This makes for a pretty amazing early birthday present. Arrived yesterday and I'm absolutely in love with it all. An amazing job to everyone at @todofamzine and those who helped to bring this awesome piece together 😍
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@lesbian-peanut-writer
This makes for a pretty amazing early birthday present. Arrived yesterday and I'm absolutely in love with it all. An amazing job to everyone at @todofamzine and those who helped to bring this awesome piece together 😍
I am in love!! I ordered these on Friday and they arrived today. I can't get over how beautiful they are, I was sad that I missed out on the keychains but super happy that I got the stickers. The detail behind each of them is amazing. @mariliyaa did an amazing job with these and I will 100% be back to get more stickers and other products! I have my eye on a Dabi mug for sure!
I got my zine today from @tddk-serendipity-zine today and I have to say it is amazing! Right down to the beautiful red ribbon used to the the entire thing together. I commend everyone who took part in the process of bringing this wondrous masterpiece together. To the artists and writers who participated, thank you so much. A huge thanks to the mod team for the time and effort they all put in to make this happen! It is truly beautiful work and I'm in love with it all.
~Lesbian Peanut
Unexpected
Finally!!! The first of the day 31 fics is finally finished. I’m terribly sorry that I’ve taken this long to get the story finished but it is finally here! this one was requested by @obsidian003 who was more than helpful when I got stuck and failed to find a way to move on with the story. They request Aizawa in the Zombie AU and Omegaverse, with the prompt “Well looks like my cat found a kitten.” I hope you enjoy what I came up with and that the ending isn’t a disappointment. I owe you a part 2 for this one and I will get to it as soon as I can.
~Lesbian Peanut
Word Count: 2186
There was nothing worse than the world coming to its inevitable end, unless of course Zombies count. Do those suckers actually count? Yeah, they count! Zombies had never been a favourite of yours, movies and books that were centred around them had always left your nerves on edge, leaving you with a lingering sense of dread. The day the Zombie apocalypse rolled into town though, it didn’t exactly go the way you had always been expecting it to go down. Sure, people went into a dead panic and the shops started to get looted for anything that wasn’t locked down by desperate people but you didn’t actually panic like you had always thought you would. You had taken the whole thing within your stride, had just let it be but you had always been a more relaxed Omega than was normal and that was saying something. It only took a week minimum for the real terror of the whole situation to sink in, Alphas who had turned to Zombies.
You quickly came to prefer the movies or books where the only thing Zombies were ever known or interested in going after were the brains of other unsuspecting people and didn’t get a sickening sense of pride when it came time to hunt their prey. Alphas turning into Zombies appeared to create some form of strange chemical imbalance and primal awakening in them, changing them into these violent hunting machines that were driven by their instincts; creatures that couldn’t be reasoned with not even by an Omega. You had always thought that Alphas had been the ones who overpowered all the others and the apocalypse had only served to strengthen your reasons behind your beliefs. These primal Alphas spread terror faster than a wild fire could burn and caused far more destruction than any of the other Zombies around.
It turned out the Zombies weren’t the only problem people had to worry about, the living proved to be a rather large issue for people as well. While towns were being brought to their knees and turned to ghost towns by ravenous Zombies, refugee camps for survivors were being attacked by those who were still living which proved to be a pain in the arse. You had taken it upon yourself to travel from camp to camp, attempting to find one which was secluded enough from all the others and hoped that it wouldn’t be found by those who would seek to destroy the facility. It was because of this exact reason that you had recently taken to the road, rather than being tucked away in a well-known refuge and run the risk of being found by marauders. You weren’t exactly alone for your entire journey though; you had stumbled across some company while out and about.
Disobeyed Me
Kinktober Day 23 is actually here now. I’m sorry that it is late but at least I got it done. I was almost going to skip doing this one but I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I know a few of you have been looking forwards to this one and my good friend @ikinabi has also been waiting for me to get this one out. I hope I’ve done justice for our amazing Nemuri Kayama and that you enjoy how I portrayed the story.
