#clari loves dabi

[inkykeiji]

kisses dabi right on his pouty scrunched up nose

( ੭ ˘ ³˘)੭‎°｡⋆♡‧₊˚ i love you i love you i love you i love you i love you!!!!!!!

[inkygames]

we built snowmen!!! ⛄️

dabi mod

[dabiboy]

Hi! You know what truly breaks my heart about Touya's pain? Is that his attention could have been easily redirected by endeavour instead of pushing his son away. He could have said that training hurts Touya so from now on their thing will be fishing or playing catch or even building lego stuff, anything.

This really hurts me because it was such a stupid decision of endeavour and that only further proves that he did not care about Touya that much, he refused to understand him and didn't allow Rei to help.

I love Rei, but she is also to blame here, she could also have engaged Touya on an activity with her and encourage Touya to care and protect his siblings from dad dearest.

I know she was abused and taked away from her children when shouto was born, but from the moment she agreed having a child she ( and endeavour of course) have the duty to protect them and teach them.

That's why i love her actually. She knows she was wrong, she knows she could have done something else and now she is trying to actually solve this even with being " powerless". She can't fight Touya, but she can support her children and try reach out for him and make things straight. She is willing to do that even if she can't fight. She is willing to face her son and put an end to it.

Does it mean it will end well? No. Like anon said and you too, Touya will probably die but i think this tododrama will have a straight ending. Hopefully with the due punishment to endeavour, he should be in jail ( by irl laws) for abusing children and his wife. Rei has already had her bit of punishment, she should live with her children now and no endeavour.

Thank you for listening and i am sorry this is long! I didn't meant to offend anyone, is just my take on things.

This is my new bible, I swear.

I totally agree with you! I've seen real life cases, where kids have not the perfect skills to develop in some areas, I teach English to Spanish speakers, and sometimes you have kids with learning issues, lack of motivation, or they want to learn but they don't have a clue on how to do it, but they are motivated and what I do is to redirect that struggle to opportunities, positive opportunities so they can learn, to turn frustration into motivation. Yes, it is harder. Yes, you need to be more creative and put more effort to get to the same result in a different way, but guess what. It works, and kids feel so awesome that you can literally feel your heart warm. Because you supported them, you gave then guidance and different options to get to the same result as their classmates, to reach their goal. But if you just put them aside and tell them "you know what, you can't do this because you're not cut for this. Go do something else while I teach some other kids who are far better than you" that would break anyone. Especially someone like Touya whose entire purpose was to be a great hero. And yes, just as you said, Endeavor could have find something different to do with him to avoid Touya hurting himself, anything, but a dad-son time. Or like All Might and Deku. Deku hurt himself waaaaay too many times, but All Might was there to teach him, step by step. Endeavor could've done that, take time to train Touya to be a hero. It would have been slower, harder, but none of this would be happening. Just like teaching, you see? Finding different ways to get to the main goal.

And yes! I love Rei too because of the same reasons. There was not much for her to do under those circumstances, and at some point she was overwhelmed with everything and when that happens you just get blind and feel useless. I don't think there's much to do now, Dabi is blinded by his objective, and I hardly think that something makes him change his mind, but at least now Rei wants to do something. And as we saw on previous chapters, she went to the hospital while Endeavor was just hating himself and was like "Stop it. We fucked this, we gotta fix it. Now" she's a queen👑

I do think that Dabi will end up dying, and in a dramatic way to be honest. And it kind of reminds of the Shadowhunters saga, when *spoiler* Sebastian aka Jonathan dies in Clary's arms, saying he'd never felt so light before, meaning he was finally free from his sins and past. Something like that but with Rei, and maybe Natsu and Fuyumi. Maybe. Or he will just put up some dramatic fight and giving a fuck about everything and everyone he will... Kill himself. I don't know, there are too many possibilities😂

And don't apologize! I love when you guys tell your opinions and thoughts about anything. I'm sorry because I think I went too long tho 😂😂. And yes, I don't mean to offend anyone either, I agree with this opinion and that's it. It's not forcing anyone to think like this or idk, is just how I see things and how I agreed with this opinion😅

[kirispiracy]

Ship your moots!! It can me MHA or HQ or both!!

eeeeee im so happy someone finally asked me to do this!!! okie okie i know a bunch of ppl who have already been tagged so imma try n keep mine small and funky (warning: my ships r off brand and weird, apologies)

cynic aka @cxnicalsweetheart: tenya iida

-ok ok ok okok hear me out: this is perfectly balanced as all things should be

-mainly consists of iida going cynic NO and cynic going cynic YES but when it’s flipped??? cynic is for sure the only one who can get through this stubborn man’s thick skull.

-they would have 100% crackhead energy, but also i can see them stoned and cuddling n iida finds so much comfort in cynic n just nuzzles his face into their neck and sigh it’s the dream

-iida is the brat tamer cycnic needs..........gtg

clari aka @inkykeiji: keigo takami aka hawks

-listen i do not not ship clari w dabi; i am sane and know it is perfct. but i’m p sure the sewer has done 80 of these and i wanted to spice it up

-bc i think hawks n clari would also be adorable

-theyre both just such smitten dorks, and clari knows how to get whatever she wants from keigo w a bat of her eyelashes n a lil pout

-the way they would both be putty in each other;s hands makes me sof

-the domestic bliss eye!!!!!!!!!!! they for sure try baking together and it goes horribly wrong

-they both are just so beloved by everyone who knows them and i think they would be so comforting to each other it would be a very two-way street kinda thing, v healthy

tempie aka @stormyfanfic or @tempestpaige: daichi sawamura from hq

-idk how to explain this one i just. feel it in me bones

-daichi has such soft daddy dom energy and would dote on tempest 24/7

-theyre out christmas shopping for 7 hours; guess who’s holding all the bags and hasn’t even  muttered a complaint the whole time?

