#bnha au mpreg

[n0tacultleader]

dabihawks high school/prohero au where endeavor isn’t an abusive POS trying to create the perfect successor he’s just a neglectful POS and Rei is still mentally unstable so Touya basically raises his siblings himself + Keigo isn’t bought by the commission but his father is still imprisoned and Tomie is also unstable so he basically raises himself. They meet at UA and inevitably bond over their mutual suffering. By their third year there’s rumors flying in the tabloids about them not only being the next hot pro hero couple but also likely to rise up to the top 10 as rookies. Until Keigo gets pregnant.

They’re both shocked and terrified at first, but Touya wants to keep it. He’s raising his siblings and they’re turning out just fine, he could handle a child of his own. Keigo isn’t so confident.

This is all I got so far but let me cook,,

[adminbryantsaki]

Rock The Boat

Mermayternity 2024

(I do not own the Rooftop Trio in My Hero Academia. They belong to Horikoshi Kohei. The Rooftop Trio consists of Shouta Aizawa, Hizashi Yamada, and Oboro Shirakumo. If this isn’t your cup of tea, blend of spices, or brew of coffee, move along. Reader discretion is advised.)

Alpha! Pirate! Shouta Aizawa x Luna! Bard! Hizashi Yamada x Luna! Merman! Oboro Shirkumo. TW: Omegaverse stuff, male x male intercourse, mpreg, monster fucking, Fantasy Au, alcohol usage, biting and bleeding.

WC: 3,025

Plot idea: Merman is searching for a mate and happens upon a pirate ship with a small crew. The captain and a bard on the ship catch his eye and he shape-shifts to seem like a man overboard so he can be on the ship to get closet to the captain and the bard, hoping to mate with them before it’s too late and he would have to wait until the next year to find a mate.

The night was calm and the skies were clear.  A ship had come into port as was tied up to a dock. The ship was unusually quiet except for the creaking of the boat on the water as her captain sat in his cabin doing some paper work, but her crew had gone ashore to enjoy the town’s local tavern with the food and other musicians giving entertainment to the people who came through the tavern. The captain wasn’t alone though, a bard who had joined his ship for passage to a larger city was accompanying him with some music on the bard’s flute to help pass the time. The captain finished his paperwork and pulled out a flask of some kind of alcohol that he offered to the bard who gladly accepted and took a swig off the flask before passing it back to the captain.

“Anything interesting in those papers, Shouta?” The bard asked as he shifted in his seat, leaning his back against one arm of the chair and swinging his legs over the other one. Looking back to the captain and flashing him a smile.

“Not anything that would interest you, Hizashi. Just making sure the expenses are in order, both mine and my crew’s expenses… it worries me how much they’re spending in the taverns tonight. But I gave them their pay and time to go ashore to do as they please.” He spoke and put the stack of papers into a drawer along the back of his cabin that he used as storage before going to take a seat next to the bard as he played a few lazy notes on his flute to eat some food that his cook had brought up before heading back down to the galley to clean up the dishes and do whatever it was the cook did in the galley, as long as the meals were on time. The Captain ate his meal as the bard played his flute, listening to the creak of the ship as it rocked back and forth gently on the surface of the water. When Shouta finished his meal, he stood up and went to another corner of his cabin where a chair was and a small stack of books laid waiting for him. As he was settling down into the chair to be swept away into a thrilling story within the covers of a book, something knocked against the hull of his ship as if something had attempted to board the boat after ramming into the side of the boat, almost knocking him out of  his chair and disturbing Hizashi out of his laxed composure and standing to his feet immediately, opening the door of the captain’s cabin to see what had attempted to board the boat uninvited. The Bard was quickly followed by the Captain who had drawn his broadsword and entered the main deck of his ship. His eyes scanned the deck to look for any intruders until he heard the noise of a fish tail slapping against wood when they were out of water. Shouta and Hizashi cautiously approached the noise and found a man close to their age with bright blue hair and tan skin, having no clothes to cover himself and fading scales disappearing on his legs, looking up at them with eyes that matched his unusually-colored hair.

“Who are you and what are you doing on my ship?” Shouta asked, pointing the tip of his sword at the man.

The man looked at the tip of the sword which seemed to be very close to his face and looked up at the captain with his hands up in surrender. “I am Oboro. I only seek refuge on your ship if you will allow me to reside on your vessel for the time being.” He spoke in a calm manner.

“Why do you seek refuge on my vessel?” The captain asked. “I am being chased by a monster in the water.” Oboro responded. Shouta laughed. “There are no monsters in the waters here.” He spoke then was nudged by Hizashi who whispered something into his ear. “My mistake. There are rumors of merpeople in these waters. Tell me, Oboro, are you one of them?” the captain asked, using the tip of his sword to push up the stark-white linen of his pants to see if there were more scales to be seen. Oboro’s eyes widened and he hissed at the captain, his eyes temporarily turning into slits and he pressed himself against the railing of the ship. “Looks like you are one of those fish people. Now, tell me why you came onto my ship.” Shouta pressed.

