#pro abo

[sinnamonpork]

abo au where the Touya identity reveal happened in a completely different way. To summarize, it was because of dabihawks' inability to keep their hands off each other.

Hawks going to a villain fight completely soaked in an omega's scent, the tabloids having the time of their lives theorizing who this mysterious beau is. Was it the soft spoken man working in the cafe? (he was buying dabi's favorite croissant) Was it the lady he was seen shopping that one time in the mall? (he asked another omega what would be good for his mate's nest) Or was it the white haired badboy that was seen one time prying a whole chicken out of Hawks' hands. (it really was him. Dabi got tired of having chicken everyday for dinner and accompanied the hero to the groceries.) Who knows? It seems like they'll never get the answer.

Cut to a week later and UA student Shouto is seen uploading a youtube video detailing that he got close to Hawks' scent. And the scent was very, very familiar. He tells of an older brother that he only vaguely remembers but his inner pup would always know that scent. Mint interwined with the heaviness of campfire smores, his nii-san.

The video ends with a threat for Hawks to take care of his brother or else. On another note, he also recommends what protection to use because the two seem very irresponsible. We can't have an accidental pup, or else touya-nii might just end up like their mother, Shouto says with a straight face as if he didn't just reveal one of their dirty laundry to the world. The video blows up and hundreds of fans open an investigation to the Todoroki family. And if one of them is a Dabi simp who took one look at the eldest Todoroki kid and would "know those pretty blue eyes amywhere", then Dabi blames Hawks bc if the oversized chicken only took a moment to take a 5 min shower then they wouldn't even be in this situation to begin with.

[ichverdurstehier]

Now when looking for M/M smut on ao3 (yeah sometimes I'm specifically looking for something sexy I'm gay I can't help it) I need to exclude sooo many tags. Penis in vagina sex. Vaginal sex. Trans male character (honestly I wouldn't care for something sfw but they are just aaaaaalwaaaays pre-op)... And a lot of the time it's useless because the authors use super specific tags or just don't tag that shit. So many people joke about surprise/untagged ABO but I've almost never seen it. Untagged straight sex tho? These last 3 years it started appearing in every fandom under every tag. I'm SO tired of straight content being presented as gay. JFC. Sorry for the vent

SAME 😭 So many wonderful fanfiction ruined by Wei Wuxian being written as having a vagina, when he canonically has a penis! Which gets used! Vigorously!!! Tumblr complains so much about gay representation, but when they're given an actual gay couple, they make it straight!! Literally WTF!!!

Like one time I found a really interesting fic about a nonverbal lan Wangji, but then halfway through it mentioned that lan Wangji was trans into his fic, and I instantly closed the tab because I SPECIFICALLY WANTED TO READ M/M.

[tdiz-iztd-ficrecs]

Todobakudeku ABO, ongoing story. Pro hero Shoto and Dynamight, teacher Deku. Shoto and Dynamight have been claiming Izuku but he’s oblivious.

[spotlightstudios]

I did it boys, three weeks of feverishly thinking about him at work, 12 stickynotes, and a few hours of digitalization and he's alive! (Goofy Ahh Sidekick-)

And some bonus info! Because I do believe with my whole heart that Leon would dress up in that goofy lil wizard costume for his entire school career and then realize it was hella impractical last second and completely rebrand himself.

In the School Era doodles he's about 15-18, and his Pro Hero doodles are ages 19-??? (Whenever he retires or dies ig???)

[brett-is-afraid]

a/b/o septicinnit where Tommy (who's an omega but also like. usually a top/dom) goes into heat and Sean (could be beta or alpha depending on how much you wanna fuck w the a/b/o formula) basically comes over and stays at his house and takes care of him the whole time; being really gentle and sweet praising him lots bc he's a sweetheart like that, and also he's not used to being in control so it ends up being more of a service top situation. Also Tommy is really clingy and cuddly the whole time and so if Sean has to go and make them food or something Tommy will at least follow him, and sometimes when he does he'll hold him too and his face is buried in his shoulder the entire time and Sean just kinda. Is chill w it at this point. Tommy is completely hanging off of him, half-lucid bc his brain is in heat-related MUSH mode, and making little noises or even hissing at Seán's phone or something if he thinks someone might be taking away *his* Sean and yet he's not bothered at all lol, he's perfectly used to it and just goes on with whatever he's doing, giving Tommy occasional kisses and reassuring him lunch is almost finished and then he can pay attention to him again instead of the food, or that the random reply on Twitter isnt that big of a deal and he's not going anywhere, and that the noise he heard outside is not a threat and he doesn't have to get upset about it, and yes everyone knows Tommy is his and no, the dog doesn't understand what's going on and you don't have to cry or growl at her if she licks you when we leave your room, I promise she's not trying to seperate us or something. Also Tommy prolly sleeps a lot

