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It's finally posting time for the @officialthiamlibrary's Thiam Big Bang 2024!!! And I'm happy to present my artworks for an amazing fic "Um...He's a rescue" by @fruchtfliege (I higly recommend to read this one as it's reaaaaally good!!)

His whole life, Liam Dunbar truly believed in one thing: Dragons were enemies who plagued their lands centuries ago. His belief made him a knight apprentice. His belief made him a good villager. His very belief got him in danger. One word from a stranger and he's lost in the web of lies and truths, with his belief shattered into pieces.

Better late than never, so here I am with my gift for @gaefandomlover for @officialtwlibrary Secret Santa!! Some edits with an AU were Theo, a dragon prince, who tells Liam the truth about his beloved kingdom.

"Another loss, ugh what a shame. Maybe next time, Dunbar." It's hard to see through the helmet but Liam knows that Raeken smiles, that mocking smile of his following Liam even in his dreams. He's ready to wipe it from this Devenford brat's face, when he feels Scott's hand on his shoulder and just throws a threatening look at Theo as the man leaves the field. He should calm down. He knows he should. Would be really bad to cause a fight now.

But easy to say than do and he's walking fast to the lockers, seething, with a strong desire to punch a certain Devenford player. Or...

"So early today, Dunbar" Theo points out, taking his helmet off, "can't control yourself I see?"

"You're alone?" Liam almost growls, his fangs already out.

"Woah, slow down little wolf. I am alone but I could be not. And you're here being half-shifted. Aren't afraid to reveal the secret anymore?"

Liam says nothing, staring at Theo, breathing hard. He is afraid but he can't help it. There's too much to handle right now. So he takes a few steps towards Theo, pinning him to the nearest locker.

"Woah, so needy today" Theo chuckles, keeping away Liam's hand, that already sneaked under his jersey. Liam growls again, leaving a few quick kisses on Theo's neck.

"So that's why you lost. It was me, right? The distraction?" Theo asks, making Liam even angrier. If the looks could kill, Theo would now lie dead on the floor. Like hundred percent so.

"You're silent, I'll take it as a yes. Couldn't focus on a game because of me - how sweet Dunbar. I appreciate that"

"Can you just shut up and do your job already" Liam barks out, kissing Theo's lips and Theo says nothing more, obeying to his favourite rival.

My piece for @officialthiamlibrary Thiam Secret Santa 2024 for @bererjs!!!! I really hope you like it!

When I saw "enemies to lovers" and "sports" I immediately thought about Heated Rivalry so here we are with some sort of a Thiam Heated Rivalry AU!! They're both playing lacrosse, Liam for Beacon Hills and Theo for Devenford AND!! they're both werewolves! And they both share a little secret🤭

And I'm back to drawing with my first Teen Wolf fanart!!!

I had that idea spinning in my head for several weeks and then, after a certain fic I've finally decided to draw it. And I really like how it turned out(I can even say that I'm proud of it🤧)

I also tried to work with light here and a somewhat of perspective. And I drew an animal. I'm bad at this so I'm sorry guys😔🥀

College AU, in which after the war Bakugou applies himself and Izuku to an American exchange program to help Izuku cope with his feelings and get his passion back. 

“Kacchan, I look ridiculous in that.”

“Stop the whining, nerd. I was the one dressing you - you simply cannot look ridiculous.”

Izuku laughs softly, looking at Bakugou’s hands on his tie. “That’s neat”

“Of course, it is,” Katsuki smirks, adding final touches to Izuku’s look. “Here, you’re ready”

“I’m definitely not.” Midoriya shakes his head, tightening the grip on his papers. “I’m feeling like I’m going to fail.”

Katsuki rolls his eyes, sighing loudly. “Here, listen to me, Izuku.” He takes the papers out of Izuku’s hands, places them on the bed, and takes now free hands in his. 

“You know I’m not the one to give encouraging speeches. But I know that out of all the people in that damn conference hall, you worked the most. I don't know a person who's even an inch close to how passionate you are about all that. You deserve to be there, Izuku. And you also deserve the fucking prize.”

