Insatiable_tk
Recent works
-
You can only deny who you are for so long. by Insatiable_tk
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
24 Jul 2024
Tags
Summary
Himiko Toga was born yearning, wanting, craving for something more.
She'd come home with dried chocolate milk on her uniform and a banana squished in her hair tears streaking down her face. She ran towards her in the kitchen making dinner sobbing gripping at her shirt 'Mama mama! K-kid's were being mean to me again, it hurts please do something mama.' And her mama never turned, never reacted.
She stopped trying to get papa and mama's attention shortly after that.
My take on Himiko Toga's canon backstory inspired lightly from me listening to Brutus by The Buttress late at night but then it sprout into its own litte thing, hope you enjoy!
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 1,092
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Kudos:
- 7
- Hits:
- 235
-
"I think I'm gonna get murdered tonight" by Insatiable_tk
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
11 Jun 2024
Tags
Summary
inspired from Red Flags by Tom Cardy, Montaigne and rodydeku brainrot
Hero Rody walked around the streets patrolling thinking about the new villain rumors going around the city of emerald eyes murdering heros, Carrying bone deep exhaustion impatient for his shift to end when suddenly he heard a sound behind him.
first time writing a fic and english isn't my first language so sorry if its not good
constructive criticism appreciated!
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
“Well, what about my blood, then?”
“What?” Multi whipped his head towards him, “do you even think before talking?”
“Yes? What’s wrong with what I said? Can’t you just drink my blood?”
~~
or Multi hasn’t eaten in a while and Quackity is very eager to help
Bookmarked by Insatiable_tk
08 Jul 2026
-
Tags
Summary
Multi turns.
The man standing there wears an immaculate white uniform. Neatly kept black hair frames his face, the monochrome palette interrupted only by a pair of small, brilliant yellow wings folded behind his back.
“Hello.” The avian says with a smile. “I am part of the QSMP Census Bureau. May I ask you some questions?”
or, where Quackity has never known a life outside the Federation, until he is assigned to Multi.
Series
- Part 7 of a's naukosick works
-
Tags
Summary
Multi sits at the table pretending he's observing people scientifically while secretly watching one specific idiot dance.
Alex is having the time of his life and keeps getting distracted because his brain goes "must socialize with everyone" but also "why is Multi sitting alone?"
Both of them have feelings
Both of them intends to do anything about those feelings.
Bookmarked by Insatiable_tk
22 Jun 2026
-
Tags
Summary
Multi faltered for a second, “I just— fuck, okay, I haven’t eaten in a while. I can’t exactly go out and hunt, because these fuckass alarms don’t differentiate between me and the clone, so I won’t know if it comes to the lab, and I can’t have him rummaging through my shit while I waste my time eating.”
“You know that you could’ve just asked me to bring you something, right?”
“It has to be fresh. And big enough so that I can get full, because once I start, the hunger is going to get ten times worse.”
“...am I enough?” Quackity asked without a second passing, the question pushing onto his lips before he could really think it through.
But it was, admittedly, something that he wanted.
OR: Multi looks sick, and even though he isn't, Quackity still helps.
Series
- Part 4 of naukosick loose au
Bookmarked by Insatiable_tk
15 May 2026
-
Tags
Summary
They were like two sides of the same coin. So different, yet terrifyingly alike. From the very beginning, they had been drawn to each other like moths to a flame, even while knowing exactly how it would end.
He knew they were poisonous for each other. Their relationship was built on obsession, fed by it, rotting beautifully from the inside out. And yet he craved it like a drug.
Multi was like poisoned air. Toxic and destructive, but necessary to survive.
OR
Multi sets out to create the perfect version of himself, but the experiment goes horribly wrong.