-that’s right!!! our fav cap, daichi. he just would watch everything she does w such love and joy n pride

-biggest simp boyfriend!!! he hypes her up so much; her biggest fan and best follower 4ever

-i just like. he would b whipped for her case closed

bee aka @nectarous: (me) the one n only enji todoroki

-let bee get daddy enji’s monster cock 2020

-that is all

[swagwolfsneck]

Ok so I have a couple fanfic ideas, and if anyone can write them PLEASE DO SO!! And if you know any fics that fit any of these descriptions please send them my way. THANK YOU!!

Ok so these are gonna be for a whole bunch of different fandoms, and when I think of some others, I’ll add them as I go. All plots and ships can be adapted, just a loose idea of what I want to happen. Some I can’t think of characters so that’s up to you.

Song fics:

1. My heart I surrender - I Prevail

Ship: Bakudeku (Boku no Hero Academia)

Plot: Either Bakugo or Deku or even both (doesn’t really matter, fits both, will be referred to by K/D/B) are having crisis over feelings or something happening to the other, and to get over said thing and get back on rhythm, the class does a singing contest/karaoke, starts off alright then K/D/B either choose this song or say they want to sing an original song - could also be a band au. Sprinkle a little bit of angst of childhood memories and badabing badaboom you got a bkdk story.

2. Astronaut - Simple Plan

Main focus: Lance (Voltron)

Ship: I think no ship would be better but if you want a ship, I don’t care who.

Plot: Langst. You know the standard, Lance is ignored, his homesickness, depression and anxieties are bass boosted to the max, and no one notices -if ship is included they are the only exception- and he is reading into things too much. Standard langst, I really don’t care what kind you write. Anyway, on one particularly bad day, Lance is yelled at more because everyone is having a bad day, because Lance decided to take a night off from putting everyone to bed because he wanted to have a day for himself, Lance is feeling especially down, goes into the earth room, or could be singing to child, or to calm himself down, but either way he is singing astronaut by Simple Plan, you can decide if he has a guitar for this, but someone overhears -could be ship or just random person- and realises that ‘Hey, Lance isn’t ok’, and tells the team and they realise they have taken him for granted and so on so forth, end it however you want.

3. Gone too soon - Simple Plan

Ship: Malec (Shadowhunters)

Plot: Alec dies, could be on a mission or from old age, Magnus grieves and plays this to help get over it.

If mission: Jace, Clary, Izzy, Simon, Raphael and whoever else, they all go over to see how Magnus is doing after the funeral, and they walk into him playing it on guitar, while wearing alecs clothes, a slideshow of his memories of Alec and all Alec’s belongings around him, he is singing when he starts to cry and hyperventilate, and everyone rushes over to him to comfort where he just breaks because Fuck this is the hardest goodbye he has ever felt since his mother died.

If Old Age: start off with Alec in hospital or something, him and Magnus laying together in the bed, Magnus wakes up and realises that Alec is gone, fast forward to the funeral, Alec was the last one of that generation to pass, Magnus visits the cemetery whenever he can, one day he takes a guitar, or not, and sings the song he wrote to them all because these people were his family, one he had been looking for for centuries. Finish with Magnus walking away, and the ghosts of the shadowhunters sitting on their gravestones all embracing as they realise that Magnus has finally accepted it and will begin to heal and move on.

Movie Au:

1. The Greatsest Showman

Ship: Literally any ship, I live for Greatest Showman/Circus AU’s - cannot get enough of them, wish there were more for my ships.

2. The Broken Hearts Gallery

Ship: Bakudeku with past Tododeku

Side ships: Kirishido, Ochiida, and Shenki

Plot: I know this movie has literally just been released in cinemas, I saw it today, but on my way home from watching it I was trying to think which ship would it fit with, and that ship is all I could think of. So Deku as Lucy, collects random crap from past relationships, lives with Shinsou and Ochako, Iida basically lives there too -moved in with Uraraka if you want- Deku is dating Todoroki -plays Max. They work in an exhibit together under Aizawa, or someone like that, when on the opening night of an exhibit, Monama -Plays Harvard- tells Deku that Momo has come back and that she and Todo are getting along. Deku gets drunk and has to introduce Todo as director of exhibit, makes a fool of himself, later that night after being dumped by Todo, and fired, he gets into what he thinks is his Uber, but is literally just Bakugo’s (Nick) car. Literally just follow rest of storyline. Marcos: Kirishima, Marcos’ wife: Mina, Chloe: whoever you want as Bakugo’s ex that shows up for a total of like 5 minutes, max.

Love, Simon:

Ship: Doesn’t matter, I want to read one of Bakudeku, or Bokuaka/Kuroken.