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[patheticlifeformy]

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[jadipose]

What would you get?

i wo+uld ask fo+r a triple patty burger instead o+f extra baco+n.... I'd say I'd pay full price but I'm 500 po+unds :)))) weigh me :)))))

[sinnamonpork]

Do mating run aus still even exist? If it does, holy fuck do I want it for dabihawks. Keigo who is two years younger than Touya, being forced to watch his friend and childhood crush participate in the run for two years while he stands on the sidelines just to watch it happen. O!Touya who thought he was unwanted bc no other wolf had approached him even once in the two years he's been running, not knowing how thoroughly Keigo has marked his entire being with mine-try it and you're dead-stay back.

The first year they were both eligible to participate in the mating run together, Keigo holds Touya by the hips, only whispering a single phrase to his childhood friend. "Run, little dove." Touya thought he was joking around until he felt the heavy stare of those amber eyes at him, truly like a bird of prey in his full glory. Touya would deny the goosebumps and rush of slick the small interaction made him release. Judging from Keigo's pinprick eyes, he also noticed the small proof of arousal pooling at Touya's heat.

Touya actually running away and making Keigo work for his prize, because he ain't no cheap slut. The absolute satisfaction of a catch well earned as Keigo slowly covers his tracks, nothing beating the adrenaline of a good chase. When Touya finally gets caught, years of sexual tension unfolds from the two friends. Touya goes out of the race looking like he got mauled by a bear while Keigo is preening at everyone who asks what happened, flashing them an innocent smile as an answer.

[anonymouslove]

......

I don't lik3 playing with cambrian.

[limelocked]

(a/b/o anon)

hello. I remembered the ask of mine which is presumably still hostage here. i didnt remember your name, which put me through the mortifying ordeal of looking up "fake wolf fact erotica" on tumblr. that worked though, so👍👍👍

i managed to make punnett squares for my own personal worldbuilding a while ago, and boy oh boy is it complicated (Female A/Male O can both both sire and dam kids. this makes things chaotic). But the moment it all clicked in place was brilliant. Its a logical system ive got now, though completely batshit by earth biology standards? i think? i struggled in biology in HS lol. Ive got a physical world building notebook with the squares in it and all! Also learned from a tik tok (great source ik) that some genes mutate more readily than others which??? thats so cool im using that even if the explaination went right over my head lol

the thing with omegaverse is that struggling to understand biology is like a core thing of it, thats why im tagging it as fake wolf facts, so we really cannot do worse than whats already there

huge congrats on managing to make the punnet square on your own! i cheated (as we all know) by having a friend who understands biology help me with it

also yeah that ask is still in my inbox reminding me of the essay which has turned more into a research bible

[lightseoul]

so i finally did it, y'all—i commissioned the wonderful @zestivivi to draw my first-ever °˖✧ self-ship art °˖✧

and i couldn't help it upon seeing the draft; i had to write a drabble to give it a bit of a backstory and to really just treat myself, so here it is!

(the pic is under the cut, if you're not in the mood to read and just wanna take a peek at it!)

CALL ME YOUR FAVORITE, CALL ME THE WORST (k. bakugou x reader)

“—and so i told eijirou he could go to hell if he asked me to cover for him tonight,” bakugou finishes, just as you twist your key one last time, effectively unlocking the door.

you toss him a chastising look as you push it open, trying to ignore the hammering in your chest as you do so. “don’t talk to your best friend like that, katsuki.”

at that, he scoffs, trailing behind you and entering through the doorway. “correction, you’re my best friend. and he’s used to it.”

despite yourself, a smile manages to creep into your face, which bakugou unfortunately catches sight of. the man only smirks to himself before gesturing to his trainers, “where do i put these?”

“beside my birks, please,” you sing-song, although your voice comes out a bit wobbly.

fucking nerves.

dropping your bag on the counter, you quickly shuffle through your kitchen and toward your dining area slash living room slash bedroom, scanning the space for any spot you’ve missed before bakugou could see them.

you’re just about to conclude that this place is as tidy as it can get when you sense the pro-hero walk up beside you, and you look at him to see his eyes darting across the area in inspection, a pensive expression on his face.

“what’re you thinking?” you blurt out before you can stop yourself. you immediately regret it, though, bracing yourself for constructive feedback that you know will sting nonetheless.

it’s not every day you get to show your new place that’s your very own to anybody, let alone to your famously (notoriously) pedantic boyfriend.

