Laylabsposts - Let Me Write In Peace

idk what batman villain needs to hear this but your theme IS unique and creative, your puns and gimmicks ARE witty, your costume IS cool and fashionable and you DO have a chance of defeating the batman.  you are a valued and important gotham citizen <3

Can’t stop thinking about their romance scene _(:3」∠)_

do i need to say more

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Aizawa tells Eri fantastical stories about how he lost his leg.

“A dragon bit it off,” He tells her with a nod at the cane that’s already decorated with Eri’s stickers. “I barely felt it.”

He isn’t sure if she believes him but at least she doesn’t know the truth.

He can’t bring himself to ever tell her- that the real reason it’s gone is because he had to cut it off himself to stop the spread of the quirk erasing bullet, a bullet made from Eri’s own body.

He’d much rather her think that a dragon bit it off, as illogical as it sounds.

No one else is allowed to tell her.

“What kind of dragon was it?” Eri presses him one morning when Aizawa’s still in the rehab hospital. “What color?”

“Red,” Aizawa immediately answers. “It was a big one. It didn’t breathe fire but it had the biggest teeth I’ve ever seen.”

“It didn’t breathe fire?“ Eri is incredulous. For a six year old, she’s smart. She’s probably never heard of a dragon that doesn’t breathe fire.

So Aizawa tells Mic to get her a book on dragons and he brings back a huge, thick hardcover book that Eri immediately delves into.

The girl can barely read and she’s got her nose in this huge 500-page book filled with pictures and stories about dragons. Aizawa has to help her with words every few seconds and eventually she curls up with him on the hospital bed so they can read together.

At one point, Aizawa sees a picture of a giant red dragon with huge teeth.

"That one,” He says, pointing at it. Next to him, Eri startles, turns her wide red eyes to the drawing. “That’s the one that bit my leg off. But I won.”

“Woah,” Eri cooes, staring at the picture as she holds the giant book in her tiny little hands. “Those teeth are big. Did you kill it?”

“No,” Aizawa says, thinking of Shigaraki. “But he won’t be coming back anytime soon.”

At least, that’s what he hopes.

Aizawa can hope, can’t he? He can as long as Eri’s here, curled up at his side, her mind full of ideas and images of dragons. She’s probably picturing the battle right now, of Aizawa fighting a giant red dragon.

It doesn’t hurt her to let her believe this.

But it would hurt her if she knew the truth.

So Aizawa lets her believe that some fantasy creature bit his leg off- because he doesn’t want her to know that it was a bullet made from her own body that made him cut it off.

As long as Aizawa has a say in it, she’ll never find out.

Whenever she becomes skeptical…

…He’ll just make up another story for her.

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