leave, promising to come back tomorrow morning to pick up Shota when he’s discharged. You gaze out the window as a nurse comes into Shota’s room and feeds him dinner. With his arms in casts, the nurse has to actually feed him and now that he can see you, you figure that you won’t hurt his dignity more by watching him be fed. It’s only when you hear the door close behind the nurse that you make your way back to his bedside.

Shota eyes you for a moment before carefully leaning his head back on the pillow and closing his eyes with a tired sigh, “You can sit down if you’d like.”

Wordlessly, you accept the invitation and sit cross-legged on the spot where he had made space for you at the end of his bed. Absentmindedly, your eyes trace the paths of his bandages like you’ve done a hundred times over since he’s been in the hospital. Sensing your eyes on him, Shota opens his and studies you for a moment or two.

“Stop it.” He demands in a firm yet gentle tone, and your gaze pulls from his bandages to meet his stern one.

“What?…” You question, slightly confused, and he lets out another sigh.

“Stop beating yourself up.” He clarifies before continuing, “You did more than enough to protect me back at the USJ. I put myself in this bed. Not you. Me.”

Biting your lip, you search Shota’s eyes for the blame you feel you deserve, but all you find is the firm resolve that was in his tone, “If.. if you insist…” You relent quietly, a bit of doubt still laced in your tone. Taking what he can get, Shota lets the matter go for now and chooses to move the conversation along.

“Earlier, when Hizashi was here, I assume you were talking to his..” Shota pauses to think about what to call you and your kind.

“The term ‘Protector’ works just fine, Shota… Most of us refer to each other as such, anyway…” You provide with a small smile, appreciating his effort to call your kind by the “correct” name.

“Okay, then.. You were talking to his Protector? I couldn’t see or hear them like I can with you, but I figured you weren’t just talking to yourself.” Shota’s voice holds the same tired, stoic tone you’ve come to know over the last thirty years, but you can see the curiosity in his eyes.

“And, if I was talking to myself?… What then, human?…” You tease with a playful smile, and you can tell by the small, amused huff that Shota lets through his nose that he’s hiding a small smirk underneath his bandages.

“Then I would assume that we both have brain damage,” he jokes, albeit dryly, but you’ve always found humor in his brand of comedy.

Your giggle gives an ethereal echo and you shake your head at him, “Their name is Akari… I suppose they could be considered a friend… At the very least, they are somewhat of a coworker to me by human standards… I have interacted with them quite a bit since you became friends with Hizashi… They informed me earlier today that they seem to be in almost the same situation as I…”

Shota gives a slightly surprised and intrigued look before an almost dismayed sigh leaves his mouth, “I can’t believe I haven’t thought to ask until now… What’s your name?”

A small, amused laugh passes through your lips, “Considering that you were not even supposed to know of my existence, it is quite alright… Most of us do not have names and some will choose a different name for themselves with every new pairing… The name I have chosen for myself is Y/N…” You inform him before giving your name with a warm smile on your face.

Shota repeats your name quietly to himself as if testing it on his tongue, and something about hearing him say it makes you feel warm inside. Your mind doesn’t have time to question the feeling when he speaks again, “So, what is this ‘situation’ that you mentioned?”

You find yourself hesitating for a moment, trying to figure out how to explain the whole thing to a man who lives almost religiously by logic and rationality. You suppose that since he took to finding out about your existence so well maybe your next words won’t sound completely.. insane.

“Let us start with how long I have been protecting souls…” You begin gently, hoping that he can manage to put aside whatever his beliefs or disbeliefs are about concepts beyond the human plane of existence.

Once you’ve finished explaining your entire confusing and strange situation, a long silence follows. The look in Shota’s eyes is hard for you to read as he stares down at his lap, so you’re not sure what he could possibly be thinking. Feeling like you’ve finally pushed him over the edge of thinking he has truly lost it, you silently stand and move toward the window. You watch the sun slowly dip below the horizon as the silence continues. You hear movement behind you and your intuition spikes causing you to whip around to see Shota slowly standing up from the bed.

