#bnha hizashi
pov parents’ evening on Thursday
men in suits wip
testing brushes
10 min sketch
present mic: presentation michael
me: present tense microphone
More fantasy erasermic AU because we all love some Onizawa and Bardzashi.
Finally after having some issues with my Patreon account had the chance to post this! Thank you guys for your patience!
Now have some Erasermic NSFW content right [here]
Enjoy and thanks for your support!
So I’ve been dealing with a bit of anxiety lately and I needed to draw something for me. It’s been a while since I don’t draw anything for me. Also I’m a bit hyped about Boku no Hero Academy so…
Aizawa, in the living room: on a yoga ball
Yoga Ball:pops
Mic, from the kitchen: c'mon, shou! That was the third one!
Midnight, from the living room: don’t yell at him, mic! He just has cake!
Mic:is…
Mic: is that a spider?
Mic:oh
Mic: oh wait
Mic: it flies. We’re safe
Mic:
Mic: wAiT IT FUCKING FLIES?!—
Aizawa’s Nuts by sitting_under_starss
Fandoms:僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
M/M
Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Thirteen (My Hero Academia), Gay, Awkwardness, Awkward Flirting, Awkward Conversations, Awkward Tension, Mutual Pining, Pining, Crack, Light Angst
Summary
“Did something happen?” She ventures further, her head tilting.
Aizawa just shrugs. “Not really.”
"Not really? What does that mean?“
Aizawa huffs this time. And then he speaks, blunt as ever. "I woke up a few nights ago and saw ‘Zashi eating my nuts. That’s about it.”
Aizawa doesn’t understand why Kayama’s eyes light up. And he definitely is expecting what comes out of her mouth next.
—
(Or; Aizawa woke up and found Yamada eating his nuts. It’s not what you think.)
Mic: Don’t kill him!
Aizawa’s Kidnapper: I won’t as long as——
Mic: Not you! Shouta, honey, don’t kill him.
Aizawa: okay, but why didn’t Denki call me to bail him out?
Yamada: he… used his call order pizza…
Waiter: kids eat free!
Yamada: he’s 11 :)
Aizawa: I’m 31——
Yamada, looking at the menu: he’s 11
Aizawa: Seat warmers
Midnight: Butt warmers
Mic: ASS TOASTERS
It’s That Time of Year
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28310448
—–
“No.”
Yamada feels like he’s going to break. He put too much hope into this plan, he supposes. He told himself that Aizawa would agree when really there was a strong possibility that this rotten elf wouldn’t. “But—”
"No.“
"But, please—”
"I said, no.“ Aizawa’s voice comes out harsh, and cold. The warm office seems to lose all feeling of comfort. Happiness draining out and tense, suffocating anxiety seeping in.
Yamada stands up abruptly, nearly tripping over the chair legs, and heads towards the door. He opens the door and steps out, and all is quiet until he finally speaks up, his voice cold and sad and angry, and yet also devoid of emotion. Numb.
"You disgust me.”
—–
Wow, uh, I’ve been working on this for the past… four days? It’s 7k and I’m pretty proud of it.
Anyways, Merry Christmas everyone!
Aizawa: what do you have?
Nezu: a knife!
Literally all of UA:NO!
Mic: *sigh* what the fuck
Aizawa: mood, but are you OK?