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4izawas · 11 months

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— 𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐞 ; 𝐤. 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐦𝐢.

𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: Y/N keeps kissing him, their hands traveling up and down the length of his body; the muscles are strong and the scars are many, but he’s still the most beautiful creature they’ve ever laid eyes on — an impatient creature.

𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦: my hero academia | 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: keigo takami/gn!reader | 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: nsfw ; minors dni | 𝐰/𝐜:3.17k.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: gn!reader, a/b/o dynamics, omega hawks, alpha reader, no he/she pronouns for reader but they have a dick, hawks has a pussy bc omega, anal creampie, fake dating ( mating? yeah ), malesub, breeding kink, lovemaking, handholding, begging, crying, choking, spitting, light angst, canon divergence, spoilers for s6 of bnha.

— 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐦𝐞 !!

“When the time comes, you’ll need to trust them — it’ll sound crazy, and you’ll be angry and offended at first, but promise me you’ll do it, Keigo.”

Hawks hadn’t known what this… version of himself had meant when he’d been slung through universes ( and wasn’t that a wild fucking thought? ) by a kid accidentally using their quirk on him after being scared two years after his debut. There weren’t many differences, only that she was older and mated and… well... female, but regardless Hawks had stuck with her for the two days he’d been lost. She had been him, after all, and he’d never lead himself astray. She’d made sure to not let him see any important parts of history from her time back to the time he was from, including telling her mate to sleep elsewhere for the time he was stuck there; Hawks had felt oddly guilty hearing the person rumble questions through the phone before quietly agreeing and hanging up, then even more so when the female version of himself admitted that stuff like this had happened before but they’d promised not to keep one another out of it, so her mate was mad at her now.

He’d never found out if they’d made up; part of Hawks always worried about it.

It had been a few years since then; Hawks had, five years ago, found out who she’d meant when she’d made him promise to trust ‘them’ once the war was over and he realized that the chance of his wings never being the same was higher than his chances for full recovery. The alpha that she’d vaguely mentioned had pulled him into a supply closet when he’d been on his way to a meeting with what remained of the HPSC, and they’d begged him to “Please, please don’t fight,” and that what they needed to ask of him was important. He’d worked with them before and they’d never shown any hint at being untrustworthy, so he had hesitantly stopped struggling, and they’d asked him to let them scent and mark him; he’d been furious when they’d asked, had yelled and reared a hand back to hit them — but then he remembered what he’d been told all those years before, and he’d frozen. After that, despite the panicked signals going off in his mind, Hawks had let it happen. They’d gone into the meeting, and then he’d been informed that he would be put through a mandatory breeding program. ‘“Your genes are too precious to waste!”’ one official had said, trying to soothe him as he fought against it. The alpha that had come in with him stood quietly in the corner, waiting for the roar to die down, and once everyone was silent with the officials looking victorious and Hawks cradling his head in his hands, they stepped forward and informed the Commission workers that their little plan wouldn’t bear fruit considering the two of them were already at the end of their courting period and would soon mate.

Hearing that had had Hawks looking at them in shock, but they just kept talking with the now red-faced officials as it all started making sense in his mind: the scenting, the urgency, the bites — Y/N had been tipped off. Y/N was helping him. A soft smile made its way to his face as they had just crossed their arms and allowed the officials to screech and wail before ending the argument with a simple, “Well, we can always take it up with the International Mating Center; Gods know that they’d be more than eager to publicly work on a case of this magnitude.”

That had been the end of it; no one wanted to fight against the IMC, it was practically suicide. Hawks had left the meeting room with Y/N, and that had been it — they’d told him that he could do whatever he wanted now since the Commission wouldn’t be on his back over the next few years before his contract ended as long as it seemed like they were together, and Hawks had been fine with that. They’d moved into a giant apartment together to keep up appearances, and it was big enough for them to both have their own spaces; they’d more or less been socially glorified roommates.

