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pricetheghost0 · 2 years ago

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⚠️MAJOR TW⚠️

Self harm (pretty gorey), suicide, abuse, sexual assault (implied but no detail), panic attacks (no detail really)

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This is a vent for me. This might be shitty but idc. I just needed to feel better.

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Words: almost 6k 😅🤠🫠

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Aizawa x Mic x Shinso x Eri x y/n (family)

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Y/n is abused by her parents and has to move into the dorms after villain attacks. She self harms but goes to far after remembering how bad her parents abused her. Aizawa finds her in her dorm and saves her. He adopts her into his family. Too bad she couldn’t take it anymore.

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Aizawa pov

Honestly… y/n is pretty special. Her quirk is good but her personality… used to be special, enchanting even. She was calming and kind.

Her quirk is called assassin. She can vanish into thin air. She is also super agile.

The reason her personality “used to be” anything is because she changed. She hid it well but I noticed. It wasn’t immediate. That would have been impossible. But after all the villain attacks and moving into the dorms it must’ve taken a toll on her.

I already knew something was up when her parents didn’t care if she moved to the dorms or not. She kept drinking whisky and brushing me off saying “kidnap her, enslave her, whatever I don’t care now get out and take that useless thing with you. She also makes for a good plaything~.” Her dad said with a wink.

It sent shivers of disgust down my spine. What father could think of their child like that.

Y/n pov

I hated the attacks. I hated that I wasn’t good enough. I hated that I couldn’t help Aizawa more. He was like a father figure even if I hadn’t known him for long.

I sat in class but it was hard to act as I always did. It was getting harder to wake up everyday. I would go back to my dorm everyday just to find my best friend in the drawer of my desk. That cold metal I rely on. My upper arms and hips were covered in old and new wounds. They were the easiest places to hide my scars.

I've been self harming since middle school. It’s probably already been 3 years. I was running out of space, and fast.

Time skip to class~

I walked into the classroom only to be greeted by Mina. She is my best friend but I started to get annoyed by her pushy personality. That kinda made me feel guilty.

“Hey! How ya doing?” Mina said loudly.

“I’m good! How about you?” I said with a huge fake smile plastered on my face.

“Goooood” she said, spinning around.

“SHUT THE HELL UP! IT'S TOO DAMN EARLY FOR THIS!” Bakugo shrieked.

“Tch” Mina sat down next to me.

Time skip….

3rd pov

You all went to lunch. Well… all accept you. You aren’t hungry anymore. Class is getting harder too. It makes you feel kinda stupid. Now you have a hunger for your blade.

“Maybe just a little” you say as you lock your door and grab your blade. You search for a place to slice like a goddamn cutting board.

“I mean… I already wore long sleeves knowing this day would come. Haha those dumbasses believe it’s better for my quirk.” You laugh to yourself.

You roll up your sleeve and position your blade. You slice and slice. Your skin screaming with pain telling you to stop. You could feel anything anymore. 1,2,3… you lose count. You grab a towel to catch the already rotting blood flowing from your forearm.

*knock*knock*knock*

“Y/nnnnnn” it’s Mina.

“Yeah” you say with a smile in your voice as you panic trying to stop the bleeding and roll down your sleeve.

“Aizawa needs you,” she says.

“Alright I’ll be out in a sec” you say putting the blade away.

You walk out and go to Aizawa classroom. For once he isn’t sleeping. Instead, he is standing and waiting for you.

“You wanted to talk to me?” I say with a smile.

“Are you doing alright?” He asks with a concerned face.

“Yeah why?” You say keeping your smile while internally screaming.

“You seem off. Not to mention your parents being the way they are.” Aizawa looked dead into your eyes.

Your smile dropped and you told him about the abuse. They hit you and broke bottles to slice you with. They starved you and made you pay for food and bills. Your father assaulted you and your mother sold you to different men so she could buy alcohol.

