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I was once again thinking about this goofy Luffy moment after his Lucci punch⢠and i had to see it frame by frame.
first the force of it throws them both away, and while Lucci is seen on screen tumbling for a long moment, Luffy is just away in a blink of an eye.
and then his funny scene - his legs are like jelly that he tries to get under control,
he stumbles, falls, rolls into a mix of all his limbs and eyes,
and then only the cloud behind him cushions his fall
- which would be interesting if he can subconsciously control that while he tries to regain the control over his movements - that the environment around him still adapts to his awakened Devil Fruit abilities and morphs to help him. Where others would probably fall through that cloud, for Luffy that cloud backs him up like a trampoline.
It's just fascinating!
#still thinking about this new ep? its more likely than you think#monkey d. luffy#monkey d luffy#one piece#one piece spoilers#one piece ep 1100#luffy#mine#gif:op anime#long post#egghead arc#egghead spoilers#op spoilers#sun god nika#gear 5#i guess something like that might have been already used in wano but its these new eps that im caught up with so its like. new for me lol#and something i can notice while waiting for a new eps#i wanna know more how much the DF controls luffy and how much he is able to control it.. . *thinking face*.#especially if what im thinking could be some parallels between lucci having worse control over his DF (in the current manga) than he thinks#if it changes his characteristics that much and if that could be used as storytelling point to see that either 1. yeah it could be potentia#danger for luffy too. or 2. luffy is that stronger that he can already control it better by now. even maybe subconsciously#i just love how this anime part aired during that interesting rob lucci manga chapter few weeks ago. like.. so many thoughts
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women thats it thats the post, got sidetracked but i really wanna draw funny shit from the latest newsletter this week lol
#undertale#undertale fanart#undyne undertale#alphys undertale#toriel undertale#my art#alphys#undyne#toriel#i love when fan artists lean into the monstery-ness and animal characteristics#the sillies#can my designs be consistent AT ALL#try to have fun with art challenge IMPOSSIBLE
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Lover, hunter, friend, and enemy. â A rabbit and a panther
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Creature/monster AU
Soft warning for mature language and themes
Soap is staring at him. This, in and of itself, isn't unusual. It's like their very own game of cat-and-mouse. Watching and waiting to get caught in the act, diverting their attention only after the other catches their gaze to keep. The switch occurs, and then it's up to each of them to decide how much blatant attention is enough.
Ghost grits his teeth under the relative safety of his mask but doesn't take his eyes off the road. He can't afford to with the headlights off even if he sees better in the dark than most â not with the loops and curves and potential threat hunting them.
"Are we going to talk about it?" Soap eventually asks, an hour and some into their mad dash to safety.
Ghost wishes he could parrot the question back at him while replacing the last word with "what.â It wouldn't work, he knows that. Playing the fool isn't Ghostâs strong suit and Soap wouldn't care to indulge him anyway. Not with the way his leg is bouncing, ears flicking, gaze as piercing as a knife between the ribs. A bloodhound who's caught a whiff of wounded prey.Â
"No," is what he says instead, short, concise and brokering no room for argument.
"I think we should."
But then, Soap would argue with a brick wall on the off-chance he could win.
"Drop it, Sergeant."
Soap's face twists, canines flashing as he gives himself to irritation, eyes flashing gold.
"It was wearing my face while trying to coax ye into dicking it down, Ah'd say there's plenty to discuss."
"It was trying to get me close enough to wring my neck."
"Och, aye. Strange way t'go about it." The glower he levels Ghost with burns against the side of his face. "Sure there's nothing you wanna tell me? Might've helped dislodge that stick up yer arse if you'd let itâ"
Ghost swerves abruptly, takes them off the main road to rest beneath a canopy of trees, on a path too overgrown to count as one, cutting Soap's questioning in half as the man yelps and slams a hand against the window to steady himself. The car slows to a stop and then one of Ghost's claw-tipped hands are on Johnnyâs face, digging deep divots into the fat and muscle around his chin and jaw. He uses it to shake Soap's head from side-to-side. Not scruffing, but a show of displeasure nonetheless. One familiar to wolves.Â
When Soap opens his mouth to protest, Ghost gives in to the urge to slot his thumb inside the warm cavern and draws a shallow line across it that quickly wells with blood.
"One more word," he snarls, "and I'll cut your tongue right out of your fucking mouth."
Soap stares at him, all wide-eyed and stricken, for a moment, just the one, before his lips stretch into a smirk around the digit in his mouth. He seals his lips over it, hollows his cheeks on a mean suckle, and then nips it with too-sharp teeth the moment Ghost pulls it out as if burnt, causing that lopsided smirk to broaden.Â
"Shouldn't threaten me with a good time, sir."
"You're off your head."Â
"I can smell arousal, y'know," Soap says, redirecting the conversation with all the gracefulness Ghost shows in his driving. "But not on you, can't ever smell anything on you. Drives me up the fuckin' wall." Soap shakes his head with a laugh, glances at Ghost from under his lashes. He's still smiling. "Sirens... now they don't need pheromones to get in yer head and root out yer darkest desires, an' they don't resort to shape-shifting into a specific guise unless there's a chance it'll work on their target."
"It didn't."
"I could tell by the bullet ye put through its heid. Dinnae even hesitate for a second."
Ghost's fingers flex at the reminder and Soap's eyes flit to them momentarily.
"You've a cold heart, Lt."
"Told you that already," Ghost rasps.
"Why me?"
And it sounds like begging, those two words, spoken in a beckoning call of their own, pleading for a truth Ghost is refusing to admit to anyone, least of all himself.
"You're attractive, Soap, that's all there is to it."
Soap deflates, sinking back into his seat with his face turning towards the window. Shoulders slumped, ears pinned back, as if he were a puppy expecting praise and finding a boot hurtling towards his side instead. It's jarring. Not wholly unexpected, but hell if it doesn't drive a blade straight through Ghost's aforementioned heart â something serrated and hooked sawing through his sternum to tear at raw nerves.
He should leave them there, within the rapidly growing chasm of distance he'd longed to create since Soap first bumped a fist against his shoulder.
"I knew it wasn't you."
It's the thinnest sliver of an olive branch, incapable of flowering with how slight and insignificant it is.
Soap takes it nonetheless.
"How's that?"
"Because your attempts at flirting are as bad as your jokes."
Johnny, incandescent with rage, comes back alive as if electrocuted and with slew of profanity to boot. He rants at Ghost for a solid half-hour, all ire and with no regard for propriety or rank, dressing him down as thoroughly as any drill sergeant back at basic. Anger is a good look on him. Joy is too. Emotions of any kind as long as they're far from the empty vessel Ghost had glimpsed before.
He lets out a breath he can't remember holding as Johnnyâs voice steadily washes away the memory of blood in the sand and dimmed, unseeing eyes, blue as the summer's sky, staring unblinking ahead.
#undecided what kind of creature ghost is#for now at least#i have some thoughts to sort out#soap's a werewolf though#pack animal characteristics suit him#john soap mactavish#simon ghost riley#ghostsoap#soapghost#ghoap#call of duty#ghostly writes stuff#creature au#alternate universe#monster au
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Cattle Drive: Dreamling AU Spicy Sexy Times
So much cropping was required lol!!
Part of my Cow Sandman AU series (inspired by the brilliant @amielot's Cow/Cat comic AU - no infringement intended as this is pure homage of love and adoration towards a brilliant creator)
Click HERE to view the full sized, NSFW, version
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Baby Logan 100% tries to sneak animals into the mansion all the time
Strays? Heâs bringing them to the mansion
Neglected animal he saw in passing once on a mission? He got everyone he could in on a plan to go and get them. 20 people have shown up at some abandoned house to simply unchain a dog bc Logan decided it was their most important mission ever
Forest critters? Definitely coming inside. They had to get a lot more strict with him about animals being brought inside after he brought a family of skunks in
Lost pets? Oh yes. They were unattended, so clearly they are for him to bring home. Several people have had to explain that just because a pet got out, doesnât necessarily mean that they are neglected or that they have bad owners
Zoo animals? You better believe heâll try. He once got a penguin all the way home, but got caught when Scott found him sneaking a bunch of frozen fish into his room for his new friend
He will cry and then ignore whoever it is that catches him and told him that he wasnât allowed to keep his new friends. But it hasnât stopped him yet
His record for keeping an animal hidden from everyone is 1 day, his record with help of those who support his sneaking animals in was 2 weeks, then the deer got into the kitchen and Jean found it
Having animal empathy and just being generally well experience in nature makes obtaining animal friends very easy for Logan
#Logan liking animals and being really good with them is one of my favorite characteristics of his#agere#age regression#fandom agere#marvel agere#x men agere#regressor wolverine#regressor logan howlett#regressor james howlett
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My brand + critters
#arknights#nearl#platinum#saria#muelsyse#frostnova#dlarts#rarepair peddling#bean and potato#mumu is not a bean but a slime#saria is a chunky lizard#also i know tal is classified as a draco#but i think she should still have some lung characteristics (i can't do it though bc i can't draw animals so just imagine)#talulah artorius
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I am the monster you created You ripped out all my parts
And worst of all, for me to live, I gotta kill the part of me that saw that I needed you more
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Wow, definitely not what I expected from myself today, but since I started practicing backgrounds, I've been drawing more artsy/painterly and well... then - as often happens - a certain soundtrack hit me and I couldn't stop.