“What are you doing?… You should be resting still, Shota…” Your confused and concerned words do nothing to stop Shota from shuffling his way to your side. When he gets to the window sill, he leans lightly against the wall and gazes outside for a few moments before looking at you.

“Let me get the facts straight,” he starts, quietly. “You’ve been protecting people for thousands of years, without the need for reason. In all that time, you never protected the same person more than once until me. You also believed that you were the only one experiencing this until your talk with Hizashi’s Protector. Even so, you still don’t know why this is happening. Does that about sum everything up?”

‘He doesn’t sound like someone who believes they should be locked in the psych ward…’ You think with a hesitant smile before speaking, “I believe so… Listen, Shota.. I know how all of this may sound to a human… You are probably still wrapping your head around my very existence and being able to see me… But I.. I feel just as confused and disbelieving as you do…” Your smile falls as you speak, your expression and tone something of uncertainty as you turn to gaze back out the window.

Shota sighs as he steps away from the wall and comes to stand right up against your ethereally glowing body, your shoulder phasing slightly through his as he follows your gaze out the window, “It is a lot to try to understand, but living in a world where humans are born with superpowers.. it wouldn’t be too far of a stretch to believe in other forces at work out there in the universe.”

You turn your head to look at him in shock before a small huff of a laugh slips past your lips, “I have gotten to know your soul pretty well over the last five hundred years, Shota.. gotten to know that no matter the lifetime, who you are does not change like your name or appearance does… So, I am surprised that you are being so open-minded about this… You never were one for ideals like religion or higher powers or unseen beings… So, where has the real Shota gone?…”

Shota lets out a small, quiet chuckle at your slightly teasing tone, and turns his head slightly to meet your eyes, “I’m actually pretty open-minded when it comes to a lot of subjects. I just find that my time is better well spent focusing on what’s tangible in this world rather than what hasn’t even been proven to exist, that’s all.” He retorts in a tired tone that doesn’t match the teasing glint in his eye.

You playfully roll your eyes with a soft giggle before giving a small shake of your head, “Ah, I see… Well, all teasing aside, our situation may be odd but at least now I can warn you of danger easier… Though, I will try not to be a nuisance…”

Shota lets out a quiet huff as he turns to start walking back to the bed, “Don’t worry about being a nuisance. Between being Class 1-A’s teacher and being a Pro, seeing and hearing you will be significantly more helpful in tough situations.” He says as he carefully gets onto the bed, a quiet groan leaving him as he lays back.

You let out a quiet and affirmative hum as you follow behind him, then take a seat at the end of the bed by his feet when he makes space for you. You watch as he gets as comfortable as anyone could get with injuries like his when his eyes meet yours. You silently question the embarrassed scowl he’s shooting you until the realization hits you. You mumble an apology before quickly shifting your gaze to the window. Among the many little habits you’ll have to break now that he can see and hear you, just watching him for the sake of observing him is going to be the first.. and the hardest.

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The next day, Hizashi bursts into Shota’s room sputtering apologies for being twenty minutes late picking him up. Shota just brushes him off with a grumble of feigned annoyance while you and Akari giggle quietly to yourselves. A nurse comes in shortly after Hizashi’s arrival, pushing a wheelchair up to the side of Shota’s bed. Shota immediately begins protesting having to be wheeled out to Hizashi’s car, insisting that he can walk just fine.

“I know I said I would not be a nuisance, but listen to the nurse, please Shota…” You say a bit firmly as the timid nurse tries explaining to Shota the hospital’s policies.

With an irritated huff, Shota reluctantly moves from the bed to the wheelchair, grumbling slightly under his breath. You smother a giggle as you take in Hizashi’s shocked expression, the blonde clearing having expected more of a fight from Shota. However, the giggle slips free some when you catch the brief glare thrown your way from Shota as the nurse pushes him out of the room.