“it's really clean,” he starts, pausing to think for a moment. he eventually turns to face you, that smirk from before now back on his face, “it’s very you. i like it.”

you feel a warmth wash over you, and you don’t fight the grin that’s invading your features. “aww, thanks, babe!”

he waves you off with a hand, resuming his thorough survey of your unit. “‘s nice how you displayed your books here, and that your guitar is easy to reach for. and your decorations are just abo—”

you glance back at the man from where you were hurriedly pouring him a cold glass of water, “just about what, kats?”

to that, bakugou doesn’t say anything. he seems frozen, eyes fixed on what you think is your entertainment area.

you pad toward the spot beside him, and you follow his line of vision.

directly right to your dynamight figurines.

almost instantly, your stomach drops as if you just got hit by a metaphorical tsunami of scalding humiliation. your feet move before your brain can catch up, and in a matter of seconds, you find yourself planted right in front of bakugou, obscuring his view of his mini-me’s.

at least, you tried to. the tall man only continues to effortlessly stare at them through the space above your head.

“so what do you want for dinner?” you manage to croak out, desperate to change the subject and bones threatening to give out in embarrassment.

“…is that a funko pop of all might and… me?”

the ground can swallow you up just about now, thanks.

for a beat, you debate as to whether or not to joke or lie your way out of this one, but one look at the inexplicable expression on your boyfriend’s face has you ultimately decided against it.

“…yes?”

now, in the split second of choosing to tell the truth, you came up with the expectations of him snorting in response, or maybe shooting you a confused look that reads ‘what the fuck’ or something similar, but you certainly didn’t predict him to laugh.

as in, drop his head back and howl laugh.

immediately, you feel yourself flame in shame as you watch the pro-hero bend slightly over and clutch his stomach in mirth, what you think are tears now pooling in the corners of his clenched eyes.

you can’t help but frown, “quit laughing at me, you jerk!”

that only makes him bark out another loud one, and just when you think he’s about to finish, he wheezes: “and you’ve got a nendoroid of me, too!”

that’s it.

you spin on your heel, turning your back on your jackass of a boyfriend, and you’re about to scoop the figurines into your arms and throw them into the abyss at the back of your closet when you feel something tug at your wrist, pulling you and your entire body back.

and before you can even comprehend what’s happening, bakugou’s invading your space and leaning toward you, planting his forehead right at the crook of your neck.

“wha—”

you’re cut off by bakugou snuggling into you, and you can feel him shake in laughter before the chuckles finally escape him and you’re both left in comfortable silence.

you hope he’s not hearing the thunderous ruckus your heart is making right now despite yourself.

a few moments pass with neither of you moving or saying anything before you finally decide to speak up.

“if you think this’ll make up for you laughing so blatantly at me, you’ve got another thing coming for you, mister.”

at that, bakugou snorts, retorting without missing a beat. “i wasn’t laughing at you, dumbass.”

you roll your eyes, although you don’t make any move to push him away. “sure, you weren’t.”

“i’m serious. it just caught me off guard.”

“and then you started laughing at me.”

from where he’s slotted right by your neck, bakugou huffs, and you stop yourself from shivering at the feeling of his breath against your skin.

“i was just laughing at how everything’s turned out, alright?”

instinctively, your eyebrows furrow in question, “what do you mean?”

he sighs, the puff of air he lets out tickling your flesh again, “i just think it’s fucking funny how i grew up with a shit ton of all might merch, and now i have my own merch displayed right beside him, in my girlfriend’s new home, no less.”

and, before you can even feign offense at his comment, he beats you to it.

“i’m just fucking happy, okay? just let me have this.”

you don’t know what else to say at his sudden confession, and so you only manage a nod, moving your head just enough for him to feel the gesture. slowly, you allow yourself to relax your shoulders and lean toward bakugou, who snuggles even closer to you in return.

“they’re quite expensive, you know,” you offer after a few seconds of silence. “and yours are especially hard to come by.”

you can practically hear the grin on his face when he quips, “what, am i your favorite hero, or something?”