Had no Mr. No. 9-art here anyway on my blog. He's a very fascinating villian character to me. I'm always wondering what he's doing next, what he might be feeling. IF he is feeling and what he is thinking. Kudos, Matsumoto, tha's a good villain here (even if one might want to argue the late game overpowering, which I agree to, but that's more of a typical genre trait to me)
music-wise - going back and forth these songs from Arcane: What could have been - Sting, Ray Chen Goodbye - Ramsey Guns for Hire - Woodkid
#he gave me a mix of Pain-vibe compared with odd creature characteristics I know from several other animes#and I liked that a lot honestly#and the connection to No. 8 is fascinating to me#cause it's not just plain good/evil counterparts#hope we get some explanation before some other villain takes up the whole stage.#kaiju no. 8#kn8#kaiju no 8#also arcane OST kicks so hard for me#god I'm hyped for s2...#Kaiju no.9#no.9#icy's art
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No thoughts, just wolverine mamas holding their kits with their little white fur coats
#me thinking about how ââBiblically accurateâ wolverine would be practically albino when he was a toddler#little James Howlett and his albino ass hair#Logan points to a painting of himself from when he was younger like ââthis is meââ#and no one believes him at first because how did that little albino child get dark brown/black hair???#wolverines#animals#wolverine#james logan howlett#wolverine headcanons#cat rambles#biblically accurate is in quotes bc Logan is a human#but also animal like characteristics like this would make sense for his character I think
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A more biological twist for some of the chapter 7 guys! Me being me, I love icky little guys, so hereâs some iterations based on the hammerhead worm and medicinal leech respectively! (Fun fact: most images of blood-sucking leech mouths are actually lamprey mouths! This is probably because lamprey mouths are terrifying and Iâll leave it at that. Leeches have a triangular set of teeth that leaves a triangular mark when they bite.
(Sorry about the lack of image ids. I wrote them but Tumblr said haha no you didnât and then they were erased. Iâll make them when I have the energy again!)
Extra:
Haha Biology Joke haha. Where am I.
Also I really like this Banban design I made but i kinda fucked up his shading so heâs a bonus now. Without the shading.
#undescribed#body horror#tw body horror#cw body horror#rununcart#gobb#godammit I have to put their stupid names again#banban#garten of banban#sir dadadoo#Syringeon#ok but what if I made them weird and more gross than they already are and then I made them kiss#both hammerheads and leeches are technically predators!#not all leeches though#hammerheads will wrap themselves around earthworms and slowly digest them#also whatever you do donât add chimp characteristic to a manmade creation#they are one of the worst animals ever they will tear you apart#gore#tw gore#cw gore#tw leeches#leeches#cw leeches
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They're raising their kids so well đĽš
From: You who wants to love
#you who wants to love#boys love#bl manga#manga yaoi#shounen ai#manhwa#webtoon#manga#yaoi#anime#yaoi ship#mpreg#animal characteristics#manga cap#japanese manga#manga panel#yaoi recommendation#yaoicouple
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cw: nsfw, minors dni, hybrid!bakugou but like barely, rough sex, reader has breasts, impact play
the loud cries you make with every drag of his barbed cock along your walls would be disconcerting if not for the fact that you're clearly into it, cheeks flushed and panting as katsuki lays on top of you and takes what he wants.
his weight is heavy and familiar, and he glides across your sweat-glistened bodies with practiced ease, angling with every thrust so that no part of your insides rests untouched. his forearm, the one that keeps you pinned down and stable for him, rests steady along your shoulders, and you lie on your belly, smothered into the mattress save for your head rested to the side. you are loud, practically yowling, and that's the way he likes you.
the grunts don't stop, accenting every sloppy slap, slap, slap as he claims your body for his, slowing intermittently to slap your ass, eyes lighting up with pleasures as he watches it jiggle with the impact. you gasp, and he smirks in response, then speeds up ever time, giving you absolutely no rest. sliding his hands down the length of your arms and pulling them in front of you, he continues to snap his hips, intertwining gently clawed fingers with yours; your fingertips curl around the bedsheets as his strokes grow deeper, and his tongue laves against the soft skin of the nape of your neck.
he bites and marks you and the pain of it is a sharp flash of white in your eyes before your mind hazes, settling between the veneer of sexual gratification.
now limp, fucked boneless, bakugou breathes out and practically peels you off the bed, so that you lay against him instead, still connected, back pressed to his chest. his hands cup your breasts, and he is still thick inside you - you're stuck together like glue.
"do you feel okay, baby?" he asks. his fingers smooth down the mounds of your breasts and pinch around the nipples. he kisses the spot where his canines have sunk in gently, the mixing salt of your sweat and the tiniest trickle of blood delicious to him, enticing... enough that he starts to thrust upwards again, slowly, reflexively...
you sigh and nod.
the two of you continue.
#bakugou smut#bakugou x reader smut#thoughts: bakugou#daydreams: bnha#cw: hybrid#cw animal characteristic#mimi's notes
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By the way, if anyone was curious about any more organized close combat choreography from Stampede's ep12 finale, my short answer would be.....uhhhhh lmao, not really? :'D
Except for a few familiar tonfa-gun parries while Vash deliberately shielded Meryl for her to escape (note how he takes his eyes off Knives for a moment to check back on her, likely his nonverbal signal she acknowledges from him to go), the close gunshot that Knives deliberately matrix-dodged away, and the cool midair backflip Vash did outside, the entire final boss 'fight' was pretty much the most elaborate 'disorganized' game of keep away + hot potato (with unleashed knife-throwing & gunslinging around a literal MacGuffin nuke) between two non-human siblings just going completely ham feral: biting, thrashing, slamming, bodily throwing, and kicking each other inelegantly all over the place. (Spiced with tons of 'rule of cool,' staged inside, outside, midair, and in space!)
It's notable because except for that one dodged shot it seemed like Vash aimed at Knives' neck(?) almost all of his shooting was purposely (characteristically) done to disarm and temporarily stun/stagger/disable at places like arms, shoulders, and legs etc to get Knives to slow down and back off. (That, and Knives was basically impervious to bullet wounds anyway, even the 'upgraded' shells with Plant markings.)
This is important because despite how fancy, powerful, and batshit dangerous it seemed, they were not fighting to kill each other. :O Yes, even Knives! Because if he really wanted to (aka if he was pure evil and didn't care about Vash, thankfully untrue), he could have chopped off Vash's other arm & legs (or worse) to get the thing he wanted, but no - that's not how he handled or approached the fight either, despite how pissed off and desperate he was. Most of the time (that I could see) he was thrashing his literal knives (long distance) around to shake him off (ex: grabbing his leg and tossing him) to get Vash to drop/lose his grip on the cube, and up close he was grabbing/flailing with his bare hands (no bared weapons--he kept those off, or even with any...actual technique?? lol Knives is not a trained 'human' fighter) trying to reach the thing while shouting/arguing in Vash's face. (Vash is the one who bit him in response, literally having both his hands full.)
Noteworthy because even after studying gifs of the whole fight and rewatching the ep, not once did I ever catch a lethally aimed attack (with express intent to hurt or maim with malice) from Knives at Vash! :O (Knives' priority was aiming for the cube, not so much at Vash.) Unlike how he instantly slaughtered all the spectating soldiers in half who interfered (and hurt Vash.)
So that's right, the only damage Vash sustained was from the human soldiers who shot at him - at least twice across his chest and once thru his foot (see gifs, the rest his jacket looked bullet-proof, ricocheting off him), and the only damage Knives received was when he purposely threw himself into the final Angel Arm blast, against Vash's desperate pleading at him to stop. :'D Ohhh these poor tragic dysfunctional siblings who still very much care for each other...
#trigun#commentary#anime spoilers#gif#figured i might as well if people were still curious!#the short answer is that this fight didn't really have much as its intent was different#which interestingly to me showed how they characteristically weren't trying to kill each other
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reign as the sun sets
#still no particular characteristics for this guy. it remains more of just a wild animal#the only thing i came up and can consider certain is association with/being only seen at sunset#maybe i could give it some phoenix features#original character#rimu#dragon
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LOL This is me with damianfinch on ao3, i love their smutty fics so much and zosan are always so on point, the characterization goes crazy in their fics.
#i swear zosan feel like real living and breathing beings in their fics just like in the manga and anime#its crazy#i feel crazy#the way they write sanji#i feel derranged#in the best way possible#can we talk about zoro in shard island???#actually can we talk about shard island in general bc thats a MASTERPIECE#when i started reading shard island i received the biggest wipslash of characterization of sanji#that i haven't experienced outside of the canon material#and thats totally understandable bc sanji is such a complex character#and they don't just characterize him so well but also expands all of his characteristics to an amazing level#and the sanji whumpđ#so tastefull#so deliciousđ#but my god i feel SO lucky to have them in the fandomđđđđ#im rambling#zosan ao3#ao3#zosan#one piece#fanfics#damianfinch
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Meant to be Ours
By: fairystar111
Rating: Gen
Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia
Summary:
Katsuki knows something dearly wrong is happening but he ignores it He ignores the stalking, the prying eyes, the messages plaguing his phone He doesn't pay any mind to it Until he canât
Characters: Bakugo Katsuki, Tomura Shigaraki/Dabi | Touya Todoroki, Spinner | Suuichi Iguchi, Kurogiri, Magne | Kenji Hikiishi, Mr.Compress | Sako Atsuhiro, Himiko Toga, Twice | Jin Bubaigawara.