Of course at some point Hawks did feel trapped by the entire arrangement, and it had led to many one-sided arguments from him to Y/N, who always just… took it ( something that filled Hawks with guilt no matter how he looked at it; they always were so patient and soft with him no matter how hot-tempered and sharp he got ). Hawks had stormed out of the apartment or locked himself in his room more nights than he could remember, always after his own space so his anger could quell… but as the heat cooled, the emotions were always the same: guilt, first and foremost, over yelling at Y/N when they’d been so fucking good to him and had done so much, and then sadness over the fact that he still didn’t know how to be a good fucking person and treated people that clearly cared about him like shit. Eventually all these feelings exploded in the worst way on one of Y/N’s work nights, Hawks screaming at them to ‘for once show some kind of emotion!’, and when they’d not he’d locked himself away. Y/N had had to leave Hawks alone in the house while they went out, and Hawks had been so angry for hours. He was still angry even when he got the call, annoyed because the person calling wouldn’t stop no matter how long he ignored them, but it morphed into something more akin to terror when the person on the other end came through clearly.

“This is the pro hero Hawks, correct? I’m Dr. Kimura Taishiro from Fukuoka General Hospital; hospital staff has been trying to reach you for the last hour and a half — your mate, pro hero L/N, has been injured on the field. It’s severe, and we aren’t sure if it will end up being fatal, so we advise that you hurry here to their side as quickly as possible just in case the worst should come to pass.”

Hawks had never moved faster in his life.

He’d reached them in under half an hour, finding his place at their side and just falling apart. They were so bruised and cut up and burned — they’d gone through hell, they’d needed him, and he’d been pouting in his room like a child.

The last thing he’d done was yell at them.

He wound up staying there for weeks, unmoving and set in his vigil. He bathed them and tended to their hair and smothered them in his scent. “Please,” he’d whispered, and more than once, “I — I need you to come back to me…” His hand was more often than not tightly clasping theirs, his nose constantly nudging against their scent gland, and tears frequently sparkling in his eyes. He cried most nights, angry at himself for the last time they spoke involving him in anger, and for how he’d taken them for granted. He cared for them more than he realized, and now the chance of them dying was crushing; he missed them. It takes three months, but eventually they woke — and the first thing they’d seen was not a nurse or doctor, not a Commission worker, and not Hawks.

What they saw was Keigo.

He was asleep, his head in his arms and tears sparkling in his lashes and his hand held in theirs. His palms were warm, and the sight of him slightly eased the pain that came with breathing in and out. A soft smile twists their lips, and they wince as they reach their free hand to brush his hair from his eyes; it had grown so much in the time they’d been asleep, and the length suited him well.

The movement had woken him, and he blinked awake slowly, his golden eyes lazily glancing around the room until they lock on Y/N’s. He tensed up, his eyes widened, and then he leapt at them, tucking his head into their neck. It was painful for Y/N, but the feeling of hot tears against the skin of their shoulder had them pushing through it. Keigo had pulled back, his eyes shining with tears as he said, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry-! I’ll never yell at you again, I’m sorry!”, and then he’d kissed them like he’d never get another chance to in his life.

His taste was sweet and good, and his lips were so soft and hot — just as they were now. “Want you to fuck me,“ Keigo whimpers, his lips pressed against yours, “Please, please fuck me — want your cock so bad!” It’s been five years since their first kiss, and their real mating anniversary was next week — but that didn’t stop them from fucking like beasts every other day whenever sq the mood struck.

Y/N keeps kissing him, their hands traveling up and down the length of his body; the muscles are strong and the scars are many, but he’s still the most beautiful creature they’ve ever laid eyes on — an impatient creature.

“Mmm… fuck my throat?” Keigo whimpers pleadingly, making Y/N’s breathing stutter against his mouth and their nails dig into his waist for a second. Keigo continues, his arms thrown around Y/N’s shoulders as he straddles them while the two kiss. “I know you love that, I know I’m good at it — will you? Alpha, please-!”

