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#erasermic angst
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Omg babes hello im back with something way different Um but I found this song called
Past Tense by JORDY
And it gave me EraserMic brain rot so haha have this <3
TW: second slide references drinking, swearing, purposely miss spelled words bc of drinking that’s all I think
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wild-zamboni · 2 years
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I love erasermic but I also love suffering so I HC that both of them were kind of in love with Oboro in their school days and are haunted by the idea that if their best friend hadn’t fucking died they may have never gotten together.
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thesmolandfurious · 1 month
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thetreefairy · 10 months
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Platonic Aizawa and Present mic where reader was doing a patrol with a few friends of class 1A and Hitoshi and something happens and reader gets trapped with this hero that panicked saving their self and left reader for dead.
Did I make this while in a depressive episode yes, so if its more like comedy then angst hehe-
Kofi
Warnings: implied murder, class 1-a tells erasermic what happened much to the heroes dismay, Reader wakes up kidnapped, class 1-a is also a yandere.
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It was Reader’s first mission together with Hitoshi and Uraraka. They were incredibly excited, especially since they were with their favorite hero: NYX. “We will be doing a rescue mission, if you sense any danger get out of there.” Nyx told them. “Take care of each other. [Hero name], you are with me.”
“Understood!” Reader agreed happily. “Stay safe.” Hitoshi whispered in his sibling’s ear as they separated. “I will.”
Well, Reader tried. During the rescue mission they were caught by villains, and NYX left Reader and the victim as the main villain made the building collapse. Reader used their body to protect the victim causing Reader to pass out.
“[Hero name]? "Please be okay!” the victim shouted. The victim kept shouting for help and help.
“Where is Reader?” Hitoshi asked NYX when he saw them come out alone. “They were supposed to be behind me.” NYX lied, turning around in fake concern. “Where are they?” Uraraka asked, feeling nervous.
“Uraraka, call Eraserhead. I will deal with NYX.”
When Erasermic had arrived at the scene, multiple heroes were trying to get into the building and get Reader. Uraraka made the ruins float and when Tokoyami arrived together with Hawks he used Dark Shadow to lift up wrecks. “Bird!” The victim shouted. “[Hero Name] is injured! Please help! Please!”
“Go to Reader, Hitoshi. We will take care of NYX.” Present mic told his adoptive son. “Fuck them up.” Hitoshi told his dads. Eraserhead just nodded and pushed them away.
“We are going to talk.” Eraserhead told NYX and Present mic started to drag them towards an alleyway.
“Fucking hell.” Hitoshi gasped out when he saw his siblings' injuries. “I am so sorry.” The victim apologized. “You have nothing to say sorry for.” Hitoshi promised her. “Hitoshi, go with Reader into ambulance. We will give Eraserhead and Present Mic the location.”
Hitoshi nodded at Uraraka.
When Reader woke up they were in a  hospital-like room. But when they looked out of the window they saw that they weren’t. It looked like Aizawa’s home scenery.
“Shouldn’t I be in the dorms?” Reader mumbled out loud. “Reader!” Hizashi shouted happily and hugged them. “You woke up.”
Hizashi started crying as Aizawa, Hitoshi and Uraraka rushed in. Luckily there was a lot of room. “What the fuck is going on?” Reader mumbled out. “Papa, why am I here instead of a hospital? Is Miss Butterfly okay?”
“Miss butterfly is okay.” Hitoshi told Reader. Class 1-a nodded and Uraraka said: “She is alright, she gave me this letter to give to you.”
Uraraka showed Reader the letter and then put it down on the desk. “she was really sad when we told her you wouldn’t become a hero.” Hitoshi chuckled as Aizawa petted your hair. “Wait, why wouldn’t I become a hero?”
“Don’t worry Reader! Class 1-a will visit a lot!” Uraraka said in a comforting tone. “Now hold on, who said I won’t be a hero?”
“We did.” Aizawa said. Reader looked at Hizashi. “Mainly me actually.” Hizashi casually said. “Shota thought you would still be able to be a support hero, but you are way too precious for that!”
“What the fuck.”
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artdagio-am · 1 year
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Angsty content
My por Aizawa having a breakdown
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decarbry · 1 year
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soft content
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alexandralumetta · 1 year
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Oh, look! Angst!
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dqllzdqys · 2 years
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• Aizawa & Abused!GN!student reader
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• He knew before you told him, but he wanted you to tell him because he wanted you to be comfortable with him.
• He talked to Hizashi about you every Friday for months when he noticed. But Hizashi convinced him to leave it till you're ready.
• He asked to meet you after class when you come in with you're arm almost completely bandaged up.