Simon: Baku/Akaashi/Kuroo

Blue: Deku/Bokuto/Kenma

Nick: Kami/Kuroo/Yaku

Abby: Shinso/Kenma/Lev

Leah: Kiri/Tsukki (couldn’t think of someone else)/Bokuto

Martin: Monama/Oikawa/Oikawa (can’t think of anyone else)

Cinderella story series:

Ship: Bakudeku, BokuAka, Kuroken

Plot: Any ship can fit the plots, each movie could be the same ship or you could switch it up and have a different ship for each one, for example,

First movie:

Bakugo as Austen, Deku as Sam, Uraraka as Carter, Aizawa or All Might as Rhonda, Hisashi as Fiona, Shigi and Dabi as Breanna and Gabriella.

Second movie:

Akaashi as Mary, Bokuto as Joey, Kuroo as Dustin, Kenma as Tammy, everyone else up to you.

Third movie:

Kenma as Katie, Kuroo as Luke, Hinata as Angela, Bokuto as Mickey, Lev as victor, everyone else up to you.

Tropes and ideas I want to read more of:

1. Cheerleading: Example: Bakudeku

Deku would be a cheerleader, Bakugo would be Football player.

2. Lance’s birthday is forgotten

3. Lance is forgotten when group is deciding something/left out of recreational activities (see @blueplanettrash’s story Three little questions)

4. Anything angsty regarding Lance, but also for any character.

Uhhh, that’s all for now, I’ll add others as I think of them, thank you for reading. And if you want to write any of these please go ahead, adapt them to your style and ships, this is just an idea of fan fiction that I want to read.

[ao3feed-tododeku]

Slipping Through Dreamland like a Tourist

slipping through dreamland like a tourist by stormfree

He closes his eyes and racks his brain for some sort of memory that can help him figure out what the hell is going on. The last thing he remembers is —

A shadow falls across him.

He looks up, and promptly forgets what he was going to say. He backs up instinctively, trying his best to look calm, although he's in a state of internal panic, because looming over him, blocking the sunlight, is his father.

It's Endeavour, it's —

A sudden, strange sense of peace fills him, and Shouto doesn't feel the urge to flinch away or to frown anymore.

He isn't wearing his flames. He is, however, wearing an apron that says “RAISE THE STEAKS” over a pair of khakis and a yellow t-shirt.

alternative title i used in docs: 'what if endeavour wasn't a shit dad'

Words: 3644, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of angst fics for the Boys

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Todoroki Rei, Dabi, Todoroki Touya, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Natsuo

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor/Todoroki Rei

Additional Tags: Dabi is a Todoroki, Todoroki Shouto-centric, endeavour is a good dad in this, what a concept, implied kirikacchako because got damn i love that ship, Angst, Fluff, fluff with an angst ending, title from glass animals' dreamland, what if, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, if endeavour was a good mans, Out of Character Todoroki Shouto, basically the entire todofam is ooc, ILL TAG MORE LATER WHEN I THINK OF IT hhh, based off cassandra clares clary 'dream sequence' where jonathan's not a demon

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26442286

[ao3feed-todoroki]

Slipping Through Dreamland like a Tourist

slipping through dreamland like a tourist by stormfree

He closes his eyes and racks his brain for some sort of memory that can help him figure out what the hell is going on. The last thing he remembers is —

A shadow falls across him.

He looks up, and promptly forgets what he was going to say. He backs up instinctively, trying his best to look calm, although he's in a state of internal panic, because looming over him, blocking the sunlight, is his father.

It's Endeavour, it's —

A sudden, strange sense of peace fills him, and Shouto doesn't feel the urge to flinch away or to frown anymore.

He isn't wearing his flames. He is, however, wearing an apron that says “RAISE THE STEAKS” over a pair of khakis and a yellow t-shirt.

alternative title i used in docs: 'what if endeavour wasn't a shit dad'

Words: 3644, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of angst fics for the Boys

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Todoroki Rei, Dabi, Todoroki Touya, Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Bakugou Katsuki, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Natsuo

Relationships: Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor/Todoroki Rei

Additional Tags: Dabi is a Todoroki, Todoroki Shouto-centric, endeavour is a good dad in this, what a concept, implied kirikacchako because got damn i love that ship, Angst, Fluff, fluff with an angst ending, title from glass animals' dreamland, what if, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, if endeavour was a good mans, Out of Character Todoroki Shouto, basically the entire todofam is ooc, ILL TAG MORE LATER WHEN I THINK OF IT hhh, based off cassandra clares clary 'dream sequence' where jonathan's not a demon

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26442286

[heroes-r-us]

Alpha/Omega/Beta Headcanons|MHA Headcanons

Letting you know now I pretty much headcanon everyone as an alpha, most of the characters in MHA are strong and brave, which meet the qualifications I have for alphas. Also, males are more likely to be alphas than omegas. Which is why they are all alphas here. Females are more likely to be Omega/Betas, etc... (Also The majority goes as follows. A-B-O. Alphas and Betas are more prevalent than Omegas. (At least the way I headcanon it! :3))

This "-" is what their scent is like!

Enjoy! ~Momma Cat

❤️💞❤️💞

Midoriya: I like to think that he was a Beta before he received One for All. Almost like getting a quirk triggered his same gene that dictates his scent and presentation. So he switched to an alpha presentation. (I'm not too firm on that one tho.) He'd probably end up with an omega he saved.