“What, Kei’? You want me to fuck your throat like it’s your whore cunt?” Y/N growls, grabbing him by the neck and lightly squeezing it on either side; Keigo’s eyes roll back, his mouth falling open and tongue lolling out a little.

“Y-Yes,” he moans, his words slurred as he says, “Wanna milk your cock with my throat — please fuck me!”

“You need to make up your mind, angel,” Y/N chuckles softly, “Do you want me to fuck your ass or your throat?”

“Bo-oth!” he wails, squeezing his eyes shut. Tears sparkle in their corners, and Y/N swallows hard and moves him so his cunt is being ground against their thigh by their own sheer force. Soft moans fall from Keigo’s lips, his breathing and heart rate quickening as his clit swells and presses against the muscle of their leg. Incoherent babbling falls from his lips, babbling that easily shift to nothing but moans and whines paired with Keigo grabbing at his alpha.

“Use your words, honey,” Y/N reminds him gently, pressing down especially hard so his clit would clip across their knee, and Keigo wails as the twinge of heat in his belly expands into a crackling fire.

“Mmmmm… F-Fill me up with your cock, Alpha, I need it! W-Wanna feel your balls slap against my a-ass!” Keigo moans, sounding more and more like a fucking whore by the second as he takes movement upon himself and begins humoing Y/N’s thigh like a bitch in heat. “I can take it! I promise — and I’ve been a good boy!”

Y/N watches him on his path to coming undone, their eyes glittering darkly from lust as the soft wings on his back, newly regrown after this year’s molting flutter in quick bursts as the pleasure builds. “What do we say?” Y/N purrs softly, their own heart beginning to race, and Hawks moans lower and lets his head fall forward to rest against his mate’s shoulder.

“Please. Please fuck me, Alpha,” he begs, and Hawks yelps as they gently push him off their lap and turn him around. He presents for them without being given the command, slightly spreading his legs and arching his back so his ass is high in the air while carelessly crossing his arms ever so slightly. Waggling his ass in hopes of tempting them, he inhales quickly when he feels them tap their cock against it, and he begins to tremble giddily; he’d been a slut for their cock for years now, and he couldn’t wait to be filled so completely that he could barely stand the thickness. The taps turn to full slaps and he whines, burying his face in his arms and forcing his ass back further into their crotch. “N-Need it, give it — force your cock in me, I can take you!”

They study him, eyes dark and hungry, and then their hands are on his hips; their grip is tight and near-bruising, and it makes him let out a whine that evolves into a long moan when they lift their right hand from his him to press their cockhead against the entrance to his cunt, gently applying pressure. The slight force behind it makes him tremble, and he lets out a loud gasped cry as the tip pops in, his eyes wide and pupils blown and wings splayed out from the feeling that was always so surprising despite how frequently they fucked. Y/N gently presses their hips forward, sinking more of their cock into his tight, slick heat, their eyes squeezed shut as his inner tie gently massages their knot; neither have swollen, but the areas are so sensitive regardless, and shocks of pleasure always ring true when they slip into their mate like this.

Keigo lets out stuttered whimpers, his breathing quickened as his mate moves to bottom out inside him, and his tongue darts out to wet his lips as Y/N’s hips meet his ass and their cock is buried inside him to the root. His mate pulls out slowly, mindful of his sensitive insides, and his wings flutter excitedly while he swallows the spit that had accumulated in his mouth; a startled screech is torn from his lips as Y/N rolls their hips hard back into him, bottoming out again all at once so deeply that their tip kisses the opening to his cervix. His eyes are wide and his own golden eyes have darkened to a deep amber, and their frantic pace begins.

The bedframe slams loudly against the wall, echoing through the next rooms over and ringing easily in the mating pair’s ears. Keigo’s feathers stand on end and practically vibrate as his alpha’s cock fills his insides, which conform perfectly to the length they belonged to. He squeezes around them, his breathing getting heavier at the snarl that follows, then lets out a wail at the loss of their cock when they pull out and move to push him over.

