"You're mine. 𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 mine." As a prince he had everything within his fingertips, a wealth of luxury, immeasurable power and most importantly his favourite toy, the vulnerable omega Izuku Midoriya. #2 Katsudeku 150619 #5 Omega 110119 #1 Servant 200119 #2 BakugouxMidoriya 200119 #1 Izuku 080420

Omega Deku disappeared from Alpha Bakugo's life six years ago. Bakugo knew it was his fault and regretted everyday spent without the green eyed hero at his side. He had treated Deku like a toy taunting him with the idea that the alpha could easily discard the useless omega without a second thought. Now six years later Deku is back, and he has a six year old omega son. The alpha wants to know who replaced him. Deku is running from something, and he refuses to trust Bakugo again. The omega returns bruised and beaten with a pup in a similar condition. They need protection. Bakugo just wants to protect both Izuku and his son, but Deku may never trust him again.

"Brought your books?" Tsukishima cocked an eyebrow. Kuroo smiled, opened his mouth to speak, but fell flat. His eyebrows drew together and lips pinched into a straight line. "Okay, so I forgot. But-". Tsukishima groaned, letting his head fall back on the chair. "BUT" Kuroo repeated, lifting a finger in the air. A Harry Potter Hogwarts au but with KuroTsuki. Cause why the hell not I love haikyuu (๑‾ ꇴ ‾๑) Also a slow burn Written: 2019-2020

[sequel 'Divide' is out now!] ___ Tears and heartbreak. Poetry and music. Parties and puke. Cigarettes and blood. Acceptance and hatred. Cliques and outcasts. Well. Isn't college interesting? _____ Warning: contains mature/triggering themes such as but not limited to: mental illnesses, homophobia/homophobic slurs, drug and alcohol use and abuse, gore, suggestive content/humor, dark humor, extremist religious beliefs, and descriptions of self-harm. [thanks to @betchyoubetter on twitter for allowing me to use their art for the cover!] [Highest achievements: #1 in #melancholy, #4 in #alcohol, #1 in #collegeau, #105 in katsudeku, #509 in bakudeku, #19 in poetry]

The road before him was curved. He decided to slow down a bit, before finally making his mind. Stepping on the gas pedal, Tsukishima held the steering wheel hard as he ran through the iron fence. As if everything around him moved slowly, he felt adrenaline coursing in his veins. Tsukishima closed his eyes, as he was welcomed by the sea.