You told him everything except the toll it took on you. The fact that when people yelled, like Bakugo, you shook a little. The fact that you wanted to die and you self harmed. You didn’t even tell him about the full mental breakdown you had behind a rock in the USJ accident.

He sighs and thinks about what to say.

“Would you like to lock them away?” Aizawas eyes begged for the truth.

“Yes. To be honest I would hope they rot in jail.” You said with hatred piercing through the air.

Aizawa was a little shocked by the aggression coming from such a calm student but he felt the same. “Can I talk to Principal Nezu and the authorities about this then?”

“Yes.” You couldn’t stop thinking about the horrible things your parents did. As you walked to your next class you felt sick. Just the thought of your parents was enough to drive you mad.

“Mic…” you said, holding your stomach.

“Yes?” He then noticed how rough you looked. “You alright young listener?”

“I feel really sick. Can I go to my room to rest?” At this point you almost throw up. Flashbacks won’t stop playing in your head.

“Hey kid, you don’t look so-“ you pass out right in front of the poor guy. He panics and sends iida to get recovery girl.

Time skip—

Y/n pov

I slowly opened my eyes only to see Aizawa panda Principal Nezu talking to recovery girl. I can’t hear what they are saying but they stop when they notice I’m awake.

“How are you feeling hun” recovery girl has a concerned facial expression.

“Like I got hit by a truck.” I say running my fingers through my hair.

“You seem to have fainted due to shock.” Recovery girl said. Aizawa looked guilty.

“Aizawa, it’s fine. I had to say it at some point. Are they at least going to be locked up?” I drink some water.

“I’m still sorry y/n. I didn’t mean to push you and yes they will be locked away.” Aizawa choked back tears.

“Thank you.” A real and small smile showed on my face.

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You ran back to your dorm. You needed more from that blade. You haven’t gone past styro. Most of the time you did little cat scratches though. This time you had enough. You locked the door, grabbed your blade, and then sat in the corner. The memories of your parents and the embarrassment of passing out was too much.

You began slicing your upper arms and forearms. Each cut was deeper than the last. First it was cat scratches since you were afraid of what you could do in this state of mind. Then you slowly gave in and did styros. This pissed you off.

“Is that it? Is this all I can do?” You thought as you completely snapped.

All of a sudden you heard a louder slit sound from the blade ripping through your skin. You looked at your forearm only to see a deep cut showing the fat layer.

It throbbed. Pain was shooting into your head and you were bleeding… a lot. You panicked and that made it bleed more. You were scared. You pushed a towel on it to stop the bleeding.

*knock*knock*knock*

Shit.

What do I do now?

Fuckkkk.

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Aizawa watched as you left. He saw something in your eyes he knew about. When he was younger he self harmed. He knew the blood lust he felt all those years ago. He saw the exact same bloodlust in your eyes. Nezu talked to him as he was slowly losing patience. Aizawa knew he needed to get to you and fast. Before you did something dangerous. He finally lost it.

“The police will need your statement. They will be here in-“ Nezu was silenced.

“Ok ok ok I need to go. It’s important. I’ll be with y/n so you can send them to her dorm if they won’t already be there.” Aizawa panicked.

“Why would the police-“ Nezu couldn’t finish because Aizawa had already left running down the hall. That brings us to the present.

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Aizawa pov

When I knocked on her door I heard sniffles and shuffling. I also heard some mumbling that I could make out. Did she do what I thought she would do? Is it as bad as I thought? Is she ok?!

“Y/n please open the door.” I know a few more times.

You heard Aizawa's concerned voice. All you could do was feel guilty. You made this teacher, who already had to deal with the press and paperwork from the attacks, sorry about you. At the same time you were almost glad he came. You couldn’t manage to speak. Hell, you were about to pass out due to blood loss.

I hear the door unlock and a thud. At that moment I knew for a fact that she had passed out. I opened the door slowly to make sure I wouldn’t hit her. I then saw her as I looked at the floor. I immediately called for an ambulance.

I put the phone on speaker and dropped my phone and my knees to the floor. She hit an artery.