“no,” you immediately retort, deadpan. “all might is. explains why i only have one figurine of him and a gazillion of you in here.”

at that, bakugou lets out a genuine laugh, and you don’t have to look at him to know he’s sporting that boyish grin and disarming eye smile that really nobody else has the honor of witnessing.

nobody except you.

you hesitantly bring your right hand up, unable to resist the urge to gently cradle the back of his head. upon the split second of contact, however, bakugou stiffens, and you’ve half a mind to withdraw and pull away when he does so.

but all the apprehension evaporates from your system when almost immediately after, he nestles closer into you.

you feel yourself flush at the motion, failing to stop the smile that takes over your lips.

and, if you didn’t know any better, you’d bet your expensive ass dynamight figurines he’s blushing, too.

bonus:

you’re in the middle of feeding yourself a spoonful of chicken curry when you decide you finally have enough. placing the serving firmly on your platter, you shift to face bakugou, who’s at your right and eating beside you.

more of side-eyeing you than eating in the past thirty minutes since dinner arrived, really.

you pull your lips in a tight line, “spit it out, kats.”

at that, he tosses you a disgusted look, before quickly swallowing the mouthful of cabbage he was just munching on. “why the fuck should i do that?”

you roll your eyes, “not the food, dummy. you’ve got something you want to say.”

“i do not.”

you only give him a knowing stare.

bakugou huffs, putting down his own spoon after a pregnant pause, “fine.”

it takes him a moment to finally do so, and when he does you almost choke.

“…so who the fuck is akaashi and why do you also have one of him?”

for context, here's my entertainment area LMAO i really took self-indulgence to another level, huh (sorry not sorry) title is from the song call me by shinedown (credits to @creativepromptsforwriting for the idea)

anyway, thank you so much again to @/zestivivi for turning my vision into reality and then some <3 thank you for being so easy to work with and receptive to my requests, particularly to make the character look just like me! 'til the next one, for sure :,)

[jadeshifting]

— THE HOGWARTS LIBRARY ( AND CREEPING INTO THE RESTRICTED SECTION )

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the library at Hogwarts isn’t just a room with books—it’s a labyrinth of enchanted shelves, shadowy corners, and straight-up chaos hidden in an elaborate Dewey Decimal disguise. it’s got that faint scent of parchment and polished wood, with a hint of ink that never quite fades

the organization system? a Ravenclaw’s fever dream, where books shelve themselves according to moods or relevance, and the enchantments sometimes switch them around just for kicks. find the Charms section in row five today? tomorrow, it might be two aisles over and under a Protection Charm

the librarian, Madam Pince, is a force of nature—like if a hawk wore bifocals and had a no-nonsense streak a mile wide. cross her, and she’ll hit you with a glare so sharp it feels like a spell (and at least two weeks of detention)

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study groups camp out at the long, candlelit tables, hunched over ancient tomes and half-eaten chocolate frogs. popular picks include “Hogwarts: A History” (to win arguments), “1,001 Potions You’ll Probably Fail to Brew”, and “Unfogging the Future” (mostly to mock Trelawney, though some end up finding it quite riveting). don’t underestimate the less flashy areas—hidden in those dusty archives are one-of-a-kind works, like diaries from the founders and spellbooks that physically hum with power

though, for the more prone to trouble and the less interested in academic integrity, you may find yourself more intrigued by what’s below it all…

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THE RESTRICTED SECTION

now, the Restricted Section? that’s not a library. that’s a test of nerve, guile, and how much you really want that illegal knowledge. to get in the front door, you either need a signed note (good luck with that) or a serious streak of rebellion. sneaking past Madam Pince? you better bribe Peeves to not rat you out, dodge the patrolling enchanted quills, and avoid the whispering books that tattletale louder than Filch after curfew

★⋆. ࿐࿔ once inside, it’s like stepping into another world. the FIRST LEVEL is dark and moody, with books chained to their shelves—literal restricted access. they’ll hiss at you or snap their covers shut if you’re not worthy—but it doesn’t stop at books. tucked between the stacks, there are pensieve memories, cursed artifacts, and spell components so volatile they’re kept under stasis spells

★⋆. ࿐࿔ moving deeper down, there are staircases (moving, of course) leading to levels few students even know about. the SECOND LEVEL? all about lost history, with maps that redraw themselves, diaries written in blood, and enchanted scrolls that show what could have been if certain spells hadn’t been cast. the THIRD LEVEL? forbidden magics—runes glowing faintly in the dark, ancient wands that whisper when you pass, and spellbooks so intense they emit heat

★⋆. ࿐࿔ the BOTTOM LEVELS? rumor has it they’re practically alive. entire rooms shift and expand like the castle itself, and the air smells of aged magic and danger. there’s talk of unspeakable artifacts: the blueprint of Hogwarts itself, spells to erase memories entirely, and magical experiments left unfinished. if you’re down here, it’s not for homework—it’s because you’re playing with fire, and you know it

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the Hogwarts library is a breeding ground for wild rumors and absolute madcap tales. if you stay in tune with the grapevine, there’s more drama hidden in those stacks than there is in all of the common rooms combined. whispers float about students concocting elaborate heists to breach the Restricted Section, some involving invisibility cloaks, Polyjuice-fueled disguises, or straight-up bribes to Peeves (pro tip: he accepts dungbombs and chaos as payment)

