#man got tossed into the void and their body couldn't handle being out in the void so they turned into a centipede—a literal bug in the game

[emile-tb]

pain

[letters-from-eros]

Request by: @wolfkid22

A/N: This took longer than I wanted to because I loss writing motivation for a minute lmao but I really enjoyed this request, I'm eager to get to it. I really hope it does it justice! I pretty much wrote the entire USJ experience down for immersion and I really wanted to do this right since you entrusted me with writing something you relate to your OC.

Pairing: No romantic pairing, but this one-shot revolves around Aizawa and the reader in a non-romantic sense (I ain't with that teacher x student shit 🤩)

Form: One-shot

Genre: Angst

Warning: Mentions of blood, depictions of anxiety

It was strange to say that you were, at one point, excited to go to USJ with your classmates. Excited to see how your quirk would work in emergency situations, excited to make progress. Take another step into making you idol– and teacher, proud.

Thirteen was going on some long winded rant about why everyone was here and how thing's are gonna go. The moment you heard that the class of 1A was attending this place you did a short bout of research to see what you were stepping into. That being said, you knew what Thirteen was going on about and had completely zoned out because of the lack of reason to actually pay attention.

Your eyes stayed glued to the ground below you as your own thoughts overlapped with Thirteen's words. Something minute snapped you out of your thoughts and had you look up, small footsteps that turned out just to be Aizawa shifting his weight a side to side a little. He stood beside Thirteen, his tired and disinterested expression ever present. He looked like he didn't want to be here at all but to be fair he did look like that all the time.

You eyes unconsciously linger on your teacher for a moment, you could feel yourself slowly slip back into a state of unawareness and zoning out again. Right before your eyes drifted away from Aizawa you pick up on how his eyes snapped quickly towards the right, and you couldn't help but follow his gaze, shifting your head to the right as well.

In the main plaza, right in the middle of the facility there was a strange void slowly growing bigger and bigger. A hand stretches out of it and you quickly came to the understanding that the "strange void" was some sort of portal.

After the hand, a masked face shows itself, contrasting the dark gateway behind it. The only part of- what you assumed was a man's- face that could be seen against the hand-shaped mask was one of his eyes. Red and beady, seemingly looking directly at you. Veins pricked out of the corners. You knew this couldn't be apart of the facility, with that knowledge came an overwhelming sense of panic.

More people started appearing out of the black hole-like gateway and your body moved on its on, taking a small step backwards and away from the main plaza where the intruders were emerging. Just.. More and more and more people came pouring out of the portal, each one with their own threatening appearance and aura surrounding them. You were too awe-struck at the group to break your eyes away, or pick up on the words of chatter that started to drift around.

'Shit, I should be listening,' You thought, this should be treated as an emergency. Hell, this is an emergency if you weren't overreacting.

"What's going on Aizawa-Sensei?! Thirteen?" Mina was the first to speak out, all the mutters and whispers went silent. "Is this apart of the rescue training?"

"This isn't apart of the rescue training. These must be villains," Your teacher only confirmed your fears, but there was no form of panic in his voice, rather, there was a sense of urgency. "Thirteen, get the kids to the exit."

You watched as Aizawa brought his goggles that hung around his neck to his face and Thirteen started to turn and usher us to the exit. It wasn't far, but couldn't be described as close, either. Bakugo barked about how we should be with Aizawa who began to fight the intruders. The villains were out of our league, as much as we wished we could be helping, we would end up being tossed around like rag dolls, including the likes of Bakugo himself (although you had to admit he'd probably put up and damn good fight)

You glanced back at the main plaza, watching how Aizawa easily took out about 5 villains in a matter of seconds. Maybe there was no need to worry after all, you thought– hoped, rather.

Hope, that's the feeling that was swelling up within you as the doors that lead to the exit/entrance neared but that feeling was quickly shut down.

You almost walked straight into the black and purple nothingness that seemed to be the portal that the villains came out of, you quickly halt and look around only to see that everyone was fully surrounded, including thirteen.

"Oh god..." A panicked whisper is all the could escape your lips as a voice started talking. Apparently the void-portal-thing was actually a... Person? Why do quirks have to be so complicated sometimes...

"We are the League Of Villains," The portal-man started, his deep voice sent a shiver down your spine. "If you're wondering why we're here, our goal is to kill All Might-"

It didn't seem as though he was done talking but as soon as the voice said their goal was to kill the #1 hero Bakugo and Kirishima were quite quick to attack, but how do you attack someone that barely has (or is showing) and physical form.

They both fall into the portal and and the parts of it that surrounded your class quickly closed in around all of you.

For a split second, it was dark. All you could feel was the way your hero suit hugged your body.

For a split second, you thought you died.

That is, until your body collided with the unforgiving ground as grass pricked the back of your neck. You sat back up and tried to ignore the lightheaded feeling that took over your body after have such a hard impact with the ground.

"Anyone?!" You called out, loud enough so those in your vicinity could hear you but not too loud to attract any unwanted attention. Chills scattered across the entirety of your body as there wasn't a response.. You were completely alone..

