#also funniest thing about writing bk.dk is using bk's first name

[chitsangenthusiast]

rules: in a new post, show the last line you wrote (or drew) and tag as many people as there are words (or as many as you feel like).

tagged by @luzho!! which, hilariously, i'm a bit in the same boat that i only recently have anything to share. which. tbh means i'm gonna share three for funsies lol

(it's all smut)

also i'm reasonably certain most everyone i know has done this?? so if you see this, you have officially been tagged! 🧡

To touch him the way Zuko has dreamed about for the past too many days. Sucking hickeys into his hipbones where only he will see and his neck where everyone will, gripping his length and stroking until precum is dripping down Zuko’s wrist and the hold on his neck is there to keep Sokka upright, prevent him from crumpling to the ground as Zuko works him closer and closer to the edge—

And Katsuki loses himself to that. Nods without air then gives a verbal affirmation when it doesn't seem to inspire Izuku into more, and Katsuki wishes his boxers were off so he could feel the press of that gleaming mouth on him without cotton in the way.

He's obsessed, working over his cock head with quick fingers so that he can devote his full attention to each of the piercings, and Hobie's fingers dig into the back of his neck and the cabinet rattles as he thrusts into those incredible moves. He can barely keep his eyes open, he feels fucking pulled into shreds, Hobie has lost control of his hips, his voice, his goddamn heart all to Miles.