Sobbing Shouta Loves Deeply In Every Universe

Sobbing shouta loves deeply in every universe

Having some Fantasy Plot AU ideas for My Hero Academia that I have decided to share:

Aizawa is a great black dragon, who lives in a cave deep in a dark and dangerous forest, far from humanity. He does this for many reasons. The first is that humans are loud, so the further from the kingdom the better, and the deeper into the forest he is the less likely they will approach. The second reason is that his magic sustains him as a dragon. Dragons are known for going entire years in deep slumber. So much so that it’s not uncommon for annoying humans to be the number one cause of their deaths, breaking into caves and killing dragons and claiming they battled the dragon and won. So, it is safer to hide in a cave far from disgusting humans.

It is during one such nap that he awakes to the sound of a human woman and man’s voice. How or why they came to his cave is immediately apparent when he cracks one eye and sees them talking to a young child. Practically a hatchling. They tell the boy to wait in the cave while the two of them go get food and firewood and explain they will be right back. As they exit the cave, his ears pick up their voices still. Stating that, with how far they came into the forest this time there is no way he will be able to follow them out without getting lost and eaten by a monster. They are finally free of him.

Aizawa sits and ponders for a time, watching the boy sit there patiently for their parent’s return. He expects them to scream or fuss, but the boy doesn’t do anything of the sort. Humans call the creatures of the forest monsters, but they would never abandon their spawn for no good reason.

He should ignore it. The human larva will obviously grow up to be a man. With a sword and a loud voice and an uncaring, boisterous manner. The world will be much better with one less man in it.

He hears its stomach growl. He ignores it. It’s not his fault the creature will die. It was its disgusting parents. Hours pass and it begins to sob.

He tells himself he is just doing this to keep it quiet so he can go back to sleep. Deep down, he knows the quickest way to quiet it would be to kill it. But he can’t bring himself to crush such a pathetic creature. Perhaps, one day, when it’s full grown he will be able to bring himself to kill it.

He uncurls and steps towards the child, curious to see how it would take to having his full might bearing down on it. His read eyes glowing in the cave. When the boy sees him, it doesn’t scream. It doesn’t beg like adults of its kind do. It goes quiet and watches him with curiosity. Then it slowly gets up and toddles towards him, completely forgetting its hunger and sorrow in the face of his form.

“Kitty!”

The child, obviously a moron, but what human isn’t, stops at his front claw and gives it a pat and looks up at him with a chubby little smile, his purple eyes gleaming, a similar color to his hair.

He feels a heat in his chest that is strangely unrelated to his flames. Different from the rage he usually feels when he is dealing with humans.

He lifts his claw and knocks the child over, but it just giggles. He presses his snout into the child’s body, trying to see what was so wrong with it that would make it be abandoned. It smells like magic. A strong aura. Why would humans want to rid themselves of such a weapon?

After a few moments of contemplation, he activates his own magic. He transforms himself into the shape of a man, his wings melting into a black cloak and his scales fitting into a human looking warrior garb.

The child laughs and claps his hands like he did little more than a cheep parlor trick.

He looks down at the child, his face stony while his chest continued to feel a strange warmth.

He must be getting sick.

Maybe he slept for too long. Perhaps it was time for him to remain awake long enough to explore the world and see if anything changed in the past 100 years. Have a few new experiences.

He reaches down and picks up the human child. It coos at him, slapping his cheek.

Yes. He supposes this is his life now. He’s not as heartless as a human. There is no way he can force such a small creature to fend for itself so young. There will be a learning curve. But he supposes he will be a better parent than those monsters that abandoned it. And isn’t that ironic coming from a dragon?