“I told you already. There are monsters in the water here. Specifically, ones that hunt my people and slaughter them for sport. I came onto your ship to save my own life even though it seems that you’re going to dice me up and have me for dinner.” He spoke, glaring up at Shouta before staring down at the blade. “I’m not going to. If you seek refuge, then refuge you will have. There must be another reason you came onto my ship other than to seek refuge.” The merman looked up at him with an annoyed look on his face.

“If you aren’t so aware of merpeople like your companion here, then you’d know that about this time of year, my people would take on a human form and either enter towns or board ships like your own to find themselves a mate.” Oboro said with a smirk growing on his face.  The captain lowered his sword and backed off from the merman. “Then why would you come onto my ship instead of going into the town? There’s more than plenty of eligible and willing women that you could share a bed with to ease your itch.” Shouta spoke and leaned against a barrel that was set against the mast. The merman stood up with wobbly legs and took a step forward, only to fall onto the planks of the deck, and catch himself with his hands. The captain chuckled and knelt to his level and meet his eyes. “You don’t quite have your land legs yet, do you, fish boy?” He spoke and Oboro lunged at him. “I came onto your ship because the women in the town are too easy. I also prefer a male companion than that of a woman.” Oboro spoke and propped himself up on his arms. Hizashi stopped Shouta from speaking.

“I think we understand what’s going on. Hopefully, the good captain and I will hopefully be good companions to you.” The bard spoke. The captain looked to him and gestured for him to talk to him off to the side. “You are aware that he might be have dynamics like we do. Could he be an Omega in Heat?” Shouta spoke in a hushed tone. “He doesn’t have the same smell like an Omega would when they go into Heat. He might be like me. What the people in town call a ‘Luna’. Maybe we could ask him?” Hizashi whispered then stood up and walked over to Oboro. “Do your people have different dynamics? Like Alphas, Lunas, Betas, and Omegas?” Hizashi asked. Oboro chuckled. “Yes. We know what those dynamics are and my people have them too. I’m what you humans would call a ‘Luna’.” He panted. “I’m also in what you humans call a ‘heat’ too. That’s why I came up here and onto the captain’s ship. If you aren’t going to help me, then I’ll go back into the water and go to another ship that I hope would have more willing men aboard.” Oboro spoke and crawled back to the edge of the ship. 

“Wait. We will help you. We’re just trying to understand all of this as only three of the dynamics can get pregnant up here.” Hizashi spoke and helped Oboro to his feet and walked with him into the captain’s quarters with Shouta right behind them. Once they were all seated, Oboro explained how his species would procreate, trying to make it as clear as possible to the pair of humans across from him. The captain sat forward in his eat as he was thinking to himself. He looked over to the merman and nodded slightly.

“Alright. Let’s get this over with. We will both help you. You get on my bed and make yourself comfortable. I want to finish this and have you off my ship before my crew returns in the morning, is that clear?” Shouta spoke.  Oboro looked up at him with a gleam of excitement in his eyes and he went to the captain’s bed, stripping off his shirt and revealing the various scars and other wounds on his back and shoulders, with a few healed over scars on his chest. He stood before the two men wearing nothing at all. Hizashi was the first to stand up and walk over to him. Hizashi cupped the face of the merman and kissed him deeply while the captain watched. Oboro pulled at Hizashi’s tunic and helped him out of his clothes before leading him to the bed and pulling him onto the bed on top of him. He looked to the captain and felt his face heat up a little. “Could you leave us alone for a moment? I don’t like being watched.” He spoke.

“Of course.” Shouta spoke and left his quarters to gaze up at the stars as the merman and the bard did their business inside of his quarters. He leaned against the main mast and listened to the noises of love-making occurring in his quarters and he groaned, not quite happy with what was happening on his bed but he chose to drown out the noise with the gentle lapping of the waves hitting against the hull of the boat, almost in rhythm of the thrusting noises happening from inside as well.  Shouta closed his eyes and tried to tune out the noises coming from his cabin, letting his mind drift until he was needed.

Soon, noises of climax and release came from his cabin and Hizashi came out of the room, adjusting his belt around his waist.

“He’s all ready for you, captain. I’ll warn you now, he likes to bite.” The bard spoke and placed a hand on the captain’s shoulder. Shouta opened his eyes and nodded, tagging out, and swapping places with Hizashi and going into his quarters to find the merman laid out on his bed, still coming down from his previous high. He lazily looked over to the captain and smiled, inviting him over to make out with him.  The captain walked over and sat on the edge of the bed. The merman pulled him down and kissed him deeply. Shouta kissed him back and worked his coat off along with his own shirt. The merman ran his hands down his chest and stopped at his belt, working at the fastenings, and pulling them off and tossing them to the floor.

