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Bakugou’s head pounded as he struggled to fit his front door key into the lock, roughly smashing it against the cold metal until it clicked. Practically falling into his house as he strumbled to regain his balance, fuckin’ dunce face and his happy hour strawberry daiquiris. He’d always told him that those drinks were the most lethal, the ones that would really get you in trouble.

He hadn’t planned on going out to celebrate his birthday, perfectly content with spending the evening at home cooking his favourite mapu tofu and watching reruns of the American All Might documentary; but instead he’d found himself at a dingy dive bar surrounded with all his friends who insisted on plying him with drinks. Practically groaning at the puppy dog eyes Kirishima had given him when he’d returned with a tray of shots, “You need to let yourself relax and unwind a little, Bakubro! It’s not good keeping yourself so pent up.”

And perhaps his best friend was right.

Collapsing onto his bed as he attempted to struggle out of his jeans, barely able to unbutton them before giving up with his chest heaving. For fucks sake, the room was spinning. It didn’t help that his cock was stood proudly at half mast, bulging beneath the denim and desperate for some sweet relief. He’d spent the entire day bricked up, and the alcohol had only worsened the sensation.

Bakugou unlocked his cellphone to check for the time, wincing when a bright 1:49AM flashed across the screen. But even more glaringly obviously was the influx of notifications that had caught his eye, a multitude of them replying to a post that in his drunken stupor he hadn’t even realised he had sent.

Replies:

Reply from @kweenkatsuki-fics just head, king?

Reply from @kingkatsuki who knew Dynamight was such a slut?

Reply from @saturnsorbits thought you said you weren’t that desperate, huh?

Reply from @bakugotrashpanda video attached, hit me up

Reply from @strafepanzer anyone will do huh?

A Bakugou Birthday Bash Collab!!!!! A mix of smut and crack fics we've whipped up and hope you enjoy! Please be sure to check back for the fics on the mentioned blogs! Fics will be posted around Bakugou's birthday! 420 blaze it 🍃

Reply from @katsukikitten picture attached, location shared

Intro written by @kingkatsuki

*cracks knuckles* okay let’s try this

kentohours -> sugurei

it’s still me!! your favorite leigh!!

rbs are appreciated!! <3

This blog's owner supports Palestine all the way.

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ᴅʀᴀʙʙʟᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ (ʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴ 2.0ᴋ ᴇᴀᴄʜ )

ꜱʜᴀʀɪɴɢ ɪꜱ ᴄᴀʀɪɴɢ ✧.* ᴍᴀᴛʜ ʜᴏᴍᴇᴡᴏʀᴋ ✧.* ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴄʜᴇꜱꜱ ✧.* ꜱᴘᴏʀᴛꜱ ꜰᴇꜱᴛɪᴠᴀʟ ✧.* ɪɴᴊᴜʀᴇᴅ ✧.* ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ✧.* ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ✧.* ᴘʜᴇʀᴏᴍᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴜᴍᴇ ✧.* ʟɪɢʜᴛ ꜱʟᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ✧.* ꜱɪᴛᴜᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ɢᴀᴍᴇ ✧.* ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ✧.* ᴊᴇᴀʟᴏᴜꜱʏ ✧.* ᴋɴᴏᴛꜱ ✧.* ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ

ʜᴇᴀᴅᴄᴀɴɴᴏɴꜱ (ʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴ 0.2ᴋ)

ʙ.ᴋ ʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ᴀ ᴋɪɴᴅᴇʀɢᴀʀᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴇᴀᴄʜᴇʀ ๋࣭ ⭑ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ᴠᴇɢɢɪᴇꜱ ๋࣭ ⭑ʀᴀᴍᴇɴ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ๋࣭ ⭑ ʙʀᴇᴀᴋ ᴜᴘ

ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ (6.5ᴋ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟ)

ɪᴍ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏʏ ☽｡⋆ ᴛʜᴀᴛꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴏᴡ ɪᴛ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ☽｡⋆ ɪ ꜱᴇᴛ ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴏɴ ꜰɪʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʀᴍ

ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀ ᴀʀᴄ (ʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴛʜᴀɴ 4.0ᴋ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟ)

ᴘᴛ 1 ✮⋆˙ ᴘᴛ 2

ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀʟʀᴇᴀᴅʏ ♡ (2.8 ᴋ)

ꜱᴛᴜᴄᴋ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴍᴇɴᴛ

ᴘᴛ1

ᴀꜱᴋꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛꜱ (2.6ᴋ ᴛᴏᴛᴀʟ)

ꜰɪʀᴇꜰɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴘᴛ.1 ⋆·˚ ꜰɪʀᴇꜰɪɢʜᴛᴇʀ ᴘᴛ.2

With all of the bad things going on in the world I give you: good rich person bakugou.

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Bakugou who uses family wealth for good. In an effort to be more hero like, he strolls down the streets of Mustafu giving home cooked food to the homeless in the street.

Bakugou who uses at least two weekends a month to donate time to a soup kitchen near UA. With all of the inflation and animosity in the world, he gives back the only way he knows how: acts of service.