Hizashi stopped by UA so that Shota could talk to Nezu and go by Recovery Girl’s office. Despite the insistence from Nezu, Hizashi, and yourself to take off a few more days, Shota firmly stated that he would be returning to work the next day when classes resumed. During the walk to the infirmary, you couldn’t help the displeased feeling that had settled over you from Shota’s stubbornness. As a Protector, it’s normal to disagree with decisions that could impact the well-being of the human one is paired with, but this felt like.. more than that. Sighing to yourself, you choose to not overthink your feelings so as to not add more confusion to your already puzzling situation.

You and Akari stood by the window of the patient room while Recovery Girl examined Shota’s injuries. Luckily, she determined it safe enough to use her Quirk on Shota, even if it didn’t heal Shota as much as he may have wanted it to. By the time it was said and done, he was still bandaged up like a mummy, but at least his casts were able to be redone so that he could use his fingers. As you and Akari silently followed your humans to Hizashi’s car, you still hadn’t been able to shake your displeasure.

Finally getting back to Shota’s apartment, you stood behind him as he deflected every one of Hizashi’s attempts to stay and help. A bit dejectedly, Hizashi bid Shota goodbye, while you just silently nodded at Akari, still mostly lost in your thoughts. Once Shota shut the door with a tired sigh, you wordlessly made your way to the dining room window. It’s one of your favorite spots in the apartment with its view overlooking the city.

“Are you going to be silent and brooding for the rest of the day?” Shota asks, his tone is tired and slightly irritated as you hear his socked feet shuffle toward the kitchen. You feel a mixture of emotions as you tamper down a spike of irritation, your confusion over your situation only increasing.

“You should eat, then get some more rest since you insist on returning to work tomorrow…” You say in an even tone as you continue gazing out the window. You realize that your wording most likely comes across as petty, and maybe you want it to since he ignored you back in Nezu’s office. You hear Shota open the refrigerator and let out an irritated sigh, rummaging around for a moment before letting the door close a bit harder than necessary. You turn around to face him at the sound of condiments and jars inside the refrigerator knocking around.

“My students need to see that I’m okay. What they went through was terrifying, even for Pros like myself. None of them deserved to experience a villain attack like that before their careers have even started to begin. It’s my responsibility to be their face of strength-” Shota angrily defends his decision, most likely easily riled up from pain and exhaustion, but it only serves to irritate you more and cut him off.

“I understand that, but it is my responsibility to make sure no harm comes to you, even if the threat to your well-being comes from you… You need more time to recover, Shota… You are not ready to return to work in your condi-” You say firmly trying to maintain an aura of calm until he cuts you off.

“But in the end, it’s my decision! Your job is to silently protect me when it is necessary. I’ve made it through the last thirty years of decision-making based on my own judgment just fine, Y/N. Me being able to see and hear you now doesn’t change that.” Shota snaps, and you can’t help but feel taken aback and.. hurt. There are a couple moments of tense silence broken only by the sound of Shota taking a few deep breaths.

Your mind is once again reeling from how deeply you feel your emotions, but outwardly you straighten up and slip into emotionless professionalism, “You are correct… I apologize for overstepping, it will not happen again…” You state before turning back toward the window, ignoring the pain in your chest. You can feel Shota’s eyes on you, but neither of you says anything more, not even when the ethereal glow of your body flickers and dims a bit.