CW/Tags: Kidnapping, Stalking, Forced Bonding, Stockholm Syndrome, Claiming Bites, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Possessive Behavior, Obsessive Behavior, Platonic Yandere, Parental Yandere, Emotional Manipulation, Pack Dynamics, Telepathic Bonds, Animal Characteristics, Animal Instincts, Infantilism, Parental Shigaraki Tomura, Parental Dabi | Touya Todoroki, League of Villains as Family.
Start/Previous/Next
It started after the Sports Festival. After he had won and was chained onto the winnerâs podium like a feral animal and broadcasted for all the world to see. The text messages slowly began to trickle in. It started off innocent enough questions about his day, reminders to eat, and when it was time to sleep. He had assumed it was one of his classmates wanting to befriend him but not having the courage to do it in person so he had ignored it. Then it started to get creepy. Somehow they knew what he was doing outside of school. When he was staying up late into the night or when he was doing something considered ânaughtyâ, he would get a text reprimanding him as if he were the sender's own petulant child. Sometimes heâd respond demanding to be left alone but was often either ignored or scolded, usually left with promises of a homecoming in his not too distant future.
UNKNOWN NUMBER: Time for bed. Brush those little fangs and have that tail tucked under your covers by 10:00pm sharp.
ME: Fuck off.
UNKNOWN NUMBER: Watch the language pup, wouldn't want me to show up and punish those bad habits out of you.
ME: read at 9:30pm.
He went to bedâŚbut not because they told him too!
Whenever he goes out, he could feel eyes on him at all times even his house didnât feel safe anymore, not the customary gaze of people recognizing him from the Sports Festival but something more possessive. Someone was watching him like he belonged to them and they were starting to get bolder. Whenever he would leave his home one of his possessions would go missing: a soft knitted sweater, a small worn plush from his childhood, his old baby blanket that still smelled like milky baby and his parents. Just small things that he used to help soothe his omega. They were inconsequential. He doesn't careâŚreally he doesn'tâŚbut.
It was starting to affect his life. Despite how miniscule his collection of comfort items were, he loved them dearly. They were the only things that helped calm him down when he was overwhelmed and upset growling at every shadow in his room. He couldnât even go to his parents about it because they thought he had thrown those things out years ago.Â
Ever since he had decided to become a hero his parents had forbidden him from indulging in his omegan instincts. If he was going to be a hero he had to be strong, his mother said. From then on he wasnât allowed to have a nest, purr, scent others or be scented, cuddle, play, groom or be groomed, or join other packs. Many things that are essential for young pups, especially omegas. It hurt to be excluded from all the ways packs show love to one another.
Soon after the decision he stopped feeling the gentle prodding from his father or his motherâs explosive reactions through their bond. His bond with his parents had fizzled out both mentally and physically, leaving him feeling touch starved and empty. Though he hid those feelings away only showing explosive anger, looking for attention in any he could even if it was negative. It was for the best that his real feelings stay hidden. If he wanted to be a hero he couldnât let anyone know he was weak to things as pathetic as cuddles.Â
Most people around him tend to automatically assume he is an Alpha from his offputting demeanor and aggressive tendencies but he has never once spoken of nor confirmed his classification in public. After his explosive display in the Sports Festival no one ever questioned that assumption again. Tabloids spurred on about UAâs unruly alpha Katsuki Bakugo: The next number one hero or villain? He didn't bother correcting them. The scent patches were explained away by claiming his scent was too overpowering. He would distress every omega in class if he didn't wear them. He wasn't allowed to let others know heâs an omega. Itâs a weakness that can only be exploited and used against him, no one can ever know the truth.Â
He didn't realize he had been zoned out until fingers were snapping in front of his face. The room was silent aside from the sound of his own soft stressed whines he had been unknowingly releasing, all eyes were on him and his classmates were all releasing their own worried scents into the air.Â
âAre you alright Bakugo?â His teacher spoke, concern shining in his eyes.Â
âIâm fine!â the blonde snapped busy trying to unfurl his usually pointed fluffy ears from his head unsuccessfully before mumbling, âDidnât sleep much. Just tired.â Heâs glad he was sitting down so no one could see his tail tucked firmly between his legs showing his unease. Truthfully he was terrified, every day that passed he felt his stalker getting bolder. They were closing in on him. Probably ready to snatch him up at any moment.
âAlright then.â His eyes and tone conveyed that he didn't quite believe him.
He stayed quiet the rest of class debating on whether the situation was serious enough to tell his teacher. He knows he probably should have told someone sooner, it's been weeks, but he didn't want to be seen as a poor naive little omega that was receiving creepy unsolicited messages and needed a big strong alpha to help him. It was bad enough at home he didn't want his teachers to treat him like he was weak too.Â
It's fine, everythings is fine. He doesnât need help from anyone, especially a damn alpha. Heâs got it handled. Next week they are going to be going to a week long training camp in the mountains. UA has been keeping the location of the camp strictly underwraps so he should be safe from his stalker. While he's there heâll train as hard as he can and get so strong it wonât even matter that heâs being relentlessly stalked because heâll flatten any bastard that tries to get near him.Â
Or that's what he had thought but now the camp is under attack. There's a group of hostile villains running around looking specifically for him. He's running through a forest trying to get to the evacuation point where Aizawa sensei should be located, with Icy-hot and Deku on his tail along with Eight-arms and Beak-face up front surrounding him while a masked villain tries to get through their defense to nab him.Â
He doesnât know when it happened but somehow the man had found an opening. Soon his world was teal blue glass. He couldnât move or scream. He was suspended in motion trapped in a marble. He could feel himself being tossed around and the man holding him fighting before he was released. He felt a sharp prick in his neck as warm arms surrounded him. His last memory was Deku trying to jump into the portal and slurring at him to stop.Â
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As he awoke he groggily took in his surroundings, he was in a some sort of bar surrounded by the League. He was strapped to a chair in heavy quirk restraints. His arms were locked together while his hands were trapped in a metal cube. If he tried to use his quirk he would blow his hands to shreds.
âHey Shig, I think the brat is awake.â He heard someone say but he couldn't tell who. His head was throbbing, likely from the sedative he was drugged with.
âWelcome Katsuki Bakugo, you were brought to me due to the injustices you've faced at the hands of those you call heroes. You didn't deserve to be chained like an animal- '' Tomura was being rather diplomatic as much as he wanted to immediately mark the boy as his own. It was an alpha pup they were dealing with; they are known to be aggressive and territorial if not introduced properly into a new space.Â
The white haired man was talking but he couldn't hear a word. He was hyperventilating, his heart was pounding in his ears. Terrified whimpers escaped him as his distressed smell was starting to leak from underneath the day old scent patch. Releasing a sickly sweet distinctly omega smell. The room went silent as the revelation of his true classification was exposed. It was getting harder to breathe. His mind was racing coming up with scenarios each worse than the last. He knows what happens to kidnapped omegas, especially those with powerful quirks. He'll be claimed and mated against his will and used to breed pups until his body is too broken to produce anymore.Â
âI thought we were taking in an alpha pup?â He hears someone murmur, obviously confused by the pathetically sweet burnt caramel scent wafting in the air. He hears footsteps walking towards him and whimpers as someone tugs off his scent patch exposing even more of his sugary scent into the air.Â
âTo do this shit to a pup, let alone an omega pup. The heroes truly are scum.â Shigaraki growled scent going sour with his displeasure, though he quickly forced himself to calm down when the boy yipped in terror in response. The kidâs eyes were rapidly zipping in different directions around the room, his fluffy blond pointed ears pressed flat against his skull in terror. He was getting overwhelmed. There were likely too many unknown scents and classifications in the room. He couldn't focus.Â
âEveryone out. Now.â Tomura growled, the rest of his pack fled the room leaving him, Dabi, and Bakugo alone. He scruffed the boy, softing biting at the base of his neck, before carefully undoing the restraints one by one, the pup not being able to move once during the process.Â
Katsuki trembled in a state of terror, his body lacking any mobility due to alpha nipping at the small glands at the back of his neck effectively paralyzing him. Scruffing was something only a pack member can do to an omega or child due to the vulnerable state it places them in. Though as betas and alpha puppies grow older their glands shrink, eventually fading away, however they stay intact in omegas. Once the glands are pressed, either through biting or squeezing, the omega is left in a vulnerable state with limited access to their senses and bodily functions relying heavily on their base instincts and pack for safety until it wears off. Scruffing omegas outside your pack is just not done, while scuffing other children outside your pack can be considered acceptable depending on the circumstance, doing the same to an omega is assault. He shouldnât be surprised a villain would use this against him but it was just so goddamn embarrassing. Hereâs his shitty biology being used against him yet again proving his parents point on why omegas shouldn't be heroes.Â
âCan I hold him now?â Dabi asked, swallowing the whine that threatened to leave his chest. Heâs been waiting so long to have the little spitfire home. He wants to hold him down and drown him in his scent until heâs nothing but a puddle of happy little purrs.
