Introducing: Midweek Progress Posts!
Hey, you guys! It’s kawaiikichi with an announcement.
I’m going to be creating posts called Midweek Progress for each week starting today! Every Wednesday, I’ll post a short excerpt of each thing I worked on throughout the week so that you all can see.
This is just so you know what I’m working on and I guess you could say that it’s also for me so that I can see that I still have the motivation to write even with what I’m going through right now and my journey to getting better.
Excerpts are under the cut!
Talk (BKDK one-shot):
“I’ll walk you back.” he said.
“H-Huh?!” Izuku’s cheeks flushed red. “You don’t need to do that, Kacchan! I can go back on my own.” he told him.
“Let me walk you back.”
“I said you don’t need to do that—“
“Refuse my offer one more time and I’ll fucking blast you into next Thursday, fussy Deku.” Katsuki bit out, sparks erupting from his hand again in warning.
Love on Aisle Four (Saiouma NaNoWriMo fic):
Kokichi’s heart fluttered at Shuichi’s words.
He came to see me...he needed to see me. Me! And it’s important, too, he thought to himself.
He began to muse over what this important matter might be as Shuichi spoke.
“I’m sorry for what I said last night about you wanting to be Sleeping Beauty. It was pretty insensitive. You can be Sleeping Beauty if you’d like. I actually think you’d make an awesome Sleeping Beauty!” Shuichi Bowes. “So please forgive me, Ouma-kun.” he said.
The Words “I Love You” (BKDK one-shot):
“Hey, Deku.”
Izuku let out a small yelp as an arm wrapped itself around his waist and he was pulled into a side embrace, the familiar scent of cinnamon and cologne hitting his nostrils.
“You see something you like back there?” Katsuki asked.
“H-Huh?! No!” Izuku exclaimed, the tips of his ears burning as Katsuki chuckled.
“Really now? Because I’m pretty sure I saw you staring at me intently as I was changing my clothes.” Katsuki teased, a smug smirk tugging at his lips.
Izuku pouted.
“Kacchan—“
Kitchen Flirting (BKDK one-shot):
“You’re holding the knife wrong, Deku.” Izuku nearly jumped at how close Katsuki’s rough, but gentle voice was to his ear. “This is how you’re supposed to hold the knife,” he began, positioning Izuku’s hand properly on the knife.
“Then, you need to curl your fingers in like this so that you don’t cut any of them off,” he curled the fingers on Izuku’s other hand and placed them atop the onion, “Next, you cut into it vertically just slightly and after that, we’re going to chop it nice and slow.” Katsuki explained.
As they went through the motions, Izuku’s senses went into overdrive. There were the sounds of the knife hitting the cutting board lightly with each clean cut. Then there was the intoxicating scent of cinnamon and cologne that clung to the blond. Katsuki’s hand resting on top of his. The feeling of Katsuki’s toned chest through his apron and shirt almost flush against his back. Katsuki’s breath tickling the shell of his ear as he whispered encouraging words to him every once in a while. It was enough to drive Izuku mad and he had to stop himself from having his heart leap out of his chest and his body melt into a puddle of mush.
Morning Cuddles (BKDK one-shot):
Izuku smiled into the kiss as his eyes slid shut, taking in Katsuki’s scent of cinnamon and other spices. Katsuki’s hands began to glide down Izuku’s sides, squeezing them lightly before going lower. Izuku gasped when Katsuki squeezes his ass in his hands, giving the blond the opportunity to slip his tongue into his mouth. Izuku moaned as their tongue danced together.
“Shit, Kacchan...” he moaned into Katsuki’s mouth.
Katsuki peered at Izuku through half-lidded red eyes. He squeezed again, making Izuku whimper.
“Somebody’s got a naughty mouth this morning, cussing and shit.” Katsuki spoke into the kiss.
From Rumor to Reality (Saiouma #4 and #26 for addictedfann):
“Yeah, sure.” Rantaro looked over at Shuichi. “I see your boyfriend has come back to see you, Ouma-kun.” he noted.
“B-Boyfriend?!” Shuichi stammered out.
Kokichi nearly dropped the cup of piping hot coffee from shock.
“Boyfriend?! Saihara-chan and I are not dating!” he exclaimed.
“Hm? You two aren’t dating?” Rantaro questioned.
Shuichi shook his head.
“No...what makes you think that?” he asked.
This Thing Called Love (Saiouma #1 and #13 for redes22):
“Okay! Last one for good luck!” she called out.
Kokichi smiled as an idea hit him.
“Hey, Saihara-chan. Don’t move.” he instructed.
“Huh? What—“ Shuichi didn’t get to finish his sentence, for Kokichi had gotten on his tiptoes and leaned in, pressing his lips to his cheek.
Shuichi tensed at the feeling of Kokichi’s warm lips against his cheek as the photo was taken. Kokichi withdrew and made his way over to the couple without a word, thanking them before the couple walked off.