~Lesbian Peanut
Word Count: 2342
Content Warning: Omegaverse, punishment, inappropriate behaviour, orgasm denial?
Your body shook uncontrollably as you kept your eyes trained straight ahead, unable to look away from the events unfolding before you. It had been a good night to start with, that is until it wasn’t and things became rough. You wish you could forget what had happened, but it was as though it was haunting you instead. You had only been trying to do your job as you did any other night when some lowballing Alpha had tried to slip his hands up under your dress, something all other patrons knew was off limits in the establishment. It hadn’t taken very long for someone to inform your alpha of what had befallen you and for her to take an appropriate course of action to reprimand the person responsible.
“Have you learned your lesson now, you filthy little pig? Perhaps, you’d like for me to teach you a little more?” Her voice was full of malice and distaste as it left her lips in a snarl.
“You’re a fucking psychotic bitch!” Your body went rigid as those words were spat back at your Alpha by the man cowering on the floor. The would-be Alpha shuffling back along the floor as he attempted to make his escape through the front door.
I Only Want You
I know I’m really late with this one and I just want to apologise for that. I’ve been really busy packing stuff and moving houses, while cleaning a house for an upcoming inspection; basically I’ve been run off my feet. I apologise that this is really late and my writing schedule has been thrown out but unfortunately having a house to live in comes first and foremost. I hope you’re all able to understand where I’m coming from and that you’ll be happy with the story I’ve produced for you all.
Now, on with it. Here is the TodoMomo story for day 21 of Kinktober. I’ll make sure to catch up on the ones I’ve missed since then. I hope you all like what I wrote and enjoy it Lil Peanuts.
~Lesbian Peanut Writer
Word Count: 5337
Content Warning: office sex, fake relationship, cheating
You tapped your foot impatiently as you waited on the elevator, your mind focused solely on the fact you were stuck back at work on a Friday night and were missing out on the chance to catch up with your friends. It was late evening, edging ever closer to midnight and everyone else in the Agency had already headed home; probably enjoying their nights too. Your two bosses being the only ones beside yourself, who had taken to staying back for the night. You usually didn’t volunteer yourself to stay back so late but this one time, they had asked you specifically to stay behind in order to help them out with the backlog of paperwork and you being the hopeless fool you were; said yes.
Truth be told though; you were hopelessly in love with one of your bosses and you’d been crushing on them since the day you had first started working at the Agency. There was just one little problem with that, they were already in a steady relationship and to top it all off their relationship was with your other boss. Rumours of an impending marriage had already been circulating through the headlines of papers for quite some time now and the first time you’d seen the headlines; your heart had practically shattered. It sounded so stupid whenever you admitted your feelings out loud to any of your friends, but nothing you did seemed to be able to stop you from loving them.
The ding and sound of the metal elevator doors sliding open caught your attention, pulling you from your thoughts as it informed you it had arrived at your designated floor. You squeezed yourself through the gap in the doors, not waiting for them to open fully in your hurry to get your arse into the office so you could drop off the finished paperwork to your boss and then get the hell out of that place. You skidded to a halt as you came face to face with the thick wooden door to their office, deadpanning the heavy object before you as you realised; you would have to open it. Sure, it was just a useless piece of wood that gave privacy to your bosses but it was a heavy piece of wood and moving it was difficult for someone as little as you. Shaking your shoulders loose, you turned and pressed your arse against the door before struggling to push the damn thing inwards.
It was empty inside, not exactly what you had been expecting but kind of comforting in a strange sort of way. You were quiet as you walked over to the mahogany desk across the room, placing down all the finished folders of paperwork before deciding to take a look around the room. There was very little detail to the office, which came as no surprise when you took into consideration that Shoto Todoroki was a minimalist at the best of times. The few things that were scattered around the office, like the plants and pictures; had all been picked out by Momo herself. You smiled as you walked over to the photo hanging behind the desk, your fingers skimming the surface of the cold glass and tracing the outline of the body beneath it. You knew his figure well; it was something you had memorised on your first day there and every day thereafter.