• You told him, then he took you to RG and you and him sat in the teachers lounge drinking coffee, or tea.
• Dadzawa & Dadmic.
• Pride parades for LGBT kids <33
• He and Mic both have specific ringtones for you.
• Weekend movie nights & naps >>>
• Shinsou definitely become really close to you <3
• Gaming with shinsou >>>>
• Eri loves to play Mario kart with you <3
• Super supportive
• If you get nightmares he sits with you all night.
• If you ask him for a friend [Denki, Izuku, Mina, Monona, etc.] To come over he reads the whole file of them first.
• Lazy sundays.
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Sorry this is so short & kinda lazy but plz feel free to recommend things for me to write &lt;3
-Omiina / 🔖
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Hi hi :)) can I request Erasermic x reader (platonic) hurt/comfort when the readers’ bio parents die? A little lore for this ask but you don’t have to include this- basically readers mom was a vigilante and villains wanted to get revenge on her, so reader was taken in by UA to keep her safe and she ended up joining class 1-A. Fem! Reader pls Thank you so much <33
Hi hi! <3
Of course I can! I poured every bit of talent I could scrape outta my system for this one lol cus I wanted it to be good omnskdn
Lemme know if you want a part 2! I have loads of ideas for this!
Y'all listen to Scott pilgrims fairy fountain theme slowed down for this please I promise you it just hits different in so many ways ah-
Also have I been calling present mic "president" mic before this fic? 💀💀
Masterlist <3
𝐄𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐌𝐢𝐜 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜) - 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐈'𝐯𝐞 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐞
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Bright eyes wander over the ground below from a distance, stare unwavering and expression cold. The floor dances with the fall of each raindrop, concrete becoming an expanse of colour as the light from nearby streetlamps reflect off the water.
The world looks so untouched from here, stories above ground at the height of UA's rooftop. Noone's around in this kind of flooding rainfall, and kids and parents alike take cover from the raging storm from above. It's a magical sight.
The only drop of colour radiates from the dancing reflections of the floor, like a TV gone static. The sky is clouded and there's no sight of sunlight, casting a gloomy blanket over the skyscrapers that try so desperately to touch it.
It's at this point where you lose a sense of yourself, drenched in rain down to the bone, hair flattened and clinging to your forehead. It feels so good to feel so raw like this, each raindrop stinging your skin as it hits you, grounding you in a way that nothing else ever could. Grief weighs on your chest like an asthma attack, restricting your breath through the lump in your throat. You're can't even distinguis between the rain and the tears that you assume are still falling.
It wasn't raining when you had first sat down here, and although the sky was clouding and the atmosphere was heavy from an oncoming storm, you didn't really mind either way. You would guess it's the perk of having a water reliant quirk. Sitting in the rain brings you relief that eases something deep inside, and you find yourself drawn to it like a month to flame.
You needed something to use as a crutch, and the rain was a good enough substitute for you. It would make a good enough substitute for the embrace you'll never get from your parents again. The thought has another strained sob wrenching itself from your chest. The corners of your mouth pull into a half-frown, like you're trying to avoid fully breaking down. Or like you're afraid of what might happen if you did. Your front teeth worry at your bitten up bottom lip, trying to keep any other involuntary cries stuck in your throat so they can die there.
You'd gone past the apathy of denial a few days ago, but at this point, you can deny no longer the fact that they're gone.
Now, you have nothing.
Your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of the hinges of the rooftop door creaking loudly, no doubt rusting from the heavy rain over the years. You don't even turn your head.
"__...?"
Aizawa sees no movement from you. It's not like he was expecting you to be bouncing off the walls, anyway.
"Come on, it's time to go."
His tone is grave, heavy with the weight of your parents on his mind. President mic stands a few feet behind him, eyes filled with remorse at the sight of you like this. You're almost catatonic, stricken with heartbreak. Noone's ever seen you so lifeless before. Not even the most intense depressive episodes have left you like this.
Aizawa leaves the shelter of the doorway without an ounce of hesitation, the black of his clothes saturating with the onslaught of heavy rain, which soaks into the shoulders at first, and then hits him from the from with a change in the wind.
From the corner of your vision, you see a hand reaching out to you, willing to pull you from the depths of despair and into a state of recovery. Your chewed up bottom lip wobbles for a second as you take the hand blindly, and suddenly you're enveloped in your sensei's warm embrace. It's so sudden, and it's just the comfort you needed to let go of your inhibitions, warm tears bonding with the streaks of cold rain that travel down the planes of your face.