“FUCK” I couldn’t hold my tears in. This drew the other students' attention. Thank god for Iida who gave me and y/n some space as I held a half soaked towel to her arm. There were whispers making it obvious no one knew about her “habit”. Scars both new and old were on display for these poor students to see. A few people were crying on the floor. A few people were too shocked to feel any kind of emotions. Others comforted the ones on the floor even though they were crying too.

The ambulance quickly came and it was easy to find out where they should go since they saw the group of crying students at the door ready to lead them to another group of stunned and crying students.

I rode in the ambulance with y/n. I couldn’t hear the emts muffled questions through my own questions.

Why didn’t I notice sooner?

Why did I not run after you sooner?

My thoughts immediately stopped as we got to the hospital. They took you away from me. I had unconsciously thought of you as my own daughter. You were the person I felt the most comforted by. We had a similar story.

My heart shattered more as more time passed. I needed a sign. I needed a doctor to walk out of those doors and say everything was going to be ok.

I heard a door open and I weakly looked up. The door had opened countless times and still no news. All of class 1a walked through the door. Their faces were red and puffy but they calmed down a little more. They all sat down waiting. For once this class of cheery, optimistic hero’s was quiet. They were too stunned to speak.

Nezu walked through the door. I was too drained to greet him. He walked right up to me. Midnight, mic, and all might were talking to all the other students. They wanted to make sure we were all fine. Mic wanted to talk to me but he was on the verge of tears already. If he saw me, his husband, this broken he would lose it.

3rd pov

“Is this what you meant? Did you know this would happen?” Nezu asked with a serious tone.

“Yes. I had a feeling when I saw the bloodlust, all so familiar to me, in her eyes.” I could hear mic choking back sobs from the other side of the room. He knew exactly what I was talking about. He had helped me through a lot and never thought y/n would be the same.

“That’s all I needed to hear.” Nezu sat down next to Aizawa. Now there were 25 people waiting for the news that you were fine.

After another silent half an hour the doctor walked through the big metal doors. It had been 3 hours of waiting and finally you got to hear the news.

“Who’s here for y/n” the doctor said, a little shocked by how many people were in the waiting room on a slow night. (Never say it’s slow in a hospital)

Everyone jumped up looking at the doctor with eyes that were pleading to know if you were ok.

“We all are sir,” Aizawa said.

“O-oh sorry. Well I came to inform you that y/n is all stitched up and will make a great recovery. She might need physical therapy but we won’t know until she wakes up. She lost a lot of blood so we thank you sir for donating some of yours.” The doctor looked at Aizawa. Of course he would help his student. Especially since he thought of her as his own daughter.

Everyone let out a sigh of relief. It was like those words were the reason we could breathe again. We all had tears. Some were sobbing.

“W-when can we s-see her” Mina said through her sobs.

“Only one person can see her at a time and only two should visit her tonight. Like I stated earlier, she is asleep and it’s best for her to stay that way.” The doctor said calmly.

The group decided Aizawa and Mina should go. After all, Mina is your best friend and Aizawa is the one who found you.

Mina walked with the doctor and was left alone after being greeted by an officer who was guarding y/n from herself. She stood outside of the door. She was heartbroken by the fact that she had to guard a girl the same age as her daughter from herself. She was happy to see that a huge group of people came to see you.

Mina cried and asked your sleeping body why you would do such a thing. She talked about how everyone reacted and left after telling you to wake up and be ready for a fresh new start.

Aizawa greeted the officer and then walked into your room. He cried and told you about himself and his journey through mental illness. Little did he know, you heard everything. It took everything in you to not cry in his arms. You didn’t want to overstep your boundaries because you didn’t want to possibly make him upset.

Once he walked out of the room the police officer walked in. She saw that you were awake and sitting up while you held your head because it was throbbing.

“Hey, how ya feeling hun?” She said sweetly while taking the chair next to you.

“Everything hurts,” you said weakly. “Am I in trouble?”