-Lavender, spice and peaches.

Bakugou: The second he presented as an alpha, he tells everyone. He puffs out his chest and struts around like the proud fucking peacock he is. He probably tried to sniff out any presenting omegas, so he could try to scent them and claim dominance. (He fails)

-Smoke, cologne and sweat.

Kirishima: Such a sweet alpha. Literally what most omegas dream for in alphas. When he presented he probably was surprised since he was initially thought to be a beta. Turns out he was only a late bloomer. Omegas practically flock to this poor man. He will either end up with a beta or omega. He doesn't judge.

-Ginger, pine and coffee

Todoroki: He is an alpha, though he isn't to happy to be one. He had been wanting to be omega, so as to not play further into his father's plans, but that didn't appear to be in the cards for him. Unfortunately...

I also headcanon that his scent is very strong and attracts alot of omegas. He may end up getting together with anyone. No matter the rank. He would doesn't really care what his Father thinks of you.

-Citrus, smoke and honey

Shinsou: Since he is so laid back and relaxed, people often think that he's a beta. In reality his scent is rather mild compared to most alpha scents. At first he hated this part of himself, but after studying under Eraserhead, he learned that this could actually be a real asset to him. In example, he can sneak around hideouts and hotspots without anyone knowing he's there. He's rather picky when it comes to people he hangs around, so someone with a relaxed and soft scent is ideal. (Omega)

- Mint, cotton and vanilla

Aizawa: He is pretty much in the same boat as Shinsou. He's an alpha, yes, but one with a lighter and less intense scent. It's helpful on low profile missions, but not so much when attracting a mate. He pretty much stopped trying a long time ago. He also figured his life was too dangerous for an omega nowadays anyways.

-Chocolate, cologne and freshly washed clothes.

Toshinori: (1# hero? More like 1# Daddy) I hereby headcanon that he smells SLIGHTLY different and his scent is weaker in his smaller form. Everything is enhanced as All Might. Which helps to explain why no one realizes that they are one and the same alpha! I also think that he has had several omegas in mind in the past, but all of the relationships fell through.

- Cookies, cologne and spices

Endeavor: Alpha male. ALERT alpha male. ALERT. Y'all know I like him so don't look at me that way! (If you didn't like him you would have scrolled past so I'm assuming you are someone who indeed likes him, so I'm gonna throw out that he is suuuch a daddy. 💦💦 Can I get an amen?) Anyways. So, Yeah, Enji is an alpha. He knew he was meant to be an alpha, even when he was younger. I'm sure like 70% of his fanbase is made up of thirsty hoes. (Like me)

- Smoke, cologne, hickory

Muscular: (Ah Yes, my third alpha Daddy. LOL) Alpha male, blah blah blah, he's a hottie, even when missing an eye. His scent is strong like most alphas, and he doesn't usually have a hard time finding omegas to partner with every once in a while. He has no qualms about what status his partners are, be they omega, alpha, or beta. Although that's typically looked down upon.

-Musk, rosewood and lemongrass

Iida: One LITERAL by-the-book alpha. He is strong, has a hefty thick scent, is a gentleman, is respectful to his elders and incredibly fast. He is a hero and a leader; both incredibly sought after traits in alphas nowadays. He isn't currently looking for an omega or beta to partner with, but is willing to become friends with one if they catch his interest.

-Coffee, Lime and soap

Ojiro: A rather calm alpha compared to most in his class. I like to think that there is a particular omega civilian that he has interest in. He's probably pretty particular with how he smells to others; he probably takes baths alot.

- Shampoo, patchouli and oranges

Shouji: Oh! My many armed boi! Once again, you guessed it, alpha! His scent is rather powerful like most alphas, and he would probably have no problem finding a mate. I like to think that some of the other alphas go to him for advice on how to talk to omegas, since he never seems to have an issue being around them.

-Rosewood, musk and frankincence

Kaminari: He strikes me as a beta, but I could also see him as a weaker/ditzy alpha. I can totally imagine him getting frustrated that omegas aren't really into him, and would rather date someone like Iida. He'll probably end up with a beta.

-no scent

Tokoyami: He is... The night. Lol jk. I was going to say beta, but I changed my mind since his quirk was so powerful. He probably gets super nervous around omegas, especially the cute ones. All they have to do is look over at him and smile, poor bird boi doesn't know what to do with himself. He has trouble with talking to them, but is too prideful to ask for advice.

-Jasmine, cedar and vanilla

Sero: A relaxed, and chill beta. Yup. I can't really see him as an alpha. He exudes a rather playful and fun personality rather than a strong leader. At least to me. Despite this, a decent amount of omegas are still interested due to his charms.

-no scent

Koda: I was going to make him an Omega, but a shy beta seemed better. Yes, he's not a confident person, but I can't see him being an omega. I like to think that he knows he acts omega-like, but he can't really help it. He probably appreciates his lack of a scent for multiple reasons.

- no scent

Sato: Ahhh! Alpha! I decree it! (Also there aren't enough fanfics for the sugaboi) He probably has a strong scent, but omegas are usually hesitant to be around him due to his threatening smell. He's rather irritated that he smells that way even though he's a really nice alpha. Thankfully, when he bakes, the scent of cookies and such will stick to him, which makes him less threatening smelling to omegas.