"I didn't- I didn't think it would end like this! Is it all my fault?! 'Cause whatever I've done- I- I promise-... It wasn't supposed to end like this!"
Aizawa is no stranger to comforting those going through the loss of a loved one, though he never thought he would have to deliver such a harsh truth to his own student. It reopens a few old wounds, but it's not something he's worried about right now when you're in this state.
"I promise, there was nothing you could've done. You were put here to avoid you possibly suffering the same fate as your parents. They wanted you safe."
As much as you wish it wasn't true, you know it is. There's nothing you can do now. Was everything supposed to feel so hopeless and empty when you're training to be one of the strongest heroes there is? Shouldn't it be the opposite?
You can't stop yourself from crying into Aizawa's chest while he guides you back inside, careful not to have you slipping over. Neither teacher say anything as you descend the school stairwell after hours, and you're left with a comforting silence that's much less desolate than before.
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quillscales · 8 months
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"If we're just going to do what we always do, why would we call it something different?" Shota said, his voice indifferent and monotone as he answered Hizashi's confession.
It hurt more than he thought it would. Rejection. Hizashi had expected it, despite Nemuri's insistence that Shota liked him back. Yeah, he wanted him as a friend, nothing more. His blank face and ease of dodging his confession proved that. Still, it hurt. It felt like something was squeezing his heart so tightly that it would pop, and his lungs ached, and his eyes burned.
He wouldn't cry.
No. Hizashi quickly forced a smile. It was easy; he forced them all the time, and as far as he knew, his friends could never tell the difference. Or they didn't say anything about it.
He wasn't sure which option would hurt more. So he didn't think about it too often.
"Yeah," Hizashi said, waving his hand before rubbing the back of his neck. "You're right. Ha. Silly me." He pointed behind him. "I forgot something. I'm going to go… Get it. Uh, see you later!" He waved at Shota before turning around and walking away. He walked a little slower, hoping maybe that Shota would call for him to wait.
He didn't.
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ravenrissa · 8 months
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The Aizawas
(Part of the Aizawa-Yamada Family series)
When a villain attack occurs during a family outing in town, Present Mic and Eraserhead jump into action to save lives, leaving Hitoshi to stay back and stay safe. He gets lost in the rushing crowd, however, and ends up bumping into a couple who look eerily like Shouta...
Shouta is extremely resistant to the idea of his parents entering his adopted son's life. They were absent, neglectful parents who left Shouta to fend for himself growing up so they wouldn't have to be parents. He has sworn since the day he began fostering (and later adopted) Hitoshi that he would do everything that his own parents did not, being present in his son's life and letting him know he is loved, so when his parents announce that they want to built a relationship with not only his son, but him as well, Shouta is against the idea. But Hitoshi sees the conflict in his Dad's eyes, knowing that despite outwardly being stoic and indifferent to the situation, he's hurting inside, and sets about trying to make things right in this tense situation.
Read it here.
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machiroads · 3 months
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Down on his luck after coming back from the war, Yamada Hizashi is pointed in the direction of a gifted fortuneteller for guidance.
Elsewhere, Aizawa Shouta forecasts his own demise.
Erasermic | 13k | T | Taisho era urban fantasy AU | Dadzawa x Dadmic
Read on AO3
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xiaoming56 · 1 year
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Happy new year!!!!! Lets start the year w good vibezzz >:D
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oogiedoogieboogie · 2 years
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✨✨Been dead for a while so have a Spider-Man/Marvel!Erasermic Family AU that’s been living rent free in my head for like 3 months ✨✨
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ao3feed-dadzawa · 11 months
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Sir Please Stop Smiling at the Kids
sir, please stop smiling at the kids by halfyon
Shouta and Hizashi compete against each other to see who can rescue more kids without causing them acute distress. Winner gets to decided if they get a cat or a dog as their first pet.
They end up with Izuku instead.
OR: Shouta gets extremely attached to the first kid that doesn't scream or cry when he smiles at them.
Words: 3667, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Series: Part 15 of Proof That Aizawa Shouta Has a Heart
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: Gen
Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic
Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic
Additional Tags: Fluff, Angst, Parental Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead | Dadzawa, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Midoriya Izuku, Kidnapped Midoriya Izuku, Quirkless Midoriya Izuku, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Kid Midoriya Izuku, Child Abandonment, Married Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic
Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48120781
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decarbry · 1 year
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I came here from the bird app to follow you and I WAS ALREADY DOING IT. One question, were erasermic together before Aizawa became a Nomu? And are we getting some heavy angst OwO? I love your style btw. Sorry if this is already answered and I haven't seen it u.u.
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yeah they're married 😎
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