He smirked and straddled the thighs of the merman. He looked down at him and pulled his right hand up to his lips and kissed it gently. The merman’s face turned a deeper shade of red when he received the affection from the captain and let the captain lean down and kiss him more and pull his hips back before lining up his hardened cock with the merman’s slicked entrance and sliding it in with a bit of force as he had grown impatient and aroused from hearing the noises that the bard and the merman had made earlier in the evening. He began to thrust at a steady pace, groaning slightly, and holding the hips of the merman below him as he slammed into Oboro. The merman moaned and reached up to pull the captain down and bit on his neck hard, leaving a oozing wound on the captain’s neck which he pulled away quickly and covered his neck.

“Dammit, Merman. What did you do that for?” He cursed and held the creature down with his free arm by wrapping his hand around the merman’s neck.  “Didn’t the bard tell you that I like to bite?” He asked with a smile on his face. “Yes. But why? Biting someone on the neck is a very serious matter up here.” The captain asked. “If you mean that I’m trying to mark you, then you’re very wrong.  Merpeople bite in general to show a sign of affection. It means that I like you, Captain.~”  He spoke and held the wrist of the hand around his neck.  Shouta’s face turned a deeper shade of red and he settled back into his thrusting pace, sliding his hand up to cover the merman’s mouth, glaring at him as he did so.

“If you wish to show affection anymore, do it on my hand. I still have a reputation to keep up, I don’t think people will understand bite wounds on my neck.” He told him and the merman nodded. He kept thrusting, feeling his knot form and before it was stuck within the merman, he shifted one of his legs to go over his shoulder so he could penetrate him deeper to make this interaction be worth it and make it count.  He stared down at the merman below him as Oboro’s legs shuddered as he released onto his stomach. Shouta soon came after him, releasing his seed deep into the fertile womb of the merman. Shouta took a minute or two before he kissed the merman and pulled out from him with a whimper. “Don’t go. Please hold me. Can Hizashi come in and hold me too?” He asked. Shouta nodded and pulled his pants on to get the bard to come back in to cuddle the merman and hopefully get him back in the water before his crew came back on the ship in the morning. Hizashi came into the captain’s quarters and cuddled Oboro, inviting Shouta to cuddle with them. He laid down with them and held the merman and the bard in his arms, falling asleep soon after. The next morning, Shouta woke up to find that the merman was gone and Hizashi was curled up under his blankets. The captain crawled out of his bed and found a note and a seashell on his desk. He picked it up and read it. “Thank you for the wonderful night, Captain Shouta Aizawa. Tell Hizashi that I enjoyed his company as well. You’ll get notice if I end up pregnant with your child.

Thanks, Oboro.” “Well that was short and sweet. I’m going to see if my crew has come back. I should also stock up on supplies and head out as soon as possible.” Shouta said to himself before pulling his shirt and coat on before heading out to check on his crew. Once he checked in with his crew and helped Hizashi out of bed, he went with the bard into town to stock up on supplied for his ship before they would head out on their next adventure.

A few months pass and their adventure leads them to a coral reef in the merfolk territory from a conch shell that they received a couple of weeks after Shouta and Hizashi had helped the merman. They went to this reef and found a coastal town where they had the hopes to see Oboro again. They had made port in a small coastal village that they didn’t know at the time was run by merfolk who wanted to live on land. Shouta and Hizashi went around the village asking if anyone knew of a man that had light blue hair and a rectangle-shaped scar across the bridge of his nose. One shopkeeper pointed to a shack that was on the outskirts of town that housed a man like that and that he rarely came out of his house, mostly in the evenings and he had recently taken to wearing baggy clothes which wasn’t usual for him. The hopeful pair followed the lead and found the merman tending to his small but thriving garden.

“Oboro?” Shouta spoke, hoping that it was him. The man turned to face them and confirmed their suspicions. Oboro was different, his hair wasn’t as flowing as it was before and a shadow of facial hair had grown on his face, showing that he was tired. But that wasn’t the only thing different about him. Slightly hidden under his baggy robe was a curve to his lower stomach, indicating that he was pregnant. Hizashi ran over to him and hugged him in congratulations and greeting. Shouta’s heart lifted a bit to see the merman carrying his child. Well, his and the bard’s child. They wouldn’t know whose it was until it was born. The thought of staying in town, heck even settling down here was a nice idea to the captain and he would ponder it over the next few days as the merman welcomed them inside of his home to talk and catch up from the few months, they were away from each other. The end.

[hyuge]

Day Six: Handmade Gift

“What… what is this?”

Katsuki stared at the little wooden dragon carving Eijirou had presented him with. It was small enough to fit in the palm of his hand, but the details were intricate. It looked more like a wyrmling than an adult dragon, and he lifted a brow. His mate smiled back at him sheepishly and padded his hands over his stomach. Scarlet eyes widened with realization and Katsuki’s gaze drifted down to Eijirou’s toned abs and stomach.