Divider Credit ~ @cafekitsune

fandoms I will write for + characters

RISING IMPACT

riser

liebel

yumiko ( wlw )

gawain ( platonic ONLY )

lancelot

MY HERO

tenya iida

izuku midorya

mina ashido ( wlw )

mei hatsume ( wlw )

shouta aizawa

ochako uraraka ( wlw )

ATTACK ON TITAN

armin arlert

eren yeager

sasha blouse ( wlw )

hange zoe

SOUL EATER

maka alburn ( wlw )

soul eater evans

frankenstein

Aizawa x Reader

You're both married for 4 years now and had been trying hard to have a baby, but somehow you always lead to a miscarriage. It went on and on but Aizawa promised to stay by your side and be patient with it. A miracle did happen though. You were pregnant and so after waiting for a month, you decided to suprise him during dinner on your anniversary. But you never knew he had a big suprise for you too.

cw: miscarriage, mentions of miscarriage, bad language(? idk this shit long) etc.

a/n: ik yall didn't ask for this and prolly sm1 is waiting for the dabi x reader but haha look what I wrote:'D anyways enjoyy!

btw this is not edited I'm so sorry for typos and shits.

You and Aizawa have been trying for a baby for quite some time now after getting married for 4 years, although; everytime you tested positive on a pregnancy test it doesn't last long for more than a week or month. It was hard for the first time it happened, but after two or three attempts later, your body just couldn't handle it.

Aizawa started to become distant for the past few months and it started to worry you. The both of you still tried to form a baby, but it just won't happen.

But I guess miracles do happen. You stood by the bathroom sink staring at the positive test in your hand, hoping that this little miracle growing in you would stay.

It was a month after that day and you still haven't told Aizawa, scared that you might lose it again after a few weeks and would just build up expectations just for you to lose it again. You thought that maybe you could wait for a month to make sure the baby stays, and it did.

Tonight was your anniversary, it has been officially 4 years since you guys were married and you decided to announce your pregnancy to him as a surprise. Aizawa has been burying himself with work the past weeks and months, you thought that if you now break the news to him that he'll be by your side again.

You were at the dinner table full of food that you've cooked for this special night and had worn a simple dress, you were waiting for him to get home. As you continued to set the table you heard the door click open and shut, looking up you saw him clad in a white dress shirt, black pants and his tie was hanging on his arm same with his coat.

You smiled softly at him as you walked towards him, "Welcome home, sho." you greeted as you took his coat and tie from him. He looked at you and smiled as he looked at the dinner table with all the food you've cooked. "What's all this?" he asked walking towards it and putting his bag on the couch. "I thought that it'll be great to have dinner here at home for our anniversary, and I have something to say too" you smiled as you placed his coat on the couch neatly. His back was facing you and you didn't noticed his smile fade away with a sigh. "I have to tell you something as well" he said as he turned to you. You walked up to him and patted his back. "well tell that later while we eat, I'm starving" you whined as you sat on the table, he nodded and took a seat in front of you.

As you were eating almost finishing up the food, you looked up to him and asked "You were going to say something, sho?" you said as you chewed your food. He looked at you for a moment "No, you go first" he offered as he finished his food. You shook your head before taking a drink of your water also finished with your food. "No no, I think yours is much more exciting than mine." you said as you patted your mouth using a tissue while smiling. He sighed knowing best to not argue with you, looking down he said "Let's get divorced, I got someone pregnant." He moved his head away from your gaze as your eyes widened. "What?" you asked almost a whisper, his head turned to you and looked straight into your eyes. "I was cheating on you for the past few months, didn't you even noticed? I was that desperate of having a child we- you couldn't have or last. You know how much I wanted one and you could even try and keep one?!" He said his voice raising a little at the last part. You were speechless, "I thought you said you'd wait? I thought you said you would be patient with it? You know I also want to have one and been trying to keep one. I'm also suffering Shota, don't you see that?" you said as you looked at him with tears threatening to leave your eyes. He shook his head as he stood up. "Well I can't be patient enough, when our last doctor said that you could pass as infertile. The papers are already signed, just get out the house before I come back. And I want those papers signed too" he said as he walking towards the door. You stood up quickly calling for him "Where are you going?" you asked desperately, he turned his head to you as he reached the door, a hand on the knob. "To the woman who's carrying my child. Goodbye l/n." He said as he walked out the door shutting it behind him.

"But, I'm the woman who's carrying your child.." you whispered as tears finally rolled down your eyes.