Bakugou who gains a rapport with the locals simply by checking in. Asking one of the regulars he checks in on how her sick son is doing with the medicine he paid for.

Bakugou who was raised by his mother to never make fun of those less monetarily fortunate.

Bakugou who goes out of his way to defend those being picked on for reasons out of their control; picking up trash near makeshift homes, going to protests of anti homeless laws, and starting arguments with assholes in the street that make jokes.

Bakugou is too observant for his own good, noticing one of the boys he always sees in the park wearing clothes a little too small on his little frame. Who sneakily sparks a conversation and discreetly slips a note and some money into the boys pocket to not embarrass his family.

There's literally nothing Katsuki wouldn't do for Izuku.

He became a little bit more silent, kind and patient in general, but Katsuki is constantly screaming with his actions how much he loves Izuku; he died and lived for him, he spent eight years of his life working his ass off only to save money for a suit that could make Izuku's dreams come true.

Like I know he offered his hand to Izuku in the end, but I am certain Katsuki absolutely yearns for more.

Like Take my hand, take my whole life too type of thing. He wants to have Izuku in his life in every way possible because being his rival is not enough anymore.

gojo was talking about his day while you chopped stuff for dinner and smacking his hand whenever he tried to taste something, he said he would help you cook but as a good gold retriever he just stand by you watching and babbling.

megumi entered the kitchen, right after he left the shower, hair wet and sticking to his forehead.

the sight made your heart give one strong beat and stop.

that was man that almost took your life and satoru’s all those years ago. the man who shot a little girl. the man who made your best friend abandon everything you knew.

“gross” megumi murmurs and leaves the kitchen.

you didn’t realize what happened until he spoke. satoru was behind you, arms strongly tightened around your figure.

from megumi’s point of view it seemed he was hugging you.

what he couldn’t see was satoru’s tight grip on your hand that held the knife you were using for food with a new, darker, intention.

“easy” he whispered, helping you put the weapon down. when you came back to your senses you gasped and dropped the knife that fell loudly on the sink.

“fuck— satoru, i don’t know what came over me” you hugged yourself, feeling the scar on your chest throb.

your husband softened his grip, now properly hugging you, “do you think he noticed?” you could feel him slightly shaking.

“no, i covered you” you turned to hug him back, kissing the small scar on his forehead, “someday we’re gonna have to—“

“i know” you cut before he could say the inevitable, the scene that haunts you in your dreams, “just not now. we are happy now” his eyes were dark, unlike the crystal blue you always saw.

you kissed his cheek and hugged him tightly. you knew the truth weighted on satoru’s shoulder even more than yours.

“yeah… we’re happy… now” he mumbled on your neck, repeating what you said like a mantra.

need a man to say "keep crying, I'm about to cum" while he repeatedly forces his fat cock into my tight holes

hi, i don't know if you've seen the statistics for the arab.org clicks but in the last quarter of 2023, they generated $380 for unrwa - not a huge amount in context of palestinians who need much more than that to leave gaza, but nobody had to donate those dollars. those were generated. and generally, they raise ~$100 per quarter, with most of it coming from their own bridging the gap of donations to make it worth it. i got curious and looked at the stats yesterday and just thought i'd point it out because i feel like people don't see the results of the "daily click" and maybe this would prove that it is actually well worth it. wishing you well <3

thank you anon, that’s a really amazing point!! here’s a reminder to do your daily clicks.

arab.org

Help the Palestinian People with a Click

Please help deliver support to Palestinian families; all you have to do is to click once a day for free, every day!

Imagine:

Being part of The Croods and Guy liking you.

Guy is honestly one of the cutest animated guys ever. How could I not make an imagine about him?

(Y/N) juggled the shell that Guy gave him with some rocks. He heard someone sneaking up behind him.

"Don't." He heard someone breath out.

"Wow. You're really good." Guy chuckled, getting into pace with him.

"Thanks." He replied, letting the rocks drop. Guy glanced at Belt.

"How'd you learn to juggle?"

"Juggle?"

"Yeah. It's what you were doing. Tossing things." Guy explained hurriedly. (Y/N) hummed, giving him the shell back.

"Keep it. You seem to like it." Guy smiled. (Y/N) glanced at him.

"You're cute, you know. Eep called you a boar." (Y/N) told him, smiling at the memory.

"Yeah, she was really scary." Guy mumbled.

"I'm guessing as the oldest you're the most laidback?" Guy looked at him. (Y/N) shrugged.

"I'm not like Thunk who's scared of everything or Eep who's curious.. Sandy is a wild animal." (Y/N) chuckled.

"I guess I'm laidback."

"I like it. It's cute like you." Guy said, nervously.

"Was that a.. 'joke'?" (Y/N) asked. Guy shook his head.

"A compliment."

"What's that?" (Y/N) tilted his head.

"When you say something nice.. About someone. I was trying to flirt with you but..." Guy sighed.

"Flirt? What's that?" Guy squeaked as Eep poked her head between them.

"It's um... When you like someone so you try to uh, get them to like you back." Guy's voice got higher towards the end of his sentence. Eep blinked and stepped away. (Y/N) chuckled.

"I like you too, Guy."

Gifs aren't mine.