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Okay so to ease everyone’s minds I have actually started writing part 3 of Teenage Dirtbag. I can’t say when it will be out but this is the last part you’ll have to wait for with this fic

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Checking my investments to see how much money I’ve lost today 🤪✌🏼

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I know being skinny has always been in but this new wave of desire for it and the outright rejection of body positivity is genuinely horrifying to me

(Also side note: the rise of wanting to be skinny aligning at the same time with the rise of conservative values is done on purpose and is a form of control, don’t fall for it)

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Ahh to be 12/13 again and discovering emo music for the first time

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I have never been so turned off from wanting a relationship in my LIFE, fictional men only please

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Why is it so fucking hard to get a text back!?!?!

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Pt 2 of alpha kuroo and omega reader when ?😍

Idk when it’ll be up but I started outlining a part 2 that’ll be much longer and fully flesh out their relationship

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Bitter

Alpha!Kuroo x Omega!Reader

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“I don’t want a mate.”

The gasp that washed over you and your friends’ shared corner of the classroom was way too melodramatic in your opinion

”B-but— why?” Your Omega friend stuttered, looking as if she was about to cry. “I thought after high school all of us would eventually find a mate, get married, and have pups so they can all grow up together and be best friends like us.” 

Your two other friends snickered at Rin and the hopeless romantic she was while you simply huffed, crossing your arms and leaning back in your chair and away from your food. You suddenly lost your appetite.

”I don’t want pups either.” You added and you could’ve sworn the poor girl was about to burst into tears at the way her bottom lip wobbled.

”Why not—“

”Oh give it a rest Rin,” said Hana, picking up some rice with her chop sticks, “If she doesn’t want a mate she doesn’t want a mate,” she shrugged before shoving the rice in her mouth.

”But you’re not even interested? Even a little bit?” Mei asked curiously.

“When I was a little girl, sure.” You answered, “But it’s all a hoax. They teach young Omegas that falling in love and having pups is the most desirable thing in the world, before you know it you’re barefoot and pregnant, cooking dinner for an Alpha that doesn’t appreciate it and who’ll eventually come to resent you. Ever heard of the Madonna and the Whore complex?”

Your three best friends stared at you stunned, before Hana whistled lowly. “Maybe take a break from the video essays girly. They’re making you sound bitter.”

You rolled your eyes. 

Bitter

Just another word to call Omegas who didn’t want to be doomed to repeat history.

”Honestly I sometimes feel like I’m the only one that escaped Plato’s cave,” you snarked back.

”Alright, alright, miss smarty pants,” Hana rolled her eyes, “No need to get holier than thou on us, we’re just saying—“

”It can’t hurt to keep your options open right?” Mei continued, “Like maybe you don’t follow a traditional path but who’s to say you don’t meet an Alpha that doesn’t support you.”

You shrugged halfheartedly at that, staring at your lunch, “If it happens it happens, but I’m not holding my breath—“

You paused, scenting the air as a new smell invaded your space, before tilting your head back to find Kuroo Tetsurou hovering behind you with one of his signature grins.

”Don’t tell me,” you said, “You want me to come toss for you and Kenma.”

”Ohoho, such a clever Omega aren’t you?,” he snickered, tugging on a lock of your hair.

”Or maybe you’re just a predictable Alpha,” you snarked back, sticking your tongue out at him.

“Childish too,” he added, pinching your tongue between his index finger and thumb.

You smacked his hand away, grabbing a napkin to wipe against your tongue, “Ew.”

“Sorry to steal her away from you all again,” Kuroo said, finally addressing your friends, his hand grasping the back of your neck, signaling you to stand up. “But this one’s mine for the rest of lunch.”

”Eh, she was bringing the mood down anyway,” Hana replied with a smirk, eyeing you both.

”Maybe when I’m through with her she’ll be more bearable to be around.”

You gasped, smacking Kuroo in the chest, “The hell is that supposed to mean you stupid Alpha. Y’know—“

Kuroo only cackled as he dragged you out of the classroom as you ranted in tow.

“Think she has any idea?” Mei asked.

”what idea?” Rin asked, confused.

”’Course not,” Hana shrugged, “Plato’s cave, my ass. That Omega is just as blind as the rest of us.”

“When do you think she’ll figure it out?”

”Figure what out?” Rin asked exasperatedly.

Hana hummed, before rifling through her bag and holding up a little bottle, “When she realizes she’s missing these.”