- Chocolate, pumpkin and spice

Jiro: I can never ever see her as an omega. She doesn't strike me as an alpha either, so I went with beta instead. She probably gets annoyed at how much better alphas say they are, but fail to follow through. I think Jiro prefers to date an omega, but with some cruel twist of fate ends up with an alpha.

-no scent

Mineta: Beta. Ends up with no one. (Dies)

- no scent

Momo: Alpha Girllllllllll. Honestly alot of omegas like her. She exudes a motherly type of atmosphere, and even though her confidence needs work, the omegas fawn over her alot. She makes all the other alphas jealous even though she doesn't try. They are constantly trying to prove themselves better than her, and if she loses, the omegas will console her.

-Vanilla, apples and black licorice

Aoyama: I was gonna say alpha but, he's too fabulous for that lol. Probably a beta but I could see it if someone thought he should be an alpha. He probably thinks he's VERY attractive to omegas/betas when in reality...... Not so much.

- no scent

Hagakure: Hurray! An omega, FINALLY! This girl is omega 110%. She knows it, her teachers know it, the fucking cats outside know it, and her class knows it. She fully accepts it too. She is also exited to be one of the few Omega Heroes.

-Lavender, Shea and caramel

Dabi: C'mon. We all know this guys an Alpha. Like, is there even a debate about it? Sure he may not be the strongest alpha out there, nor the most handsome or cunning or have a great scent... But he is one.

-Smoke, cypress and Perubalsam

Shigaraki: He's an alpha, but he doesn't act like one. He acts more like a pup than an alpha. His scent probably smells intimidating to all omega's except 'the one'. (Which will be the reader, when I write a oneshot for him. :3) I think he probably dislikes most omega scents anyway.

-Musk, Sweat and ginger

Twice: Alpha because I fucking say so. (All the hot Bois will be alphas. >:D) He probably has an amazing scent, and attracts a decent amount of omegas. I headcanon that he is rather shy around omegas. Until he finds a cute omega hero that catches his interest. Fortunately for Jin, she likes his scent too.

-Citrus, hay and cinnamon

Mirio: NO ONE CAN TELL ME THIS BOI ISNT AN ALPHA. Y'all should know I headcanon him as an alpha. (I really need to work on that Alpha! Mirio story.) He is an EXTREMELY popular alpha for omegas to swoon over. Like All Might honestly. He's everything alphas try to be. His sweet temper and heroism make him a popular love interest for all the rankings.

-Blue Cypress, myrrh and pepper cloves

Asui: Beta through and through. She definitely uses her beta role to calm down situations alot. And she probably doesn't care which rank her partner has. She'll probably end up with an Omega due to her calming effect.

- no scent

Mina: I can see her as all of them really. A laid back alpha, a happy go lucky beta, or an excitable omega. So I guess I'll go with beta. She's really active, so she may end up with an alpha who can keep up with her energy.

- no scent

Present mic: Hizashi knows omegas and betas like his scent, so he doesn't understand why omegas get scared when around him. (Poor bby) He probably has trouble finding a mate that can stand his energy and intensity. Ironically he loves shy omegas.

-Red Grapefruit, honey and Clary sage

Midnight: I was gonna say beta, but we all know she's not. What's the use in trying, eh? Omegas, betas, and even alphas fawn all over her. She has probably paired up with all of the rankings at one point, but she's still looking for the perfect little omega to fall in love with. ❤️

-Nutmeg, Maple and roses

Tamaki: He has the undertones of an alpha and no one can change my mind. He is constantly confused with being an omega or beta because of his demeanor, but he has no idea how to change it. Probably has a crush on a the happy-go-lucky omega across the street. She probably is the one to ask him out.

-Strawberries, popcorn and Almonds

Uraraka: I think she's an omega, but her scent isn't as nice as some other omegas. She only notices this because of a fellow omega trying to become a omega hero like her. She notices how nice the omega scent is and gets an instant crush. (Squeals)

-Mint, candy and cranberries

Toga: She's an utterly insane omega. She will literally nest anywhere and everywhere. Rooftop? Nice breeze! Her gruesome murder scene? She loves the smell! In the cabinets? It's so comfy! Her alpha crush's closet? She likes being close to him!

- blood, copper and apples

Kurogiri: Poor guy is just an alpha in a sea of hormonal alpha/omega teenagers. He (like most alphas) prefers an omega. Preferably one with a calm disposition. He has trouble finding an omega that isn't intimated though.

- Spices, Musk and soap

[inkykeiji]

omg the idea of someone having the audacity to call *reader’s* phone multiple times while they’re in the moment though?? would kill to have touya-nii handle that for me >.<

omggg are you sure you want touya-nii to handle that for you? because, really, what fucker could possibly be contacting his baby sister at all, let alone several times in fucking succession??? touya’s going to answer in a growl, breathing ripped ragged from the rage instead of the lust as he spits into the receiver she’s fucking busy, can’t you tell? before tossing the phone right next to your head, device bouncing on the mattress from the impact, and pounding into you hard enough to jostle your entire body up the bed, mouth now directly next to your phone. his hips are snapping rapid and relentless and downright ruthless as his cockhead rams repeatedly against your cervix, fucking a stuttered stream of cries from your lips. they sound so gorgeous tangled with the snarls tearing up his throat, rough and raw as they pry past gritted teeth on the tails of heavy exhales, and he hopes whoever was fucking stupid enough to call you more than once thinks so, too <3

it’s only when he hears that droning dial tone that he snatches up the wretched device and squeezes it so hard the plastic case shatters, then hurls the stupid thing at the hardwood, the weight smothering his lungs finally disintegrating as the phone splinters to pieces. that’s better. he’s sure the person on the other line will think twice about persistently calling you next time you don’t answer on the first try.