“On your fucking back,” they growl, and he swallows hard and does as told. Before he’s even completely laid back they’re back on top of him and forcing themselves inside, making him shriek and throw his arms around them as their cock hammers at soft, sensitive places deep inside that only they had ever touched before. His body sings for them in ways Keigo had never known he was capable of doing before he’d met them, and tears roll down his cheeks from the pleasure he was filled with.

“O-Oh God — oh f-fuck — oh ple-ease-!” he wails, his toes starting to curl as his body raced towards the edge that was his impending orgasm. Y/N roughly takes him by the chin with one hand mid thrust, forcing him to look at them dead in the eyes. Theirs are black with lust, and their intent is more than clear; Keigo swallows hard, fighting back a whimper then letting out a surprised cry when Y/N forces his mouth open wide. His eyes widen almost comically when they take the opportunity to spit two big, thick globs of their saliva inside it twice, almost as if to claim the man beneath them. Blinking furiously, he swallows the mixture of his and their saliva that had gathered in his mouth and breathes heavily while making eye contact despite being dazed, the whines falling from his lips making their eyes flash with lust heavy enough that, against their better judgment and the nature of their rendezvous, they lock their lips together as they’re buried deep inside of him.

They kiss hard, tongues almost fighting to trade maws as stars shine in his eyes while his golden gaze goes hazy, and he laughs drunkenly against their mouth as their lips slap wetly together before Y/N suddenly pulls away, a thick thread of saliva connecting their mouths. It breaks as they pull back and all the way out of Keigo’s slick cunt, the strand of spit between them falling into his chest and making the skin glisten as they bury themself back inside all at once, yanking a shocked scream from his throat. The kiss drunk look in his eyes disappears as their cock slams against his prostate and he keens; they slap him across the face aggressively, but that just makes him call out for them. “I — I — I — A-Alpha-!”

Another slap; his face is stinging furiously now and is a maraschino cherry red that matches his ass cheeks. He can barely take it; it all felt so fucking good. He wanted to go slow sometimes, yeah, but fuck if he didn’t enjoy being absolutely wrecked.

The coil in his stomach starts to tighten up as his climax approaches, and he whimpers and grabs at whatever bit of body he can reach within reason, grasping desperately at his alpha.

“What do you need?” they rumble lowly, conscious of his comfort even when pounding him like a common whore, and he whines needily.

“Wan’ — Wan’ y’to cum with me!” he wails, “I’m g-gonna cum, please cum with me, I want it s-so bad!”

He’s sobbing now, tears rushing down his cheeks like those who mourn,, and his alpha brings one hand up to cup his slap-stung cheeks as their knot swells. A soft smile curls the corners of their mouth up, and they press their forehead against Keigo’s and grind their cock deep inside. “Cum for me, dove,” they purr softly, and Keigo lets out a shrill scream as he tightens up around them and his tie locks around their swollen knot.

They growl above him, their forehead sliding from his to press against his shoulder, and his nails dig into their scareed back desperately as his entire body spasms beneath them.

“Please, please, please,” he whispers in a soft mantra, gasping for air that was not withheld from him, before finally going limp, relaxing into the mattress and soaking up the rich scent of his mate and sex and himself and home that filled his senses so perfectly. Y/N lowers themself down to carefully lay on top of him, their weight a comforting pressure.

“I love you,” he whispers weakly, nuzzling his nose against their scent gland and taking long, deep inhales of their scent. His alpha chuckles, and he preens as they squeeze him tight one good time.

“I love you too, Kei’.”

𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @omeganronpa.

𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 © { 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑 } 𝐛𝐲 𝟒𝐈𝐙𝐀𝐖𝐀𝐒. 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐲, 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭.

#keigo takami x reader #hawks x reader #takami keigo x reader #keigo takami x you #hawks x you #omega!hawks x reader #omega!hawks x you #tw a/b/o #— my hero academia.♡

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villainsandvictimsalliance · 2 months

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It looks like the rewind Theory might be coming true

There are many variations of that theory, but yes.