âGo ahead and stabilize him firefly then get him into the nest. Weâll talk when heâs calmed down.â The alpha frowned, the boy was dropping into his baseline instincts dangerously fast. Most people donât drop this hard, this easily, unless they are either ignoring their own instincts or being severely neglected. He suspects the boy may have been both.Â
âIt's been a rough day, hasn't it puppy?â Dabi cooed as he scented the boy. The crying boy whined in his arms before going limp. âShh shh just relax, you're doing so well baby.â He purred as he got the boy drunk on soothing pheromones. He broke out into a smile when he received tiny almost soundless purrs in return.Â
âMine,â Dabi growled possessively, tightening his hold on the small blond. It shouldn't be this easy for the boy to drop just due to pheromones. The ones he and his lover were dousing him in weren't even all that strong. Clearly their pup had been neglected for far longer than they had assumed.Â
âOurs,â Shigaraki confirmed before doing the same, covering the boy in his scent.Â
The blonde had originally caught the coupleâs attention with his display of power and aggressive behavior, thinking of him as a possible recruit. But when he had been chained to the winnerâs podium after being declared the âvictorâ of the UA Sports Festival, they knew they had to do something. They had been watching the festival to observe the quirks of the next generation of heroes and gather intel for their next attack; they hadn't expected to see such a young child being abused so openly on television. Seeing the terror in his eyes as the boy cried out behind the muzzle struggling in his bonds while the crowd roared in excitement had left a bad taste in their mouths. The boy reminded them of themselves when they were younger, being abused so overtly while everyone around them just watched no one ever stepping up to help. They were going to save that pup and make him theirs.
They decided to first observe his home and see how he was being treated outside of school. If he had a loving pack at home there would be no need to separate them. They could just tear down the heroic institution oppressing him instead. But that wasn't the case, there were no signs of pack bonding between either parent and child. His room lacked any scent from the boy or his parents, hell it barely looked like a pup lived there at all. There were no signs of love that a growing child needs to develop properly. If things kept up like this Bakugo would have eventually gone feral from lack of proper care.Â
His mother and father often worked late leaving him alone for hours on end to care for himself. The kid would often forget to eat distracted with his training or stay up for hours into the night studying. Once they saw how little he was being parented they decided to start filling the gaps his parents clearly weren't going to do. They started messaging the boy, giving him reminders to eat, when to sleep, establishing a routine he will already be accustomed to for when he comes home with them. They had eyes on him at all times if it wasn't Shigraki or Dabi it was Toga, Compress keeping an eye on the kid.Â
The last step had been seeing which items brought Katsuki the most comfort and taking them away. So when they were ready to pick him up he would be unstable and ready to latch onto anyone giving him positive attention. Though they suspect that won't be much of a problem given how little attention the pup is given both at home and school. The training camp had been the perfect opportunity to abduct the boy while causing chaos to hero society. Now that they have him they arenât ever letting him go.
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Katsuki broke through the pheromone-induced haze with a disgruntled whine. He doesn't know how long he was stuck in the floaty haze of comfort but when he came to, he found himself in a large soft nest filled with plush pillows and soft blankets. He was currently being held by the villain Dabi Papa, his mind supplies. He wanted to move to escape from the hold but it felt so good to be covered in the scent of another omega and to be cuddled like he was someoneâs beloved pup. He hasn't had anything like this since before his quirk came in. The warm hands gently carding through his hair, occasionally running a wrist through it scenting him made his mind fuzzy and despite his best efforts tiny purrs escaped his chest. Â
âYou awake firecracker?â Dabi rumbled, hands slowing to a stop as he observed the scent-drunk puppy. He smiled as he watched him get his bearings. For the better part of two hours he's been watching the boy, rubbing gentle circles into his skin, the child content to lay on his chest, whining softly, lip trembling whenever the older omega so much as pulled away to find his phone to snap a picture. Under that false exterior shell of anger layed a sweet docile pup waiting to be loved, just as he had thought.Â
âMm-hmm,â he lazily responded, eyes closed nuzzling into the hand to try and get it to start petting him again. He felt so calm with Dabiâs soothing pheromones sinking into his skin until he heard footsteps approaching their the nest. He whimpered in fear, latching onto the villain curling his head into the other omegaâs neck breathing in his sweet smoky scent of toasted marshmallows for comfort.Â
âMay I come in, omega?â Shigaraki asked. They usually donât do this sort of traditional bullshit but they thought it might be easier for the pup to imprint onto them if their dynamics were clear to establish them in his mind as prospective parents. Nearly feral packless children will oftentimes attach themselves to any potential paternal figure around them their instincts deem suitable. If they had not swooped in when they did, the boy would have likely irreversibly bonded to one of his teachers, possibly Eraserhead or even worse All Might.Â
âYes alpha,â the older omega responded as he moved himself over to make room for the white haired alpha. Katsuki whined as he was moved from Papa the scarred villain and snuggled into an unfamiliar muscled chest though he soon calmed as he was scented yet again. He was fine, it was just Daddy Shigaraki. He relaxed into the dusty scent of old books and cold morning dew.Â
âWe've been watching you for a while now, little hero. We know how badly you've been treated at home and in school. We brought you here because we want to save you and keep you as our own.â Tomura explained watching the blond's crimson eyes, just like his, widened in shock.
âItâŚwâs..you?â The blond slurred. His stalker, or stalkers apparently, had won and kidnapped him like they promised. Maybe he should have actually told someoneâŚoops. To be fair he didnât expect them to be the League of Villains. He had assumed it was probably some weak basement dwelling loserâŚagain oops. That was his bad. Maybe he shouldn't have underestimated unknown extras so quickly.
âYou were so rude to us over the phone. We were only trying to protect you sweetheart.â Dabi cooed before Shigaraki chimed in sternly stating âIf you behave that way with us again, Iâll have to punish you puppy.â
ââM sârry. Go home now?â The blond asked, it was getting late, his classmate and teachers are going to get worried if he doesn't come back soon.Â
âNo, you can never go back there. This is your home now.â The alpha growled disapprovingly. Though he tried not to get too upset, the kid is still pretty out of it from the pheromones he was doused with. He likely doesnât even know what he's saying.
âNo no noâŚneed go⌠want tâ be hâro,â Katsuki whined, despite how nice it felt to be treated like pack, he had a life he needed to get back to. He was going to be the number one hero, he didn't have time to waste doing things like packbonding. No matter how much his instincts screamed for it.
âYou can play hero with us all you want spitfire. You can be our little hero right here.â The omega tried to reason. Though he knows if someone had tried to convince him at Katsukiâs age to stop being a hero he never would have listened either. Unfortunately this was something they were going to have to train out of him through use of punishment. Something he wished someone would have done for him before he horrifically scarred himself trying to play hero for his fatherâs attention.Â
âYou donât need to be risking your life for people who treat you like your disposable. Who will replace you with a new shiny hero as soon as you get injured so badly you need to be taken out of the field permanently and will forget you in the blink of an eye. Your sacrifice means nothing to them. They donât deserve you. You are never going to be a hero.â Tomura hissed, tightening his hold on the boy as he released a strong disapproving parental scent, used for reprimanding misbehaving puppies.Â
âNo! I 'm a hero! Iâm leavinâ!â The boy shouted, setting off tiny crackling explosions against the man's chest. His heart stopped as he realized what he had done, the temperature of the room dropping as the mood plummets. He could smell anger coming from Daddy Shigaraki and disappointment from Papa Dabi.Â
âNaughty puppy, do we need to bring back the restraints?â Tomura asked calmly, nipping the boy's shoulder when he received no response. They had decided early on that he would be the one handling most punishments and discipline while Dabi did most of the comforting and consoling at least for now to establish Tomura as the dominant alpha and Dabi as a reassuring omega in the boyâs mind. Once the pup is thoroughly imprinted they will both be handling the discipline and aftercare equally.Â
âWell do we, baby?â Dabi asked, dousing the boy in his reassuring scent.Â
âNooo,â Katsuki whined cursing his biology as his instincts screamed: appease sire, appease dam, apologize, take punishment. He flopped over on Daddyâs Shigarakiâs lap, belly up and neck bared in submission.Â
He gasps as he is gently flipped over by strong rough hands and placed onto his belly, as Daddy the Alpha begins to rain down harsh swats on his bottom. He feels a distinct fear in the back of his mind, it would only take one hit with five fingers for him to be decayed. Though his instinct riddled mind supplied Sire would never hurt us. We've been bad. Deserve this.Â
âYouâre doing so good,â Dabi cooed as he stroked the boy's hair gently wiping away the boy's tears as his lover started to land harsher swats on the boy's stinging bottom âTaking your punishment so well puppy. We're almost done.â
âPapa,â Katsuki cried, arms reaching out to Dabi trying to get out his Daddyâs hold. His mind was so foggy he didnât realize what he had just called the other man.