“Is this – you’re not…” he couldn’t finish his sentence, at a loss for words.

Eijirou blushed and nodded his head. “I am. Is that bad?”

Katsuki dropped the little wood carving in the grass at their feet and rushed forward to wrap Eijirou in his arms. His eyes stung from the tears that threatened to spill and he pressed a kiss against Eijirou’s cheek. “It could never be bad,” he said, pride swelling in his voice. “Are you sure?”

Eijirou nodded against the side of Katsuki’s face. “I am.”

Katsuki took a step back, his hands on Eijirou’s hips, and took a good look at him. “Wow,” he breathed, “a baby.” The grin on his face spread from ear to ear, threatening to split his face in two. “We’re having a baby,” he repeated.

“We are,” Eijirou confirmed.

Katsuki released him to bend over and pick up the little wood carving, and inspected it more thoroughly, when a thought crossed his mind. “Will it come out human or dragon? Do you need to be in your dragon form more until it comes?”

Eijirou thought for a moment, then shook his head. “I think I’ll be fine like this. It’ll have more human blood than dragon blood, since it’ll only be a quarter draconic.”

That was a relief. As much as Katsuki loved how majestic and beautiful Eijirou was as a dragon, it was easier to tend to him when he was in his human form. They would have a lot to get done before their wyrmling arrived. Their nomadic lifestyle wasn’t always the most ideal for bearing a child. He chewed at the inside of his cheek in concentration. A list – he would need to put together a list of things they needed. They usually traveled with the bare essentials.

“You’re spiraling,” said Eijirou.

Katsuki looked up at him to see those crimson eyes filled with love and adoration. “Sorry. We have a lot of work to do before the baby comes.”

“We have time.”

“Not enough,” Katsuki countered. He looked at their small, shabby tent. That would be the first thing that needed to go. They would need a larger tent to house their growing family. Oh – a second dragon halfling meant they would need more meat. Eijirou ate a lot to begin with. A second Eijirou meant they would have to spend more time hunting or killing larger animals that Katsuki would have to smoke. Would he have to smoke it for storage? Did two Eijirous mean that they would go through the meat quick enough that they would never have any leftovers?

“Sunshine.” Eijirou’s cool voice pulled Katsuki from yet another spiral and his head snapped up to meet that gaze focused on him.

“Sorry.”

“You will be a good father.”

[findroleplay]

Hi! I'm looking for rp partners who would like to roleplay mpreg fluff. I roleplay on Discord only. I'd prefer semi-lit to lit and preferably pretty active. I love talking OOC, and I'm always open to trying plots and looking into fandoms to rp I'm not part of!

Pairings: mxm, mxf, ocxoc, ocxcc, ccxcc

Nsfw: Please, no nsfw I'm ace and it makes me uncomfortable

OCs: I have OCs! I can also create new OCs to fit with the fandom and/or plot!

Fandoms I'm in: Cookie Run, The Umbrella Academy, The Owl House, Saiki K, Spooky Month, Dungeons and Dragons, Bojack Horseman,

Fandoms I can rp: BNHA, Sonic, Mario, Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss, Let me know what fandoms you're in!

Favourite AUs: College!AU, Apocalypse!AU, War!AU, Highschool!AU, Actor!AU, Birdbox!AU, D&D!AU, Fantasy!AU, Hazbin Hotel!AU

Plots: Currently, no plot ideas! But I'm always open for your plots or creating one together!

Rules: will be discussed in private but are not strict!

Ships: most ships I'm fine doing! Just no proshipping:)

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[surohsopsisofclouds]

Names: Suroh, Robin, 'Ro, looking at Soleil.

Pronouns: Hey/hem/heir/hemself, they/he has become our work set though lol.

Star Sign: Virgo.

Siblings: 3-6 depending on how you count it. Wait hang on make that 1-8.

Pets: None right now, sadly. We want a snake and a cat though.

Favorite Color: Dark blue is a good guess.

Fandom: Too many, but here's a few that we keep coming back to: TAU, BNHA, Danny Phantom, FNAF, and currently: DCA, TSAMS AU, & Poppy Playtime Ch. 3.

Favorite Fic Type: Identity Reveal if we have to pick just one.

Favorite Holiday: Halloween, hands down.

Partners: Happily none.

Fun Fact: We can consciously adjust our melatonin levels, very useful. It unfortunately doesn't guarantee we fall asleep, but it definitely helps.

tagging: @mpreg-official @quataari @meowls02 (idk if you like tag games but seemed like something you'd enjoy)

I got bored so here's a little get-to-know-you tag game I think could be fun :3

Name(s)

Pronouns

Star sign

# of siblings & fun facts about them (if you have any)

# of pets & their names

Fandoms

Favorite color

Favorite song

Favorite author (of anything readable-- books, fanfics, zines, webtoons, whatever!)

