- Supernatural (1)
14 Sep 2020
Dabi's younger brother has got a new boyfriend and it pisses his father off to no end. Always ready for an opportunity to drive his father mental, Dabi decides to get a boyfriend too – someone whom Endeavour can't openly hate, but will hate him nonetheless.
Hawks is under pressure to go undercover and finds shady part-time hero Dabi, who is rumoured to be working with villains. Seeing a chance to get the bigwigs off his back and cause a media stir, Hawks strikes a deal.
But of course, this is a Fake Dating AU, and we all know they'll fall in love by chapter 20. Mostly because I can't write slow burn. Also this ship is destined to go down in flames so this is going to be longer than planned and filled with fluff because that is how I cope
- Part 1 of Fake-Dating a Pro Hero
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21 Sep 2020
16 Aug 2020
It wasn’t until he had awoken on his fifteenth birthday with bright red hair, that he definitely hadn’t dyed himself, that he thought that he might be a little different from other people.
Both of his mothers had been surprised, to say the least. But they hadn't been angry with him - though his mom had checked the bins for hair dye boxes, while his mama gave his new shockingly bright locks a long sniff to check for ammonia with a raised brow.
But they had encouraged him when he had told them that he wanted to start working out, asking for a set of weights for his birthday when they took him to pick out a final present.
He had always just had this unshakable feeling that he needed to be strong.
So he became strong.
He had grown into a man that his mother’s could be proud of, and had almost managed to completely squash that bizarre feeling of not belonging.
04 Aug 2020
“Fucking bitches.” He griped as Eijirou heard his bag hit the floor, “you better be ready for a headache, I'm gonna tutor the shit out of you.”
“Wait, what? I wasn't gonna study today, and I'm halfway through my workout man, I can't brain right now!” He burst out, shocked. He hadn't even expected to see his best friend at all until tomorrow!
“Tch. Too bad. I had a shitty day so you-” a trainer clad foot trod down between Eijirou's shoulder blades and pressed him into the floor “- are gonna get smarter.” Katsuki growled, before removing his foot and moving to snatch a maths textbook from Eijirou’s desk. “Want me to sit on your back?” He asked as he leafed through to a random page and scanned it, before grinning wickedly.
Oh great, it was probably some super hard shit he hadn't learned yet.
The love of his life was a real asshole, huh?
Good thing he was cute.
And willing to sit on him.
01 Aug 2020
Eijirou Kirishima was a non-presenting person in a world full of strong alphas, omegas and betas. Which was fine by him. He didn't have to deal with pheromones or suppressants or mating. He could roll out of bed in the morning and not worry about covering himself in scent blockers before he left the house or having to track a heat or rut.
He only occasionally cared that he didn't have a second gender. Like when he found his gaze on his best friend and wondered what he smelled like outside of the warmth of his cinnamon soap and manly deodorant. Like right now. This morning Katsuki was making himself a valerian root tea to jumpstart his meds so he didn't lose it and knock Kaminari’s head off for looking at him funny while he was still a little wired from his rut. He was shirtless, with pale blue scent suppressant patches stuck to each of his wrists and either side underneath his jaw.
Bakugou turned as he sniffed the air, pupils flicking to slits for a moment, before he stalked across the kitchen and shoved his face straight into the crook of Eijirou’s shoulder, immediately rubbing his cheek over his neck and one side of his face.
Ah crap, his suppressants probably hadn't kicked in properly yet
01 Sep 2020
"Bakugou couldn't do anything sexy if he tried!” Kaminari called out with a loud laugh that everyone in the common room joined in with.
Katsuki felt a vein in his temple throbbing as he bared his teeth and tried to count to ten in his head before he was tempted to cross the room and blast Dunce Face to hell for the insult.
They were in the common room, eating junk food and drinking light, crappy beers on their day off from hero training. But when the conversation turned to who had the most sex appeal in the class, it became clear that not one of these fucking idiots believed Katsuki was capable of being anything other than loud, angry or sulky. ‘And pulling horrible faces’ was added by Mina with another laugh that everyone echoed.
And okay, the fact that they had no faith in him made him want to shout and blast things and pull faces, but shut the fuck up. He could be goddamn sexy if he wanted to be.
Kirishima slapped a hand to his thigh and guffawed before wheezing in a breath and adding, “HA! Blasty asking someone out, I'd pay to see it! Or asking for a kiss like, ‘kiss me now, you shitty bitch’. I can't, that's too good.”
That's fucking it.
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16 Sep 2020