Call My Name
I DID IT!! Don’t ask me how I managed to focus long enough to actually smash this out, but I did. I bring to you all Day 18 of Kinktober with out wonderful Daddy Aizawa. Hopefully you all like the way I wrote for this man, considering I threw him into my God Au. Gosh, I really love the way this story turned out and I’m hoping this is the beginning of a pretty cool God Au. So, enjoy Day 18 my Lil Peanuts.
~Lesbian Peanut
Word Count: 2785
Content Warning: Asphyxiation
“Been a while, (Name).”
You shivered as his breath fanned over the back of your neck, his hands coming up under your arms before cupping your breasts securely within them. “You only have yourself to blame for that Shota, or should I call you Mars; perhaps you’d prefer Hachiman this time around.” You gasped as his hand came up to wrap around your throat roughly, cutting off your air supply as his lips pressed against your ear and he growled low.
“You know better than to call me by those names while I’m with you, (Name).” Shota growled before releasing you and spinning you around to face him. “Now, greet me properly.”
You swallowed back your saliva as you held your hand to your throat, heat flooding your cheeks as you looked up into his face. His dark hair was pulled back tight into a ponytail, the likes of which sat on the very crown of his head and you could only ever dream of achieving that level of perfection. His scar jutted out against his cheek, the memory of caring for him after he received the wound still fresh in your mind. Darkness was all that was reflected back at you though when you looked into his onyx eyes, their depth seeming endless and making you feel so insignificant. You pouted as you looked down at your hands where they were twisting into the hem of your shirt; you knew what he wanted to hear and there was no defying the God of War.
At His Mercy
Alright Lil Peanuts, day 17 is here! Fair warning, this is the sort of stuff my sleepy brain comes up with. I hope I’ve done this one justice, I was feeling a little bit like a bitch while writing this so the ending may not be what you expect. Please keep in mind Mirio will be out of character as this is in the Villain AU and we all know that changes someone’s personality fractionally. Also, this is one of my shorter fics for this event but hopefully it’s still just as good.
@ikinabi you’ve been so patient with me and I hope this brightens you day a little maybe, make you happy hopefully.
~Lesbian Peanut
Word Count: 984
Content Warning: Orgasm Denial, Punishment, Sense Deprivation
Whimpers filled the room as you arched you back and pulled against your restraints, your wrists aching from the hours they had spent above your head. You were being punished and there was nothing in this world that was going to get you out of it. Rope pulled at your skin while a blindfold stole your vision from you and left your body extra sensitive to everything around you. The air had felt cold against your skin and his hands had felt like molten lava with each touch.
You moaned loudly as your nipples were pulled tight, his thumb and forefinger twisting the oversensitive nubs roughly. “Such a lewd sound from an innocent little girl.” His voice was condescending and harsh as he spoke to you, his fingers twisting your nipples harder.
Mirio smirked as he watched you closely, the heat of your skin was delectable beneath his fingers and it had a sicks sense of pride settling in the pit of his stomach. He had always found joy when it came to teasing you but punishing you brought a thrill to him that only the likes of his work could bring him. His fingers released your nipples before trailing down over your stomach, dipping down between your thighs as he watched your face. Hot liquid coated his fingers as he ran them along the length of your folds teasingly.
Birthday Surprise
Alrighty, Day 16 is here; finally! I know it’s a little bit late but hey, at least I got it to you all. I hope you all enjoy what I’ve written for you all. This one is for our boys today, it be there day. A big happy birthday to Eijiro and Tetsutetsu, let’s celebrate their day!
@ikinabi I finished it finally, I hope you enjoy what I’ve written for the boys.
~Lesbian Peanut
Word Count: 3279
You were as quiet as you could be while pushing open the front door to your house, cursing to yourself when the hinge of the door creaked under the strain. It was odd to you that there was no sound coming from the depth of your house, the peace was something that made you uncomfortable and had shivers running along your spine. The only time your house ever fell silent was when the other occupants were asleep or hunting, and you would always be their prey whenever they were hunting. It wasn’t that you didn’t enjoy their little games, being hunted gave you quite the thrill but at the same time it scared the living shit out of you too.
