#not furry deku

[emeraldotter]

baby boy

[puppyeared]

these two are so interesting to me

characters belong to @canisalbus

[melomlr]

Bkdk 🐕🐇 au

[cheese-doorstop48]

Silly little furry tddk

[spinji]

Get a man who can do both.

[sloppygoaty]

dw he's not actually sad, just being dramatic

i've had this specific idea stuck in my mind for months so it was about time i drew it lol AND IF U SAW A TYPO NO YOU DIDN'T

+a few other extras under the cut

small cozy doodle i did for funsies

And a deleted version of the last panel bc the first one looked waaay too serious and not silly like i intended, my man looks like he just saw someone die asdfghj

[theredghostart]

スマッシュ!!!!

[dragonkittyipod]

dawg

[narenohate]

Get packaged idiot

Erasercat & Meowdoriya are a pair of hand embroidered, handsewn plushies made from nazfx's cat pattern, for a dear friend of mine : D

each of them measures.... Oddly tall, and heavy to match, since i like weighing down my plush pieces for ease of cuddling

I love Meowdoriya's stupid eyes. I hope my messy photography skills dont detract much from how Mindless he seems.

[emeraldotter]

work doodles

[dekuusional]

I haven't even made an introduction post to the furry AU but I have already made some sketches of Dekusagi (haha get it??) in Season 6 moments because they are still so fresh in my head... I am emotionally destroyed and I love it

[p0stalguy]

THANK YOU @pk-starst0rm FOR MAKING ME THIS AWESOME FURSONA WITH ALL MY INTERESTS INCORPORATED INTO IT I LOVE HIM 😭😭😭😭

[quinncupine]

Cat Burglar

Relationship: Izuku Midoriya X Gender Neutral Reader

Word count: 1,556

Notes: Some domestic fluff, cats, and poor attempts at humor I wrote at 3am

Summary:  When someone breaks into your home during the night, you and Izuku are ready to defend the house...until you realize just what broke in.

Quinn’s Masterlist

A quiet thud woke your already restless sleep. The bedroom was still layered in shades of darkness. Only the last dregs of the lamp lights outside filtered through the slits in the curtains. You half squinted your bleary eyes open, still on the precipice of sleep when another thump echoed from the hall, clearing your still sleep-bogged mind. Something was in the house.

Beside you, Izuku snored softly, dead asleep. It wasn't all that surprising. He'd just come home from working a double. The man took his work seriously; something you usually admired but not when it came at the cost of his health. He probably only had a few hours of sleep under his belt this week so it was best not to wake him if it could be helped.

His arm had found its home loosely wrapped around your stomach at some point in the night, face pressed into your shoulder as he cuddled against your warmth. He was always so affectionate but even more so when he was asleep. It was something you found adorable, and he found flustering whenever you brought it up. The last thing you wanted to do was disturb him when he needed this downtime the most, so as carefully as you could you lifted his arm off and slipped out of bed. Now that your side was empty, Izuku frowned, muttered something incomprehensible, then rolled to the other side.

Another small crash echoed down the hall. This time it sounded like glass breaking. A flutter of anxiety swirled through your stomach as you made your way to the closet where you stored your trusty baseball bat. Hefting the weighty hunk of metal over your shoulder, you crept into the shadows of the hall. Your quirk might not have been all that impressive enough to win a fight, but you had one hell of a swing.

After a few featherlight steps down the hall, focusing on what little you could see of the living room at the end, a hand suddenly fell on your shoulder. With a startled yelp, you put all your power into your swing and spun around, waving the bat like a mad woman. The force you put behind it would've put the pro batters to shame.

"Whoa!" Izuku caught the bat mid-swing as if it were nothing more than a foam toy. "What are you doing?

Blowing a sputtered sigh of relief, you wrenched the bat from his grasp. "You scared me Izuku!" you scolded quietly, clutching your chest. "Don't sneak up on me like that!"

"Sorry." He rubbed the sleep from his eyes. "Why are we whispering? And why are you sneaking around with my bat?"

"I heard something," you said, pointing the bat towards the living room. "So I'm investigating."

"Why didn't you wake me?"

"Because you and I both know you need the sleep." With a grin, you patted your bat. "And I got 'Ole Rusty here."

Izuku quirked a brow, opening his mouth to say something, but another muffled crash came from the direction of the kitchen. He frowned, his defenses kicking into gear, and stepped in front of you, intent on taking the lead. With a frustrated huff, you stepped around him, hiking the bat over your shoulder.

"Y/N," he grumbled, not entirely shocked by your actions. After all, this wasn't the first time you'd taken things into your own hands. "Let me handle this."

"Uh, excuse me," you haughtily scoffed, "but who's the one with the bat here?" Turning a challenging glare on him, you watched as he struggled with what to say so as not to offend you.

