I am challenging myself to follow the prompts I listed for #MHAKinkmas2022! You can read all of my pieces linked below in this thread, or on my ao3 series.
#MHAKinkmas2022 Day 3: Body Worship - #bkdk 🔞 dekussy, body dysmorphia, mildly possessive bk, emotional hurt/comfort
There were days where Izuku felt like he wasn’t deserving of much, let alone the pure adoration and love Katsuki showered him with on a near daily basis.
He often fell into a self-deprecating trap, where one comment from the media or online or even just a glance in the mirror sent him spiraling. He was plain, his face a mess of freckles, his skin marred by scars, body a ragged field of mistakes.
He rarely loved the body he was in, and most days he could get away without thinking too much about it.
#MHAKinkmas2022 Day 2: Sex Pollen/Quirk Accident #bkdk top!bk, bottom!dk, rimjob, fingering, semi-public sex, spit as lube, semi dub con? It's basically a sex quirk y'all
Katsuki was having an absolutely awful, god-shit, motherfucking day.
On an endless list of minor annoyances all piling up over the course of the day–his coffee machine breaking that morning, a bird shitting on his head, some asshole extra closing the elevator door shut while maintaining eye contact (never mind that the extra's eyes were full of
fear, but still!)–but the thing that broke the proverbial camel's back was, of course, Deku.
#MHAKinkmas2022 Day 1: Pet Play 🔞 #dkbk dom!dk, sub!bk, throat fucking, anal, toys, praise kink
“What a good boy.” Izuku murmured after a moment, recovering quickly from his shock, before he closed the front door behind him.
Katsuki knelt at the genkan, head ducked down, pink coloring the tips of his ears and trailing down his neck. Izuku hadn't expected his boyfriend to be there, waiting and ready.
The soft ears were already clipped into his blonde spikes; the fluffy tail thumped softly against the floor as Izuku brushed the hair from Katsuki's forehead.
2k likes and 350 RTs? Y'all are gonna make me cry 🥺 thank you so much for reading and sharing my work, just knowing how much y'all liked it makes me so happy 😭
I was so nervous to share my writing after spending so many years keeping it to myself and my peers, but after joining mha twt and seeing everyone being so positive w other writers gave me that boost to join in
I spent so long in burnout and unable to finish anything at all after working my ass off for my MFA that I started to think I needed to give up on writing and find a new career
I kinda hid myself in fic for a long time (to an unhealthy degree, i can now admit)
ok ok ok thank you @Inkalight for letting me write this!! your art hasn't left my brain since you posted and I immediately knew I needed to write something
The summer night air was stifling, sticking to Katsuki's skin like an unwanted touch. He already sweat too fucking much, so this shitty humid shit was only making it worse. Hands shoved deep into his pockets, he crossed the street as he made his way back to UA.
Too many people were out tonight, among the glittering lights of whatever fucking festival the city decided to throw.
He didn't give a fuck, just wanted to get back to the dorms and take a cold shower. Rinse the stink of his internship off his skin and eat some damn dinner.