It didn't take that much looking to figure out where you were, you ended up landing in the forest area that surrounded most sides of the main plaza, where your teacher was still fighting. The low-level villains seemed to never stop bombarding Aizawa, but Aizawa didn't waver no matter how many hits he had to take. You wonder how much fighting and hero experience it required for him to doing what he was so... Effortlessly.

You sat there starstruck for god knows how long, hidden behind a forest of trees no one ever bothered to look in the direction of. From what you managed to see out of your peripheral, Tenya was the only student who has made an escape out of this facility, undoubtedly to go get help, though.

More of your classmates started to slowly pool into the forest area you've been residing in, panic whispers filled your ears.

"It's only a matter of time Tenya comes back with pro-heroes... Right?"

"Relax, Bakugo!! Aizawa can handle it!"

"Let me GO, Shitty-Hair! Before I blast you to bits!"

You glance at Katsuki for a moment to see him struggling in the arms of Kirishima, holding him back from leading a charge into the plaza. Everyone knew if one person dared going to where the villains were, the majority of the class would follow along with. It wouldn't be good..

"I-I don't want to mess him up.." Midoriya's voiced seemingly strained to get the sentence out, fear took over his tone. He said what you've been thinking for the entirety of watching Aizawa fight.

That was up until the point of the... Thing that sprouted from the portal appeared.

As soon as its presence emerged your heart started to pick up its pace. Jet black skin and muscles seemingly bigger than the #1 hero's, the monster towered over your teacher's figure. Unconsciously, you slowly took a few steps forward..

Who you've dubbed as who seemed to be the ringleader of this operation called the thing a Nomu.. A strange name for such a crude monster.

You wipe the moisture that accumulated in the palm of your hands due to anxiety as you watched the Nomu prepare to take on Aizawa. Something in the back of your mind tells you this is about to go horribly wrong, yet you refuse to listen to it.

Maybe you should've, watching as Aizawa's head gets smashed into the solid ground by the Nomu. As everyone else couldm't bring themself to move a muscle, a surge of adrenaline rushed into your veins as though it was a drug.

You refused to lose your teacher. Your inspiration, your hope.

The Nomu held Aizawa's face up and he slowly drooped his eyes open, he was going to lose consciousness any second as blood started to drain from the side of his head.

You held your hands up, it was time to use your quirk. The few seconds it took to create a dense sphere of air you took steps large steps further until you were dangerously close to where everything was going on. No one reacted to you fast enough to stop you from hurling the sphere at the beast. Although it was air, what you threw was more similar to a boulder than a nice breeze of wind. The Nomu went flying backwards with Aizawa released from his grasp.

Thank everything good in the world that as you started to make your way towards Aizawa's limp body, the doors came crashing open, All Might, and at least 5 other A-List pro-heroes appear in the lobby.

Although you just (temporarily) took down the Nomu, all attention was quickly shifted to the heroes long enough to scoop Aizawa into your arms and make towards the exit. One of his long arms was wrapped around your neck and your left arm encircled his waist with a tight grip.

Up close, Aizawa looked a hell of a lot more roughed up and pummeled than he did before, even getting rid of the injury he just got from the Nomu. Your stomach does backflips as you felt some of Aizawa's blood drip onto your cheek.

"What were you thinking?!" The man reprimanded, his voice lacked urgency since he was 5 minutes from passing out, by it was scolding nonetheless.

You take a few labored breaths before answering him, each word that left your mouth was stressed and genuine, I can't lose you, Aizawa-Sensei, you're the whole damn reason I came to this school!" Your tone sounded as though you were even offended that he dared asked you what were you thinking. "I can't have my inspiration to be a hero die right before my eyes when I could've stopped it!"

His body seemed much more tense that it did before in your arms, and he had no response to the words that left your mouth. He's gotten used to the lazy, tired, cat-obsessed, vigilante stigma far too much. To imagine that he's someone's inspiration to be a hero? Its mindboggling.. Although that, the fogginess and shrouded his mind was being no help to solve to problem of formulating a response.

"Aizawa-" You began before getting swiftly cut off. You were at the doors of the exit and Aizawa's body was swiftly taken from you by some paramedic.

Cop and ambulance sirens is all you can hear as you take your first steps outside. Your knees almost buckle under your own weight as the absence of the adrenaline rush you had gotten finally hits you.

Two hands steady hands of another paramedic keep you on your feet and lead you to an open ambulance where they got you to take a seat.

"Are you okay?" Concern laced their voice, but they still managed to talk slowly and clearly.

"Oh, um, yeah, this isn't my own blood," You reference to the small amount of blood that managed to get on your cheek from Aizawa before breaking eye contact, looking at the ambulance that was parked beside the one you were sitting in. "Is he going to be okay?"

"Who? Eraser? Yeah! I saw his vitals and they're looking as strong as they could be for someone in his condition. You're a real hero for saving him, kid."

Before the words of praise even resonated in you, you took a sigh of relief knowing that your teacher was going to be safe. "Thank you."

You watched as the medic scurried off elsewhere in search of anyone else who could be in need of serious medical attention as you began thinking about the events that just took place.. You just survived your first encounter with villains, and managed to save someone so important to you while doing so..

'I did good' you thought, a tired smiling playing on your lips.. You truly felt like the best hero you could be and worthy of any praise Aizawa could give.