“No sweetheart.” The officer giggled a little. “I’m Hana Shiozaki. I’m here to keep you company. We want to make sure you're doing ok.”

“Like Ibara Shiozaki?”

“Yes. She is my daughter!” She said cheerfully.

You stayed up for hours talking about UA and the attacks and everything else. You got so comfortable with her that you were able to talk to her about the abuse you endured without feeling as upset as you were earlier. She felt as safe as Aizawa but this time you were ready to talk about it.

Shiozaki cried and held you as you told her about the abuse. You cried in her arms and fell asleep. She lashed you down and after an hour she switched with another officer so she could go home and come back in the morning.

“””””””””””””””

Y/n pov

I wake up low key forgetting where I am. Shiozaki walks into the room looking tired. I feel kinda bad for her because she has to watch over me.

Thoughts swarm my mind. “Burden” “disgusting” “waste of time” “you should add more scars” “you’ll be fine since your in a hospital”

Shiozaki notices your panicked look. She walks over to you calmly.

“Good morning y/n” she smiles.

“Good morning” I yawn.

“What’s going on inside your pretty little head? You seem upset” she has a worried expression.

“Nothing much haha” I can’t help but laugh nervously.

“You can tell me what’s bothering you. I want to help. I’m sure the man standing outside of the door would also like to know.” She says while stroking your hair.

“Huh? What man?” I shook a little thinking it was my dad or something.

Aizawa walks through the door. He kneels by your hospital bed and puts your hand up to his forehead. He starts to tear up.

“Y/n… please… why” his mind spirals and you start to cry holding his and Shiozakis hands.

“Do you really want to know? It’s so dark and sad. It’s not fun to listen to.” You say trying to keep yourself together.

They both nod and you take a deep breath. Shiozaki brings Aizawa a chair and you start to talk. They were ready for the worst. They knew this wouldn’t be some measly boy trouble or friend group drama.

“Sometimes I sit there and think. It’s so hard to live a life where your own parents aren’t there to care for you but to kill you. I’m pretty much a slave. I’m like a sex doll and a punching bag. I’m an expensive 2 for 1 deal. I guess I’m not that expensive since they only spend money on themselves and I get the leftovers.” You bitterly smile at your own sick joke.

“It’s so painful waking up everyday wishing that you hadn’t. It’s so painful to lose all the feeling left. It’s not painful anymore to dig sharp metal into your own flesh. It’s not painful anymore to have a man violate me. It’s not painful anymore to be strangled” your vision gets blurry from tears. You start to shake like a mini earthquake and then your vision gets darker out of pure rage.

At this point both adults don’t know what they are feeling. They are so blindsighted by rage and sorrow and pity that they are lost. They are crying softly to themselves. They let you continue so you can get these emotions off your chest.

“I’m covered in scars. I made most of them but some of them are from when men ‘had too much fun’ with me.” Aizawa gritted his teeth. He was so mad that someone so young had to deal with this.

“Another few scars were from my failures. My mother threw a knife at me when I burnt her burger. My dad threw a bottle at me. It smashed against my back and the glass cut me. The alcohol still in it burned the cuts as it trickled down. He did it because I wasn’t mopping fast enough. He blamed the wasted alcohol on me and I had to clean the house while doing a handstand for hours.” You bitterly laughed at how ridiculous you sounded.

“The cuts all over me sting every now and then as a reminder. It helped me in a sick way. It helped me stay in my head so I wouldn’t say anything I would later regret. If I replied with anything other than ‘no sir’, ‘yes sir’, ‘no ma’am’, or ‘yes ma’am’, implying I had an opinion of my own, they would punish me. That could mean a whole other world of things. This could mean I would have to sleep out on the back porch nude in the winter or sunbathe on a secluded part of the roof nude in the summer until I burnt. My parents actually encouraged my self harming. They praised it and said I deserved it. They even bought sharp knives for me to ‘try out’” I cried and all of a sudden the heart monitor which had once been stable started to go off.