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You had the divorce papers signed and had your bags packed. It was early in the morning and he would be coming home any moment now, you had taken and packed all of the pictures and memories the both of you had made leaving the house you two once lived in a blank house.

You were going to stay with your family friend until you find a job and an apartment to live in, still doesn't know how you'll sustain a good health for your growing child.

-Aizawa's Pov

As I got home, I had Akira, the mother of my Child to live with me. Me and her entered the house, and as I looked around making sure she left already I couldn't help but noticed how every picture and memories we had framed was gone. Well at least that's one problem out of the way. I welcomed Akira with a smile and told her to feel at home and unpack her bags in the masters bedroom- the bedroom me and y/n used to sleep in. But I didn't mind, I already have the woman that would give me a child- the child y/n could never give. I'll finally have a family.

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A few months had passed and Akira was 3 months pregnant when she miscarried. They were fighting over something when she started bleeding making both of them panicked. Aizawa quickly rushed her to the hospital, scared that he might lose yet another child. After a few minutes of waiting the doctor finally went out of the room and stood next to a sitting aizawa. He noticed and quickly stood up "How's my girlfriend? Is she alright? Is the baby alright?" he asked his voice in a panicked tone, the doctor looked at him and smiled.

"Your girlfriend is alright Aizawa-san" she reassured, but her smiled dropping "though, due to stress she had lost the baby." she said as she patted him on the shoulder. His eyes widened feeling the deja vu of the night you lost your first baby. He began to shook his head muttering out 'no's' as he sat on the waiting chair with his hands gripping on his hair. The doctor carresed his back in comfort as she took the leave. He stood up a few minutes later and entered her room, smiling softly at her. She had been crying by the redness of her eyes as she apologized to him "It's okay, we'll try and try again alright? We'll be patient with this, we'll go through this together."

He said as he kissed her head holding her hand, his words echoed through his mind. Those were the same words he had told you the night you lost your first child. But he shook the memory away.

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A year and a half has passed and the same thing repeated again and again. He was growing tired and was starting to think that he was the problem. Hizashi, Nemuri and Toshinori had asked him if he wanted to join them for lunch on a restaurant near by for lunch and he agreed.

They were seating in a booth, Hizashi and Nemuri was in front of him and Toshinori was right next to him by the windows. Behind them was the counter, and as they were talking hizashi perked up upon seeing someone behind him. "Yo Y/n!" he yelled bringing his hand up in a wave, he choked on his drink upon hearing the name. Hizashi turned to the three "looked she brought Yuki with her" he smiled as he pointed. Nemuri smiled as well "I missed that kid, was a real pain in the ass when we last visited." she sighed and toshinori agreed beside him. He was confused, what child? Did you adopt? A nephew maybe? He sighed to himself shaking his head as he remembered he was not supposed to be concerned about your life anymore since the both of you were divorced for a year now.

Suddenly a child, probably not older than one waddled slowly to hizashi. As hizashi saw the child he picked him up and placed him on his lap. "Hey little man!" he said as he bounced the baby on his lap, nemuri reaching out to the baby and pinching his cheeks. Aizawa observed the child and noticed that the child- Yuki as yamada mentioned, had a thick(for a one year old he thought) black hair almost close to his and was wearing a small denim jumper and had chubby cheeks, his eyes was the same colors as y/n's and some features was almost like his. His observations was cut off as someone stood at their table, looking up he saw y/n, her hair had grew out from the past short hair she had since he last saw her. She smiled at Yuki patting his head. "Little guy missed you two" she smiled at them.

And as aizawa looked between Yuki and Y/n he started counting the months since that night of your anniversary. It has been a year and few months, looking at Yuki he looked to be almost a year and a few months. He remembered that you never got to tell him your 'suprise' that night, was this your suprise? Was Yuki your suprise to him that night? What happened to after you left? How did you managed to be alone? Thoughts ran to his mind as she spaced out. What really did happened to you after that?

