“oh yeah?” eijirou has that smug smile on his face, the one he wears to remind katsuki that there’s over a decade of age between them. cherry red eyes flit up from the kitchen island to glance at the blond. “you think so, pretty boy?”

katsuki swallows hard. “yeah, i do.”

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cws // happy horny wednesday my dudes, age gap, dilf!kirishima, brat!bakugou, dubcon(?), transmasc!bakugou, choking & breathplay

“I need you to move my next client back about forty-five minutes.” Bakugou barks, as his shiny oxfords click against italian marble tiles. “And you can tell Asui that I don’t care if there’s weather over Shanghai—she’s being billed for making me wait.” It's the biggest tenet of his personality. He considers himself guarded and jaded, cutthroat in his work, and a little blunt at times.

To everyone else, though? He's been told he's intolerant, uptight, and rude.

"What do you mean, guys?” Aoyama giggles, scanning the chat on his second screen with big, blue eyes. “My…feet?”

The messages come in even quicker as chat explodes with a million opinions at once—but a donation comes in that’s read aloud.

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CWs // FEET for the love of god there are feet and TOES in this, aoyiida with femboy streamer!aoyama and his gymrat boyfriend iida, pretty femboy feet, subtop!iida, a footjob, a blowjob and uhhhhh maybe some crying

thinking about BloodRiot who made a deal with his little hero that he wouldn’t go around causing unnecessary trouble…

…but the threat of violence is SO much more effective in getting what he wants than ‘tAlKiNg ThInGs OuT’.

after about a month, he’s so wound up that he snaps.

https://twitter.com/kaacchaann/status/1514817015487164417

he doesn’t hurt anybody—but he sends a goon to all but kidnap katsuki in broad daylight.

to be fair, riot didn’t know his hero was out shopping—if he had, he would’ve given his guy better instructions.

like maybe ‘let him finish, don’t just pluck him up and leave a cart full

...alphaprime!kirishima and omegaprime!bakugou become roommates, against everyone’s advice.

their friends, their parents, even their respective hero mentors told them it wasn’t the best of ideas, & that they should probably find beta roommates.

https://twitter.com/kaacchaann/status/1401215395520995332

they’re headstrong, though, and refuse to listen to anyone’s advice.

...but they aren’t idiots—so before they even think about signing a lease, they lay down ground rules.

no smoking, no company without informing the other—all the normal stuff.

deku doesn’t realize his mistake until it’s too late.

see, when kacchan messaged him, angrily demanding the video he’d taken of their earlier spars, he’ just started a new group chat and sent the last video on his camera roll.

https://twitter.com/kaacchaann/status/1375235406925606912

it wasn’t until he’d settled at his desk to get started on his homework did he realize his fuck up.

he couldn’t sit properly—he never can after he uses that toy. so he reached over to his bed and grabbed a pillow to sit on.

it wasn’t a big deal. he’d be fine in the morning.

CW// tiny thread just to get some tension out, casual kamisero, they're friends! who fuck!, fuckboy!sero, tiny twink!kami, i'm jumping right into the thick of it bbs
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"you expect me to believe your dick is bigger than shinsou's?"

"i don't expect anything." sero doesn't

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even look up from his phone. he just raises a slit brow and heaves an unimpressed breath. "i said what i said—take it how you want to, babe."

kami stares at him, mouth slightly agape.

there was a lot to unpack there.

one, sero thinks his dick is bigger than shinsou's—which

well okie 👀

CWs: interrupted orgasms, edging, orgasm denial by the fucking UNIVERSE it seems, bakugou cries a little...maybe a lot, hanta is a GREAT friend, toys (!!!)

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the first time, it’s accidental.

he’d been on his back in bed, a pillow tucked under his ass, holding his phone up to his face while his fist moved in a blur over his cock.

he liked it like that—hard and fast—because it meant he’d get to cum HARD, and sleeping after a

🎄 Let's get Kinkmas started right with some SeroRoki for the soul. 😏🎄

This is for @/JessisNasty!

CWs: (Prompt #12: Orgasm control, Orgasm denial, Begging) Dom/Top!Sero, Sub/Bottom!Todoroki, Christmas Party, Fake Dating, Semi-public handjob!

🎄"Desperate but Unashamed."🎄

https://twitter.com/kaacchaann/status/1335053552545390594

Hanta isn't 100% sure how he got into this mess.

This all felt reasonable—odd, but ultimately reasonable—at the start, but somehow, the nonsense piled on little by little, and now?

Now, pressed chest-to-chest with 'Roki, he's lost, and honestly, maybe a little embarrassed.

“iM gOiNg oN hIaTuS gUys”

...chile anyways, pro heroes seroroki end up working the same crime scene after not seeing each other for a few years.

todoroki is STACKED and hanta is having heart palpitations,, because not only is ‘roki Daddyish—he’s got the attitude to match. roki is all smiles and polite quips to the interviewer, meanwhile sero keeps flushing bright red and fumbling every question because todoroki is so TALL and BROAD and is standing SO FUCKING CLOSE.....

.....what if Sero is Todoroki’s gay sexual awakening?

Like he just doesn’t really care about sex or intimacy—even porn, it just doesn’t seem to do much for him.

Until one day, Aizawa pairs up sparring teams that he typically wouldn’t—normally he pairs them up by strength, so Midoriya, Bakugou, Kirishima and Todo always ended up in pairs.

But Aizawa wants to get the rest of the class up to their level—so this time he matches them differently.

And so Todoroki is paired with Sero.

🥀 “I Can Pretend, If You Want.” 🥀

Thanks again for 666 followers, guys!

You can expect:

Seroroki, arranged/fake-dating, ProHeroes, the Bakusquad, Todoroki Shoto being a mean little brat, Sero Hanta being an absolute angel (to a point 🥴)

(I’ll add CWs where necessary!) “I have to—Hanta, I need to—I’m—“

The words die in his throat—God, why was this so difficult?

There were so many things he wanted to say, so many things they needed to iron out—but he couldn’t form the words, he didn’t know where to start.