A (NOT-SO) GREAT HEIST

one infamous story is about Barnaby Crasswell, a Hufflepuff of all people, who tried sneaking in by levitating a decoy version of himself in the main library while he slipped into the Restricted Section cloaked under a Disillusionment Charm. he didn’t account for one crucial detail—his floating double started violently spinning like a top and caused such a scene Madam Pince nearly blew a gasket. he landed a week of detention scrubbing potion stains out of cauldrons, and his real punishment? a lifetime ban on borrowing books from Hogwarts

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the rumors about what students go looking for? next level. there’s talk of a fifth-year Ravenclaw attempting to track down spells for time travel, thinking he could use it to ace his OWLs by reliving test days (spoiler: he didn’t, but he did live in detention for a month). then there was that Gryffindor who supposedly went digging for a potion to resurrect dead pets after her pygmy puff tragically bit it during a Transfiguration mishap (RIP Buttons). and we’d better not forget about the Slytherin duo who searched for the literal recipe for eternal youth—

then there’s the lore about what’s actually down there. people swear they’ve seen enchanted blueprints of the castle’s hidden passageways, including a map of a supposed 15th dungeon where secret experiments were conducted. others claim there’s a book full of Unforgivable Curses even darker than the standard three, or a locked journal from Salazar Slytherin himself detailing spells that could rewrite magical lineage, and whispers that there’s a potion hidden down there, created centuries ago, that lets you see the face of your true love—but drinking it comes at a price so wild, no one who’s found it has dared

who knows whether any of it’s true? no one—but now that we’ve gotten past what you could find down there, let’s talk about how you could find it…

THE SLYTHERIN’S GUIDE TO BREAKING INTO THE RESTRICTED SECTION: A MASTERCLASS IN CHAOS AND CUNNING

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— KNOW YOUR TIMING.

timing is everything, babe. the library’s busiest hours? hard pass. aim for the twilight zone—late evening, when most students are snoozing or panicking about half-done essays. Madam Pince might be stalking the shelves like a hawk, but even she has limits, usually around curfew. keep it sleek and under-the-radar

— THE DECOY DANCE.

step one: deploy a Grade-A distraction. have someone (Pansy’s a pro at this) fake a “library emergency”—think exaggerated fainting spells, loud arguments over nonexistent overdue books, or a rogue enchanted quill causing a scene in the Herbology aisle. while the librarian’s losing her marbles over the chaos, you need to be making moves

— GEAR UP.

no one with any success in troublemaking relies on luck alone. you’ll need…

— an invisibility cloak (if someone’s got connections)

— a silencing charm (those creaky floorboards show no mercy)

— Dungbombs or Portable Swamps (for emergency exits)

— a teensy-tiny Lumos charm (nothing screams “i’m up to no good” like tripping over your own robes in the dark)

— GETTING PAST THE GATE.

the Restricted Section is guarded by enchanted chains tighter than a Gringotts vault. you’ve got two main options:

OPTION A … classic Alohomora. works on a good day, but those chains sometimes have extra spells layered in, so be ready to improvise

OPTION B … the Librarian’s Key, if you wanna be really sure. pro tip? Millicent once swiped it by “accidentally” returning a borrowed book laced with a mild Sticking Charm

— NOW THAT YOU’RE INSIDE.

congratulations on getting this far—now stick close to the shadows; those shelves have been known to move

watch out for enchanted books that scream bloody murder when touched (i swear one almost gave me a heart attack)

know your exit plan before you even grab your prize. fire exits aren’t just for Muggles

— GRAB-AND-GO ETIQUETTE.

don’t be greedy. the golden rule? one book at a time. more than that, and you’ll trip some seriously aggressive enchantments. and for Merlin’s sake, do not open the books in there. half of them are hexed, and you don’t want to spend the next week croaking like a toad AND in detention

— THE GETAWAY.

once you’ve snagged your prize, act like nothing happened. the Restricted Section is a no-go for most students, but if you’re caught on the way out? a well-placed lie about being on an urgent Potions errand (“Slughorn sent me!”) could be the thing that saves your ass

— COVER YOUR TRACKS.

any evidence that points to your daring escapade? destroy it. burn the notes, wipe the fingerprints, and for the love of Salazar, don’t blab about it to any Gryffindors

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SOME FINAL NOTES . this method isn’t some ridiculous (Gryffindor) stunt—no theatrics, no martyrdom, just slick strategy and sharper instincts. with these tips, you’ll be in and out without a trace, leaving everyone wondering how the hell you pulled it off. just pure excellence, darling

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