Today was different though, you wanted to be able to get into the house without being jumped by the two horny Dragons you knew were waiting for you inside. You slipped off your shoes quietly, pushing them to the side of the hallway before padding off into the house further. The sound of your heart beating wildly against your ribcage was painful in your ears, growing louder with each step you took into the house. You chewed on your lip nervously, holding your thick coat closed as you made your way towards the bedroom; hoping to be able to surprise your boyfriends. Sounds reached your ears as you neared the bedroom and you stopped just shy of the door, listening to the two inside.
“Fuck Ei, that feels so good.” Tetsutetsu’s voice reached your ears first, the tone low and full of lust.
There was a low groan which echoed out into the hallway, followed by a snarl and the sound of something tearing. “It’s not enough Tetsu…”
You smiled as you peeked your head around the door, peering in at the two men perched atop your bed. There was no need for you to disturb them while they were having their fun, but from the sounds of things they weren’t quite satisfied with how it was going. You pushed the door open, stepping into the room and walking over to the bed quietly. The two Dragons were sitting in the middle of your bed, their bodies practically entwined with one another’s as their dicks were pressed together between them. A Red tail was moving at a steady pace, stroking the four protruding dicks and Eijiro’s eyes snapped over to where you were standing at the end of the bed.
See Yourself?
And slap! I told you there were fics coming, I just didn’t tell you they would be one after another. This one is for day 11 of Kinktober, prompt of Mirrors with our girl Camie. Yes, I figured out a pet name for her, though still not 100% certain on it but hey, it was the best I could do. I hope I have done well on this one, I know people tend not to like Camie as much as other characters but hey... girl needs some more loving and I write for unloved characters.
~Lesbian peanut
Word Count: 1627
Content Warning: Punishment, Orgasm Denial, Begging
“Do you feel that, Toffee? Do you feel the way my dick is pounding into your filthy little cunt?” You growled as you thrust your hips forwards harshly, your lips against her ear as you spoke to her and your breath fanning over her face partly. “Look damn it! See my dick as I fuck you.” Your fingers twisted into those long locks of caramel and you forced her head forwards, making her look down into the mirror at the way your dick was fucking her.
Camie moaned and whined as she rocked her hips back against yours, her legs already felt like mush and she was pretty certain her brain was beyond being scrambled. You had been fucking her for ages now, the exact amount of time was something she couldn’t put a number to but she knew it had been a long time since you had started. She had been wanting to cum for a while now, always being denied just in time for you to bring her back down from her climax only to build her right back up again before repeating your cruel action. There was drool covering her chest and sweat had matted her hair against her neck some time ago. She wanted so desperately to cum but she knew that she was at your mercy when it came to that and she knew how cruel you could be if she didn’t behave herself.
She knew why you had decided to punish her like this, making her wait for her orgasm and watch as you fucked her to the point, she could barely recognise herself in the mirror. Camie had come to you earlier in the day, flaunting her curves and bare skin in your face while trying to show off her new tattoo to you. You would have been ok with checking out the latest addition of ink to her beautiful canvas already, that is if you hadn’t been in the middle of a conference call with your boss and colleagues. Camie probably wouldn’t have been punished for that either but being the wicked woman she is, she had decided giving you a head job as an excellent idea while you were preoccupied and making concentrating practically impossible for you. She hadn’t thought about the fact that eventually, your phone call would be coming to an end and she would be at your mercy.
You smirked as you moved your other hand around her body, spreading her folds party so she could see better how your dick was sliding into her pussy so effortlessly. You watched as you thrust your hips up into her body and her breasts bounced up heavily with the motion. Seeing Camie’s overly decorated body being brought undone in the mirror was extremely arousing for you and watching as sweat rolled down over her tattooed curves was perfection. It had always been a fantasy of yours to fuck your wife in front of a mirror and when you had moved into a house with a wall mirror in it, the fantasy had begun to look more like a reality. You couldn’t think of a better time than now to have her watch her own body submit to your every whim.