You were having a flashback. You weren’t in the hospital anymore. You were back at your house. Back before you ever went to UA. Your mother locked you in a room with some unknown ugly looking man. You knew exactly what was happening. He was going to play with you. You waited for your impending doom and all of a sudden you were pulled out of the memory.

Aizawa was there hugging you as the heart monitor calmed down. The hospital's social worker used his quirk to stop the memory and force you back into reality. This causes you to want to sleep. It was exhausting. The worst part was that the therapist had to see what your memory was to bring you out of it. Shiozaki looked to see the therapist shaking. He could feel that you were used to this. He could feel the pain you were feeling. This all added up and he fell to the floor. He was new and wasn’t used to this awful sight and feeling.

Shiozaki took the therapist away and Aizawa stayed with you while calming you down. He eventually laid you down and hummed you a lullaby until you fell asleep. He stared at your puffy eyes and wiped your tears away. He left the room and saw your classmates. He told them it wasn’t a good time and that you needed rest. They all tried to argue but gave up and went to the dorms once Aizawa snapped and told them to leave.

Aizawa didn’t mean to snap. He was just so angry that you were in this state. He was angry that your memories even made the poor therapist cry. He knew what he should do and called Mic.

“Helloooooo” Mic screamed into the phone. “How’s our little y/n?”

“Please don’t yell.” Aizawa sighed. “Can you come down here. I wanna ask you something in person.”

“Alright I’ll be right down!” He said cheerfully. He was just glad to hear his husband's voice after being so quiet yesterday.

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Present mic pov

I got to the hospital. I never liked being here. It was so sad and I have to remember Shota being here because he tried to overdose. It sends a shiver down my spine every time.

I turn the corner to see Shota, an officer, and a therapist. They all had puffy eyes. This isn’t good.

“What happened?” I try to speak quietly.

“Looks like she’s got some pretty awful trauma. She had to be pulled out of a flashback which was bad enough to make this young man cry.” Shota said with his typical tired voice with an added sniffle. My heart drops. I can’t believe things could be so bad.

“I was talking to this lovely officer about how we could help. This is where I wish to talk to you.” Shota grabs my hand and pulls me to the side. “I was thinking… What if we adopted her? Of course we will have to talk to Shinso but I think it would be a good idea. Her parents are getting arrested as we speak and I already think of her as my own daughter.”

“I’m fine with it as long as Shinso and y/n agree.” I am glad he thinks the same way I do.

Dunno the pov anymore

Once you wake up, mic and Aizawa talk to you about your parents being found and arrested as well as the men who assaulted you. They then continue to ask how you are feeling and ease your concerns. They have a nice talk and you already feel a tiny bit better. Then comes the big question. They already talked to Shinso and he was almost in your room. He walked in and you were slightly confused. You knew about their family. You just didn’t know why all of them were here.

“We have something to ask.” Present Mic smiles.

“We talked with Shinso as well.” Aizawa says calmly.

“Sorry this is so cheesy but they made me do this… would you like to be my sister?” Shinso said, embarrassed that he had to be there at all. It was all pretty cringy. He had no clue why his dads would adopt a student out of the blue since he didn’t know your story other than the fact that you tried to commit.

You were shocked. You were too numb to cry but you were so happy that you almost caved.

“W-what?” You needed a reality check. ‘Is this even real?’ You thought.

“We want to adopt you. However, the decision is all yours.” Aizawa said with pleading eyes. He really didn’t want to give you a choice. He wanted to help you and wanted you to be his own daughter to teach you the love of a real dad. Not some chewed up trash you called ‘dad’ in the past.

“I would love to!” You hugged your two new parents and Mic told Shinso to join the hug since you would soon be a part of the family. Shinso awkwardly hugged you and his dads while cringing.

“So uh… why are we adopting her?” Shinso said, not meaning to break the happy atmosphere.