âDonât look at him, focus on me. Your papa isn't going to save you from this, little one.â The alpha nipped the boy's ear before asking âWhy are you being punished puppy?â
âBecause Daddy is an assho-Ah!,â The boy yelped at the loud smack to his sit spots his snide remark got him. âI used my quirk-ow! on you and tried-ah! to leave.â
âThatâs right baby, good job,â The older omega cooed purring as he stroked the boy's cheeks. âYou're being a very good boy.â The young omega eagerly accepted the praise, responding in kind with his own rumbling purr nuzzling into the warm hand.Â
âYou will never try to use your quirk on any member of the League nor will you ever try to leave the nest again, am I understood? Everything you will ever need, you can find right here with us.â The man barked, accentuating each word with a harsh swat.Â
He didn't want to agree. He didn't but his bottom was on fire and his neglected inner omega was screaming at him to please sire, pups donât stray far from their nests, say yes. And the steady affection he was getting from his papa didn't help, only fuelling on his omega.Â
âI-i understand Daddy,â Bakugo answered through hitched breaths and rumbling purrs. He wanted to scream and run away from this place but he also wanted to sit still and be a good boy for Daddy and nuzzle and purr at Papa. He didnât know what was going on; it was like his body was on autopilot and functioning without any of his input.Â
âGood boy, you did wonderfully. I'm so proud to have such a brave pup.â Shigaraki praised the boy as he finished up his spanking, laying down and settling the boy on his chest. Chuckling when the loudest purr they've ever heard from the boy escaped his lips from the simple praise.Â
âSleep now, we'll be right here when you wake.â Dabi cooed curling himself around his partner and child watching the boy try his hardest to fight sleep but ultimately fail as his breaths even out and he unconsciously snuggled deeper into their hold.
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Bakugo would like to say that during the months he was with the League he spent his time kicking and screaming, that he was a pest and a menace the entire time, never once backing down or submitting to them, and that he would have blown them to bits if not for the quirk canceling drugs in his system but that would be a lie. No he found it incredibly hard to rebel let alone fight against any of them, especially the pair his instincts are convinced are going to be his new âdadsâ. His insides turn gooey and his mind fuzzy the second either of them were around. His mind is clearest when they are away, if either of them are around his instincts just make him want to cling to them and appease them in any way he can.Â
After they had coerced the truth of his homelife out of him the pair seemed to make it their mission to embarrass him at every given moment. Constantly cuddling and petting him, nuzzling and scenting him whenever he was near, and praising him for the simplest of tasks. He hated how it made him melt, his tail wagging and instant purrs sounding from his throat giving him away as he tried to push away their constant doting. The worst was when they would bathe him, spending hours lovingly washing him, making his brain mush for hours after. Grooming is another form of packbonding he has been denied for so long. It being one of the strongest forms of packbonding there is, usually used for young pups, introducing new members into a pack, or grounding someone gone feral. It's a very intimate way to show how much you care for a pack member.
That's not to say the rest of the League weren't menaces because they definitely are. Kurogiri is a vigilant motherfucker always watching him and thwarting any escape attempts. The beta always seems to know when he is going to act out, opening a portal and depositing him straight into his âparentsâ waiting arms. Though heâs not all bad, he does cook them delicious meals, and always makes sure his portion is extra spicy, and helps bring him whatever he needs when heâs being punished and not allowed to leave the nest, even sneaking him the spicy wasabi snacks he likes. He often helps sooth Shigarakiâs scratching fits and lightens his punishments when he believes Tomura is too harsh. He suspects the mist-man raised Shigaraki given the rumbling purrs the alpha constantly releases in his presence and how easily he can sway his decisions with only a stern expression.
Magne and Compress are both annoying but for different reasons. Magne seems to have it in her head that he is incredibly delicate and needs to be held at all times. She claims it's due to her instincts but he thinks she just wants a puppy to spoil. Magne is biologically an alpha male but feels she is truly a female omega. Being around her is always a trip. His instincts tell him he should be obedient and submit while his mind is telling him she is an omega equal to him. He usually just lets her do whatever she wants since his instincts get so confused around her. Most time he spends in her care he is scruffed, scented until he is dazed, and bound to her nest.
Compress on the other hand is also protective but in an extremely irritating way. He is too good at predicting when he is going to act out and capturing him mid-escape with his quirk. All it takes is one touch and then he is stuck in a little blue marble. But worst of all, the alpha is always teasing him, calling him the most ridiculous pet names just to see him blush.
âCome on baby boy, itâs time to eat.â Atsuhiro cooed as he fetched the boy from his nest, picking him up and carrying him on his hip to take him to the dining room.Â
âShut up!â The boy grumbled as his cheeks started to flush pink. He canât help it, he's not used to this sort of thing. Affection was never something given to undesirable pups like him. Only the sweet docile omegas were treated that way, never the aggressive âalphasâ like Katsuki.
âWell isn't that adorable. You're as red as a sweet little strawberry, just as cute as one too.â Sako chuckled; he loved to tease the boy. It was good to see him pouting and embarrassed rather than angry and almost feral like he used to be. Especially in the beginning, it helped take his mind off the initial kidnapping and be less tense around them. Instead of focusing on how sad he is to be away from school and hero life he is focused on the teasing and trying to get away from it, usually into the arms of one of his fathers or one of the other members of the League. Really Sako was being benevolent, generous even! Heâs just helping the pack bond. If he finds the boy's reactions especially entertaining, well he'll just keep that to himself.Â
âStop it,â Katsuki whined. He could feel his face heating up more and more. He looked around for help but saw nothing but mirthful gazes looking his way. Even his Daddy was cracking an amused smile. He made eye contact with his Papa and extended his arms out towards him making grabby hands. He widened his eyes, flopped his ears downward, and jutted out his bottom lip into a pout making sure to look extra pitiful. His Papa was more likely to help him out if he looked genuinely upset.
âStop picking on the baby, Sako.â Dabi teasingly scolded the man before taking the boy and sitting him on his lap to feed. Breakfast today was spicy rice porridge topped with fried egg and green onions, one of his favorites.
âItâs all in good fun, Iâm sure the cutie patootie knows that.â Atsuhiro said he could help but say one last playful jab before taking his place at the dinner table, chuckling at the state of the boy's face.
Bakugo whined as he flushed bright red from the top of his hairline to the bottom of his chin. He hid his face in his Papaâs neck to avoid the laughing and amused gazes from around the dinner table. He must look like a tomato. Even his papa was struggling not to laugh...Hmph! Traitor.
Then there's Toga, the only other pup in this place. She's a lot to put it simply, upon meeting him she immediately adopted him as her little brother and will not leave him alone. She decided to be his âprotectorâ as his older sister, meaning she wonât let him out of her sight at all times and tries to play with him at any given moment. Heâll never forget when he first met Toga officially. The girl had burst into their room demanding to see him, he had been surprised when she hadn't been snarled at or shooed out like the others.Â
âI want to see the baby.â The girl whined at the edge of the nest waiting for an approving chuff from either male before getting in.Â
âYou know heâs only two years younger than you, Himiko.â Dabi drawled before chirping at the brat to come in.Â
âDoesn't matter! I have big sibling rights even if he was only a day younger, he would still be a baby to me!â Toga argued as she squirmed her way into the nest.Â
âHuh, is that so?â Tomura looked questioningly toward the omega to which Dabi nodded in agreement. It didn't matter to him if Natsuo and Fuyumi were only a couple years younger than him, to Dabi they will always be his babies. He doesnât like to think about Shouto; he wants nothing to do with that insipid alpha pup.Â
âHi my name is Himiko Toga but you can call me Himi-nii!â Toga squealed giggling as the scent-drunk boy groggily opened his eyes.Â
âToga? Why r yâu hâre?â Katsuki slurred his foggy mind, not quite being able to catch up to his mouth. He hasnât seen the rest of the League for a while now. Heâs been stuck in his parentâs nest for so long. He's not allowed to leave the nest yet, the only times he gets to leave is to be bathed or use the bathroom and even then he is either supervised or timed. Heâs only caught a few glimpses of the others though his parents usually snarl at them when they get too close to him. So he hasn't had much social interaction recently.Â
âYou're so cute! I'm here to play! I can't wait to bite you!â She got into a playbow ready to pounce on the boy only to be stopped by a large hand plopping onto her head.
âHeâs pretty out of it, brat. He wonât be able to play with you for a while.â Shigaraki ruffled the bratâs hair and snickered as she whined, calling him a meanie while still purring and nuzzling into his hand. He had to owe it to her, before Toga, he had never been in close proximity to a kid let alone taken care of one himself. Having Twiceâs pup around helped him learn how to properly deal with children and got him prepared for bringing Katsuki home. He thinks heâll always have a soft spot for the blood-obsessed alpha pup.Â
âYou can come back after heâs had his nap.â Dabi answers, laughing softly as she pouted, whining under her breath about them hogging the new puppy.
