#sadzawa

[karliahs]

constantly fighting the urge to make even more specific aizawa tags...i love my small collection of sadzawas, and have recently started tagging specifically content of aizawa holding/carrying people because. i had to. legally. now i kind of want a tag specifically for aizawa smiles...

[starr666]

No Sleep in the Sheets

IB: Sex with a Ghost by Teddy Hyde

gn!reader;unspecified reader parts

Cw: angst???, light smut???, mentions of hallucinating, light knife-play???, sadzawa, idk what im doing???

minors dni

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Context??: You are Aizawa’s past lover that passed away in a tragic accident. Aizawa struggles with the reality of what has happened and even started having hallucinations …or at least that's what he thought it was.

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…One…two…THREE empty Coors Light boxes scattered across the room as the sleep deprived pro-hero tried to drown out his sorrows. To wash away the pain of seeing your reflection in the mirror once more after his shower.

“I’m going fucking crazy” he mutters to himself, wiping the stray tear that fought to fall down as the glass bottle hits the hardwood floor. There it goes again, the random wafts of your thrifted perfume that you wore often when you first started dating flooded his senses. He picks up another bottle, removing the spiked cap with his calloused fingers to inhale the yeast stench that overpowered your flowery but rustic scent, even if its effect only worked for less than a minute.

You couldn’t take it anymore. Not seeing your lover cope in such a way. It's been weeks. He already barely gets a wink of sleep on a daily basis but lately Aizawa has been going on 3 day long benders, stumbling into work despite being given paid leave to deal with the grief. Always trying to save everyone but himself.

Ghosts are not to interfere with the daily lives of the living, no matter how badly it hurts to see.

“He seems so lonely”,you found yourself whispering every now and then as you watched him from various spots in the now trashed apartment you shared. It was often followed by a soft cringe from him…as he could hear the sharp and piercing version of your voice. He just chalked it up to paracusia.

wOOSH, you snatch up the bottle from his weak grasp

He stares at the floating bottle making its way to the dresser with wide eyes.

“This isn’t the way, my love.” you whisper, knowing he will flinch from the altered version of your once light and comforting voice. You needed to find a way to tell him that you were there. You find your legs making their way over to your side of the bed that he refused to sleep on and you pull him into you.

“Y-Y/N?” He stuttered in confusion. He had so many questions but they were muffled as he found himself sinking into your familiar warmth. His 5 senses being fulfilled by you.

Your smell, even if it wasn’t real, the comfort the smell brought him was too much to pass up. He found himself wrapping his arms around your figure and nuzzling his head where your neck would be.He missed your touch. He felt your small kisses showering his forehead. Being able to feel him again just made you want to do more. And luckily, he still knew your body like the back of his hand. ‘Just a taste’, the both of you think before finding yourselves in a deep kiss. One filled with love, hurt, and desperation. His kisses were still a bit sloppy due to the beer but who cared when your tongues danced their familiar tango? Hearing your soft pants that overrode his whines as he used his knee to get you aroused while your hand rubbed and squeezed at his ever-growing bulge. The sight of the knife you kept in the dresser next to the bed from your friskier nights together against gently pressing against his stomach as you rode his length. The knife pressing deeper into him as your hole consumed him further.

The familiar pain only turned him on more, which was apparent in the way his member twitched inside of you, ready to burst as blood began to trickle down to where both parties’ joint arousal pooled.

“Shit, you still take that dick like a champ…”,he mutters under his breath, struggling to keep his composure but with the sounds of your bodies colliding it was impossible. You use your free hand to choke him, hard. He relishes in the feeling, being completely fine if this ended up being the thing that meant he’d be able to be with you again.

“Gonna c-cum- ah shit-“ he curses through his release, his thick spurts of cum coating your walls, causing you to also finish. You both let out heavy breaths as you recover. You subconsciously let your ghoulish body rest upon his chest, a gentle sigh escaping his lips from the feeling. Neither of you are moving in fear of the consequences of this.

Bonus Angst based on Francesca by Hozier

Aizawa’s dream that night included fleeting flashes of your memories together as he feels the ghost of his lover slipping away slowly as you’re drawn back to the afterlife to deal with the consequences of engaging with the living. You either have to kill him, or he’ll have to have all memories of you two together wiped so he can move on.