“There's no prize, Kacchan, it's just a student conference,” Izuku says, his eyes full of tears now. Katsuki wipes them away, cradling Midoriya’s face in his hands. 

“Then we'll come up with something. Now take your things - I don't want you to be late.”

“Don’t make me go in there, please” Izuku pleads, turning away ready to leave. But Katsuki stops him, returning him to his spot. 

“You know I can’t go with you, but I’ll be there. In the crowd. Cheering for you as a goddamn cheerleader” Bakugou says and Izuku smiles, looking fondly at the other man. “Will you use pom poms too?”

“No fucking way” Katsuki scoffs, pushing Midoriya to the door. “Now go, they start in two minutes.” He looks at the other man’s back for a while and then shouts out as if remembering something. “Good luck there, Izuku”

“You should say “Break a leg, Izuku” Kacchan”

“Don’t you ever use the word “break” in the same sentence with you”

Izuku laughs, and finally goes in, turning one last time to look at Bakugou. “Sure, Kacchan. And thank you. I’ll need that luck.”

Katsuki nods, but Midoriya doesn't see that, already mingling in the crowd of students, revising their presentation notes. He stays in the hall for a while, trying to find Izuku's figure in the crowd though he knows it's pointless: he’s presenting in the very beginning and probably already went backstage, checking out everything he needs. Katsuki smirks and goes to another door, entering the guest part of the conference hall and taking the free seat. It's too far from the stage but it's too late to change it: the music starts playing and one of the students he saw in the crowd appears on stage, his entrance followed by a wave of applause. 

“Welcome everyone to our annual international student conference. This year our theme is the following: Hero Costumes Creation and its Dependence on Quirk Peculiarities. Today, we’re glad to announce an impressive number of presenters - we have 46 speakers today! Let's give them all an encouraging applause!”

The hall goes on clapping and the student smiles, joining the crowd. After a minute he continues his speech. 

“Now, I think we're ready to start. Let me present to you the first speaker of today - Jeanette O’Murrey. The stage is yours” The girl gets on stage and the host student welcomes her, handing her his microphone, and then hides behind the curtains. Jeanette greets everyone and immediately gets into the presentation. She’s visibly nervous, her hands slightly shaking when she’s changing the slides. She goes on, rambling about some hero costume designs she came up with, but Katsuki doesn’t listen. He just looks at the stage, blankly, waiting for Izuku's entrance. Speakers go on and off stage, and the crowd cheers for everyone, some of the guests asking questions from time to time. 

The seventh person finishes their speech and the host student is back again, ready to announce the next speaker. 

“Thank you Mr. Valet for your amazing presentation. The next speaker we’d like to invite on stage is,” he looks at his notes to make sure he pronounces the name right, “Midoriya Izuku.”

Katsuki straightens up, now fully aware of everything going on on the stage. He’s now looking right at Izuku, following his every movement. 

“Hello everyone,” Izuku starts, tightening the grip on his notes, “my name’s Izuku Midoriya, but I guess you already know that. Today, I want to present to you my research paper on how we can improve hero costumes for those, whose quirks fall into a category of “mutation quirks”. 

He turns the page, reading his notes. Switching the slides of his presentation, he takes a deep breath, looking at the crowd. He’s searching, carefully, for the specific pair of eyes, whose gaze can soothe him better than anything. And they’re already looking at him. Katsuki is looking. They look at each other for just a second, but that’s enough for Katsuki to mouth an encouraging “You got this”. 

So Izuku takes it, going back to his speech. 

The shaking ceases, his voice becoming steady with every word he says. And Katsuki just watches him, with a smile on his face for the whole presentation. He’s so proud of him at this moment. He really is. And he wants to let Izuku know about it. Here and now. 

It takes them 8 hours to listen to everyone and Izuku’s absolutely drained. He gets out of the hall the second he gets the opportunity and immediately goes to the guest door, wanting to catch Katsuki there. He looks at the crowd of people searching for a familiar face. 