Hobbies

Favorite fic type

Favorite holiday

Do you have any partner(s)? (romantic, qpp, anything!)

Fun facts about you / anything extra you wanna share!

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Name(s): Loki (highly preferred), Elye

Pronouns : they/them mostly, he/she okay too

Star sign: Pisces

# of siblings: I've got 2! An older sister and a younger sibling. The fun fact about them is that they're also both queer; in fact, my mom is too. The only non-queer person in my immediate family is my dad.

# of pets: 4 cats! Phoebe & Frankie are our girls, Lenny and Murray are our boys :3

Fandoms: MCU (kind of), BSD, OFMD, Ranboo (does his fanbase count as a fandom?)

Fav. color: Don't have one

Fav. song: Aurora Borealis by Lemon Demon

Fav. author: Alice Oseman

Hobbies: singing, acting, drawing, writing, procrastinating

Fav. fic type: Fluff, definitely. I am a sucker for well written coffee-shop and flower-shop aus, too. Smut's fine, but only if it's romantic. I can't do angst if there's no comfort.

Fav. Holiday: Hanukkah or Halloween! I love autumn and winter

Partners?: Yes! I have a girlfriend (queerplatonic) who I love very much, and a boyfriend (romantic) who I love very much :]

Fun facts:

- Even though I'm a cat person, I really, really want a dog.

- I actually used to play sports. Because I don't do gendered leagues anymore, I don't play, but I've been looking for mixed/gender-neutral/queer sports teams. Baseball and basketball specifically!

- I started questioning my identity in 2019; I'm no closer to finding a label now than I was then. The difference is, now I don't want a label. I just am. :]

tags: @neonganymede @cha0ticlesbian @x-chiara @exceleo @brinnybee @autistic-katara @gandalfthemorallygrey @ohboyanotherlokiblog @roachandrenfri @ourflagmeanslokius @exceleo @edettethegreat @swiftlyspidey

[lainfaustus]

Fictober Day 28

Prompt number: "do I have to do everything here?"

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia AU

Rating: Mature

Warning/Tags: Physical abuse, psychological abuse of a minor, paraphilia (?)

Count word: 1382

El Trato Que Merece Un Humano

—“¿Tengo que hacer todo aquí?” —dijo Todoroki molesto, recogiendo ropa y juguetes del piso. Llegó a la sala y miró molesto a su marido, Bakugo, jugando con su hijo. —¿Me escuchaste?

—Sí, pero te ignoré, estás hablando de nuevo de que haces todo en esta casa.

—¿Y es mentira?

—Si te molesta limpiar un poco, contrata a alguien, incluso podrías pagarle para que cuide a Yuki —levantó al niño con los pies.

—Sí, eso será lo mejor.

***

Bakugo volvió de la oficina, entrando a la casa ordenada. Escuchó reír a Yuki y vio una sombra entrar a la cocina, de donde venía la risa. Parecía que Todoroki estaba de mejor humor. Entró entonces y lo abrazó, dándose cuenta de inmediato que no era su marido, ni siquiera era tan alto como su marido. Lo soltó y miró al chico sonrojado de cabello verde, que le devolvió la mirada.

—Papi —gritó Yuki corriendo a los brazos de Bakugo. Todoroki entró también a la cocina.

—Bienvenido, Bakugo —lo besó.

—¿Cuándo tuvimos otro hijo? —preguntó Bakugo mirando al chico tímido.

—Es Izuku, lo contraté esta mañana, lo encontré en el mercado.

—No es un perro, Todoroki, es un chico.

—La gente dijo que tiene casi dos años viviendo en la calle, además…

—Siento que no deberíamos hablar esto frente a él, es incómodo.

—Oh, no hay problema, él está sordo —dijo sonriéndole a Izuku, que sonrió también. Bakugo se sintió incómodo por los modos tan insensibles de su marido.

—¿Y…sabe para qué está aquí?

—Claro, se lo expliqué, ya limpió la sala y la cocina, y Yuki está feliz con él.

—De nuevo estás describiendo a un perro.

—Los perros no limpian.

Todoroki salió y Bakugo bajó a Yuki, que siguió a Izuku mientras el chico terminaba de lavar los platos. Bakugo se sintió incómodo de nuevo. Se acercó y acarició el cabello del chico sonriéndole. El chico sonrió también.

***

Izuku era un buen chico, sonreía todo el tiempo, jugaba con Yuki, y obedecía la órdenes de Todoroki, aunque sólo lo hacía con manoteos, el chico parecía entenderlo bien.

Pero Bakugo no dejaba de sentirse incómodo con la sonrisa del dulce chico servicial que iba de un lado a otro como una ama de casa.

