Loud Mouth stared at him suspiciously. "...And you're not lying? You'll give them a good home?" Aizawa rolled his eyes behind his goggles. "Yes, I promise- now will you hand me the cat already?" INSPIRED BY wilykat05's STORY PROMPT- FIND HER ON TIKTOK :)

"ʜɪꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ɪꜱ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴠɪᴄᴛᴏʀꜱ." It was the middle of the night. A ten year old shouldn't be gasping in air like they'd been starved of it because PTSD is a bitch. Nightmares are a bitch. Mental health is a bitch. Izumi just wants some fucking sleep, but she needs to figure out how to deal with all the people lying about the Quirk Wars first. TRIGGER WARNINGS: (will be updated as story continues) • nightmares (minor reality warping) • implied/referenced abuse • attempted murder (there's... a lot) • ptsd • anxiety/panic attacks • depression • suicidal thoughts (minor idealization) • suicide attempt • character death

a short conversation between Eraserhead and Midoriya before he has to go. [This is your warning that you're going to hate me afterwards. Continue at your own discretion (and please read the tags).]