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Emerging from my internet hibernation to say 📢 I WROTE CHAPTER 7 OF THE #KRBK ROUND ROBIN FIC 📢

The horrors persist but so does Kiribaku 🍓💥 Please check out this collaborative work by so many fun, talented people in our fanfic community.

Let’s goooo! Chapter 3 of the #krbk round robin fic is out now!

These bitches gay... look how Bakugou looking at Kirishima bro 🤭 subtlety who, Bakugou doesn't know her

MERMAID KIRI! YEARNING KATSUKI! Does it get any better than that? (No, no it does not)

a close up of a person 's face with their mouth open and the word my visible . ALT: a close up of a person 's face with their mouth open and the word my visible .

Ugh Bakugou is so beautiful and he knows it, which is why he always chooses Gremlin™

Could not be more thrilled to take part in this #KRBK round robin event! The amount of talent in this group is unreal ❤️🧡

Happy 12/15 KRBK day everyone! I have just published the first chapter to a new long fic series I’ll be writing!

I know a lot of my followers don’t read incomplete fics, but for anyone who might be interested in this one, here’s the link! Hope you like!

Just wanted to say, for no reason ofc, how much I love the way that all the fanworks we love are created by how their creator's thoughts, feelings, experiences, preferences, memories, and way more jumble around together in the weirdness that's the human mind, no "generative" machinery required!

Writing rare pair fanfic is exceptionally special. All of my fic are near and dear to my heart, but there’s a certain level of self love in writing fic when you know almost nobody will read it.

Just a little treat for me. A story I’d want to read and a gift for any other weirdos like me 

This is actually incredible

Taken from Sam Landman on FB but not sure if he is the artist. Graphic saying AI is for losers, reject fascism think for yourself. I can make Art that’s ugly and bad all by myself thank you very much

Kirishima holds up a Dynamight keychain he got from a gashapon machine for 400 yen.

First try! #mha

[ #bnha #kiribaku ]
💌

Kirishima "You Make My Heart Soft and My Dick Hard" Eijirou

If all porn is made illegal, you can also make illegal the expression of any person you hate by defining them as obscene and pornographic.

"Existing while visibly trans" will be argued to be pornographic. Women dressing insufficiently modestly will be argued to be pornographic.

I think these were the very first krbk sketches I did. I was still getting used to drawing them and obsessed with thoughts of them going to the gym

🧡❤️
As he says

#kiribaku #mha

MY 👏 SON 👏

That is the front-runner for “best case scenario” 100%. I’d love to see it

Remains to be seen! She asked me to help her set up an ao3 account so she could read it. That’s the next step. I may be opening her up to an entirely new world here

Shall I share her response when she gets around to reading it? 🙈💀

🧨の綴りがmiteじゃなくてmightなのを今日知ったんですけども〜‼︎😭

My grandma found out I wrote a 368k word #krbk fanfic over the past year.

“Let me read it,” she said.

“It swears a lot, Grandma.”

“You know I don’t care.”

“It’s really gay, Grandma.”

“You know I don’t care.”

“It’s really smutty, Grandma.”

“I’m no prude. SEND THE LINK.”

I sent it to her.

Had that drabble saved in my google docs for weeks now and just couldn’t find the time to actually post it. Why is it so easy to write and so hard to do anything that’s not writing?

The words he speaks are muffled by Eijirou’s T-shirt, but Katsuki has no intention of moving. “Fucking fine, Shitty Hair. A few more minutes.”

[end]

Katsuki’s shoulder blades. “Promise. Just a few more minutes?”

Heart racing and blood pumping, Katsuki sinks further into Eijirou’s arms, and it’s all too easy to concede.

“Mm, yeah,” Eijirou murmurs, and when he pulls Katsuki back into his chest, Katsuki swears he feels Eijirou’s cheek nuzzle against his hair. “So what?”

Katsuki blushes, red hot as Eijirou’s arms tighten. “So—I’m not gonna be late!”

“You won’t,” Eijirou practically purrs, fingers tracing

curling around his bicep and gently tugging him back down to the mattress.

Katsuki lets him do it, but still feels the need to warn Eijirou, “It’s a school day, dumbass.”

Katsuki slips right out of Eijirou’s grasp, ready to help rouse the redhead and get them both on the move. Eijirou’s eyes flutter open, red as the sunrise and sweet as candy apples, and yes, he’s awake, but he doesn’t follow Katsuki’s lead. His hand slides up Katsuki’s arm,

strong enough to keep Katsuki in this bed with a single arm slung over his body. He wonders if Eijirou is strong enough to handle him—to really give it a try.

His alarm goes off then, signaling the beginning to another school day. As much as it pains him to do so,