Cierto día mientras Bakugo estaba sentado en la sala, Todoroki llegó frente a él.

—Terminé de escribir mi libro —dijo.

—Felicidades —contestó Bakugo sin mirarlo.

—Y tenemos tiempo sin intimar, ¿no me extrañas?

—Supongo —levantó un poco la mirada y sonrió.

Todoroki se sentó a horcajadas en su regazo y comenzaron a besarse. Bakugo le sacó la camisa y luego lo lanzó al sofá. Se levantó para quitársela él mismo, cuando vio a Izuku en la cocina, de espaldas a la sala, lavando los platos.

—¿Qué pasa? —preguntó Todoroki.

—Izuku está allí. 

—Ya te lo dije, es sordo.

—No lo sé… Es incómodo.

—Vamos, sólo una vez.

Bakugo dudó.

—Hagámoslo rápido.

Todoroki hizo más ruido que lo normal, gimiendo casi a gritos, sintiendo más placer que otras veces, incluso los gemidos en el clímax fueron bastante apasionados. Bakugo se corrió primero, y luego Todoroki, abrazando a su marido.

Pero, a pesar de que Bakugo insistía en que le parecía incómodo, estás sesiones se volvieron una rutina, como si el saber que el chico estaba allí excitaba a Todoroki, que se volvió más apasionado, incluso que cuando eran jóvenes.

Hasta el día que, en la habitación, Izuku entró y los encontró en pleno acto, y ahora lo miraron. Todoroki le hizo salir de un grito, y el chico corrió asustado.

Bakugo no pudo continuar, para frustración de su marido.

—Esto es incómodo —dijo Bakugo vistiéndose de nuevo.

Y entonces Todoroki comenzó a odiar al chico. Bakugo comenzó a verlo con pequeños moretones que Todoroki adjudicó a la anemia que trataban con medicamentos. Izuku no levantaba la mirada, y comenzó a evitarlos.

Bakugo comenzó a sentir pena por el chico.

—¿Qué? —exclamó Todoroki indignado— ¿Por qué quieres deshacerte de él? Me ha ayudado mucho.

—Sí, pero se ve más triste.

—¿Y qué? Lo llevaré a la calle otra vez, eso haré?

—No, —le dio un folleto— encontré este internado, es para chicos huérfanos con alguna discapacidad, es sordo, allí lo ayudarán.

Todoroki miró el folleto molesto.

—Yo lo arreglo.

Bakugo lo besó y se fue. Todoroki entró a la cocina y miró al chico, que se volvió. Estaba asustado.

—Tienes un nuevo trabajo.

El chico bajó la mirada, comenzando a llorar.

***

Bakugo llegó de noche y encontró a Todoroki dormido en el sofá. Se veía cansado, vio sus manos y le pareció extraño que las usará, no estaba acostumbrado a los trabajos fuertes, pero lo único que hizo fue besarlo.

Se encontró a Yuri en el jardín y lo llevó a la cocina para darle de cenar.

***

Aunque el chico ya no estaba con ellos Todoroki seguía siendo tan apasionado como siempre, lo único que cambio fue el lugar, ahora intimaban todo el tiempo en el sofá. Era como un fetiche nuevo que funcionaba para Todoroki, pues se volvía muy efusivo, hacía más ruido, más movimientos, y deseaba hacerlo todo el tiempo, en ese sofá.

A Bakugo le parecía extraño, pero no decía que no, él también estaba excitado.

Una noche despertó de madrugada y no encontró a su marido a su lado. Se levantó y fue a ver la habitación de su hijo, que dormía. Bajó las escaleras, cuando escuchó la voz de Todoroki. Bajó en silencio, y escuchó:

—…poco más, ¿no tienes hambre? Anda, sólo un poco más…listo; mañana tendremos una cena, así que estaremos en este sillón todo el día, ¿lo entiendes? Buen niño.

Bakugo bajó de repente y vio a Todoroki acomodando uno de los cojines del sofá.

—¿Qué estás haciendo? —preguntó, sorprendiendo a Todoroki, que tembló y lo miró.

—Bakugo, querido, qué haces…?

—¿Qué haces con el sofá?

—Yo��perdí mi anillo, y creí que estaba aquí…

—¿A esta hora, mientras hablas con el sofá, con un plato de avena?

El plato estaba en la mesita junto a un par de libros. Todoroki lo miró, y luego a su esposo, que se acercó con largos pasos y quitó el cojín que estaba unido a una tabla, destapando un compartimento, donde estaba atado Izuku. Estaba amordazado, pero sus ojos estaban descubiertos, llenos de lágrimas, y tenía avena en la mejilla.

—Todoroki, qué hiciste —le gritó Bakugo—, ¡estás enfermo!

—No lo entiendes, esto me…

—¡Es un niño! ¿Qué tipo de trato inhumano es este?

