whitetail (@katzennaechte) — Bluesky Profile

4 days ago

really looking forward to this project!! i'm excited to be part of it with everybody ＼(≧▽≦)／

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1 week ago

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2 weeks ago

seems to be a common ao3 writer experience 😭

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2 weeks ago

he will be fed soon!! 🪰

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2 weeks ago

he's already had a filling dinner of the finest flies, don't listen to his lies...

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3 weeks ago

thank you 😭🎣

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3 weeks ago

every time i hit "post draft" on ao3 i feel like i've just agreed to be hunted for sport

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1 month ago

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1 month ago

thank you!! it was such a joy to write something to accompany dkbkphilia's lovely art 🥹🙏

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1 month ago

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1 month ago

rare kacchan pov...

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1 month ago

Izuku is pathetic and clingy and obscenely desperate. He hangs off of Katsuki’s arm the whole day at the beach, barely parts long enough to greet their friends, and insists far too frequently to re-apply Katsuki’s sunscreen with an unnerving intensity behind his blown pupils.
Katsuki offers his typical half-baked complaints, but he still rolls over when Izuku nudges at him, melting slightly under his crooked, shaky hands as they rub lotion into his posterior deltoids. He doesn’t say anything about the ragged pulls of air Izuku takes just above his nape or the tensing of Izuku’s thighs on either side of his hips.
The truth is that Izuku is pathetic and clingy and obscenely desperate and Katsuki is grossly into it. Izuku loving on him like a dog begging for its owner attention does things to him. Katsuki knows it sounds bad. He knows it seems sadistic at best, evil at worst.
It’s a dynamic, though. Or something. He read about it, one night when he couldn’t sleep and Izuku was wrapped around his waist like a horny, anxious limpet. What they have is a certain kind of arrangement where one of them is on top and the other is on the bottom. Not like sex, though. Like in terms of social hierarchy. Romantic hierarchy? Something.
What Katsuki means is that Izuku wants to be a dog. Izuku is into being a human dog. Psychosexually. And Katsuki is into the complementary side of that brain damaged deal.
Putting it that way is simple. The pull between them is magnetic, same as always, in all areas of their lives. Two sides of a whole.
Izuku is a dog. He loves Kacchan with the uncomplicated, singleminded devotion of a pet to its owner.
And Katsuki…what? He…
…Fucks…the dog?
Okay. Yeah, okay, it sounds bad.

It sounds bad, but Izuku is game. Izuku wants it like that. So it’s probably not bad. Regardless, it’s what they’ve got. Kacchan and Deku, fucked up and tied together in that fucked-up-ness from cradle to grave.
“C-can I do your front now, Kacchan?” Izuku pants against his ear. His voice quavers slightly, hitched with poorly suppressed excitement. He sounds less like a boyfriend and more like a pervert.
Fuck, he’s so creepy, Katsuki thinks as he grunts, turning over under Izuku’s body. Glossy eyes greet him, slightly unfocused over a parted, glistening mouth. His cock twitches at the sight, chest tightening. “Well?” he says. “What’re you waiting for?”
Izuku blinks. He swallows audibly. He slowly uncaps the bottom, squirting more sunscreen into his hands and rubbing them together to warm it up.
Katsuki tracks the motion of his hands, the subtle tremor of his wrists as they descend on him.
Izuku touches him like it’s the first time, every time. Like it’s something he shouldn’t be doing. Like he’s clawing at every scrap of Katsuki he can get. He’s as entitled as he is worshipful.
Katsuki is into it. Obviously. They sleep in the same bed. With all the positives and incredibly irritating negatives that entails.
How would he begin to explain the kind of rapturous feeling he gets when Izuku eats out of his hand? How that’s a typical weeknight for them, Izuku kneeling beside his chair in the kitchen, tongue splayed like he’s about to receive communion. How Katsuki plucks the meat from his plate between forefinger and thumb with a rare delicacy. How touching Izuku’s tongue feels like touching something larger than either of them. How it feels like taking as much as it feels like giving. How it feels like trust.
How it feels like love.

dusting off this wip again

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1 month ago

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1 month ago

aw thank you! ^^

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1 month ago

deku as a hungry seamonster chirping on a rock

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1 month ago

tiny spideku on a leaf, with a water droplet on his head

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1 month ago

deku as a seahorse mer, wearing a little collar with a bunny charm

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2 months ago

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2 months ago

😊🫶

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2 months ago

baby!!! 🕷️

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2 months ago

thank you! just a little spiderling 💚

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2 months ago

he would give you little kisses ^^

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2 months ago

peacock jumping spider hybrid deku resting on katsuki's hand. he is purring

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3 months ago

Bakugou and fluffy green spider centaur Deku laid up together with Bakugou's legs thrown over Deku's furry spider abdomen as he slouches in Deku's web nest. They both have books across their laps and look as if they've just stopped studying to chat.

Speech bubbles read:

Deku. You know-
Baku. Shut Up.
Deku. If the fangs really make you so... uncomfortable-
Baku. Izu, STFU.
Baku. Nothing about your fluffy ass could ever make me SCARED! So don't you EVER go thinking your shitty face could-!
Deku. Okay Kacchan ❤️

Kacchan is ~discovering~ some things about himself rn.
#SpiderDeku #BkDk #spider

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4 months ago

(posting something emo and disappearing again)

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4 months ago

and i'm powerless

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9 months ago

We love when Katsuki finally opens up! 🥹 Check out @katzennaechte.bsky.social’s fic to find out what happens next!

Pre orders open TOMORROW!

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