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Reorganized the figure shelves. Gojo is now so big in comparison omg

Yeah, I did the thing

Do I make semi bad financial decisions today fueled only by fandom brain.....I might......

Going to the card shop and seeing parents teaching their kids, specifically their daughters, how to play the games and involving them in their hobbies yes please do that more

✨Now up on AO3✨

archiveofourown.org/works/78568076

I worked on a schedule for the big 6 stories I have going on right now so MAYBE that will help me finish stuff and start posting new chapters of things.... really gonna try... (⁠๑⁠¯⁠◡⁠¯⁠๑⁠)

I've been trying to just focus on one a night to keep it interesting and soothe all of the screaming desire to write them all! So far so good??? But there is still a moment of frozen pause wanting them all still. I think making a list and scheduling things might be a good idea too...

someone help, i want to write everything and keep jumping around and there's not enough time or attention span in the day! I want neighbors and bulls and omegaverse and christian guilt and dingy bars and werewolves and and AND A N D

h e l p

ahhhhhhhh

I always forget how annoying it is to reformat threads, so this is taking longer...but also WHY IS IT 3,500 WORDS??? WHERE DID YOU COME FROM???

Tooth kink thread is updated and finished!

Gonna probs edit it and post it to ao3 for fun tomorrow ✌🏻

And then maybe finish something ELSE to post cause I've been so slow and quiet 👀

in his gum, feeling the early point of the new tooth coming through.

He thinks he can make do losing another one or two in the next month. There's plenty in there. They grow back.

He thinks they might look prettier around Bakugou's neck anyway.

🦈 end. 🦈

on a string hanging around his neck.

If anyone else notices, they don't say anything, at least not before Aizawa starts class, but Kirishima knows. He knows the shape and feel. He gave it to him. He blushes, knowing.

Kirishima stares at Bakugou the entire class. He runs his tongue over the hole

skin. "Course I do. Idiot." Another soft brush. "But I'll still take more teeth if you lose them."

Kirishima sighs out a laugh, relaxing into Bakugou's hold. "All yours."

Bakugou squeezes him a little harder. "/Always/ mine."

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The next day, Bakugou shows up to class with the tooth tied up

Kirishima is tense as Bakugou wraps his arms around his waist. He peers over his shoulder, spying Bakugou already with his eyes closed. He swallows.

"Hey, Bakugou?"

"Hm?"

"You like more than just my teeth...right?"

He feels Bakugou huff against the back of his neck, brushing a kiss against his

Bakugou finds it at the bottom, grabs it quickly, feeling the sharp edges in his palm. He can still see some blood at the root. Perfect.

Kirishima doesn't invite him to stay, and Bakugou doesn't ask, but he does climb into bed right behind Kirishima, presses tight to share the pillow.

"Uh...just my room?"

Bakugou perks up. "Good." Over eager. His heart races again. "I want it."

"Want it?" Kirishima turns, spits. "For what?"

"Just...give it to me."

Kirishima rolls his eyes, knowing that's all he's gonna get. "Fine. Fish it out of the trash can when we get back."

He watches Kirishima spit out saliva in his mouth, tinged slightly pink, and wonders if that's his or Kirishima's blood.

Kirishima barely has his toothbrush in his mouth when Bakugou has to ask again.

"Where'd you throw it out?"

Kirishima makes a face at him, mouth covered in toothpaste foam.

apparently cute story of having a shark-toothed child, but only had one thing on his mind.

The tooth.

When they get out, towels wrapped around their waist, going to brush their teeth and head up to bed, Bakugou keeps getting distracted as Kirishima flosses.

Bakugou bites the inside of his cheek.

Kirishima shrugged. "Nothing? Just threw it away. When I was little my mom got so mad cause I had so many falling out," he smiles, chuckling. "I had to stop throwing them outside after a while cause they became like landmines when she was out there gardening."

Bakugou hums, acknowledging the

their muscles relax and their heads empty.

Bakugou's head isn't that empty.

"Wha'dcha do with it?" he asks after a few minutes, peering across at Kirishima.

"Hm? With what?" His voice sounds soft, half asleep from everything.

"Your tooth."

Bakugou sunk into the steaming water, a little ache that reminded him it was probably not the best idea to initiate round two in the communal baths, but all the same he thought about it.

They had scrubbed all the evidence of sex from their bodies and now soaked for a little while, quietly letting

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Getting to the baths required a little more sneaking than usual.

Blood and cum spotted most of their attire, but thankfully everyone was either in their dorm or the common area and the bathrooms were empty by the time they made their way down.

The cuts along his finger stung as

"Idiot," Bakugou says, holds him closer, kisses him more. "You still need a bath."

Kirishima snorts. "/You/ need a first aid kit. And a bath "

Bakugou looks at his hand, his fingers all cut up, sluggishly oozing blood still. His cock throbs, hopeful.

He grins. "I hope they scar."

friend.

"That was pretty fucking great."

Kirishima nods, hands moving to wrap around Bakugou's waist, pulling them together, flush, cocks still wet, pants a mess, Kirishima leans up to kiss him again, a quick peck of agreement.

"Yeah...that was....I didn't know you liked my teeth that much."

again he swears, he wants to almost /try/--

Then he's pulling his finger free, grabbing Kirishima's face, not caring about the damage or blood, and leans down to kiss him again.

Wet, messy, bloody. He pricks his tongue before he pulls back, grinning down at the drool covered face of his best

Kirishima sucks Bakugou's fingers, tongue sliding over each digit. Bakugou's positive all he can taste is blood. All Bakugou can feel are those teeth and tongue and when he wiggles his fingers it hurts and then he bumps against that little opening, the tender damaged gum, and he thinks he can come

jerking, skin tearing, more pain, blood, Bakugou's entire body jerks with pleasure and suddenly his next slide is so much wetter, drenched, and he looks down to see Kirishima's added to the mess, cock throbbing as he drools out the last dribbles of his own orgasm, painting them both all pearl white.

nothing like a chomp, just a nibble, a /taste/-

Bakugou's head rolls back, balls tighten, his cock pulses. "FUCK!"

Kirishima bites down on his fingers and he comes, hard, shooting into Kirishima's palm, smearing his cock, his hip, stomach. He rocks his hips through it, fingers in Kirishima's mouth

Kirishima drooling, a mess, drool and blood and his tongue lolled. "Would you want to bite me?"

Kirishima's lips close around his fingers. Bakugou's breath hitches. His jaw clenches, teeth coming down. He feels the pressure, the sharp tips sinking so easily into his flesh even if it's not hard,

potential of those teeth, the danger, the possibility--

"I'd have to gag you," he groans, thoughts spilling over and tumbling from his mouth. "A ring gag. Or a spider. Something to keep you from biting too much."

/Too much/. Not at all, but just /enough/.

"Would you like that?" He looks down,