Honestly, it is badly needed in the story if what Horikoshi is aiming for is an ending where the kids and the villains survive.

Introducing a character that can undone damage is always insurance for the author. You have to be careful to not overuse it to the point it loses its impact. If no one ever dies and everyone keeps on resurrecting, the predictability becomes boring.

The good thing is that bnha doesn't overuse Eri. They don't use it to rewind the damage done to the characters when they lose an extremity, for example. It didn't work on Nighteye. They didn't try to use it on All Might—and if they did, I can't remember when it happened.

The point is that I liked that Horikoshi left Eri's quirk to the end of the manga. That way he could make the characters give their 100% without it meaning sure death. It scares the readers, like it should, it creates tension. Knowing that Eri's quirk might not work is another good decision. Even if she shows up after the big showdown, the public doesn't know who is going to survive.

Now, when I say there are many variations...

I'm against the version of it where the villains are turned into kids. Where is the fun of it, uh?

It erases the complexity of each character and all they fought for. What was the point of fighting so much if you're gonna erase what happened? If there's no consequences, no accountability? Any story should grow from the risks of the actions taken. We want to know there's something to be lost, that's where the adrenaline comes from. That's the entertaining part!

The version that completely heals their wounds is also kinda... bland. I'm a fan of bnha because the story doesn't solve most disabilities with magic.

If a pro-hero loses a leg or an eye, they'd have to learn to fight with the cards they were dealt with. Like I said before, those wounds tell a story of the risks they took. Aizawa cut his leg to survive and see another day with Eri and his students. Mirko lost most of her limbs giving her absolute all!!!!

It's the same for villains. It moves you, the way those villains would sacrifice themselves for their goals. Compress' lost arm tells the story of how they lost Magne. Giran lost his fingers when he refused to sell the League, so their absence is the evidence of his loyalty.

I want irreversibility. I want permanece. I want to see the growth that comes with accepting what we do in our lives and how we have to keep going.

My favorite version is the one that heals enough for the person to survive, but not much more. It is not going to take you to step one, it can't erase all you did and all that was done to you.

A second chance, but you have to make it from where you were left. No shortcuts, no easy way out. Either you commit to it or you're over.

I don't want to see Touya without his burns. That is boring! I don't want squeaky clean Touya, all perfect and smooth skinned and whatever. That is not him. He's the boy who burned in the flames of his passion, right or wrong. He's the boy who is supposed to be dead, but survived because he was a stubborn bastard.

The story can lessen them, of course. At this point Touya is more scrap put together by metal than anything else. He cannot possibly survive like that, so he needs to be healed enough to live. The burns can even lessen with time, fading as Touya heals, but I want the memory to last. I don't care if he forgives Enji, I want him to be forced to look at the burns every day knowing how they're there.

Another example?

Tomura's scars tell a story. You cannot resurrect his family, so don't go erasing the scar in his eye or in his lip. Don't go erasing the evidence of his struggle.

To be fair, Tomura has changed a lot since his first appearance. I remember him with yellow teeth, all skinny to the bone. It shows that no one cared for him. Well, maybe enough to keep him breathing, but there was no delicacy involved. It's funny to think how he got better and better the more time he spent far from AFO. That and the surgery he had to undergo...

Which is a wonderful terrible concept. It's about the cleansing, how AFO was preparing Tomura's body to be his. Body modifications to assert ownership, that's a horror favorite. The idea of being "cured" to the point you can't recognize your own body. You know what I mean.

I'm glad that when rewind was used on Mirio, it cost him something. He lost his quirk for a while and he had to make an effort to go back to who he was. I'd say that the nature of the story helped him bounce and that's a chance we didn't see his struggle a bit more.

Anyway, that's my opinion on the matter. I hope it'll be a variation I like and not something that's gonna leave me sweating cold every time I dare to remember it.