-Y/n Pov(after that night)

A few weeks had passed and you were leaving the hospital after a weekly check up when you stumbled upon the trio- hizashi, nemuri and toshinori. The three was walking around and saw you and decided to invite you to lunch with them. You agreed, and when the three were asking how were things with your ex husband, you just dropped the news to them. They were shocked at how careless aizawa was and said that they'll support you through the pregnancy. You smiled happily to them knowing that you may lost your husband, but you still had wonderful and supportive friends with you.

A few months had passed and they stood by their word, helping you through cramps, morning sickness and even your weird cravings, they were with you when you learnt about the gender and was so happy when they found out it was a boy. Your due date was coming up and the three decided to put you in the hospital until you gave birth, nemuri was with you in the hospital room when your water broke and had stayed with you through the birth.

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After a few hours the baby was cleaned and gently placed on your chest as he slept. The name you chose- Yuki, was one of the names you and aizawa thought of on the day you first got pregnant. The three was pleased that your mood swings was finally over, but now they had to take care of a mini you now(they love it).

A year had passed since that day, and they took care of Yuki from time to time, taking turns whenever you need a break. A lot of memories was made with just the four of you and Yuki, his first step and his first words(it was dada and hizashi was laughing his ass off when it happened). You were great full for them, but you always wondered about Aizawa, what if he was the one doing those things with you? Would he be happy? You shake those thoughts off as you and Yuki entered a restaurant for lunch after his weekly check up.

As you were paying, you heard someone call out for you "Yo Y/n!" you turned your head as you handed the money to the cashier, waiting for the change. You waved at hizashi as you saw nemuri next to him and a familiar gold hair in front of her. You let go of yuki's hand when he saw hizashi, to let him wonder towards them. You took the change from the cashier and walked towards them seeing Yuki now sat on hizashi's lap as nemuri was pinching his cheek. You smiled and patted Yuki on the head "Little guy misses you, you know" you said now noticing the guy that was sat next to toshi. You took a deep breath as you spoke to toshi "how are you? You're not working yourself up are you?" you teased as you ignored Aizawa, who was sat next to him. "No no, I'm not don't worry" toshi said waving his hand up and shaking his head. Aizawa was looking at you but you didn't minded as you turned to nemuri "Are you busy tomorrow? I need someone to take care of Yuki for the day, I'm applying for a job tomorrow" you said. Nemuri pouted at you "I thought the four of us agreed that you won't work anymore?" she said as she crossed her arms at her chest "Yeah! Didn't we already?" hizashi agreed as he was playing with Yuki, you sighed. "I still want to help you three out you know? I can't be a bother" you said taking a chair from another table and placing it in front of the end of their table sitting on it. "You never bothered up y/n-kun" toshi said looking at you. "still!" you pouted taking Yuki from hizashi as you sat him in front of you on the table. Yuki turned to his right, now facing aizawa. You didn't minded him that much but when Yuki turned to him and leaned towards him with one hand supporting him and the other reaching out, all of you on the table stilled awaiting for aizawa's reaction.

-3rd pov

Aizawa stared at Yuki as he reached out for his hair. The small hands now reaching the front of his hair and softly tugged onto it smiling at him and blabbering away. Y/n took yuki's hand as it held on aizawa's hair "No Yuki, bad" she scolded softly as she puts his hand down and handed him to hizashi to keep yuki away from him a little. The table was silent after that. Aizawa was now looking at y/n "Is he.. Mine?" he asked almost a whisper, y/n's head was turned away from him when he asked. She quickly stood up taking Yuki from hizashi "You're still going to take care of Yuki tomorrow, muri."she said as she walked away.

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The next day came and Y/n was clad in a white dress shirt and black pants, she was fixing her cufflinks when she heard a knock on the door, she walked towards it while slowly trying not to trip in one of yuki's toys that was scattered on the living room he was sat in. She reached the door and opened it only to see Nemuri with Aizawa.

