Project: Master [BNHA/ My Hero Academia x reader]

Chapter 18

As mentioned in the first chapter, Aizawa will be older for the sake of plot (and because I didn't check his age until after I wrote the first few chapters) I'd say he's around the age of maybe 35- 37, so almost 5 years older. I'm very sorry if this upsets you in any way :( 

!!! TRIGGER WARNING !!! In this chapter there is a moment where murder and suicide/ self harm is discussed, please, please, PLEASE skip over that part if you are sensitive to these topics. I don't want anyone to be reminded of any painful memories :(

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As the spiritual projections fell through the black and purple blended portal, one was screaming incomprehensible nonsense in fear, and the other in excitement. 

"MA'AM, WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?!!-" (y/n) screeched as she fell.

"D-Did you just call me mom?" the extremely annoying astral projection asked, as she giddily swam over.

"She's- OH, SO NOW SHE'S SWIMMING IN AIR!? Is this even air? Where even are we?! Does gravity exist here?! Is time a thing?!" (y/n), who was slowly losing her sanity, began to screech. 

"You're thinking way too much about this." Julia mumbled as she poked (y/n)'s cheek. 

"Or maybe you're not thinking enough, ya thought about that yet?!" (y/n) shrieked back, swatting away Julia's hand.

"Well, being a ghost for a decade or so kind of messes with your brain,  just saying"

"... I've never been a ghost before, HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THAT?!"

"Well then, your time as a ghost, floating around aimlessly with no real purpose, begins now!" Julia cheered, a wide smile adorning her face. She looked over to her daughter, only to see the scariest smile gracing her features. (y/n)'s eye began to violently twitch. 

"...Too soon?"

"Too. Soon." 

"Got it. Not a humorous person."

"Excuse you, I am the most humorous person I know."

"Until you met me." Julia grinned cheekily. 

".... Aren't you supposed to be mature?"

"Eh? What made you think that?"

"I was just thinking, since dadzawa's all, you know, doom and gloom, and no-socializing-please, you'd be a bit more, mature? Then again, he might have been into more outgoing people- why are we discussing my own father's type." 

"Yeah, he is really doom and gloom isn't he?" Julia muttered. 

"I remember when we were all in U.A, we used to try and convince him to socialize a bit more." Julia laughed for a moment, but then her smile faded slightly. "I kind of feel bad about it now though."

"Feel bad about trying to get him to talk to people?"

"No, no regrets there.  It's more like I feel bad for..." Julia's voice trailed off as she looked over to her daughter.

"For...?" (y/n) asked, growing slightly irritated. 

"Don't worry about it for now. It'll probably be easier for me to explain once we get to the memories..." Julia grumbled, as a map appeared in her hands. After a short period of her mumbling to herself, she pointed to a spot and nodded. 

"Alright, we're taking the next exit-"

"Why are you making it sound like we're on a highway-"

"WE'RE ON THE HIGHWAY TO H-" Julia began, but she stopped as soon as she took notice of the glare (y/n) was giving her.