Kaminari doesn't believe Bakugou is capable of being nice. Kirishima is set on proving him wrong.

Aizawa Shouta worked every ounce of his life to prove he was a hero. Being an Omega was one thing. Being an Omega without a physical flashy quirk was another. After he moved school and took too many exams, he finally was accepted in the 2nd year hero course. He couldn't afford any distractions... or would a big dumb blond Alpha change his mind? (This is a prequel series of my BakuDabi book Bloody Petals. You don't have to read it to read this one. They won't really cross each other. Yeah, there might be a reference here or there. But Bloody Petals is set in Katsuki and Touya timeline. This book is Hizashi and Shouta high-school years. Before the other two were born. This book will end at the start of Class 1A [MHA Time Line]. I decided to make this because of one scene in Bloody Petals when I wrote something about Aizawa and Mics' past. I was like, "Oh! I could write them a spin-off fic!" So here we are! Enjoy!)

They were always fated to be apart. But they could sure try.

(Erasermic fanfic for a contest by teckmonky on tumblr/Instagram.) Alternate Universe- no quirks. (You could probably read this and understand some of it without knowing BNHA.) Shota Aizawa is stressed as hell, being a writer and part-time assistant teacher. Sometimes he just wants to be left alone with his cat and either lie down with a good book or sleep. Hizashi Yamada is also stressed as hell, but he's a confident, loud artist that never fails to disappoint his fans, nor annoy Shota. -•- No spoilers included, but there's references to the quirk world.

When Hizashi runs low on packets Shouta does the only thing he can think of; offering himself up. But with these feedings, is there something growing stronger each time? And how long can Shouta deny it when it becomes more and more obvious to him? Does Hizashi feel the same? Or will it end in heartbreak?

Shouta was never one for being in the spotlight. He didn't like to stand out and a bachelor auction was his worst nightmare. However, he can't deny that he was going to make the best of his situation when a certain blonde bids on him for the night.

To Shouta, family time was something he valued. And while it's earlier than he anticipated, there's nothing that warms his heart more than spending his Christmas morning with his family.

Two pink lines. Never had Hizashi ever thought he'd be confronted with an issue like this. When he was hit by an unknown quirk he shook it off but all it takes is one test and two little pink lines to flip his life and Shouta's life upside down.

Shouta is no stranger to masturbation. In fact, times when his husband is on patrol are the times he indulges in a new toy he bought for their ever-growing collection. And he's more than excited to share some new toys with his husband.

Shouta Aizawa has always been a villain. it's all he's ever known, though it's taking a heavy toll on his mind, sending him down into deep, mental spirals. Hizashi Yamada has been hunting the notorious hero killer, tracking him down and searching for anything he can grasp, and he takes it upon himself to recruit Shouta himself as his fellow partner, unknowing of his true self. Shouta felt an instant connection with Hizashi, but if he ever foumd out who he truly was, it would tear both of their worlds apart. ●○°•♡•°○● ●○°•♡•°○● ●○°•♡•°○● "In all honesty, you're the only person I've found myself to care about. I know it sounds bad but I don't want anyone to be my friend, or care about me, or even to have someone of my own to give a shit about. Hell, I don't even care about myself anymore." He paused, shifting positions slightly. "I have no idea why, but you really are my whole world, Zashi. I just met you, so I don't get it. I don't know why I care about you so damn much." Hizashi cupped Shouta's face in his hands, comforting him while he spoke. "Is that what love is?" He asked, inching closer to Hizashi and putting his own arm around him and hugging him tightly. "Sounds like it to me." Hizashi whispered, hugging him back. *If you really loved him, would you be lying to him about who you are? Even though you know what'll happen if you're found out? He wouldn't love you. You'll only hurt him.* ●○°•♡•°○● ●○°•♡•°○● ●○°•♡•°○● This story is loosely based on the song Oh Ana by Mother Mother! TW: Blood/Gore, Death, Self-Harm, Mental Illness, Drinking, Strong Language Any art shown in this story doesn't belong to me!