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    Bakugou’s face scrunched up as he clearly waged some kind of internal battle before he deflated slightly, a long, annoyed breath forced from him. He plonked himself directly on the edge of Eijirou’s bed, huffing again.

    Eijirou watched, waiting by the door of his own room as his bestie pulled several vile expressions, and then scrubbed a hand over one side of his face.

    “It’s bullshit.”

    “I know. I know it is, man,” Eijirou finally moved closer, bending to pick up scraps of paper and errant rubbish from across his floor, dropping each piece quickly into the bin before setting it back to rights.

    “…I was gonna pick that up, you know,” Bakugou growled, the deep vibration in the back of his throat something he couldn’t have achieved more than a few days ago.

    He’d begun his presentation.

    As an alpha prime.

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    03 Dec 2025

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    Perfect omegas were not tall and would not be standing at 178cm while still mid growth spurt. Perfect omegas definitely were not meant to build up blocky muscles, and weigh over 80 kilos. Perfect omegas weren't supposed to have calloused hands, rough skin and scars. A perfect omega wasn't meant to be loud and opinionated. A perfect omega was not supposed to challenge the authority of a beta, let alone any Alpha.

    A perfect omega was meant to be small and cute, maybe elegant and svelte if they were a little tall, the perfect size to be held and swung around. A perfect omega was supposed to be quiet, timid, reserved and to always do as they are told.

    The perfect omega did not have a strong and overpowering earthy musk that smelled of forest after rain, laced with the sharp tang of minerals. A perfect omega had a soft scent, usually flowery, sugary, fruity, even having hints of chocolate or honey.

    An ideal omega most certainly did not have a physical or abrasive quirk like hardening.

    A perfect omega was not one Kirishima Eijirou.

    [Cross-posted from my Twitter @4biddenrapture]

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    14 Sep 2025

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    Bakugou and Kirishima know they like each other but both are using that knowledge to screw with the other rather than be the one to make the first move, then Bakugou finds Kirishima wearing his hoodie and things escalate.

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    21 Jul 2025

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    So cute and soft!

    Balcony confession

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    It wasn’t until supper had rolled around and Katsuki found himself sitting at the dining table with his parents - eating his curry and rice and minding his own damn business, thank you very much - when he finally received a new text message from Kirishima.

    He didn’t know what he had expected it to be, but he definitely hadn’t expected it to be that. He stared down at his phone screen with his rice stalled halfway to his mouth; frozen in… disbelief? Shock?

    Kirishima had finally fucking texted him, but –

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    A fucking picture?

    A fucking picture of what?

    -- OR --

    Addiction was a heavy, ugly word – and Bakugou Katsuki was fucking addicted.

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    24 Jun 2025

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    Sexting turns into a love confession with some road blocks along the way

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    The worst part wasn’t Kirishima’s reaction, not the shock in his face, not the way his eyes bounced between the two of them like he was stuck in a dream. It wasn’t even the way his hand was still clutching the door handle like he might need the physical reminder that this was real.

    No.

    The worst part was himself. His older version, that smug, relaxed, emotionally well-adjusted bastard, because Bakugo turned his head, just to see if his other self was just as annoyed, just as horrified, just as overwhelmed, and instead, he saw it.

    Plain as day.

    Older-Bakugo was looking at Kirishima like he was the damn sun. Eyes soft, mouth pulled into the gentlest fucking curve Bakugo had ever seen on his own face, like he wanted to get up, walk over, hold his face, kiss his damn forehead.

    — or the one where Bakugo travels back in time and runs into his younger self, who’s still hopelessly, painfully, tragically in love with his best friend and hiding it like a national secret.

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    19 Apr 2025