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My Enigma by ScientificallySinful (VampireGaaraCheesepuffs)
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
05 Aug 2019
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The magazines had said Katsuki was an Alpha but they had to be wrong. Or maybe Izuku wasn't an Alpha after all. Because the second they made eye contact, Izuku melted. A whimper hung on the tip of his tongue as his knees turned to jelly. His head lolled to the side, inadvertently presenting his scent gland, an obvious act of submission. Oh god, he was a simpering mess all from one look. In front of guests. In front of his mother.
And by the sharp smile on Katsuki Bakugo's face, the other man knew it.
Based on my Twitter Thread where Katsuki Bakugo is a fourth Secondary Gender, an ultra rare Enigma that can dominate/impregnate any other Secondary Gender (including Alphas) and poor Alpha!Deku is so, so horny for him.
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- Part 6 of A/B/Ohhh (¬‿¬)
- Part 2 of Smut is a Science (Good thing I'm a Scientist)
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21 Jun 2026
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Summer (c)Rush by warschach
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
03 Oct 2017
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Katsuki and Shouto pass the long summer days at the Sugar Shack. Their boss sucks, the heat leaves them sweaty and uncomfortable, and the pay is anything but glamorous.
The only plus side?
Surfer babe Izuku Midoriya regularly walks on the sand with his wetsuit open.
They're crushing bad.
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Every year, 16 year old Alphas are tempted to seek their True Mate. Shouto and Katsuki were excited to finally meet their's, but they didn't think they would be sharing with each other.
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Triad by remember_2_breathe (scisaac_the_socio)
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
09 Oct 2025
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"Fuck, not now!" Bakugou hissed angrily, ducking into an alleyway as his stomach cramped up viciously. He was early, his Heat was early. Tears pinpricked his vision, half in pain and half in frustration. He needed to get home but his phone was dead and the walk home would grow more and more impossible the longer he tried. He stumbled to his feet, nausea making his cramping stomach roll uncomfortably. He shrunk back against the brick wall of the building behind him for a moment.
That was when he smelt them.
Series
- Part 1 of Trichotomy

