Aizawa Angst - Blog Posts

Hiii, i was wondering if you could please write a bnha Aizawa oneshot (or drabble) in which he has a daughter and he dreamed she died in his arms but she was safe and sound sleeping in her bedroom 🩵 thanks you🩵

I hope it's ok that I used Y/N as the name cause I couldn't think of anything else.

It was dark.

Much darker than any of his dreams had ever been before, with nothing but darkness everywhere he looked. 

Or so he thought.

Glancing to his right, his gaze landed on something he’d hoped he would never encounter; his child, facing off against the very nomu that messed him up at the USJ. His panic flared as his heart beat quicker than it had in a long time, but he couldn’t move. Something had him stuck in place as he watched his daughter fight the nomu using the capture weapon he himself had taught her to use. She put up a good fight, despite how much it hurt to watch as the nomu threw her to the ground over and over again he still couldn’t move no matter how hard he tried as she lost more and more blood, slowing her down enough for the nomu to get devastating hits on her, the sounds of bones breaking all too loud for him to handle as tears gathered at his lash-line. 

Finally, when it seemed she could no longer get up off the ground was he able to move as he sprinted towards her as her body twitched and limbs were splayed out in directions that surely weren’t natural. “Y/N, wake up” he said frantically, lightly smacking her face in an attempt to wake her from a slumber that seemed all too eternal. But it was no use, as her breathing slowed until it stopped all together and sobs wracked his body. She was dead.Waking with a gasp, sweat poured from his body and tears he hadn’t even noticed stained his face as he tried to ground himself, telling himself it was only a dream but it was in vain as his breathing only sped up as he rushed out of bed and into the hallway. He had to make sure she was ok, that she was here, that she was breathing. Quietly, he opened her door, wincing at the sound it made as it eased open revealing the dimly lit room where Y/N lay sleeping. Walking closer, he watched relieved as her chest rose and fell, a sure sign that she was breathing. Sitting on the ground against her bed, he let relief flood his body now that he was sure of his daughters safely if only for now.

Nobody’s POV

It was dark, their body numb as they stared into nothingness. It was scary this strange, detached feeling, like they were dead and alive all at once. 

“Y/N?” A voice spoke before the semi-translucent body of Eraserhead walked towards them, as memories flew back to Y/N like stab to the heart. 

“Shouta? What is this? Where am I?” Y/n asked their voice trembling as Aizawa silently approached them amidst the darkness.

“Y-you died, I was there I saw it happen” Y/n muttered reaching towards him as their hand went right through. 

“It wasn’t supposed to be like this, you were supposed to make it out alive” he admitted “What’s the point if I don’t have you? You were all I had but you left me” Y/n questioned, their voice cracking and hoarse 

“I waited and waited, but you were never going to come back. I knew that and I waited anyway” They continued on the verge of breaking down as Aizawa sat down next to them, the dark on the verge of enveloping them both. 

“ I didn’t want to leave you Y/n, believe me I never wanted this. But I didn't want to live in a world that didn’t have you” he ghosted a once warm hand along their ice cold back

“You say this Sho but you submitted me to the same agony you didn’t want to suffer, you were ready to die for me but never to live for me” they laughed brokenly

“Y/n, love, you have to understand, ever breath I took, every day I lived, was for you. I didn’t want any of this to happen-”

“But all I wanted was for you to stay, the world could’ve burned and it wouldn’t have mattered to me, all I needed was for you to stay” Y/n broke down, their body turning just as translucent as Aizawa’s 

“I-I….I w-wasn’t ready to say g-goodbye” they hiccuped out as Aizawa pulled Y/n into his lap, 

“I know” he whispered kissing their forehead as both their bodies disappeared into the darkness together.

-In the hospital-

Doctors and nurses rushed into the room as the telltale sound of the heart monitor flatlining sounds among the yelling of people rushing around, attempting to resuscitate Y/n’s cold body.

A body that will never again house a soul as it turns into a cold, dead shell of the person that once occupied it.