Confused, she pointed at him as she looked at Nemuri "What is he doing here? I thought I only asked for you."she said as she pointed at nemuri at the last part. Nemuri sighed and held two fingers on her nose bridge as she closed her eyes. "Well, after you left yesterday he bombarded us with questions and I can't just keep a secret you know!" she explained.

Aizawa cleared his throat and you snapped you look at him "I just wanted to know if he's mine, and I wanted to meet him as well." He butts in. Kea sighed as she ran a hand through her hair. "he's yours okay? And why do you want to meet him? Don't you have a child on your own already? The child you left me for?" She spat while pointing a finger at him. Aizawa tenses at her words and looks down shamefully, "She lost the baby, more than once" he explained not meeting your gaze. Y/n scoffed, "Oh how ironic isn't it? Your girlfriend always loses your child and you go off running with other women so that you could have a child? Don't shit me Aizawa, yesterday was just an accidental meeting. I would never let you meet my child after what you did to me. You could've been there watching him grow up, but you weren't were you?" You took a breath and continued.

"I had to be alone because of your selfishness of wanting a child. You thought I wasn't as hurt as you when I always miscarried? For fuck sakes it wasn't your body that's been a fucking casket for our lost babies! How fucking selfish are you?" You whispered the last part finishing your argument.

While you were arguing, Nemuri took the chance to slip into your house towards Yuki, leaving the both of you alone.

Aizawa stared at you in shame, not knowing what to say. "We were married for 4 years Shota. Were you that desperate?" you said. He sighed looking down, "I'm sorry, I should've had stayed with you and trusted that we could do it together. But I didn't. I let my selfishness overcome me, I'm really sorry y/n, I never meant to hurt you." He said as he reached for your hand. You swatted his away from yours, "But you did. And nothing will make me change my mind against you." she said as she closed the door on his face.

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a/n: so? How was it sishsishis, there's a part 2 don't worry:)

AHHHH this is my first post!!! I wanted to share some Aizawa sketches I drew! I also drew myself with my Aizawa plushie and my boyfriend getting jealous. So I hope you enjoy!

Ahhhh I wanted to draw him again so i did because I love him so much! I tried to go for horikoshi's style but it's not the best! But I hope you enjoy it!

🥺 I love them way too much 🥺

I'm definitely gonna draw them some more!

Ahhhh since a lot of people liked the Aizawa art I did. I decided to do Shirakumo! I hope you enjoy it! I'll be posting more doodles this week or maybe today so keep in touch! ☁️

Some more Erasercloud art. I've been enjoying drawing Shirakumo and Aizawa alot ☁️🥽 I hope you enjoyed these. I really wish I could make them as stickers.

Btw this is them in their early 20s and if Shirakumo actually lived.

Some doodles I drew of Aizawa because why not. I hope you enjoy ☁️🌤☁️

I wanted to make a small comic of these two (Shirakumo has a bad habit of smacking his lips while he eats.) .

To start, shirakumo's design I changed slightly, Aizawa and Shirakumo are both in their early 20s. I'm still trying to work on this AU of shirakumo where he lived so I'm sorry if it seems rough. Also another thing about Shirakumo's design is the small scarf around his neck. I thought it would be cute for Aizawa to give some of his binding scarf as a tribute to Shirakumo giving him the goggles. (Idk if he can use it as a weapon but ig he can use it to cross some random zip line idk) but I like to think of him wearing it like a necklace. I hope you enjoy this pile of art, I've drawn so much this week that it's insane. I will post more soon!

Btw, Shirakumo with the scarf and goggles makes him look like Snoopy which makes sense since his power are clouds.

I drew Eri and Aizawa because why not. I really do enjoy the colors in this one and how i drew Eri. I also like the background because I was going for something kid like.

Posting some Erasercloud art tonight. Just some doodles, I'm planning on drawing more next week. Hope you enjoy!