thought i'd give y'all a little update:

so, as promised, i will be updating today! I'll likely be done ~7pm (EST) as i have D&D today and i wanna focus on that. secondly, i have to bring my PC in to get a part installed tomorrow, and I'm unsure how long it'll take + so i may not be able to fully write out future updates. because i make my updates tweet limit (25 tweets, ~1k words) i am unsure as to how I'm going to do it. i can write 3k pretty easily but i wanna make sure these updates not only fit tweet limit and don't cut off oddly +

#BKDK, A!PH!Kacchan, O!QL!Izuku, past mpreg

Katsuki didn't know he was a dad. He didn't know that he had lived without a fundamental bond - which had snapped after his /son/, holy ffuck!!!, grabbed his wrist - for so long.

How could he have gone so long without something that now he couldn't live without?

Katsuki yelped when he was suddenly pulled forward, nearly tripping on a piece of rubble from the destruction around them - a crude aftermath of a villain gone rabid off of Trigger. His son - that knowledge was still so /raw/ in his head -

#BKDK, A!PH!Kacchan, O!QL!Izuku, past mpreg

Bakugou Katsuki is a bastard but a damn good pro hero. Known for being as brash as ever and even more of a dickhead, there's not much that makes the blond crack that signature mask of anger. That blank face of known victory and arrogance.

Expect now.

"Kacchan!" Katsuki turns almost immediately, ignoring the reporters trying to shove their foam mics into his face. "Kacchannn!" Katsuki visibly perks up, eyes lighting with something akin to... fondness?

What?

#BKDK (endgame, dw), A!Kacchan, O!Izuku, O!Kaminari, light gore, feral behavior, comm for @chezmeralda !!

Izuku felt sick. Heaving a choked sob, he felt himself lurch forward, hands clawing at his mouth to keep himself from sobbing openly. His room was shrouded in darkness, and the air stunk of distress. He was /angry/. He was... so many things that Izuku didn't even have enough energy to sort it out. Everything felt agonizingly horrid, like his heart was trying to escape his chest by trying to break open the cavity.

#BKDK, A!PHKacchan, O!PH!Izuku,

Katsuki wasn't aware he and Deku were dating.

Okay, in his - weak-ass - defense, Deku never /told/ him they were dating. But Deku also never said they /weren't/ dating.

It all really started two months ago when he and Deku moved in. The moving in together was an inevitable factor - more in when than if. They and everyone around them knew it was going to happen eventually, and after two years of being Pro Heroes and the Wonder Duo, they moved in together.

#BKDK, #mouseku, season: fall

Katsuki hums as he settles his hands on his hips, staring down at the little pastries as big as the pads of his fingers. Next to the little plate full of pastries, Deku squeaks and giggles, little chubby mouse feet squishing against the warm countertop as the little mouse dances around. Katsuki can see the sheen of drool - the little glutton, he swears - dribbling down Deku's cheeks as he eyes the apple and cherry turnovers.

To be quite honest he had no idea how he managed to cut the delicate puff pastry that small.

#BKDK, A!Yakuza!Kacchan, O!Izuku, they dont know each other yet, cheating (not bkdk, shindou on deku)

Izuku should have known. It was too good to be true, like always.

Shindou Yo was... a good Alpha, all things considered. He comes off as sleazy, but he was a charmer. Giving Izuku bouquets of rich-colored flowers and delicate kisses. Spoiling him with hero merch and quality time. Even moving the Omega into his beautiful flat two years into their relationship.

Izuku should have really known. After all, Shindou /was/ a charmer.

#BKDK, A!PHKacchan, O!QL!Chubby!Izuku, light angst, mentions of infertility & self-esteem issues, comm for @misfittbeanie !!!

"Good morning, class!" Midoriya Izuku, a local teacher who works at a little daycare, calls out, smiling as his kids return his greeting. The little room he works in is a mess of pastel colors, all pretty soft greens, and blooming yellows. Plants dot around the class, which are warmed and enriched by the beaming sunshine that peeks through the large bay windows on one side of the classroom.

#BKDK, A!PH!Kacchan, O!QL!Izuku, past mpreg, happy valenties day :)

Katsuki was tired. He had just gotten off a thirteen-hour shift, and all he wanted to do was go home and pass out. But he couldn't, at least not yet. The large blond, dressed in his civvie clothes, marched his way to the small flower shop near his agency. It was a quaint little shop, and it smelled amazing every time the blond passed by it on his patrol route. The owners were always kind to him as well,

#BKDK,

Katsuki likes to mold himself to Deku’s body. Wherever the man is, whether it be in their big warm bed or the living room couch, Katsuki will be there, peeking over Deku’s shoulder and keeping his tiny husband warm. His hands find home against Deku’s soft, chiseled plane of abs, sweeping calloused fingers over Deku’s freckled skin as he reads whatever deku is reading on his phone over Deku’s shoulder.

#BKDK, A!Kacchan, O!Izuku, college au

“Oi! Watch out!” Izuku couldn’t breathe. One second he was walking through the quiet campus, admiring the light streaking through the beautiful oak trees, and the next he was staring his crazed feral ex down. Izuku’s body locked up, and he couldn’t move, his ears ringing as he stared at the feral Alpha charging at him. He was terrified seeing his crazy ass ex, Shindou, running toward him before he was tackled out of the way. His body was pulled close to a warm body as they went

#BKDK, A!PH!Kacchan, O!QL!Izuku

Katsuki gets to the scene just as the villain is being taken down. Not by a hero, no, a small purse-wielding omega, who is currently beating the sobbing villain over the head with said purse.

“How! Dare! You!” The Omega hisses, looking damn near feral as he heaved his tiny purse up and down. “There are children around! Just because you have some vendetta against heroes doesn’t mean you get to put children’s lives at stake! You selfish prick!”