“Heaven is not fit to house a love like you and I” is what you mutter to yourself as you have to watch the memories of you two being extracted from his brain.

[ao3feed-dadzawa]

Tangled Messes

Tangled Messes by phantomessangel

The envelope was easy enough to spot, crisply white against the backdrop of grey and tied neatly with a piece of red string, Shouta's name messily scrawled across the front.

The underground hero had zeroed in on the small token instantly, good eye quickly drawn to the contrasting piece the minute he'd made his way through the door, a sense of familiarity sparking at the string and familiar lettering posted atop it.

He knew that writing.

And he knew that string, neat and messy all at once binding the book and envelope together, to keep the flimsy paper from fluttering away.

He knew that stringed knot…hastily tied, but deliberately positioned as it always was whenever he'd seen it.

The man frowned to himself as he inched forward, across the rooftop, confusion and concern spiking as he placed more weight on his good leg, one hand reaching for the small book that pinned the envelope down, while the other braced against the siding of the ledge.

Words: 2447, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 23 of Dad Drabbles, Part 3 of Tied Together

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: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku

Additional Tags: Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead | Dadzawa, Sad Midoriya Izuku, Post War Arc, injuries, Grief, Guilt, Vigilante Midoriya Izuku, letter writing, Sadzawa, Anger, Goodbyes, no beta we die like men

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47541757

[junionigiri]

Vigilantes 65 - a quiet sort of sorrow :(

This chapter isn’t as action packed or as straightforward as the past chapters in showing sorrow. It’s more subtle and I think it’s artfully done because of it. It shows how a person can mourn over years and years and never mention anything about their pain through words, but through actions and decisions you know that they’re hurting. I think anyone who’s lost someone can find a little bit of themselves in how Aizawa (and to some extent, Mic) spent the years after Shirakumo T_T

For example, we see the beginnings of cocoon!Aizawa, something that becomes a popular personality quirk he has. I don’t know about you, but I never thought that this mannerism of his that makes him so endearing to a lot of fans is actually related to him losing Shirakumo? That it’s actually something he does primarily to isolate himself from his (understanding) friends and classmates, and not just because he’s tired all the time. An attempt for him to comfort himself, in some ways, something that Mic accepts without question :(

It’s not a healthy coping mechanism, but people are allowed to grieve for as long as they want, right?

But Aizawa does this for the rest of his stay in UA. It’s implied that instead of opening himself up to others in his class, he works himself to the bone so he can be strong enough on his own. Mic is the only one patient enough to hang around him consistently throughout the years, but we see from his facial expression that watching Aizawa like this causes him a lot of pain too. :(

(I have extra appreciation for him as a person. Aizawa is really lucky to have someone like him who’s always there for him no matter what T_T)

And now we see that his decision to become an underground hero who’ll function more as a bounty hunter than a standard pro-hero is really directly related to Shirakumo. To the credit of his homeroom teacher, they notice what’s happening with him pretty early but there’s nothing that they can do to change his mind :( Aizawa is resigned at this point to never work with anybody else, maybe because he can’t trust himself to take care of someone on the field being the way he is :(

And we see that throughout the following years, he’s much the same--relying on nobody else but himself. On the day of graduation, he’s already in his hero costume and didn’t even stay behind for the groupshot :(

This is the typical work-yourself-to-the-bone-to-forget-the-pain sort of montage we’re bound to see in dramas. To his credit, Aizawa becomes a good hero, but we aren’t ever sure from his flashbacks if he’s ever happy with what he’s doing :(

I like these lil snippets of his life here, it really paints quite a picture. We see him passed out in an empty apartment, not bothering with a bed but instead his sleeping bed; relying on juice packs, like we see him do as 1-A’s homeroom teacher; training by himself, walking in the city by himself... there are only two pics I see that has him interacting with people who want to interact with him, and that’s the bit with Ms. Joke (who he blatantly ignores), and of Koichi and Knuckleduster from their first meeting in the manga, which is nothing but an accident. I might have just missed it, but I don’t see a trace of Midnight or Mic in these bubbles, so it implies that these past few years he’s blatantly ignored the few people in his life that he called his friends :(

