Basically a bunch o' stories including a bottom Baku(hoe) 😏 and a top Deku. I.AM.OPEN.FOR.SUGGESTIONS!! SO PLEASE SUGGEST!! These stories can be lengthy, and smutty to yall sinners hearts disires! ;33 I'll try to update as much as possible, and... yeah, it'll be fun!! This is my first story, So: IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT!! I will put descriptions of what you'll "witness" at the start, and give warnings. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!⚠️⚠️⚠️

🍡🍡🍡 Ready to give up on his miserable life and end it, eighteen year old Katsuki Bakugou sits on the ledge of a rooftop of an abandoned building. He takes a look out at the nightlife of Musutafu, and as he goes to push himself off, a strong alpha scent hits him like a train and makes him dizzy. But in a good dizzy way. That's when the young omega meets twenty-five year old Izuku Midoriya. A member of the most notorious gang that lurks the night. The blonde figures the greenette could easily end him if he just asks nicely. But the older has something better in mind. And Katsuki isn't sure about it, but when he's staring into the eyes of someone that is a beautiful human form of death, he doesn't mind. But now, life just might get sweeter for him....and a little more problematic. 🍡🍡🍡 Cover's graphic design by: me 🍡Top!Midoriya x Bottom!Bakugou🍡 🍡Omegaverse🍡 🚫No quirks Au🚫 Started: 2/26/20 Finished: 8/8/20 Edited: 10/6/20-11/21/20 This Story Contains: Boy x boy-💚🧡 Extremely Fluffy-🥰 Limeade/Lime-🤭 Lemonade/Lemon/Smut-🍋🤤 Lots of Drama-🙄🥀 Androgynous Katsuki-💋 Angst-😭 Depression-👿 Suicide-🔪 Abuse-🧱 Ooc BNHA Characters-🙃 Mpreg-🤰 Alcohol and Drugs-🥃🚬💊 ⚠️As you can see, the following content can be very sensitive for individual readers. If you are not comfortable with the following, do NOT read this book⚠️ I DO NOT OWN BNHA/MHA OR ANY IMAGES FROM THE INTERNET (credit goes towards the artist)! I ONLY MADE THE PLOT!

"Don't look like that. You're supposed to be having fun, remember?" A plastic red cup is being shoved into his hand and Katsuki is overcome with the desire to splash whatever contents are inside into Shouto's stupid hair. Being stepped on and trampled over by drunk and horny college students is not fun. "I'm fuckin' astounded that you honestly consider this fun." "If you'd just stop bitching for ten minutes and try to enjoy yourself, it might not be so bad," Shouto counters, waving down the barkeep to get a refill. "Fuckin' waste of time is what it is." "Compared to what? Sitting in our apartment stress eating and crying over your absolute twat of an ex-boyfriend all day?" "Fuck you." He glances down into the cup he'd been babysitting to see something dark and sweet, promises of a blackout and a hangover staring back at him. "What even is this shit?" "Hopefully something that'll get you to fucking relax. You've been on my nerves all week with this shit." "It's only tuesday, you fuck." "My point exactly." "Fuck you." Or, Katsuki's best friend abandons him at a night club in hopes to get him over a bad breakup.