A couple of garbled words died on his lips a few times as he debated before he thought better of it and sighed, resigned to your whim. He waved his hand in defeat and with a triumphant smirk, you continued down the hall. It didn't matter that he was a top pro hero with the crazy-powerful quirk. This was your domain…although it didn't hurt to have him as backup…just in case. Regardless, the man could never win an argument with you, something you were quite skilled at by now.

The living room lights were shut off, but through the dim glow coming from the window, you saw the overturned lamp with a ripped shade lying by the sofa. One of the curtains had been torn off the rod, piled in a heap by the open window. That must've been the entry point for whoever dared to intrude in your home.

With a few overly dramatic hand signals you'd picked up from a movie, you proceeded to the kitchen. Izuku cocked his head, completely at a loss on what you just did, but followed closely behind anyway. The entryway into the kitchen was dim with only the oven light to go by. A large shadow stretched across the floor before quickly racing to the other side of the room. This was it. Someone really was in there. Squeezing the bat tightly in your hands, you glanced behind you to make sure Izuku was still with you, then made your move.

Stepping up to the threshold, you flicked on the lights. The bat raised over your head, and you leaped into the room with a war cry.

"FREEZE!"

Dishes rattled from one of the cabinets before a few cups fell out and shattered on the counter. The door burst open and a small black ball shot over onto the island and scampered towards you like a dart. Yelping, you ducked down just as it soared above you, and clashed into Izuku in a fit of indignant hisses.

The poor man stumbled back, nearly tripping over his bare feet as he struggled with the angry ball trying to attach itself to his face. After a few attempts, he managed to detach the claws hooked into his skin and held the wriggling cat at arm's length while the small feline struggled to free itself in panicked alarm.

"Aww, it's just a sweet little kitty," you dropped the bat and walked over to the two.

"Sweet?" Izuku gave you a delirious look as he strained to keep his grip on the wailing creature. "You call this sweet?"

"Oh please," rolling your eyes, you easily grabbed the cat by the scruff who immediately calmed down and went limp in your arms after a few gentle pats to the head. "You're not scared of this little cutie pie are you?"

"How did it even get in here?" He ignored your question, crossing his arms.

"Oh," pointing to the open window in the living room, you gave him a sheepish smile. "I think I might've forgotten to close that window before we went to bed. He must've climbed in." The cat snuggled into your arms with a deep purr. "Where'd you come from little guy? Are you hungry?"

"Hold on, if you feed it, it's only gonna keep coming back."

"Oh, hush. You're just upset 'cause a cute wittle kitty cat bested you in your jammies."

"It surprised me I didn't- why am I even arguing this?" His face flushed as his argument spluttered into embarrassed mumblings. "Does it have a collar?" He finally settled on.

"I'm pretty sure it's a he." You cooed at the little cat who had nuzzled his face into your chest, practically melting in your embrace. "And no, he doesn't."

"Y/N, you know he can't stay, right?"

"Oh come on, you're really going to turn down a cute face like this?" Holding the cat up to his own face, you stuck your lip out in a pout. "Have a heart, hero!"

"Did you see what that cute face did to my cute face -" he paused, realizing what he just said, and shook his hands wildly. "Wait, no I meant- I'm not- well, you know what I mean!"

Seeing him crash and burn in his own words had you giggling. "Are you threatened another man is gonna take over the house?" you teased, cradling the cat. "Aww, honey, it's okay. I'll still love you too."

It was his turn to roll his eyes dramatically, but a small smile did quirk up on his lips, matching his bright red cheeks. "Fine…but we're going to figure out if he already has a family before you start adding him to the will."

"Oh, don't listen to him," you babbled to the purring cat. "He's just embarrassed. Come on kitty, let's get you something to eat."

"I'm not emb- it's the…I…" he was once again struggling for the right words. It didn't take long for him to give up and let out a breathy sigh.

"Go to bed, Honey." He blinked when you kissed him on the cheek, running your thumb lightly over the tiny scratch there. "I can handle it from here."

He thought about arguing some more, but there was no changing your mind once something was decided. Especially with the way you were lovingly staring with those giant doe eyes of yours at the little black furball purring away in your arms. Closing his eyes, he ran a tired hand down his face and wordlessly turned back to the bedroom, resigned to welcome the newest member of the family tomorrow, and he would definitely need his sleep for that.

[lempeeartz]

If I don't draw hearts around my bkdk art, is it really my bkdk art? <(｀^´)>

<3

[fablepaint]

Some paintings from Further Confusion of work colleagues from Iron Circus, a person at a table having a conversation, a fursuiter, and a beanie baby and Deku figurine I painted at home.

Caricatures of work friends are ink and watercolor, the rest are poster paints (similar to gouache).

[sloppygoaty]

i MIGHT have gotten a bit out of hand and drew way more than anticipated, but it was 100% worth it