“Looking for someone?” Midoriya turns around, locking his eyes with Bakugou’s. Katsuki’s standing far from the rest of the people, smiling softly at Izuku. Izuku smiles back, running toward him, folding him in his arms. 

“Have you seen me?” He starts, his eyes full of tears but his voice happy, “I did it, Kacchan! I did it!”

“Yes, Izuku. I’ve seen everything. You did it. And you were amazing. You really were.”

And so I'm finally ready to present one of the pieces I've been working on for BNHA Secret Santa held by @kacchanot-fucking-deal-with-this!! This gift is specifically for @natsuzaki and I was so happy to work on this one. You've asked for some fluff and college AU with these two and I couldn't resist some bakudeku fluff - I'm always up for it!! I hope I did a good job showing that part of them and I really hope you like it!! And so sorry it took me so long.

And here's my second piece for @krbkevents gift exchange!! That was a completely new experience as I've never drawn more than a one-page comic before(not fully completed I mean!). I had a lot of fun both coming up with the idea and creating the thing itself.

The prompt was "arranged marriage" and it's not like we got to the marriage itself but I wanted to make that "we're arranged to marry each other but we're meeting before the marriage and talk shit about each other" thing going.

This gift is for @/Midorikosama on twitter/X and I really hope she'll like it

The three of them now stood in front of the bathroom door, patiently waiting for Scott to open it. Mccall hesitated, as if something inside of it was so terrible he didn't want them to see it. However he was the one to call. And that meant he needed their help. But how can they do it without knowing the problem?

"Will you open it?" Theo suggested, his hand slightly squeezing Scott's shoulder as if to reassure him that it's okay. Whatever was there, they can deal with it.

Scott nodded, giving both of them a tired look before finally opening the door. Theo was the second after Stiles to shove his head inside to look at that "something" Scott was so anxious about. But when Scott entered the room to open the curtain the other two suddenly lost all the possible words. There was a boy in his friend's bathtub. A boy, who's hands and mouth were tied with a fucking duct tape as a some sort of a criminal who tried to rob the house.

"Scott?" Theo asked patiently, trying to focus his friend’s attention on what he was about to say.

"Yes?" Scott replied, his gaze still stuck on the scared kid, who was looking at all them in turns.

"Have I told you today what an idiot you are?" Theo asked, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Er, no?"

"Good. You're an idiot, Scott. A big ass idiot"

"Hate to say it, but I agree with Theo. Why the hell did you bring him here, Scott!!?" Stiles cried, and Theo found himself nodding in agreement. Being disappointed with Scott’s life choices was one of the few things they both shared and now it was totally two on one.

"Hey! I panicked??!" Scott’s defense didn’t work, as Stiles was already up for a big ass conversation on “how to not take rash decisions without Stiles’ approval” leaving Theo the one to actually care about the poor child, now absolutely terrified.

"You panicked?! And what are we supposed to do now with your "panic"?

"I guess we are the ones to deal with it, Stiles" Theo sighed, stepping closer to the scared boy. The later looked at him cautiously, but Theo stopped, squatting in front of him.

"Don't worry little one, I won't harm you. I’m actually here to help"

Day 1 of @theoraekenapperciation week!

The prompt: First Meet

Aaand it's my first entry for this year's Theo Raeken Week!! Actually, at first I wanted to go with visual prompts only, but then my mind gave me this and I took that idea and actually made it!

I saw a lot of different posts with hcs and takes on "what if Theo never left and stayed with Scott and Stiles and they all remained friends?" And I love those so much so I decided to stick to that idea and with that rewrite a bit Theo's first meeting with Liam, as I'm sure it would have happened that moment. I had a lot of fun drawing and writing this so I hope you like it!! (And now I think that this idea is more for the "canon divergence" prompt, but anyway)

Soooooo @llama-sidekick made a post about re-drawing the picture(I'll put it below the cut!!) as bakudeku and I just couldn't pass it by!! Plus I had my tablet on so the universe arranged it for sure!!

I changed the poses and the expressions a little so to stay in character!! I hope it lives up to your expectations 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 anyway I had a lot of fun drawing it!!