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    “What is it now, Deku?”

    “I have two more questions.” When he wasn’t immediately told to stuff it, his classmate continued; “Firstly, w-what quirk did you get hit with?”

    “I can’t lie. Dunno how long it’s gonna last, and if you tell anyone I’ll blow your fucking head off your shoulders. Got it?”

     

    Wherein a fangirl tags Bakugou with her quirk because she ships him with Kirishima.
    Bakugou fights not to let anything slip -but how long can he last against Kirishima’s adorable smile?

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    16 Jun 2021

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    Katsuki Bakugou had finally had enough of this bullshit. He’d done what he had been told for over a thousand years; take this soul, take that soul. Well, not this fucking time. Not this fucking soul. He wasn’t collecting on this deal, and the demon King could suck his dick.

     

    “Well, demon? We’re ready to pay up. Why haven’t you said anything?”

     

    “Because fuck you, that’s why. Fucking human filth.” He spoke in English because they did, his voice rough and heavily accented.

    He spat on the floor in front of the couple with a pointed sneer. The fuckers thought he was trapped in the demonic circle that had burnt its way into their living room floorboards at the moment their contract came due; bringing Katsuki into the human world to collect what they owed.

    They were about to find out just how fucking wrong they were.

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    02 Jun 2021

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    Eijirou held his breath as he turned down the alley Bakugou usually started his nightly terrorising, on his way home from work.

    “OI, shitty hair! Dost thou not -fucking- I mean don't you have somewhere better to be?!” The blond vampire jumped from the roof to land on two smartly shoed feet with barely a bend to his knees and turned to throw a hand on his hip and glare at him.

    He was shorter than Eijirou by about half a head, but he looked pretty muscular beneath a fitted black shirt with the collar unbuttoned, and his tailored suit trousers hugged his hips and ass nicely.

    “Hey Bakugou. How's it going?” Eijirou fought a smile at the flash of fang in the vampire’s customary sneer, and stepped around him to continue down the alleyway.

    “Don't fucking ignore me, Eijirou. And I told you to call me Katsuki! You're my bride and we’ll spend eternity together, call me by name.” Bakugou fell into step with him and lifted a clawed hand to grip his forearm, pink tinting his cheeks.

    “Oh, you drank tonight?” Eijirou commented mildly as he looked down. He left the blond's hand on his arm. He actually kind of liked it there.

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    31 May 2021

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    “Fuckin’ Namaste.” Katsuki growled as he bought his hands together and took a deep breath to calm himself after stretching and holding positions for a whole hour. Yoga was harder than he'd initially thought it would be, that's for damn sure. Sweat beaded and ran from his forehead to drip from the end of his nose. But he felt good.

    And he was doing this for a good reason.

    “Bakugou, I'm sure we discussed swearing in class. This is supposed to be opening you up, making you all-”

    “It ain't fuckin therapy, Christ.” Katsuki cut across Midnight as he rose to his feet and bent to roll up his yoga mat, “it's just exercise.” He growled. Really fucking good exercise, but still.

    He made his way to the showers at the schools gym and bathed quickly, before donning soft black sweats and a baggy vest to walk back to the 3A’s dorms. He did actually feel a lot calmer lately, but that was because he was limbering up and toning muscle. Not because yoga was some kind of spiritual bullshit or something, whatever it was that Midnight had been trying to tell them.

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    31 May 2021

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    Eijirou Kirishima was a non-presenting person in a world full of strong alphas, omegas and betas. Which was fine by him. He didn't have to deal with pheromones or suppressants or mating. He could roll out of bed in the morning and not worry about covering himself in scent blockers before he left the house or having to track a heat or rut.

    He only occasionally cared that he didn't have a second gender. Like when he found his gaze on his best friend and wondered what he smelled like outside of the warmth of his cinnamon soap and manly deodorant. Like right now. This morning Katsuki was making himself a valerian root tea to jumpstart his meds so he didn't lose it and knock Kaminari’s head off for looking at him funny while he was still a little wired from his rut. He was shirtless, with pale blue scent suppressant patches stuck to each of his wrists and either side underneath his jaw.

    Bakugou turned as he sniffed the air, pupils flicking to slits for a moment, before he stalked across the kitchen and shoved his face straight into the crook of Eijirou’s shoulder, immediately rubbing his cheek over his neck and one side of his face.

    Ah crap, his suppressants probably hadn't kicked in properly yet

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    31 May 2021