You look down and grit your teeth. You pull yourself together and tell him the bare minimum. You were trying to ease the pain both on you and your new family. This made Shinso livid. How could someone do that? This is where protective Shinso kicked in. He comforted you and shocked his parents in the process. They had no idea how comforting Shinso could be until now.

Time skip ^~^

You got out of the hospital and everyone kept an eye on you so they could possibly come that close to losing you again. It turns out your parents associated with the LOV. This was hard for you to deal with so you turned to the blade, being extra careful on placement and depth. You didn’t want what happened in the past to happen again.

You were officially adopted by the two teachers and Shinso helped with your panic attacks when you occasionally called him. Turns out he was amazing at this whole comforting thing and would immediately run to you when you needed it. Of course you still had relapses but no one knew that. You didn’t want to hurt them.

The difference is that you relapsed less and you could actually smile a real smile. You were happy even though you had your moments. When Eri was adopted you were the best sister you could be. You protected her and helped her panic attacks like Shinso would do for you. Aizawa would look at you with pride, he was happy that you found peace.

After a while your family found out about your relapses and kept a closer eye on you but they comforted you. They made you feel alive. That was until your metal health got twisted out of nowhere. You fell deep into the dark. You tried to tell your dads about it and they comforted you well.

“D-dads. Can I talk to you guys?” You were nervous about how to say you were getting worse.

“Of course love!” Mic said as both of them dropped what they were doing once they heard your tone of voice.

“What is it hun?” Aizawa said sitting down with you on the couch followed by Mic on the other side of you.

“I want to die.” You didn’t know how to say it any other way. You had to say it bluntly or you wouldn’t have been able to say anything at all.

“I-“ Mic pulled you into a hug. Eri overheard this small conversation.

“Is this why you slice your skin and cry at night?“ Eri asked while walking over. Everyone was stunned.

“W-what.” You were upset with yourself for letting her see that even if it wasn’t your fault. Your dads had no idea what to say.

“I wanted to die too when I was with those villains. I don’t feel it anymore since you made me feel better!” Eri said, sounding sickeningly innocent.

“Baby you felt that way?” Aizawa asked, tearing up about this whole situation.

“Oh my god..” Mics breath was taken away.

Of course Shinso walked in when everyone was crying.

“Did I miss something? Should I be crying too?” Shinso said confused and walked over to the group of crying family members.

“Well I guess at least 2 of the 5 people in this room want to die.” You laugh at the pathetic situation.

“WHAT? WHO?” Shinso is confused.

“Me and Eri. At least Eri doesn’t want to anymore.” You say going back to crying.

Now Shinso has joined the group that is crying. He begged you to stay safe and begged Eri to not think like that. He was a mess. His dads remembered the suicide attempt Aizawa made and regretted. They begged you to stay with them.

Pathetic time skip T~T

This helped a lot but not enough. You felt like you couldn’t carry on any more. You were haunted by nightmares and panic attacks and you felt pathetic when someone had to calm you. Especially when Mina comforted you since she would end up in tears every time.

It was going to be hard on everyone but you gave up the moment your parents became horrible to you at 5 years old. You wrote out a note and grabbed your anti depressants. Funny how you were gonna die by the hands of something that was meant to make you not want to die. Just to make sure you snuck a bottle of vodka into your room to down the pills with.

You had sworn to never drink because of your parents who were rotting in jail just like you wanted but it didn’t matter anymore. You were going to die so who cares if you drink. You started writing the note your family would have to read.

“To my amazing family,

Please know that you made my life so much better. You made me happier than I could have ever been. I’m sorry it has to end like this but I can’t take it anymore.”

A tear drips onto the page. You really didn’t want to die but you thought it would fix everything. You wouldn’t be a burden on your family and friends. They wouldn’t have to strain themselves or drop everything to comfort you. They wouldn’t have to spend their hard earned money on you. Then you continued.

“I’m so grateful for your help. Shinso, you have been the best brother. You always helped stop my panic attacks and flashbacks when our dads were busy teaching.

Aizawa, you have been an amazing dad. Your steaks were the best tasting things in the world. Your comforting was just what I needed to get this far. But this is as far as I’ll go.