Metal and Ink
I may be heck late with these but at least they exist. This one is for Day 10 of Kinktober, prompt Piercings. Now, who better to have for such a prompt than our local barbecued boy, Dabi?! No one, that’s who! I hope that you all enjoy this story as much as I did, I apologise if the quality isn’t as good as I know I can produce and have but at least it is something, right?
@ikinabi, thank you so much for helping me pick what tattoos they should have. I really appreciated it, so now come get yourself your man and nom down on him.
~Lesbian Peanut
Word Count: 2669
Content Warning: Public Sex
Sex, sweat and other bodily fluids mixed with the loud thumping of speakers was what your Friday Nights were made of. It didn’t matter where you went or which nightclub you ended up in, the scent was always the same and it was something you had become accustomed to. Your body moved and swayed with the hundreds of other bodies you came into contact with, the music guiding your movements. Besides from the winding down, you had come to find something far more pleasurable over time; someone who brought you more pleasure.
“Didn’t think you were coming tonight, Kitten.”
A violent shudder shot down your spine as warm hands gripped your hips firmly, his chin coming down to rest against your shoulder as his body pressed into yours. You smiled as you leaned back into his chest, your arse pressing against his crotch and pulling a low groan from the man. His usually raspy voice was low and like velvet as he muttered your name against your ear. You could feel the heat from his hands as he moved them around your waist before letting them travel down along the length of your thighs. The atmosphere of the nightclub was electric as you both danced, your bodies moving against one another in a sensual rhythm.
“Why would I ever miss this?” You asked as you tilted your head towards his and nuzzled at his ear.
“You’ve skipped out on me before, Kitten.” Dabi growled low as he nipped at your ear, his hands shifting back up towards your hips teasingly.
Food and Fun
Ok, day 9 of Kinktober is here and I know I usually post before now but hey, I made it right? My stories will probably be getting posted around this time of day from now on, seems as I’m busy at the moment and have issues at home now... Anyways, I had a bit of fun writing for our girl Himiko and with that I give you the story.
~Lesbian Peanut
Word Count: 2397
Silence hung heavy in the air as you watched those gentle hands meticulously move around yours. Her eyes were cast down as she meticulously wrapped your hand with a bandage, hiding your bruised knuckles beneath the thin material. You could tell it was hard for her, that she was holding back whatever it was that was weighing heavy on her mind. Guilt had settled in your stomach; it wasn't like you had meant for her to see you like this and to have to deal with the aftermath.
"Himiko…" You were silenced as she shot you a warning glare, her usually bright eyes now holding a darkness to them.
"You could have died! Do you understand that, (Name)?" Himiko stated as she pulled the bandages tight around your hand and made you since from the force.
"I know…"
"I've waited a long time to meet you, do you have any idea how painful it would be for me to lose you now? To have to mourn your death for centuries to come!" She stressed as she pulled your hand up against her chest.
"I'm sorry."
"Then don't do it again!" She growled before grabbing your bicep roughly, her fingers digging into the deep gash there.
You winced violently as you tried to pull your arm free. Her nails were more like talons as she dug them deeper into your skin and you swore, they were almost touching your bone. You knew this was hard on her, seeing you so beat up but more than that; the smell of your blood. Being a vampire in love with a fragile human couldn't have been easy on Himiko, you couldn't imagine the restraint she would have to exercise on a daily basis. It became apparently clear to you that she really did love you, she had put up with so much of your shit over the years but she never tried to hurt you; let alone drink from you.
Cold Hearted?