[inkygames]

we went on a lil art gallery date n made some cute paintings!! ♡

dabi mod

[bakatenshii]

hiiiiiii i come hearing bearing a gift 🎁 in the form of da good shiggy lewd 🤤 u should read break my bones but act as my spine by inkykeiji bc wow,,,,,, my puthy is broken after reading it and i’m sure you’ll appreciate it too

I LOVE CLARI’S WRITING !! I have a lot of them drafted to brew tags currently, I haven’t acc finished that shig x rc x dabi fic yet (i think im 2k in?) BUT YES ABSOLUTELY I trust her writing with my life <33

[inkykeiji]

23 n bmb!dabi if it’s not already taken <3

prompt: blue dress series: break my bones (set during the events of part one!) warnings: 18+ minors do not interact, it’s really just dabi committing an act of public indecency and rubbing himself while looking at you, toxic relationship, one use of the word Daddy, very slight noncon words: 1.1k

You look beautiful in everything you wear—could make a fraying burlap potato sack look good if you really wanted to, Dabi’s sure—but if there’s one colour he loves you in more than anything else, it’s blue. 

Blue like the sky, blue like the ocean, blue like his eyes; blue, blue, blue.

Today it’s a sky-blue dress, with a halter tie and a sweetheart neckline, that hugs all the curves and contours of your torso before it flares at the hips, just a little. It’s an unusually warm October day—not that the weather ever dictates your outfits anyway—and you had wanted to spend it outside at a park, savouring the last few wisps of summer before they die and decay into autumn.

And whatever you say goes, now, apparently. 

Since you’re pretty much his boss, now, apparently.

Your little blue dress is short—just an inch or so too short to be considered necessarily decent, though Dabi, pervert that he is, loves that about it, too—rippled hem swishing and swaying as you laugh and prance and twirl, skirt fanning out just enough to give him teasing little sneaks of what’s beneath, scarlet lace that clings so delicately to soft, supple flesh. 

Tomura probably loves you in scarlet lace and straps and satin, but Dabi wonders how you’d look in blue. 

Probably just as gorgeous, he wagers. Maybe even more so. 

“Dabi!” you’re breathing, suddenly in his face, having crawled between his bent knees while he was off daydreaming. His eyes snap back into focus to find you cushioned by his spread thighs, elbows resting on his raised knees and legs tucked beneath yourself, pillowy palms cupping a sparkly stone like it’s precious. “Look at this rock I found!” 

Your sudden touch makes him jump, a jolt of electricity that shocks his blood, though if you notice you do nothing to remedy it, still intently fixated on the dumb rock in your hands, eyes darting from it to his face in anticipation.

“Uh,” he begins unsurely. “Cool?” 

And, oh, how your face absolutely falls at the indifference in his voice, the flatness of his words—uninterested, uncaring. 

“You don’t think it’s pretty?” 

“Not particularly,” Dabi shrugs, confused as to what the big deal is. “It’s just a rock.” 

Your whole body slumps, melting with the last remnants of excitement in your expression—lips tugging downwards into something that threatens to grow into a pout, forehead crunched as your brows push together, a cute, discontented little noise sticking at the back of your throat.

“But it—it has these pretty pink stripes, and look!” your palms tilt one way, then the other, the rock shimmering in the late afternoon sunlight. “It glitters.” 

You say it as if it’s awe-inspiring, as if this discovery is something to be excited about, something significant to take note of. 

“And?” 

Gloom dissolves into fury, elbows slipping from his knees as you cradle the rock to your chest, ice sprouting beneath the spots of warmth you had left behind. 

“You’re not fun, did you know that?”

“Last time I checked, princess, I wasn’t supposed to be fun, I was supposed to be your fucking babysitter.”

It comes out a little harsher than he intends it to, charged with something bitter and acrid, words spit like venom through his teeth. It makes you flinch, a stinging wince, as if his caustic words gnaw through your flesh, and Dabi steels himself against the barely-there pang in his chest; a small, dull ache that he shoves down, snubs out, buries deep behind his ribs and forgets about.

“Well, babysitters can still be fun,” you grumble under your breath, chin tucked into your chest, face scrunched up. “But whatever. Sit here and be no fun by yourself. I’m going to look for more rocks.” 

And then you’re crawling away from him on your hands and knees, gifting him with a full, unadulterated view of your lace-clad ass, unhindered by the linen of your dress, hem having ridden up to your tailbone.

Does Tomura buy all of your clothing one size too small on purpose, or are you really just that much of a whore?

Have you no shame at all? Or are you just so used to being with Tomura that such immodesty is merely second nature to you now, unthinking and automatic, maybe even innate, or ingrained in your consciousness by your sweet Daddy.

He knows he should look away. Any respectable, dignified person would. But Dabi is neither of those. 

He never has been.