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peterokii · 2 months

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Do you have any OCs? If so who are they?

i do!! (tw gore for the first image)

this bitch is my BNHA OC! he's a villain who pretends to be quirkless and owns a casino. his main motivation is money and he's super aroace. he's called Shuishi!!

this is Danny, my spidersona. he's a trans spiderperson from Earth-2K, which is a version of our universe where Y2K aesthetic never went out of fashion. so he has a flipphone and the spider kids bully him for it. also he's like 30 and he's like a big brother who teaches you stupid stuff.

i have other OC i havent drawn in a LONG WHILE (2020) like my DnD character, Elric, who's litteraly just a big guy who really likes dragons and is megagay - and Oliver, who was an ooooooold HP OC that got repurposed in the universe my bestie made and he basically does mythical oceanography. also he's irish, trans and megagay as well. and he has a husband.

#original character #tw blood #tw gore #tw organ

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rayshippouuchiha · 5 months

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Thank you! So here I am to infodump, full of gratitude, and you can post this if you want no problem it's just a bunch of scattered ideas so yeah. Feel free to chuck suggestions at me too! I really don't know what to do with these... building blocks just yet.

Akatani Mikumo is Midoriya Hisashi.

Toshinori gets sandwiches by the Midoriya couple and it turns into an OT3 but that's much later down the line.

Hisashi is a journalist, keeps getting into everybody's business and Knows™ more than he frankly should.

Hisashi is a Cryptid™. But of a different energy from his son who is all lightning-in-a-bottle jittery On The Verge Of Throwing Hands feral sort of cryptid, Hisashi is mostly of this... supernaturally unflappable blank-faced chill entity.

Who keeps spooking people bc No Footstep sounds.

And might possibly be partially mute or just ridiculously soft-spoken bc when he tries to speak at normal volumehis fire-breathing quirk goes ballistic.

Might or might not have bloodline relations to AFO. Origins ambiguous, Inko just literally plucked the (then) teen off a back alley like he was a stray cat.

Also might or might not have more than one quirk, see the probable AFO connection.

Izuku got his mumbling thing from Hisashi.

A cryptid man who seems normal enough except a little off-kilter, like two inches to the left of what's a “normal” man? Weirdo but nobody can pinpoint how or why. That's the sort of vibe I want with this Hisashi.

And some Wack™ backstory lore I came up w for Hisashi, I dunno what I'll do w it but:

Cw: mention of infant murder, bc I'm Me™ and I was thinking about Yotsumegami (it's my favorite game) and how my version of Hisashi would tie in with it.

Yanno how in Yotsumegami “unwanted children” (children with disabilities, the younger of a twin pair or every sibling except the eldest in triplets or higher, etc) would be killed (it's a real historical practice in Japan, mabiki, they called it) or something like that? Would be kinda fun if an offshoot of that variety existed in the BnHA world, even if it's not outright child murder kids would be abandoned, especially in the chaos of the Dawn of Quirks. People who were scared of quirked people would abandon their quirked child, quirkist folk abandoned their quirkless children, it's chaos.

It would be more prominent during the initial chaos, though I guess laws and stuff would've been passed later on to prevent it or at least cut down the numbers— and the practice fizzled out but there's still a few remote rural villages who accept “unwanted” children.

One such secret community could be like, giving the surname “Akatani” (red valley, for the red of spider lilies used in mabiki in times past) to the children that were discarded at their metaphorical door. Do they still practice mabiki? Debatable. But it's like a giant secret orphanage with questionable, cult-like mentalities.

Akatani Hisashi was one of those until he miraculously escaped and tried to survive in the outside world.

Or maybe he didn't have the Akatani surname at first bc nobody in the remote village had any surname but once he got out he might've created the surname as a way to hm, not quite honor but carry his origins into his new life.