Mic, you were great at cheering me up. The car rides we went on while blasting music was so much fun. You really brightened the mood whenever I was down. Too bad my mood could only be lifted so much.

To my little baby sister Eri, I hope you grow to know how to use your quirk. You’ve already made so much progress and it makes me so proud. I hope you never feel like I do right now ever again. The world may be painful so you must become a light for the world.

To Mina, you have been a great friend. I also considered you a sister. You helped me even when you didn’t know how. You have been amazing to me. I really appreciate everything you’ve done for me. You made class more fun with the notes you handed me. It was really hard trying not to laugh in the middle of class. (Sorry Aizawa and Mic school in general bores me)

To class 1A, you guys were a lot of fun to be around. We fought really well together. You guys are super strong and I know you’ll make super amazing hero’s one day. Treat this as the disappearing part of my quirk. I will always be there watching. Who knows, I might even smack you guys around if you feel down haha.

Thank you all! Really… I needed you guys. I’m sorry again for having to do this. I would have been long gone by now without you all. Please don’t be too sad. I’m just going on a road trip… to the after life. Don’t worry though!! I’ll bring souvenirs if I get to come back!”

You needed to add a small joke. Duh! Then you cried a bit. Silently of course. You locked your door before writing the note so that was one less worry. You folded the note into a cute heart. You opened the bottle of vodka, getting a whiff of the poisonous drink. You cringed a little and then took a sip. You were too numb to feel a thing.

You opened the bottles of pills and got ready. You dumped the pills into your hand and chugged some vodka. You got more and more numb the more vodka you consumed. You left the other third of the bottle to swallow. You shoved the pills into your mouth and swallowed them with more alcohol. You felt dizzy from the intoxication.

Then your stomach churned. Your head was pounding and your limbs were going numb.

*THUMP*

Everyone heard your body hit the floor except for Eri who was a heavy sleeper.

“Y/n? You ok?” Aizawa asked.

“…”

“Y/n, please answer” mic pleaded.

“…”

“Fine!” Shinso banged on the door but couldn’t break it down.

Aizawa stepped up to break the door down. “Mic, call an ambulance. NOW!”

The door broke off its hinges. They saw you. Laying on the floor. Lifeless.

They all froze as Mic told the emergency operator to hurry. Aizawa dropped to his knees next to you checking your pulse that had disappeared. He started crops and Shinso grabbed the heart shaped note. He read it out loud and then they noticed Eri, who had woken up from the banging and yelling, standing at the doorway crying.

She had listened to the note and watched as you were taken away. She was destroyed along with the rest of your family. She swore to help anyone who felt that way. She swore to carry on and help her family. Aizawa impatiently waited to hear the doctor say you were ok. He wanted to make things better. He wanted to fully heal you this time.

Mic promised to never let you leave his sight. He begged whatever god he needed to, to make sure you would be ok. Shinso was left as an empty shell. He felt angry and confused. He couldn’t fathom losing you. He couldn’t help but cry and look at the ground.

What they didn’t know was that you were watching this. It was like an out of body experience. This confused you. It made you wonder if you succeeded. You actually regretted doing this. Then everything went black.

*beep*beep*beep*

“A heart monitor?” You thought. “Am I still alive?”

You open your eyes to see that you fell asleep at your desk. The beeping was your alarm clock. You looked around and realized that My Hero Academia was still just a show. You noticed a pen in your hand.

That was the last line of our story… but it wasn’t real. It was just me and a pen and paper. I wrote it all…(@Katelyn on tik tok p.s. I couldn’t find her normal @)

How can something feel so real but be nothing but a dream. Truly I wish I never woke up if it meant I got to be with them. (@Bash11_13 on tik tok)

Your heart shattered when you heard your mom screaming at you to get ready because another man was coming by to “play” with you…..

#y/n #aizawa shota x reader #mha shinso x reader #mha x reader #x reader #tw self loathing

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