Though he canât say it's all bad, he never grew up with littermates being an only child and never bonded with anyone his own age. He hasn't gotten to play with other pups since he was three. And sheâs so much fun to play with, always chasing him around the base or stalking and tackling him when he least expects it. The adults donât bother to break them up much leaving them to tussle and gnaw on each other as they please. They're puppies. It's good for them, it helps with their development and learning how hard to bite they say. Her bites draw blood too often though. She claims it's because she loves him so much. He thinks it has something to do with her quirk and how she needs blood like she needs food.Â
Spinner is the most normal out of the bunch, a simple beta. He didnât really seem like much of a villain and Bakugo didn't take him as seriously as the others at first thinking he could easily beat him in a fight even without his quirk. Until the day he tried to escape in his care. While the lizard man had been dozing off on the couch in the living room seemingly unaware. He had tiptoed his way down the hall making sure to stay as silent as possible. When he got to the entrance he felt a chill go down his spine. He rushed to open the door when he heard a whoosh sound and then strike! The loose fabric from his shirt and shorts were pinned to the wall by long blades with killer accuracy. He looked around but saw no one there then looked up and saw glowing red eyes. There was Spinner crawling on the ceiling upside down with a terrifying expression on his face.Â
âWhere do you think you are going, pup?â
It's safe to say he did not try his luck with the man again. Aside from being mildly terrifying heâs pretty good company. He doesn't coddle or put him under as much as the others. He really only scruffs him when he absolutely has to. Instead he plays video games with him or just lets him do his own thing with minimal supervision. Something the others can't seem to fathom. Heâs like a cool slightly geeky older brother.
Twice is the only other biological omega part of the League, besides Dabi. Katsuki is not part of the League so he does not count! The man is easy to fool and unstable, often needing help from the other alphaâs to help with his shattered psyche. He has a soft spot for children, apparently claiming Toga as his own almost immediately after meeting her. It didnât take long to get him wrapped around his little finger.
At first he wasnât allowed to see any members of the League. Then after a month stuck with only his parents, he was allowed out of their nest to meet everyone except for Jin. His Papa would get really aggressive and snap whenever Jin would come near him, snarling that he already had his own puppy and to get away. Though after some time he eventually calmed down and he was allowed to meet Jin properly.Â
He can be pretty clingy with both him and Toga oftentimes keeping them tucked into his nest while the others are away on a mission. He plays with them a lot, always happy to create a game for them or chase them around. Heâs a terrible cook but always has snacks on hand to feed them whenever he thinks they might be getting hungry. He just wants to make them feel happy and loved. It's no surprise he is the one Katsuki has been waiting to use for his escape.
He was too trusting, too soft, too unsuspecting, it was only time before someone took advantage of those omegan qualities he puts on display. Bakugo bid his time until the perfect moment arose and then it was here. The others were all going out on a mission, what exactly for he doesnât know the exact details, but everyone except Twice would be needed. This was the chance he was waiting for all this time. As they geared up and got ready to leave, the boy feigned grogginess making sure to look extra sleepy so he wouldnât get a precautionary scruff before they left.Â
âBehave I donât want to have to come back early to punish you.â Shigaraki told him sternly before kissing his forehead and nuzzling his cheek goodbye.
âIâll be good. I promise.â Katsuki mumbled, rubbing his eyes and yawning for good measure.
âWeâll be back soon, be good for Jin.â Dabi cooed before doing the same as his partner.
âBye Daddy, bye Papa,â he mumbled as he gave them each a kiss on the cheek. Katsukiâs gut churned as he watched them walk through the portal, thinking about the betrayal he was about to commit. They're villains, he shouldn't feel bad, he shouldn't miss them, he should hate them with all his might butâŚhe doesnât. He likes the way they make him feel cared for and loved, he loves-No! They manipulated him; none of this is real. Heâs in too deep, he has to go now! Before it's too late.
âWhat do you want to do? Letâs play! There's still a couple hours before bedtime. Go to bed now!â Jin rambled excitedly. This is the first time heâs taken care of the boy all on his own, he was delighted, they were going to get to spend some time all to themselves to bond.Â
âCan we just watch a movie? I feel too tired to play,â he said, faking a yawn. âSorry but can we umâŚCould you maybe um-â Katsuki mumbled, fidgeting with his hands feigning nervousness.
âWhat is it pup? Whaddya Want?â Jin looked so concerned for him it made his stomach sink.
âCan we cuddle please? I usually cuddle with Daddy and Papa during movies b-but it's okay if you donât want to!â The younger omega asked, tilting his head to the side and widening his eyes. The man will be falling for the act in threeâŚtwoâŚo-
âOf course we can! So cute!â Twice squealed, leaning in to hug the boy and move him onto his lap. Heâs so happy that the boy is finally becoming more comfortable around them, even initiating affection toward him on his own.Â
So trustingâŚ
The man is a typical clingy, naive, trusting omega, something Bakugo cannot risk becoming. As much as he hates to take advantage of another omega, this has to be done. It's the way of the world. If you leave yourself open and vulnerable, someone is bound to take advantage. This time it's my turn, Katsuki thought as he squeezed the glands on the back of the man's neck, scruffing him. He straightened up, dropping the act as he pushed the man off of him watching as Jinâs body slumped relaxing against his will onto the couch.Â
âKatâ stâp pleasâ. Can't go!â Jin cried as the boy tied his hands and legs together with blankets further immobilizing him.Â
âIâm sorry. For what it's worth I really did like you, tell Himiko she was a good playmate. Goodbye Jin.â He ignored the man's cries as he looked for his shoes. They weren't by the door and he didn't have enough time to look around his parentâs Shigaraki and Dabiâs room for them. He begrudgingly slipped on Himikoâs pink sneakers and stole one of his Daddyâs Shigarakiâs hoodies from the coat rack before slipping out the door.Â
He didnât know where he was. The building he was being kept in was very nondescript and tattered on the outside, all the buildings in the area were. He walked into the closest alley and spread dirty puddle water, dirt, and trash all over himself trying to cover his scent and get rid of the Leagueâs. He grimaced at the horrid smell but hopefully he won't leave a trail of scent that can be traced. With no idea where he is and no phone, he decided to start running in a random direction looping around blocks and cutting through alleyways hoping to find a convenience store. He needs to get scent neutralizer and scent patches before he finds a hero. He canât let anyone know he is an omega. His parents forged his records to state that he is an alpha. If one of the policemen smell him and realize his records were falsified, his parents could get into a lot of trouble. His career could be over before it even began.
After twenty minutes of running through a residential area he finally found a convenience store open. As he walked into the shop the cashier payed him no mind only briefly glancing over his face before turning back to their attention back to their cell phone. He guesses it has been a while since the news stopped airing his case, from his rough calculations it has been a little over a month and a half since he was kidnapped. He browsed the aisles looking for the hygiene section, eventually finding it and stuffing a small pack of scent patches into the front pocket of his hoodie. As he crouched down looking at the different options for scent remover he heard the door chime signaling a new customer had arrived. He thought nothing of it as he lifted his hand to put the small bottle into his pocket but froze as his arm was caught in a firm grip. He stiffly raised his head to see Mr.Compress, out of costume he doubts anyone noticed who he is.Â
âHmm whatâs this?â Astuhiro asked, looking towards the bottle in the boy's hand. âTrying to hide a certain secret, are you? Well I don't think that will be necessary, though you are in dire need of a bath.â He tightened his grip as the boy tried to pull his arm away. God he smelled awful, Sako was glad Tomura had a tracking chip installed in him otherwise he would not have been able to find him through scent alone.Â
âLet me go!â Bakugo snarled. How did they find him already? They weren't supposed to be back until morning.Â
âCome now, pup. If you come quietly without making a fuss, I wonât tell your Daddy about this.â Compress watched as the boy's brave face crumpled at the mention of Shigaraki. Â
âI'm not a pup, I'm a hero and I'm not going back!â He canât go back! He wonât! If he goes back to the League, he might never want to come back home.Â
âOh is that so? Well I'll tell you what I see.â Sako spoke in a teasing manner, catching the boy's other wrist in his arm. âI see a naughty little runaway in need of punishment.â
âShut up! Get out of my way or Iâll blow you to hell!â Katsuki yelled as he tried to detonate his explosions, whining in distress when his quirk wouldnât comply with his demands. He looked towards the cashier for help but lost hope when they quickly averted their eyes, ignoring the situation.Â
âOne dose of quirk canceling drugs can last up to twelve hours in the body. You were given some this morning, I know you can't fight. Let's go home and forget this all happened.â The boy remained the same, stubbornly staring at his hands as he tried to squirm away. âNow Katsuki. Donât make me scruff you.â Sako warned, emitting a deep warning growl that made the boy go still.
It's been months since he last trained. He had tried to in the beginning but was punished and put to a stop almost immediately. Most of his muscle mass is gone, he wonât be able to win a hand to hand fight and he doubts Atsuhiro would play fair anyway. There's no getting out of this one. He lost to the villains again.Â
âYou promise you wonât tell?â The omega asked as he stopped his struggles and leaned into the alpha. This has been the closest heâs ever actually got to escaping. He doesnât even want to know what the punishment will be if they find out.