And this chapter is kinda cruel for showing us happier times again, because I think in the very heart of him, Aizawa really doesn’t want to be alone. :( That dream agency would have been so good, you guys. They were gonna live together and raise a cat together, ksadjfsajfa it sounds like a rom-com OT3 waiting to happen and instead we only have heartache and pain alskjfaslk;jfasl;fjsalkfjasfjkls this is so frustrating and sad T_T imagine what a different universe it could have been if Aizawa, Shirakumo, and Mic had that agency?! Really really different, 1-A woulda certainly been raised differently and Aizawa would have been brighter than he is right now. Well, only fic will tell.

We could have seen Aizawa happy :(

Well, the road to recovery is unpredictable. It always feels like forever, until it’s not, and all you can say about it is, oh, the rain’s stopped.

We’re shown Aizawa with his (first) foster kid and the cat, and we see cameos of the beloved Hotta guys again. I love that they’re actively involving Eraser in making plans for their new cafe when they were so begrudging at first to have him in his life. Eraser looks kind of surprised that he is, like “wait since when did i have friends again” when all he wanted was a place he could steal coffee from

Kudos to the Hotta dude for calling him a Hobo Spirit, because he has summarized the essence of Aizawa so succinctly

And it’s strange but it suddenly clicks with him that Aizawa doesn’t really need to be alone??? T_T Well, maybe it isn’t so much as a sudden click as something that he needs to constantly relearn by himself every day he works. We see that by the time he teaches the current 1-A that he still has his gloom and his tendency to solve things by himself, but he’s learning just as much as everyone else that we all need help too.

We see him pay attention to Midnight again--to her credit, she seems to be as patient as Mic is in handling his grief--and we see Today’s Sushi too T_T I suppose after this he finally agrees to be a teacher in UA and the rest is history

Agh... this is a lovely chapter all in all. It doesn’t answer our question about why this Aizawa arc is shown to us at this time though. Maybe it’s merely an explanation as to who Shirakumo is, because he’s mentioned in the main manga? Or maybe because we expect to see the effects of this event more in the future arcs or in the upcoming movie.??? I hope it’s the second one because I want to revisit this again, Aizawa is a great character and I want more stories about him T_T

But in Vigilantes, it’s time for a new arc!!! I wonder what’s gonna come up next! I can’t wait to see it!!!

[missanthropicprinciple]

70!

70: what was the last concert you saw?

Joe Bonamassa in 2015! 

Set list.

I wrote about the concert here.

[ahauntedcowboy]

💖💝

💖 - I admire you,  💝 - Love seeing you on my dash

THANK YOU SO MUCH !!!!! 

[dadzawa-silver1]

“Shh. It’s okay.”

There was just more muffled sobs in response, his face buried in his hands. He wasn't feeling that well at all.

[strabius-berry]

Aizawa headcanon:

To go with my headcanon that Aizawa hates baths and showers, Aizawa only submerges himself in water (like pools or the ocean), and gets soggy in the rain, when he's feeling depressed.

[raynetic]

Crumble away

[black-and-yellow]

I found it

Hhhhnnnnn no sho noooo

I legit was like noooo out loud when I found it!!!

But also I'm the terrible person who found that option with mic there with sho, and then I was like. Lemme do it again without mics comfort, to see what happens? 😂😂😂

Poor sho tho???

Good job, listener, you gave the man a crisis.

Yeah if you don't have Mic out when it happens he just sobs indefinitely. So anyone on mobile who finds it is stuck with Sadzawa.

[ao3feed-izuku-midoriya]

Shattered

Shattered by phantomessangel

'Don't.'

Shouta was too far to shout it, and too far to reach Midoriya, get his attention.

Too far to stop the boy from bolting out into the street, towards the car, towards the child, lighting and a smile mixing into a swirling blur.

Towards the danger.

"Don't!"

'Don't let it break, Shou!' Oboro's voice echoed in his ear as he sprinted down the hill towards Izuku, too slow to make a difference and stop the inevitable as tires screeched and horns blared.

"Don't."