This is incredibly late for me, but I finally got there!! YAY! Ok, so this was something completely different for me. Day 8 of Kinktober brought me face to face with Enji Todoroki (Endeavor). Now, most of you probably know that in the past I would refuse to write for him, but I recently had a change of heart. This is the first piece I have ever written for him. Again, please don’t get angry with me if this is something you don’t like. Just don’t read it if you don’t want to, please don’t pick on me for my choices,
~Lesbian peanut
Word Count:4929
Enji Todoroki, a man who rose through the ranks of the Police force and was appointed as the Captain of a specialised team whose job it was to undertake covert operations. His rough exterior and gruff attitude had earned him a rather harsh, crippling reputation over the course of the years he’d been active on the force. Many officers outside of his own department had taken to calling him the cold hearted, hot headed Captain, who ran a squad of delinquent cops who should never have been on the force to begin with. You on the other hand had been a teenager when you had first met the man, though it definitely wasn’t under the most flattering of circumstances. Enji had saved you from dying when you had launched yourself out of a third story window of a burning building, your last-ditch attempt to escape the raging flames behind you. He had been the one to catch you in his arms and stayed with you until the paramedics were able to see you, but you’d never forgotten the way he had carried himself with such pride. Back then he had only been starting out, making a name for himself only came later in his career with hard work and a hell of a lot of determination.
The experience of facing death that night had made you re-evaluate your life choices and you lost a lot of friends due to the changes you made. You straightened out your life, bunkering down in college with your studies and took every step necessary for following in his shoes. You had entered the Police force after graduating from the academy and quickly moved up from being a rookie, wanting nothing more than to be able to meet the man who you owed your life to. It took a few years but eventually the opportunity arose for you to transfer out of your old department and straight into a covert squad, you took it; knowing better than to scoff at an opportunity like that. It had come as a complete surprise to you though when you had walked in on the first day in the new department and had smacked straight into Enji, it had shocked you further to learn he was now your Captain. You couldn’t understand the stigma that hung over the members of your new squad, they were all here for the same reason and sure they had an unconventional way of getting justice for the families of the victims; you were no exception on that front.
Enji was without fail the first person to walk through those doors in the mornings and was almost always the last person who would leave sometime late in the night. The hours in this department were completely different from those of which you were used to, they were ridiculous and from time to time when a case called for it, the whole team would stay the night to keep the Captain company while solving the case. There were nights where you would be the last person to leave the department, taking as much time as you could spare to comb through any and all evidence in order to find something that may have been overlooked by others on your team. Tonight, had happened to be one of those nights, the late hour of the night finally catching up to you when your head smacked against your desk with a sickening thud.
Please Boss?
Day 5? I almost lost track of what day it was today... Anyways, here is the fic for day 5. Now, I will give you all some fair warning; this Eijiro is out of character because lets face it, Mafia Ei isn’t going to be sweet. Please make sure you read the warnings that i slap on this story, I don’t want to cop and shit from people who didn’t read the warnings...
@ikinabi here’s your man, come grab him while he’s not being sweet.
@rinarecommends, you seemed pretty excited when I said I was writing for Eijiro in the Mafia au, so here you go.
~Lesbain Peanut
Word Count: 4663
Content Warning: Contains DubCon and darker themes
“Please Sir, I’m sorry…” Your voice cracked as your body shook involuntarily, tears stinging your eyes as you stepped backwards. “I didn’t want to do this, please forgive me Sir.”
“Forgive you? Give me one damn good reason as to why I should even entertain the thought of forgiving you.” The voice that sounded from the deep darkness of the room was cold and malicious, the man behind it even more so.
Fear, no terror gripped your chest, suffocating your lungs as you stared over into the darkness and red eyes shone back at you. They appeared as though they were two beacons set within the night but you knew better than to expect those beacons to deliver you safely or offer leniency. This man had never been known for his mercy, he ruled the Mafia with an iron fist and crossing him was basically like signing your own death warrant. You were currently on the verge of a death warrant, but that is the sort of thing that happens when you slight ‘The King’.