âI promise,â Sako promised with a wink miming zipping his lips and throwing away the key. He wrapped his arm around the boy's shoulder tightly as he walked them out of the store.Â
âKudos on the shoplifting, very villain-like if I do say so myself.â Compressed quipped chuckling when the boyâs face scrunched up in displeasure.
âJust shut upâŚIs everyone else home too?â Katsuki asked timidly. He didn't want to face Jin after his betrayal. He didnât want to see any of his pack the League after what he did to the omega.
âNo, I was sent back to retrieve Jin as it was decided he was necessary to the mission. We were going to switch places. I take care of you and he goes out to help the others. You can imagine my surprise when I saw Jin scruffed and bound, crying because you had left. They're still off on their mission. I didn't want to disrupt anything by telling them what was going on. They'll be back by morning.â That is a lie they were all alerted as soon as the boy left the base by the tracking chip. They had sent Sako to retrieve him because he was the least identifiable out of costume aside from Toga but she was still needed for the mission.Â
âOh.â The rest of the walk home was silent. It turns out Katsuki did not make it as far as he thought he did. The base was only a short walk from the convenience store. The rest of the night passed in a blur. He was ushered into a quick bath and sent to bed. Compress making sure to lock him in his actual room for the night. It was windowless and bleak, lacking any furniture or personality. He hasn't spent much time in it, most days stuck close to his parents' sides or confined to their nest. The room felt so cold and lonely compared to the warmth and affection he had steadily gotten used to receiving. I miss them, he thought as he closed his eyes and drifted off into a fitful sleep.Â
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He was roused from his sleep by the now unfamiliar feeling of an empty nest. HuhâŚusually when he woke up at least one of his dadâs were with him. He waited until someone came to get him. He waited and waited but thirty minutes later still no one had shown up to check on him. Eventually he mustered up the courage to try to open the bedroom door, it was unlocked. He heard voices chatting down the hall towards the kitchen but the talking stopped as soon as he entered the room.Â
All eyes suddenly turned on him, the tension was thick in the air.Â
âGood morning young Bakugo, we're just finishing up breakfast there should still be some left over if youâd like.â Kurogiri regarded him with a stiff sort of politeness he wasnât used to.Â
âO-okay,â They ate without him?Â
âYou can serve yourself, the food is on the stove.â Whatâs going on? Why are they acting like this?
Everyone else left the table moving to the living room without giving him a glance. He sullenly ate his food alone. After he finished eating he waited again for someone to come get him. No one came. He hesitantly got up from his seat and followed the cheerful chatter into the living room. All the seats were taken deliberately, some members even crossing their feet over couches so he wouldn't have a place. No one spared a glance as he made his way toward them, not even his papa would acknowledge his existence, never once looking his way. He sat quietly on the floor near the couch not knowing what to do. His ears perked up from their sad droopy state when his Daddy finally spoke to him.Â
âIs there anything you want to tell us, little boy?â Shigaraki barked, face stoney scarlet eyes cold and uncaring.
The boy flinched, Daddy had never spoken to him so callously before, that tone was regarded for people he couldnât care less for. He hesitantly shook his head no.Â
âReally? That's not what I heard, no I heard that a certain misbehaving brat had an impromptu escapade to the market last night. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that would you?â Shigaraki tilted his head, cold gaze piercing seeing into Bakugoâs soul.Â
Katski froze face paling in realization. They knew.
âYou promised you wouldn't tell,â Katsuki muttered, sending a betrayed look towards Sako.
âI promised I wouldnât tell your Daddy and I didnât. Heâs not your Daddy anymore so that promise is null and void.â Sako spoke uncharacteristically stoic, donning an bored expression.
âW-what do you mean?â He looked toward the pair his omega had gotten so attached to and only saw cold indifference on their faces. They donât want him anymore. I mean it's not like he wanted them in the first place, who cares if they don't love him anymore. Why is this happening again? It's just his stupid inner omega being sensitive. Why does no one ever want him?Â
âClearly you don't want to be part of our pack so you will no longer be treated as such. Though you will still be housed here seeing as you are still a valuable asset that can be used against the heroes.â Distressed whines were now starting to leak out of the boy though he himself hasnât seemed to notice.
âYou are no longer a part of this family. Go back to your room, we'll come get you if you're needed for anything.â The devastated cry the boy released shatters the hearts of everyone in the room. If it wasnât for the scent blockers they put on beforehand they likely would have given up the ruse right then and there.
Katsuki could feel his heart break as he was ushered back into the room and the door slammed and locked shut firmly behind him.Â
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Each day that passed his heart cracks more and more. No one ever comes to visit him now; he spends his time locked away in isolation with nothing but the sound of his own cries. There's no furniture in the room, not even a bed, just three thin blankets and a small pillow he used to make a small nest. They left him no forms of entertainment, no toys, no games, not even a book, nothing to help get his mind away from the pain. His meals are bland and delivered by portal.Â
No one interacts with him directly and no amount of crying or screaming can make them acknowledge him. The room reeks so strongly of misery, it's probably leaking out from underneath the door but he doubts the others care about the scent. They hardly bother with him at all. The last time he saw one of the others was a couple days ago to collect his blood. They were wearing scent blockers and expressionless, he couldn't tell what they were thinking or what they were going to use it for. They didn't speak to him, only took what they needed and left. He really is nothing but a tool for them to use now.Â
Two weeks into the new treatment he woke up feeling sick. He was feverish; the room around him was a hazy blur. His tummy was pulsing with pain that with each passing hour began to ache more and more. He thinks his body was going through his first training heat. Heâs never gotten one before despite being older than the typical age omegas start to get them due to the heavy suppressants he was used to taking.Â
For young omegas this premature form of heat is not sexual in nature. It is simply a time for a young omega to get accustomed to the symptoms of heat and aware of what is going to happen in the future. Training heats are often spent with parents strengthening their bond with their child. Adoptive parents eagerly await the arrival of their young omegas training heat because of the sensitive nature it brings out of even the most stubborn of pups. This time, especially the first one, can be used to permanently imprint a child onto a new caregiver. Once the bond is sealed it can never be broken, the new parent will always be able to influence and command their pup. It's one of the reasons laws and regulations around adopting omega pups are so strict. If a pup already has a healthy bond with a set of parents a new bond can not be formed against their will. But if their instincts have any doubts or insecurities about their parents a new bond can be formed with a caregiver their instincts find more suitable.Â
Everything hurts. He wants Dabi and Shigaraki to come back. He sniffled getting so caught up in his emotions he didnât realize how loud his desperate cries were becoming. His instincts were screaming, they were in anguish from yet another cruel rejection from a pack that was supposed to care for him. He wantedâno he needed his Daddy to take the chilling pain away he needed his Papa to soothe the desperate ache in his heart. He wanted things to go back to the way they were before.
The teen lost in the haze of despair did not notice the door creaking open. Nor did he notice Dabi almost fall to his knees when hit with the wide range of agony in the air. The air was thick with the nauseating scent of abandonment, suffocating loneliness, pungent sorrow, and most importantly sickeningly sweet immature heat.
The decision to force the boy into a stressed induced heat had been a difficult one. Dabi had been adamant against the idea stating natural bonds formed from the boy's own free will would breed less resentment and make for a much happier pup. While Tomura argued that a bit of isolation discomfort now and some resentment later would be better than their pup escaping and completely forgetting them.Â
The pair's indecision and constant arguing had caused much turmoil between the League. Some agreed with Dabi that a natural bond would be better in the long run while others agreed with Shigaraki that the boy's last attempt had been way too close and rushing a permanent bond would be better to secure their connection to the kid in the event of a successful escape.Â
They decided to settle the augment via vote. Shigaraki won five votes to Dabiâs three, Twice being the last deciding vote to tip the scales in his favor. Then formed their plan of action. They would make their rejection clear and concise leaving no room for misjudgement. The boy will be excluded purposefully before being exiled from the pack, the length of his time in exile will depend on how quickly his heat will arrive. The rejection of yet another pack this young, should make the boy spiral into his first heat. His hormones will go haywire searching for any suitable parental figure to latch onto. That is when they'll swoop in and claim him permanently. Well Tomura will, Dabi is still quite upset and refuses to lay his claim on the boy if heâll be in such a frenzied state under duress. For the time being Tomura will be the one taking the lead with the plan. Dabi will offer his support when the process is over but he wants nothing to do with it.
When they entered the room they saw the poor boy writhing in the sheets of his poorly constructed nest, likely the first he's ever made himself. His face was flushed pink and panting, his body glistening, sticky with sweat. The teen's hazy eyes drew to a focus body stiffening as he recognized the new scents in the air. His tail wagged as he struggled to move his sluggish body into an upright position desperate to see if the ones he's been longing for are really here.