(maybe Yoichi was almost mabiki'd too, like I said I'm still not entirely sure where I'm going with this)

So Izuku gets to grow up w two parents who care a great deal for him. Maybe they move away, resulting in Izuku not having to deal w Bakugou in his childhood. Maybe Izuku makes friends with some other future 1-A classmate.

The Commission keeps trying to track down this one rogue “vigilante reporter” whose name is unknown. And they keep failing because Hisashi (along with his son and excessive gaggle of... comrades? followers? does the Midoriya family accidentally create an organization of rabid info gatherers?) is a certified cryptid.

Izuku has his hands in so many pots. He's a lot more nosey than in canon probably?

Endeavor had better be prepared bc his entire way of life is about to go up in smoke

I don't know why but I just have this very strong feeling that Stain doesn't like Hisashi for one reason or another.

I... wouldn't be entirely opposed to the AU just chucking Bakugou out the window so that he's not in 1-A (or in UA at all, fuck that pomeranian) and instead is replaced by another loud blond...

Fucking Monoma, LMAO.

A lot of the AU is just ?????? for now and most of it is Hisashi backstory but hnnnnng I want to do something with these jigsaw pieces I just don't know what

Also I'll be sending in Hisashi's design in a non-anon ask but could you append it to this ask's answer instead? Thanks!

I adore everything about this!?!?!

Also I didn't get another ask, anon or not, so Tumblr might have eaten it

#RayRambles #BnHA #MHA

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fondofeveryprickle · 4 months

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My AO3 Wrapped 2023

Welcome to my AO3 Wrapped 2023, where I take a look at some of my favourite fics from 2023 (one bookmark per month).

There were so many amazing fics in 2023, so many new people and friends I met because of fanfic <3 So here’s to a very good 2024, full of words and worlds!

Let’s go to the fics:

January-

The Fine Line Between Hormones and Home by seekingmoonscapes (Bad Buddy: The Series)

In an almost canon universe where the only difference is that it is omegaverse, Pat is an omega, and Pran is an alpha. And during one of his heats, Pat is at home, and decides to ask Pran for a shirt with his scent to help with his heat. But instead, he asks Pran for help in other ways. Fic where the porn IS the plot, everything is super consensual, and sexy and hot. Alternating POV, so on Pran’s pov we get to see all the pining.

February -

If Never Again, If Every Day by gallifreyburning and takiki16 (The Old Guard)

This fic was wonderful from beginning to end. For reasons, 2021 Nicky goes back in time to Jerusalem and his first death at Yusuf's hands. Meanwhile, 1099 Nicolò goes forward in time to 2021 and meets Joe. It's heartbreaking and loving and funny and so full of love. Nicky and Joe miss each other even when around their younger versions. But the love they feel for each other is stronger than that. Wonderful story, happy ending.

March -

Wooing the Water Tribe by lenaballena (ATLA) @dameferre

Sokka has been living in the Fire Nation as Zuko's second in power and his best friend and everything. When Katara comes to visit, Sokka thinks Zuku is courting her. And he realizes he is also in love with his best friend. Lots of pining. There's absolutely no courting of Katara. It's also really funny. My heart broke for Sokka at some moments.

April -

The Grand Unified Theory of Shen Qingqiu by 00janeblonde (SVSSS)

WIP - This story is all fluff and no angst, like the tags say, slice of life and it's wonderful. SQQ dies at Maigu Ridge, and is offered to acquire the Game Plus, where he can go back to the past with his cultivation and memory intact, and try again. Doing that he discovers that he is actually the real Shen Jiu reincarnated, and he can try to recover memory markers to be able to restart the "game" even before than when he first "transmigrated". His friendship with YQY becomes strong, LQG also becomes his friend (it's really sweet how he wants his friends back). Everything is very soft. Absolutely great teacher SQQ.