In Need
Day 4 of Kinktober has landed, I am really excited to bring this one to all of you. I hope you Lil Peanuts all enjoy this one, it took me a while to work this one out but I got there in the end. All you Hawks fans out there, this one is for all of you and I hope that I did him justice honestly. Enjoy
@ikinabi baby, come get yourself some of your bird man. I hope you really like this story and it makes your day just a little better
~Lesbian Peanut
Word Count: 1732
“Keigo…”
Keigo’s senses were thrown into high alert as your voice reached his ears, your high pitched keen only serving to make matters worse. His instincts were screaming for him to get to your side, to hold you in his arms and as fast as his wings could carry him; he was before you with his arms spread wide. His arms fell to his sides, dropping down to where you were in your nest. If his Alpha instincts were screaming at him before, they were starting to howl now and it was deafening to his ears.
“Keigo…” Your voice came out in a low pitch whine and your eyes were pleading with him as you spread yourself out fully.
He could hardly keep his eyes off of you, watching your legs spread wide for him and inviting him in closer. He could see the build-up of slick between your folds, the sheer amount of it that had already been spread over your thighs was a dead giveaway of how horny you were right now. A growl built low in his chest, growing in octaves the higher up his throat it climbed before becoming deafening as it slipped past his lips. Keigo couldn’t though, he wasn’t about to just jump you where you were; not after all the time and hard work you had put into building your nest.
Fantasy to Reality
Day 3 of Kinktober is here and I’m ready to get this baby out for all of you. I got really carried away with this one and before I knew it, I was really invested in this story. Now, I gave a little twist to this story and it’s one that I’m not sure I made the right choice on... Please don’t get made with me for making Kirishima transgender. I don’t really want to cop any flack for the choice I made, I just want people to enjoy the story. Any hate I get for this story or the choices I made in it will probably result in me not continuing with Kinktober.
Well, I hope you can all enjoy the story without finding the need to tear it or me apart.
~Lesbian Peanut
Word Count: 5187
Being a Police Officer was stressful at the best of times, at least that’s the opinion Katsuki had about being one. There were moments in his career where the job was worth it and the outcomes were rewarding, but there were days where he just wanted to go home. The amount of shit he had to put up with on a daily basis while he was out on patrol was utterly frustrating and he was surprised he hadn’t lost his job before now. He probably had his partner to thank for that one though, the fact Eijiro made sure to keep his temper in check whenever he was about to lose it was probably the only reason, he was still an Officer.
Katsuki blinked and stopped when he realised his partner had gone silent and disappeared from his side. Turning on the spot he looked back along the length of the mall and raised an eyebrow as he caught sight of Eijiro stopped dead in front of a store. He stalked back towards the other man slowly, stepping up behind him and looking up at whatever it was that had caught Eijiro’s attention. Katsuki’s eyebrow shot up as he saw the lingerie that was being shown off in the window of the small store. He stepped to the side partially, peering at Eijiro as he took in the look of love and longing on his features.
“See something you like in there, babe?” Katsuki murmured as he stepped in closer to Eijiro, pressing his chest against his back as he placed a hand on his hip. “Are you trying to imagine what you would look like in those things?” He teased as he rubbed his hand over Eijiro’s hip.
Nestled with You
Happy Birthday @ikinabi!!
I’m actually on time this year getting this part of your present to you, the other half will reach you soon. I hope you have a good day today and don’t let your college work stress you out too much. Remember, if you ever need someone to talk to I’m right here and I’m more than happy to sit up talking with you.
You asked for some comfort with Hawks, I told you I’d do my best for him and so here it is. I hope you like it and I hope it brings you some form of comfort.
~Lesbian Peanut
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College… the bane of your very existence, the one thing standing between you and the career you had been so desperately chasing all these years. As much as you loved the idea of getting one step closer to completing your studies, it was starting to seem impossible from where you were standing. You felt as though you were being slammed with the workload that was beginning to amount atop your shoulders, the weight of it all bearing down on you and causing you great amounts of stress. Anxiety coupled with the stress, was eating away at your confidence and sapping you of any motivation you had once managed to possess. It had led you to an undesired habit of which you desperately wish you could kick before it got any worse than it already was.