”You didn’t.” Mei gasped.

Hana only shrugged, tucking away the bottle of heat suppressants she had nicked from your bag.

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I’m crashing out rn, people piss me the fuck off

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The cat algorithm finds me on every social media platform

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I fear I have a type

Geto but he plays Guitar

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An endless cycle 🫠

Me: I'm writing for myself, I started this fanfic for myself, and because I have a passion for writing

Also me: *doesn't get new comments in a week* Fuck, I should just quit right now

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are you planning on continuing the alpha bakugo X omega reader? Cause they need a happy ending ❤️ (no pressure if you aren't tho)

So I haven’t really fleshed that story out like I do with fics I plan, I figured if anyone has any specific questions or requests about those two on what happens next between them I’d answer with like a blurb or drabble. Idk if that makes sense lol

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PLEASE I BEG YOU, MAKE A TEENAGE DIRTBAG PART 3 😭😭😭

I will, no need to beg

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What about a fic w/ bully shigaraki and nerd!reader? Possible smut...?

(Gonna go with a college au for this one, so no quirks)

Non-con/dark content below the cut

Okay but Bully!Shigaraki who is ALSO a nerd, like total incel loser who hates everyone and everything (more specifically women, because like with any incel, women are the root cause of all of his issues).

And nerd!reader who keeps to herself and pretty much lost touch with all her old friends from high school after starting college and hasn’t made any new friends since.

Sharing the same major meant that you and Shigaraki often had the same classes and as time passed and friend groups were formed, you both increasingly found yourselves on the sidelines— specifically when it came to partnered or group projects— even with seating, you two found yourselves tucked away in a corner together on a few occasions.

Because of this people often mistook you two as friends as Shigaraki was also found following you around campus and whispering to you during class— it made you wonder what they would actually think if they knew just what he had been doing.

Shigaraki caught on quickly during freshman year that you were similar to him— not the same but similar, because no woman could truly understand what it was like to be cast aside their entire life. 

You were frumpy and an introvert, no one ever spared you a glance.

That’s why when you rejected him both your freshman years— knowing the girl who no one besides him talked to still had the audacity to tell him no… Well, that was just unacceptable wasn’t it.

It started off as snide remarks about your looks, how no guy would want you and how you were a waste of a woman if you weren’t attractive.

But now you found yourself here, years later as seniors, snide remarks have transformed well beyond that…

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She let him in again— your roommate.

You know you couldn’t really blame her, she was a social butterfly, always in and out of your dorm room and she believed Shigaraki was your friend.

You gnawed on your lip, not daring to look up from the homework on your desk as he lazed on your bed… dick in hand. 

You could hear the wet sound of him stroking himself and knew that if you looked up you’d find him staring right at you. 

The hairs on the back of your neck pricked as you heard the bed creak, his footsteps now padding over towards you as you typed out answer.

”That’s wrong,” Tomura grunted, continuing to stroke himself beside you.

It wasn’t— you knew it wasn’t. Like usual he was trying to get a rise out of you.

You ignored him as you filled in the next answer… you ignored him as his hand slipped down the front of your t-shirt and groped a breast.

”Fuck,” he groaned under his breath, speeding up his strokes.

You whimpered as his fingers painfully twisted your nipple, digging your teeth into your lip as you waited for him to finish. If you were lucky he would head out after… if you weren’t, you didn’t want to think about what he could have planned for the rest of the night.

Your heart dropped as strings of cum shot straight at your laptop, covering the screen and keyboard with his spend.

You gaped at your soiled laptop as he laughed behind you. 

Tomura kneeled beside your chair and clicked his tongue, “You should really clean that… or…,” his hand found your bare thigh, quickly making you regret wearing shorts tonight. “Let’s see if I can make you squirt hard enough that it reaches too.”

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Doubling down, Suguru worships your itty bitty titties completely unprompted. Throwing you for a loop as no man has ever paid your breasts this much attention. You’ll wake up the following morning with your breasts covered in hickeys and nipples sore.

Idk why but I get the sense that while Suguru Geto is a fan of all boobs the itty bitty titty committee has a special place in his heart

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Quirkless au Dabi who’s covered in tattoos and piercings who’s into piercing play and convinces you to let him pierce you in the bedroom. Nervous at first you quickly become addicted to the adrenaline rush before he fucks you, lying to others in the summer when they ask about the little marks scattered along your body.

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