May -

but for me, there is a storm by Authoress (Haikyuu!!) by @kiribakus

An epic pacific rim au. Hinata and Kageyama are both cadets who want to be Jaeger pilots, but they cannot get along. So they work really hard because they are their last hope to pilot a one of a kind Jaeger - a Kaiju/Machine hybrid. They solve their problems in the beginning (and then later they have more problems). Hinata and Kageyama are not the only main characters, other characters are also very important and have their own storyline and pov. This story is heartbreaking as well. There's MCD, and it made me cry so hard I got puffy eyes. It's a wonderful read, and very well written.

June -

The UA Analyst Kid by RogueVector (BNHA)

Izuku meets the UA teachers before getting OFA and they see how good his analysis is, so they start to train him (together with some other heroes). But some things don't change and Izuku still meets All Might and gets offered OFA. This story is funny, sweet and with amazing relationships. Izuku is OP with his intelligence and training. All the teachers and heroes are so supportive and good. A really feel good story.

July -

Deku? I think he’s some pro… by Clouds (BNHA)

After All Might told Izuku he can't be a hero, he finds himself in a forum used by some underground heroes and offers his analysis to them, since he can't be a hero, he will help them. The underground heroes think Izuku is some kind of retired pro when they ask for help analyzing some villains and all, and when they finally meet face-to-face they all decide to practically adopt Izuku and teach him to fight so he will have a chance to be a quirkless hero. It is amazing! Also, the relationship between Izuku and the underground heroes is more like friends than teacher-student, and it's amazing that way. (some All Might bashing - be warned)

August -

Mobius by Foxquills (BNHA) @fox-quills

WIP - I love this story so much!!! Third-year Izuku is sent to the past because of a quirk accident, to the time both Shouta and Hizashi are third year students at UA. Problem is, according to Nedzu, time is constant, or a loop, so he can’t change anything in the past, and everything that has happened, will happen again. He becomes fast friends with both Shouta and Hizashi, and starts crushing on them as well. Both Hizashi and Shouta also start crushing on him. It is lovely. There’s pain. It’s awesome. (also omegaverse).

September -

Factory Settings by Anonymous (Good Omens)

Post season 2 au, because Crowley follows Aziraphale to heaven. Things happen, and instead of Crowley, there is Raphael, without any memory of all the time he's lived as Crowley. Heaven and Hell are at it again. Aziraphale has no idea what to do, and he misses his Crowley. Muriel is a sweetheart. Both Aziraphale and Crowley/Raphael povs. Great story, feels very much canon.

October -

Justice in Defiance by Foxquills (BNHA) @fox-quills

WIP - Aizawa is a hero turned villain who kills both heroes and villains alike. And one day Izuku finds him right after he kills someone. They fight. And now Izuku needs to know more. What made Aizawa turn????? To do that, he will also need Hizashi in his corner. Absolutely lovely story!!!! The povs are amazing. The feelings and pining are perfect.

November -

If I Must Starve (Let it be in Your Arms) by Igneum807 (The Witcher)

So think about the softest story involving Jaskier and touch-starved witchers, and this is the result. During his travels alone, when he and Geralt go their different ways for a few weeks, Jaskier meets Geralt's brothers, who are just as touch and companionship-starved as Geralt was before meeting Jaskier. It's super soft and tender.

December -

Cultivate: Slow Life on a Monster-Infested Mountain by NeonGhostCat (SVSSS) @neonghostcat

When SY transmigrates, the System tries to put him on SQQ's body, but SQQ is aware and is able to stop it from happening. The System then gives SY his own body, but something goes wrong with the system and SY is decided to not get involved with the plot, or with Cang Qiong Sect, and specially SQQ. He finds an abandoned mountain, with an abandoned house there and decides to stay there until he is strong enough if SQQ finds him and wants to kill him. Obviously things cannot be that simple. Now he is stuck on the mountain he can't get out of, every full moon night there are monster attacks and one day LQG appears on the Mountain, how can he get out of helping with the plot now? Shen Yuan is absolutely perfect on this fic. I love how he deals with the mountain and its beasts and plant-life. Liushen is the softest you'll see. Slow burn, super domestic, feel good story.

Enjoy your readings!

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