Words: 4047, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Series: Part 18 of Dad Drabbles

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Eri, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Shinsou Hitoshi

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Izuku & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Eri & Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku & Shinsou Hitoshi, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Shinsou Hitoshi

Additional Tags: Dadzawa, dadmight, Dadmic, Sadzawa, Grief, Eri is a Ray of Sunshine, Father's Day, Gifts, Mistakes, Car Accidents, Villain Fights, Midoriya Izuku Needs A Hug, Izuku is a ray of sunshine, Izuku tries to make things right, But he's struggling, Guilt, no beta we die like men, More tags coming, Angst, and fluff, for balance, injuries

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39776508

[ao3feed-dadzawa]

Notions

Notions by phantomessangel

The storm was picking up. He needed to go faster to get back around. And really…really just as he was afraid that the others treated him the way they did because of who he was now, the other part of Izuku didn't want anyone to treat him like he mattered out of obligation either, especially if they knew the truth. Obligation or pity maybe. He didn't think he could stand it if someone treated him kindly out of pity. But Izuku did wonder… He wondered what it would be like if he still didn't have a quirk, if he hadn't gotten into UA, if he hadn't gotten into the hero course… If all his hero dreams hadn't come true the way he'd wanted, what would have happened? How would anyone have treated him? Would anything change? Would he still be treated the same way he is now, with friends and support and encouragement? Or would he be as miserable as he was in middle school? Would he be a loner? Would he be unkind and unhappy? Would he be a villain? Would anyone care?

Words: 40015, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 23 of December Dad Drabbles

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen, M/M

Characters: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Midoriya Izuku, Eri, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Tsukauchi Naomasa, Nedzu, Shuuzenji Chiyo | Recovery Girl, Shinsou Hitoshi

Relationships: Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Eri & Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Eri & Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead & Tsukauchi Naomasa, Midoriya Izuku & Tsukauchi Naomasa

Additional Tags: Dadzawa, Dadmic, dadtective, Baked Goods, Stockings, Christmas fluff and angst, Eri is a Ray of Sunshine, deku is a ray of sunshine, Sadzawa, Concussions, Injury, Anxiety, crafting, References to past trauma, no beta we die like men, Parental Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Protective Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Protective Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Protective Tsukauchi Naomasa, Parental Tsukauchi Naomasa, Investigations, Quirklessness, Eri just wants to make people happy, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, midoriya izuku is sad, Fluff and Angst, for balance, Resolving past issues

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43941595

[ladysunamireads]

Dulcet Tones

Dulcet Tones by phantomessangel

There, through the growing dark and the thunder, Shouta spied a streak of crimson. Just a small flash of it, there in the corner as the skies lit up, sparks and crackling light dancing through the grey. Mixed with red he saw blue, the familiar dark blue track pants of the PE uniforms issued to each student. A white shirt stuck to narrow shoulders and contrasted the damp greed curls of a very familiar mop of hair on a very familiar Problem Child's head. The man's thoughts screeched to a halt, the previous agitation he'd held onto for hours now, shifting to more fully towards worry. There was another flash of gold that lit up the sky, as Shouta Aizawa rose, pulling his other earphone out of his ear, and hedged closer to the boy who sat, back to his Sensei, staring out at the storm that swathed the world around them. ‘Why the hell is he out here in this?’ The thought immediately sprang, anxious nervousness prickling down his spine as theories and rationalizations sparked and fired in his mind. Those worries were further amplified as watched the boy turn his face upward, large, emerald orbs searching the sky as Problem Child blinked once, twice… Three and then four times.

Words: 15090, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 14 of Dad Drabbles

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, 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: Dadzawa, Dadmic, Sadzawa, Izuku has feelings, and guilt, Shirakumo Oboro, Pain, Grief, Rain, Music, Shouta plays the piano, as he should, cocoas in there too, just dads protecting their problem child, Dad Drabble, no beta we die like men

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34563385

[stripetkattelalala54]

Some Sadzawa

[aizawants-a-nap]

Like I need a shinsou and hizashi to call my own

Like seriously sadzawa here)

[fflaminlo]

another art dump including and limited to a buncha cosplay redraws cuz im a narcissist, eri and toko practice (with worm on a string dark shadow), a dbh yakuza au, sadzawa, and some random sir jeanist family