—No abusé de él, no lo lastimé, le doy de comer, lo limpio, le…

—¡No es un perro, Todoroki! Es un niño, no puedes hacer esto, quizá no escucha…

—No está sordo.

—¿Pero me dijiste…?

—Es mudo, pero no entiende el idioma, es tailandés.

Bakugo estaba asqueado, mirando al chico lloroso, al hombre perverso, y comenzó a golpear a Todoroki con la tabla que aún sostenía en sus manos. Golpeó hasta que dejó de gritar y su marido dejó de moverse.

Había sangre en su alfombra blanca, en el sillón blanco, en la mesa de vidrio. En sus manos y en su ropa. Y un chico lloroso.

Qué haría. Ese chico hablaría. No, era mudo, pero…no podía dejarlo sólo así.

—Lo siento —se levantó y miró a Izuku—, pero no puedo dejarte ir así —lo sentó sin sacarlo, pero debía hacerlo—, lo siento, niño, lo siento.

Sólo necesito dejarlo caer una vez para destrozarle la cabeza al chico.

Metió ambos cuerpos al pequeño espacio del sofá, y llamó de inmediato para que se lo llevaran directo al basurero. Una empresa aceptó simplemente quemarlo a cambio de una gran cuota.

Las horas que faltaban para el amanecer, fueron de mucho trabajo de limpieza.

***

—¿Cuándo volverá papá Shoto? —dijo Yuri con tristeza.

—No lo sé, quizá papá Shoto entienda que debe volver, pero quizá no era tan bien papá como creímos.

—Pero yo lo quiero, y a Izuku.

—Izuku volvió con su familia, pero prometo que buscaré a alguien que te cuide y te agrade como Izuku, ok?

—Sí, papá.

Yuki se abrazó a su padre, que extrañaba a Todoroki sólo por los segundos antes de recordar lo perverso que era.

Ahora estaba mejor.

Lain Faustus 🍁

[squidiebabyart]

SILENT HILL BKDK 

[camgirlkaminari]

little known fact abt me as a person: i have a deep dark fascination with mermaid aus, the weirder and more convoluted the better. does anyone got any recommendations to feed my endless mer person hunger

[disfrutalakia]

The options are:

- zelda au

- my original romantic comedy

- the fucking mdzs mpreg thing

- bnha ex to lovers fic

But none are calling to me so I have no idea what to do

Sigh I miss writing but I don't know what story I want to work in

[cozzzynook]

I saw a post about a pregnant woman asking for food & thought #dabihawks so here we go 🐣

Cw // mpreg, au

When Keigo first moved into his new apartment he was excited. He finally made it, he had a large nice home to accommodate his wings. He had a nice paying job and he no longer lived on the streets. Life was great. He went to work every day and enjoyed his new nice quiet routine. Then he heard that a new neighbor had moved in across the hall. Keigo never did see them only heard them. They moved their furniture at odd times of the day. They weren’t loud per se but it was weird to hear someone move furniture at three a.m. then said person going out at five a.m. only to come home around eleven a.m. Or so he’s been told by the bellhop downstairs. Keigo didn’t really mind, his sensitive hearing picks up on a lot of things its why he moved to the top floor. But something about his neighbor set off his bird brain in all the weirdest ways. At first he found himself collecting the softest sheets he could find and piling them on the couch. He’d accidentally made a nest that his mind refused to let him enter. It frustrated him to no end it looked so soft why couldn’t he go in? Then he found himself buying some of the best spices he could find along with the best spicy noodles. It took him a week to get the ingredients he felt were right but he did. In that time he made sure the nest was perfect. Made sure the apartment was clean and smelled of him. His feathers kept shedding and he kept putting them in the nest and hanging them all over the house. He even shedded one feather from his head and oiled it for hours grooming it so it would be perfect. But perfect for what? He had no mate! It was driving him insane!He couldn’t take much more of this. Thankfully on a Friday morning he had the day off. He tidied the apartment, he shedded a few more feathers, oiled the one feather from his crown to perfection. He cooked the meal he was making and the scent was heavenly might he add. Yes, by nine o’clock in the morning, his mind literally did wake him up at the ass crack of dawn, sigh. Everything was ready. He had two bowls out and one just waiting to be filled. And it wasn’t even his own! His bird brain refused to let him touch even a drop for himself. He was hungry and the food smelled so good. He didn’t understand any of it. About fed up ready to sleep the day away and hope for the better. A knock on his door stops him. His bird brain is on the fritz at trying to look good, he even opens the lid to his food and another knock sounds on his door. Taking nervous steps he answers the door palms sweating, lip nervously twitching. His wings puffing to show he’s a good mate. Wait… mate?

Before he can think further his body does it for him and he opens the door. His heart and mind fill with love, he lets out a trill blushing from embarrassment.

