angsty bitch

The hag started ranting about putting together a posse, while Inko insisted they couldn't do that. They sounded like they were underwater to him. Deku presented before him. Deku's an omega. Deku...Deku's pregnant with someone's pup. He was storming out the door, his alpha in

He thought back to his moment of bliss. Deku had been rather quiet. Did he even cum? He hadn't checked, just assumed. Anger rose up, fucking nerd! How dare he not feel good on his dick?! He snatched up his phone and fired up the search engine. He was going to kill the shitnerd

Hero and to do that I need to be an alpha. So let me put your quirkless ass to some use!" He fished out a packet of lube from his pocket. He wasn't a complete monster to not prep Deku!

A Beta. Bkg would be damned if he had the same gender as fucking Deku. "Oi!" He snapped out and Deku startled at the noise. He needed to be sure. "You present yet?" "Oh! No-no, the doctors said I'd be a late bl-bloomer." He grinned, perfect. "Good news fucker, I realized

Only that frog had a phone cord sticking out from the back end. He rushed to it and dialed Katsuki's number. Only for it to be sent to voice mail after one ring. He tried again. Again he was sent to voice mail. A third time and the man finally answered. “𝘍𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘰𝘧𝘧!”

So if I wanna marry your ass, I'm going to marry your ass.” Izuku blinked hard, and his face screwed up in contempt. “You can't just decide something like that!” “Why not?”

He rested an arm on the wall above Izuku, a small smile played on his lips. This close up, he could definitely tell the man had makeup around one eye. "Do you know...you are very pretty when you are being pleased?"

In a twist Deku." He glared up at him, ignoring the hardening bulge right on front of his face. "Well?!" He smiled, which was creepy without it being a smirk, "it's piece of mind really. A tracking chip." "A tracking--I am not an animal!" He leapt to his feet in anger

"I also know you're fucking smart, so you probably know I'm buttering you up." Izuku's tilted his head, "obviously Kacchan. But why?" A knock at the door frame showed a maid leading a few men into the room. All were dressed in scrubs and one with a white lab coat.

He was then dragged to the dining room where breakfast was served. His favorite crepe flavors! He happily sucked whip cream off his finger when a chill went down his spine. He looked up to see red eyes intensely watching him. Izuku felt like he was dunked into a cold bath.

To safely escape that way. Not that he planned to escape per se, he just wanted to keep his options open considering that Bkg seemed to be getting more unstable by the day. Mina joined him for a movie one day. Her half ear reminding him of the last blowout with Bkg.

He knew if he didn't clean up, Bkg will make him...eat it all so as not to make a mess of the bed. "You're sleeping with me from now on." "W-why?" The question leaked out, his voice cracking and hoarse. He snorted and peeked back at Izuku from the bathroom, "your voice sounds

forced to resign himself to being nothing but a stuffed animal for the night. Soon the exhaustion of the kidnapping, and whatever the fuck that had just been with Bkg pulled his eyes closed and asleep. . . .

EMERALD butt plug in your ass. Why the fuck didn't you just give them that? Why did you just let yourself suffer?!" He wanted to laugh. It almost sounded like the man actually cared. But this was still very confusing, his head tilted to the side, "I'm supposed to do what

"Why?" Bkg's voice was so dark and cold, Izuku shuddered. "I--what?" Bkg stepped closer and forced Izuku's head to crank and look up at him. His eyes had gone wide, the pupils almost pin-pricks. "Why? Why the fuck are you like this?"

"I don't understand. Say it again or let me read the damn contract!" Izuku snapped a hand out and snatched the paper from another coworker. "Midoriya Izuku." A dark chuckle froze Izuku's heart.

The two groups erupted into an argument. Izuku tried to crawl away but was yanked back to his feet. Katsuki's giant arm wrapped around his shoulders and smashed him against his hard body. "This twink sucks dick 10x better than you ever did! Amateur bitch!"

Katsuki slapped his lips with the fat thing, "Then open..." Izuku was still to scared to do anything. "One." Izuku shook his head again. "Two." Tears flowed freely now, and Katsuki pulled a switch blade out from nowhere. "Thr--" Izuku hastily sucked the tip into his mouth

He shakily pointed a finger up, “Is-is that a camera?” Kacchan paled and whipped his head up. “...fuck.” The PA speaker system wired across the campus dinged. “Bakugo Katsuki and Midoriya Izuku to the principal's office immediately. I repeat Bakugo—“