It’s really cute, the way the lace molds itself to your folds, outlining your lips and clit and the dip of your hole. It’s probably even cuter when it’s soaked with your slick, sticky and shimmering and darkening the webbed lace.

His cock twitches weakly against denim, and he does nothing to hide it; you’re too absorbed in your rock hunting to notice either way, now belly-down on the grass as meticulous fingers delicately sort through each blade. 

That dress barely covers your ass even when laying flat on the ground, material only just blanketing the swell, the beginnings of your cheeks peeking out from beneath the material, crimson lace bunched and riding up between them.

And, for a moment, Dabi wonders if you’re doing this on purpose, a teasing little punishment to get back at him for being such a fucking asshole to you and insulting your rock discovery. Flaunting the things he can’t have, can’t even touch; except unbeknownst to you, Dabi is more than alright with simply looking. 

It’s enough to have his mind reeling with scenarios, with the thought of pushing your face into the earth—head down, ass up—and filling your mouth with dirt and your cunt with cum; enough to have him daydreaming about rucking that slutty little dress up around your waist and just grinding into your asscheeks, staining dark denim and scarlet lace with thick cream as you cry and whine and beg for him to stop, all while you drench your panties and arch your spine and rub back into him.

It’s enough to have his cock filling with blood, hot and hard and throbbing in his jeans, enough to have him inconspicuously pressing the heel of his palm into his lap to just barely rut against it, dirty and disgusting and entirely depraved. 

There’s no way he’ll cum from this, the tiny action more teasing than anything else, but it’s enough to relieve a bit of the pressure, enough to make him feel as though he’s tainted something precious; a small slice of revenge against his boss for degrading him with such a position.

Later tonight, when he’s laying in bed and listening to the muffled symphony of Tomura fucking you to sleep—a harmony of sweet little mewls and breathy broken moans and high pitched whines—he’ll berate himself for being so fucking stupid, for not snapping a few photos to use at his leisure—a failsafe, a fee, for the work he does for you. 

But for now, this is enough. This will be enough. It has to be.

[inkykeiji]

helloo :)

can i get thirst + 1950s kei hehe

prompt: thirst series: 1950s au warnings: historically inaccurate 1950s au, reader is female, ur in keigo’s lap for pretty much this entire piece, a very spit-slicked kiss words: 1.3k

absolutely!!! thank you so much for requesting him hehe c:

“It’s another hot-hot-hot one out there, folks! Twenty-eight degrees, with temps climbing into the mid-thirties, and a humidex of thirty-six,” the voice on the radio cackles, stuffed with static. “Be sure to keep those bodies cool and those throats hydrated!” 

Gosh, when is this heat wave gonna end? you’re murmuring to yourself as you push past the swinging screen door, a glass pitcher of freshly made ice cold lemonade in your hands, droplets of condensation already beginning to stream down the curved sides. 

“Hopefully this can help quench your thirst,” you set the pitcher down on the rickety wooden table next to Keigo, holding a glass steady as you pour, sure to get a few ice cubes and a slice of lemon, just how he likes it. 

“Thank you, angel,” he takes the glass from your hands, grateful, tongue darting out to lick at his bottom lip. 

“So?” you rock a little on the balls of your feet in anticipation, keen eyes watching his Adams apple bob as he swallows a mouthful. “How is it?” 

“Mm,” he hums as his hands encircle your waist, pulling you down into his lap, the plastic of his lawnchair squeaking beneath your combined weight. “Perfect, as always.”

He noses along the curve of your neck, inhaling slowly as he plants sloppy, open-mouthed kisses across your damp flesh. The light summer breeze rustles the leaves of the old oak tree on your front lawn, twining through the full branches, caressing your saliva-slicked skin and leaving a pleasant, cooling sensation in its wake. Sighing, your body relaxes against Keigo’s as your head tips back, exposing more of your neck to him.

“That nice?” he asks, lips brushing the shell of your ear, voice smooth and thick like caramel. 

“Yeah,” you breathe, eyes still closed. “Feels good.” 

You feel him lean away for a moment, taking the heat of his mouth with him, ears pricking as teeth clink against glass, as ice clinks against teeth. Then he’s back, an ice cube cupped in his tongue, frosty and frigid as it drags across your feverish skin. 

The unexpected cold makes you jump, and Keigo chuckles—a deep, velvety sound that vibrates against your flesh—as he licks up the notches of your neck, ice gliding with his tongue, slow and purposeful.

Chills erupt across your body, back arching just a little and pressing further into his touch, powerless to stop the soft mewl that spills from your lips. 

He takes his time with it, unhurried in his ministrations, thorough in his work, each caress of his tongue meticulously thought out, sure to cover every inch of exposed skin he can easily reach—the nape of your neck and the blades of your shoulders and the column of your throat—until the cube has fully melted, leaving a mess of watery saliva painted across your skin in large, wide strokes.

The icy tip traces your jugular vein one last time for good measure, up, up, up, traveling along the edge of your jaw to the lobe of your ear, and shivers skitter up your spine, sending a wave rippling through your flesh. 

“All done,” he purrs in your ear, breath still chilled from the ice. 

And you just can’t help yourself, suddenly parched for him, twisting in his grasp and capturing his lips. Hands splayed wide on either of his cheeks, you tug him closer, fingertips hooking behind the hinges of his jaw, nails sinking into his skin, leaving behind shallow crescents. 