Standing in front of him is the most gorgeous man he’s ever seen. Flowing white hair spiked so softly it crowns his head, soft pale skin, electric blue eyes. Shiny piercing in his ears and nose. He’s beautiful. Slender build and oh—.

It takes a second but he sees it. The bowl in hand with the spoon inside. Sitting on top of a large heavy pregnant belly. Blinking he snaps his eyes up to a flustered blushing mess of a man.

“Umm…i— i’m sorry but… can can i have some?”

“Huh?” ‘Nice one Keigo now he’ll think we’re dumb.’

“Can i have some of your food please? It smells so good and its making my mouth water. I.. I can pay you back! Just um. Can i have some please?”

Blinking twice, Keigo nods and its like he snaps back into reality because he stands aside and helps the beautiful pregnant man inside. Guiding him straight towards the nest of blankets and watching as the man sighs in relief at being able to sit down. He takes the bowl and quickly fills it to the brim. Rushing it over to the beautiful man who he immediately recognizes as the one his instincts choose as a mate. ‘Good taste,’ he can’t help but think. The delicious sounds coming from the man wrapped snug in a nest he built, eating food he made, safe in the soon to be shared den if he has anything to say about it. He watches him, hunger completely forgotten as he makes sure the blue eyed man has everything he could need first. The large swell sitting heavily in between his thighs looks mouth watering and okay. Whatever hatchling his mate has before him he’ll gladly accept. So long as he can pump him full of more hatchlings, thats an added bonus. Seeing him stretched, rounded, full, so beautiful like this, makes him hopefully his seed can be next.

‘Bad Keigo, no dirty thoughts.’ An awkward pout makes it way to Keigo’s face and he quickly jumps to attention when the man finishes and rubs his belly. A sad look on his face, he looks like he’s about to cry and ‘oh no whats wrong how do i fix it?’

Standing next to the man he asks, “umm whats wrong was it not good? I can make you something else?” Sniffling the man shakes his head.

“No it was good, so good. I’m just happy it was so good and sad its finished.” Sniffling with a small smile the man lifts himself forward about to shuffle to stand.

“No wait, I can give you some more honest. You can have as much as you want I made a lot. I need someone to eat all this food with.” Smiling he takes the bowl from the now beaming man and quickly refills it. Handing the man the bowl and quickly making his own sitting next to the white haired beauty. He eats his meal happily, watching as the man smiles and moans just as excited as the first time. Keigo ends up more concentrated on watching the man eat.

Its after the mans third bowl that he’s satisfied and smiles thanking him. Keigo nods smiling and chirps sadly, the man has no reason to stay now. He’ll be leaving soon. Unless.

“Oh wait! I’m sorry. I didn’t ask, what is your name?”

“Huh, oh its Touya. Thank you for the meal..mister?”

“Hawks! I mean my name is Takami Keigo. But everyone calls me Hawks.. hehe, you can call me Keigo though.”

Before Keigo can think on being too forward, or how great Takami Touya sounds. The man smiles at and Keigo won’t admit how he almost fainted.

“I un..marry me … I MEAN UHH.., not marry me i don’t want you to marry me yet.. no wait i mean well i do mean it but i ..um… i’m sorry.”

Keigo looks down his wings drooping. He’s ruined this. Any chance he had at his mate is gone. Giggling, Touya smiles at the sad bird. Shifting out of the blankets, shuffling and huffing, managing to use the couch to stand up slowly. Holding it for a second not to get light headed, taking a deep breath feeling much better. He waddles over to the bird. Poking his head. “How about instead of asking me to marry you, we get to know each other first. Huh? Then you can decide if you want to marry me and my little blood sucker. We’re a package deal after all.”

Rubbing the heavy swell of his belly, Touya smiles at the avian man. Laughing heartily when Keigo rushes to say, “DONE! I love hatchlings, ours will be so cute.”

Berating himself mentally head going completely red in embarrassment, smoke coming from his ears almost. Touya laughs

‘Huh, thank you little leech. You making me hungry brought us to Keigo.’

🍁 fin 🍁

[inkmonster69]

Read the cutest one shot on Twitter and it made me draw bakudeku again!

Go check it out!

https://twitter.com/squidiebaby/status/1507988888572235781?s=21&t=uI96lUoem3YOrXBCACq42A

[stranger2time]

I have decided to name their child for this AU Himari Midoriya (緑谷 向日葵), I think I'll do some aged up art of them soon also.

[askthebnhanextgen]

Does Miki now have a little brother or sister?! I need to know!!!

Presenting the newest child of the ShinKami Family:

Kazuichi Shinsou

[honeybee-424]

I finally got around to posting @tabathacaruso commission on patreon! It's not quite finished but might as well post the chapters that are done! Link in bio!

(Credit to artist)

[hes-got-to-be-strong]

WIP, you can find the finished work on my Twitter

[squidiebaby]

Couple of doodles from my twitter!