âIs our little one ready to behave?â Shigaraki took the lead while his lover focused on calming himself and settling his distressed scent. The transition from always having their pup within arms reach to not having him at all had been hard on his omega. Dabi had dropped after the first three days going into an almost feral state from hearing and smelling his pup in agony but not being allowed to see him. He would destroy any doubles Jin made somehow knowing in his feral state that they were not the real Bakugo. Only when Toga transformed into the boy did he calm down, being soothed by the other pack pup in disguise.Â
The boy struggled to form his mouth into words. The only sounds able to escape his throat were desperate canine whines and whimpers. He yipped sharply as Shaigarakiâs face morphed into one of displeasure.Â
âHm, I don't think so. He canât even be bothered to grace us with a reply. Maybe another week spent here will fix that.âÂ
The man spoke with no remorse, like it didn't matter that heâs suffering alone, like Katsuki didn't matter. It broke something deep inside him, any remaining pieces left of his pride crumbled.
âN-no please! I'm sorry- I-iâm so sorry. I-iâll listen! Don't go⌠pleaseâŚplease donât leave me again i-â The pups's desperate pleas were callously cut off by the other man.
âWhy should I believe you when all your actions thus far have proven otherwise? Why should I bother with you at all?â Shigaraki stalked forward until he was towering over the boy, cruel gaze pinning him down. âThereâs thousands of orphaned children that would kill to be treated like you were. Maybe I should go care for one of them instead of wasting my energy on such an ungrateful brat.â I don't want any of them, I could never replace you.Â
âNo! I'll do whatever you want. I'll never try to escape again. I'll stay by your side. Please donât leave me.â Tears were streaming down his face, harsh sobs interrupting his speech so much he was hardly understandable.Â
âAnd if I want to sink my teeth in your neck, claim you as my own and cherish you forever, what would you say? Would you try to run away again? Maybe break your Papaâs heart a second time?â Just give in. Please stop making me treat you this way, puppy. Youâre breaking my heart.
âDo whatever you want! Just donât go!â Small clawed hands desperately clutched at Shigarakiâs shirt fearing if he let go, the man would disappear altogether.
âNow that doesn't sound very enthusiastic. Beg for it. I want you to hear you say it.â Â Not explicit enough I need to hear you say it please.
âP-pleaseâŚstay.â It was getting harder to speak through the haze of heat, having two potential parents in the room was making his instincts go into overdrive. Makes him want to do anything to be claimed and kept for good this time.
âThat's all you got? Maybe you don't want this as much as you say you do.â I donât want to be a villain to you. Don't make me feel like I forced you.Â
âPlease I w-want to be in the packâŚwant to be yours.â The omega pleaded, he wants nothing more than to be a part of the pack again he hopes his Daddy can see that.Â
âYouâre sure, puppy? You really want this?â It doesnât matter if you don't, I'm still going through with it no matter what. I just wish you wanted us as much as we want you.
âYes Daddy, please bite me. I want to stay with you.â The sincerity on the boy's face shocked the alpha, he paused for a moment before allowing the cold facade he was putting on fade away as wide teary red eyes stared up at him longingly.
âAlright baby, come here.â Shigaraki settled himself down on the misshaped nest. The boy didn't need to be told twice. He quickly scrambled onto the alphaâs lap, tail wagging eagerly and ears standing to attention, awaiting direction.
âTilt your head to the side for me,â The pup immediately complied, tail beginning to wag harder. âGood boy, this will only hurt for a second.â He said as he sank his teeth in the side of the boy's neck below his scent gland. Biting the scent gland is strictly for lovers; a parental or pack bite can be anywhere on the body. Tomura placed his bite somewhere very noticeable and difficult to hide in the event of a kidnapping or a hero raid on their base; his claim will be unmistakable on the once blank pup.Â
As soon as the fangs broke Katsuki feels it. A connection formed in his mind linked to Tomura. He could feel the man sending gentle reassurance through the bond, turning his body to mush. He gets a pleased rumble out of the man when he senses his contentment and relief, the sour fear of abandonment finally dissipating. But it wasn't just his Daddy he could feel, there were seven other presences in his head, though they didn't feel as strong as Tomura. Heâs never been in a bond bigger than just he and his parents. It was strange he could feel all of the League. They all felt so sad except for Dabi; he couldn't feel him at all.
A high pitch whine from the doorway reminds them of the second presence in the room.
âItâs alright firefly it's over. You can come here now.â Tomura cooed. That's all the permission Dabi needed to come barrelling into his side, stealing the younger off his lap and taking him into his arms. Nuzzling him and scenting him with so much love and affection the pup was beginning to become dazed and flushed once again.Â
âB-bite?â Katsuki managed to get out through rumbling purrs escaping his throat.
âNo baby, I'm not claiming you today.â Dabi made sure his lover did not open the bond between him and the pup. Tomura as pack leader controls the pack bond; he decides who is let into the bond and who can feel who. He usually just leaves the bond completely open letting them all feel each other or hide away their feelings if they choose to. For now the bond between him and Katsuki is strictly closed and neutral, he has not yet imprinted on to him as a parent. The pup will get his bite when he asks for it in his right mind.Â
âYou d-don't want m-me?â The boy whimpered, sounding so incredibly small.Â
Shigaraki involuntarily released a growl aimed at Dabi in response to the pup's mood plummeting back into despair. He felt Dabiâs mood spike with shock and panic through their bond and immediately felt guilty. It was an accident he didn't mean to, the claim had just made his instincts towards the boy so much stronger.Â
âOf course I do. Youâre still sick puppy, two bites will be too much for your body to handle. Youâll get my bite when you feel better. â He can have a long talk with the pup about the situation when he is not in such a delicate state both physically and mentally. For now heâll comfort him with soft gentle deceptions to sooth his weary heart.
âOk papa,â The boy easily accepted the lie, not being able to think coherently with the fuzzy state of his mind. âBut you still want me right? Even if I'm bad? You wonât leave?â
Those words felt like a knife was being lodged down Dabiâs throat. They reminded him so much of himself, of poor Touya Todoroki burning on Seketo Hill wondering why his father did not want him and why he was never enough. He never wants Katsuki to feel that way again.
âYou're not bad, you could never be bad. No you're good, so good. We love you so much. We're going to take such good care of you, puppy. Going to show how good it can be to let go and be loved, going to spoil you and adore you, until the end of time.â Dabiâs voice was so soft despite how tight his throat felt at the moment.
âWeâd give you the world if that was what you wanted, puppy. Never going to feel sad or unwanted as long as we're here. Weâll be everything youâll ever need.â Tomuraâs gaze was so intense, he meant every word he was saying.
He knows deep down though the foggy haze of heat there is a voice telling him to get away but theyâre looking down at him so softly. They're not looking at him like he's a burden or something that needs to be fixed. Like heâs a diamond in the rough just waiting to be polished into something better or a quirk ready to be used for the betterment of society.
No, they're gazing down at him like heâs their entire world. Like heâs already perfect to them. Like nothing would make them happier than to be his parents. He canât help but give in. He feels a wave of calm wash over him as he accepts them both. Feels his Daddyâs shock before he feels the rush of joy and satisfaction along with the loudest purr heâs ever heard from the man. His Daddy and Papa seem to silently communicate something to each other before descending onto him drowning him in so much love and for once he returns it wholeheartedly.Â
Theyâre interrupted by scratching on the door and quite whining followed by pointed shushing. Tomura rolled his eyes, he could feel the League's anticipation and excitement, they had probably been eavesdropping the entire time. âFine, come in.â he calls out.Â
It only takes a second for the door to burst open, the rest of their pack rushing into the room heading straight for Katsuki. Only waiting a moment for an approving chuff from the pair before surrounding the pup taking turns scenting him and giving him reassurance. The bond was exploding with so much emotion some of the pack crying in relief others from happiness or amusement. They were so excited for their pack to become whole once again. Finally their family is complete.
As he is surrounded by a real family that loves and adores him. Bakugo decides that if the heroes ever do come rescue him he wonât stop them from taking him but if they donât wellâŚthis wouldnât be the worst way to spend his life, he supposes. As far as he's concerned he's happy to just sit back and be loved in the meantime.Â
Well Mitsikiâs plan backfired like hell by neglecting Bakugoâs omega; she just made him more susceptible to manipulation. I want to make it clear that in this AU there is no systemic oppression or rules that say omegas canât be heroes. (Eraserhead is an omega and so are a bunch of his classmates!!!) It's just Katsuki's insecurities and upbringing making him think that way.Â
Omake:Â
-Totally a coincidence
Bakugo: How the fuck do they know everything happening around me?
Aoyama: YeahâŚhaha...I wonder how? *aggressively avoids eye contact*
-Itâs not bullying its packbonding *sparkle emoji*
Sako: *mercilessly teasing Bakugo*: hehe this is peak entertainment
Tomura: *growls*
Sako *running away*: Hey! I'm doing you a favor! I'm helping with packbonding! OW! STOP BITING ME!
-Dabi and Shiggy spying on Bakugou: Damn bitch, you live like this?
Bakugo: Hey! It's not that badÂ
Shiggy: Unacceptable were stealing him now
Dabi: Roger that!
-Live, Laugh, Love
Bakugo after receiving affection for the first time in years: How am I supposed to hate, bully ,seethe in these conditions?
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Crack
Random civilian: Where'd you get your puppy
Dabi and Shiggy: Oh heâs a rescue we found him wandering around a forest alone starved and exhaustedÂ
Bakugo: You literally kidnapped me from a summer camp Random civilian: *ignoring him* Oh how terrible! You two are such good parents!
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