He tastes sticky-sweet, a syrupy film of vanilla cola still clinging to his tongue and lacing his spit, complemented by the slight sour tang of the lemonade. Your tongue curls around his own, sucks it into your mouth and scrapes your teeth across the surface, desperate to swallow down whatever you can of him, to steal just a stringy piece of him and hold him in your tummy, close to your heart. 

A keepsake, while he’s away. 

Finally, you part, with glimmering lips and spit-slicked chins, chests heaving together with ragged little breaths.

“Wow,” Keigo chuckles, the word wispy, eyes shining bright like two starbursts of topaz. “What was that for?”

“I, um,” you turn away from him, suddenly shy, settling back against his body and tucking your face into your shoulder. “I just—I really don’t want you to go tomorrow,” you admit softly, a slight pout in your voice. “I know it isn’t fair, but...” 

But I want you all to myself. But I miss you like crazy when you’re gone. But it’s true. 

“I understand, baby,” he leans his cheek against yours, short stubble scratching your sensitive skin, and squeezes you to his chest, tight and secure. “You know, you could always come with me...”

“Keigo, please, don’t start—”

“I’m serious—”

“So am I,” you pull back to look at him, shifting a little in his lap. 

Holding his stare, your eyes search his, shimmering topaz ever-changing in the late afternoon sun, flickering with the sunbeams streaming through the fluttering leaves, casting shadows and shapes on his face. He gazes back just as steadily, nothing but sincerity brimming in his eyes, and your lips tug down. 

Fingers brush back the golden curls saturated in sweat sticking to his forehead, carding through the unruly strands in a rhythmic motion, eyes following their movement.

He catches your wrist, bringing your hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to your palm. 

Keigo’s been attempting to persuade you to quit your job for a while now, to abandon the life you worked so hard to build, painstakingly from the ground up and with your own two hands, to throw caution to the wind and come jet-setting with him around the world despite the fact that you know next to nothing about his work—nothing about his elusive and mysterious job that requires freshly pressed and finely tailored tuxedos, that pays six figures, that allows him to have a two-storey house and a 1957 cherry red Chevy Bel Air and a collection of glittering Rolex watches—despite the fact that, technically, you aren’t allowed to. 

“You know I’d love to, but my job at the diner—”

“Isn’t necessary anymore.”

“Is important to me,” you continue, voice firm with conviction. 

You know he doesn’t exactly get it, why you’d want to keep working a broke-down job at a shitty little mom & pop malt shop when he can now provide for all of your needs, and more, but this job holds a certain type of sentimentality.

Because it’s something that’s yours, something you earned all on your own, accomplished through your own volition and hard work, something that enabled you to claw your way to freedom.

You love the grease, the way the scent of fresh-cut fries and sizzling cheeseburgers twines through your hair and carries home with you. 

You love the sticky milkshakes and melty sundaes and ostentatious banana splits, the way they always seem to perpetually stain the tips of your fingers, tinging everything with sugar. 

You love the speckled white tables and the glittery red booths and the checkerboard floor, the way your regular customers’ eyes light up when they spot you.

You love it all, so dearly. 

“I can’t just leave.” Not now, not yet, not until you’re ready to let go. 

He doesn’t exactly get it, but he doesn’t need to. 

It being important to you is already enough reason for him.

He glances up at you through thick gold lashes, thumb pausing in its quest to pick off a chip of peeling white paint from the table, holding your eyes for a moment before giving a resigned nod, shoulders slumping ever-so-slightly in another defeat. 

“Ah well,” he sighs with a shrug, pulling you back to his chest and cradling you in his arms, chin resting on the crown of your head. “It was worth a shot. One of these days you’ll finally say yes to me, and I’ll be the happiest man on earth.”

“Yeah,” you murmur softly, arms curling around his own and hugging them to your torso. “Maybe one day.”

It isn’t the first time he’s suggested it. It won’t be the last; not until you finally say yes.

But you think you’re alright with that. 

[inkykeiji]

pours a lil mountain of cocaine onto my tongue then uses my tongue to rub it into dabi’s gums slow and hard and thorough <33 grinding the substance into his tissues and teeth until it’s entirely absorbed, consumed, seeping into the tangle of tiny capillaries and shooting through his blood, leaving his face tingling with little pinpricks of sweat and his pupils gaping with rapid exhilaration, veins cracking with white electricity <3

[inkykeiji]

I'm sorry but dabi looks sooo hot in the S7 trailer and I just. Imagines him storming into your blog, seeing you simping for all these new men and just dragging you out by your ear like 😡 can't leave you alone for five minutes, a TV, really? 😆

HAHAHAHA his hair looks soooo fluffy and it just <333 makes me wanna pet him and thread my fingers through the tufts and pull >:) bUT ANYWAY HEHE THIS IS SO FUNNY TO THINK ABOUT????? because he so would. he’s storming through the doors with his big black boots shouting at the top of his lungs, just bellowing, all i can’t take my eyes off of you for a goddamn second, can i!? and then he is indeed knotting his knuckles in my hair and dragging me off to remind me of who i belong to and all of that fun stuff~

[inkykeiji]

scREAMING SOBBING STOMPING MY FEET OHHHH MY GOSH OH MY GOSH

what a beautiful thing to wake up to!! (人´∀`)♡